The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Several arrows were shot at the demon hunter, but they were empty. Zelin jumped up the last step, and Virginia grabbed his hand. As soon as they stepped into the cave, Bahrain and Floyd pushed the door into the door frame.

"Huh, huh..." Bahrain bent down, resting his hands on his knees, panting. "Sorcerer, you, it's really time for you to come. People say that when a wizard appears, he will bring bad news, but you should be happy about it, because he will save you from disaster. How does this happen? Matter?"

"I wanted to visit you, Bahrain." Zelin took a deep breath, and the dusty air in the cave poured into his lungs. "As a result, when I was going down the Anduin River south last night, I found traces of orcs nearby. I was worried that they were coming to attack Moria, so I wanted to warn you."

He stood up and patted the dust on his body. "It seems that I am here at the right time."

"It's too timely." Bahrain looked at his arm, and there was a scratch on his forearm. Blood was leaking from the cut crack, soaking his sleeves. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have imagined that those orcs would be lying in ambush in the pool."

"Those elves betrayed us!" Floyd stamped his foot angrily. "You have all seen that the orcs came out of the woodland of the elves, and it was those elves who let the orcs come over!"

"Not so." Zelin shook his head. "The elves don't know what's going on. They didn't even notice orcs sneaking into this woodland."

The demon hunter recalled the attitude of the Altariel he encountered, and the elves obviously did not find any traces of the orcs marching. Altarel just spotted Zelin's trail near the camp left by the orcs, and rushed out to attack him, trying to arrest him. It can be seen that the elves of Lothlorien are definitely not friendly to the orcs. , And it is impossible to acquiesce in their actions. Judging from the scale of the orc attack, this is definitely a deliberate plan. Zelin does not believe that the orcs will spontaneously form an alliance to attack the dwarves in the Moria Mine. Perhaps there was a force that pushed them, and this force also blinded the elves in the forest, leaving them ignorant of the attack.

Zelin told Bahrain what he had learned. Bahrain frowned, wrinkles on his face filled with worry.

"I once imagined that when the orcs knew that we reoccupied the Moria pit, they would attack. But I didn't expect them to come so soon. Azog died. I thought the orcs would have to go through at least many years. Only after the quarrels and civil wars will a new king appear."

"Perhaps it is not a great king that drives the orcs, but something else." Zelin has little knowledge of the world, and he knows too few clues to infer anything. He can only draw conclusions based on past experience and intuition. .

Bahrain sighed heavily, then he raised his head and looked at the dwarf beside him, his eyes were extremely firm. "Whatever they are, we will not back down! And we have nowhere to go. The west gate is flooded by the rushing river, Floy, hurry up and inform the others that we are going to welcome the guests with an axe and a strong crossbow. Up!"

Boom

The door behind them was hit hard, making a heavy roar.

"They're hitting the door?!" Virginia turned around abruptly and took two steps back. The dust slid down the vibrating gate. "Is it a siege hammer?!"

"It's an ogre. They like to use a big wooden stick to smash the door." Floyd took a bite to the ground, trot with his axe, and disappeared into the corner of the tunnel. "I'm going to notify others."

"Don't worry, dear lady." Bahrain bent over and bowed to Virginia, in order to pay tribute to Virginia, because the fireball and lightning of the mage girl solved many orcs and helped him and Floyd to get out of the siege. "This door is strong enough for the ogre's hammer to be smashed for a while before it can crack. Now we have time to discuss how to deal with them. Bahrain, son of Fentin, is here for you."

"Vignia of Cyrodir, I'll do it for you." Virginia bent over and replied.

"Are you a fellow with a wizard?"

"She is..."

"I am an apprentice, a scholar who is traveling." As soon as Zelin spoke, Virginia spoke first. "The wizard goes to many places and sees too many things that we don't normally see, so after meeting him, I asked to join him on his journey, and he agreed."

"Our wizard has always been a good talker." Bahrain smiled, the wrinkles on his face stretched out. "When Thorin and I went to the Lonely Mountain together, it was a wizard in the dark and dense forest to help us get rid of the pursuit of the orcs, otherwise I really didn't know how to escape."

The door was hit hard again, and the gravel and dust on the door frame fell down.

"I'm afraid this is not a good place to talk." Bahrain took a deep breath. "Let's retreat and join the others."

"No, Bahrain." Zelin looked at the passage in front of him. Behind the gate, there was only this road leading to the depths of Moria, at least on the surface. There are rocks piled up in the tunnel, and the dwarves have not yet cleared them out.

"I have a plan. This is the best defense location. You still have a lot of rocks here. We move the rocks over and pile them behind the gate, and then build a roadblock on this passage. It is narrow enough for the orcs to use. Open, and we can stop them by this."

With the magic of Virginia and the seal of the demon hunter, coupled with the help of dozens of dwarves, they can completely try to seal it off with the help of barricades. When there are only five or six people standing side by side in a narrow passage, no matter how many soldiers there are, they cannot form a quantitative advantage over the defenders.

Bahrain thought for a while, then nodded. "Good idea, wizard! I know where the second hall is. There are a lot of stone sculptures in it, which can be used as roadblocks. Ah, that's not knowing the works of art that have been preserved for hundreds of thousands of years. May the ancestors forgive our behavior."

"If the dwarf kings who ruled here in the past are still alive, they will be very happy to see their descendants try their best to prevent the orcs from tarnishing Moria again."

"I went to the gate and set up some rune traps," Virginia suggested. "My remaining magic power should be enough for me to set up a few. When they rush in, they will experience the dilemma I encountered when exploring the ancient tomb."

"Very good," Zelin said, and he reached out to Virginia. "But, I only have one request of you, Virginia, be careful not to hurt yourself."

The mage girl nodded vigorously. "I will."

"Okay, let's start!" Bahrain waved his hand. "Come with me, wizard, let's hurry up. I'm old, but I'm not too old to move. Those dirty **** don't want to step into Moria again."

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"Hurry up, hurry up, keep up!"

Olin carried his axe and beckoned to the other dwarves who were wearing chain mail, shoulder pads and helmets while running. "Keep up, the orcs are coming! Hurry up!"

The tunnel torch projected the running shadows of the dwarves on the wall. Oin dragged the continuous crossbow unloaded from the chariot. Rows of wooden boards inlaid with crossbow arrows were stacked on the wall, ready to shoot all the rows in the continuous crossbow. After the crossbow arrows, provide new ammunition. Pieces of rocks were dragged out of the hall and stacked in the tunnel. The picked up sharp stones were placed behind the roadblocks so that the dwarves could grab them and throw them at the right time. They put on helmets and shields, clenched the long axe in their hands, daggers and short knives around their waists, and the hem of the chain mail made a clattering noise as they ran.

"We still need a shield." Zelin grabbed a familiar dwarf. If he remembers correctly, the opponent is called Oin. "This passage is still too wide. The orcs have many archers. We can't be pressed behind the barricades by their bows and arrows."

"Shield? No problem, I'll look for it in the armory."

Oin nodded, and immediately ran to the armory.

"About how many orcs are there?" Bahrain put a rock on the barricade, he leaned on his waist and asked the demon hunter. "You are tracking them, wizard, who led them, and what kind of flags do they have? What signs are on them?"

"I am afraid you will be disappointed, Bahrain. I didn't see anything with signs where they left." Zelin shook his head. He recalled in his mind all the clues he saw from last night to noon today, until he met Before Altariel. "These orcs don't seem to be led by someone. They divide into small groups and enter the Lorraine Woodland, and then gradually merge. As for the number? They are at least fifty, but from the situation just now, even if there are five hundred, I don’t Will be surprised."

"Split into small strands and join together?" Bahrain narrowed his eyes in confusion. "No, I have never seen orcs fight like this. When there is no king, they are just a piece of sand. As long as they fall into the wind in the battle, a gust of wind can blow them away. Unless the battle is too instant, otherwise These orcs simply cannot hold on for a long time."

"This sounds like good news." said Lonnie, who was inserting his spears in the gaps in the rock barricade, with the spear tip facing outwards, making the barricade look like a rolled metal hedgehog. He was from Lan. The young dwarf of the blue mountains, after the lone mountain fell in the past, Thorin led the tribe to settle in the blue mountains. "They will bang their heads and bleed in front of us, and then run away! Maybe these orcs thought we were only a few people, so they ran to Moria to looting. We can prove that their brains are the same as decades ago. It works!"

The door banged again, and visible cracks appeared on the rock bolt blocking the door.

"Lonnie, Farah, load up the crossbow!" Bahrain urged. "Hurry up and get ready, that door won't last long! Wizard, let your apprentice come back, it's too dangerous there!"

Virginia was standing in front of the gate, holding her wand, the gems inlaid on the end of the wand emitting a dazzling white light. She muttered a spell in a low voice, and the runes and lines glowing with light blue light gradually covered the dusty stone door. Looking at her masterpiece, Virginia took two steps back and began to paint new runes on the pebble ground behind the gate.

"Virginia!"

The mage girl raised her hand and made a wait gesture to Zelin. She knelt down and began to paint new rune traps on the ground. Zelin stepped forward and stood behind her looking at the mage girl doing the work at hand. The demon hunter clenched the ebony blade in his hand and waited, guarding against the rumbling gate under the attack of the ogre hammer.

Olinto ran back with the shield **** with twine, the iron shield rubbed on the ground and clinked against the rubble.

"Quickly, erect the shield on our bunker!" Bahrain commanded the others. He waved his hand. No one asked him to carry rocks, put up a spear, and put up a shield. He was more than three hundred years old. But at this time, Bahrain's performance will not be worse than any young dwarf. "Fara, go to the Hall of Masabur and bring all our oil over! Floy, don't pile up all the rocks, we have to stay some. The orcs' heads will not be harder than the rocks, and We have to leave some rocks. Compared with our shields, these rocks are the best roadblocks."

Listening to the only dwarves of Bahrain behind him preparing to defend, Virginia whispered to Zelin. "Do you think we can defeat so many orcs?"

"Are you worried?" Zelin knelt down and gently stroked the Mage girl's back. "Don't worry, Virginia, these orcs are not more dangerous than wild hunting. I have defeated more orcs. At that time, they were led by a king. Now they are a mob. We were prepared for it, and they went deep into the elves. Without any support or help between the dwarven realm and the dwarf territory, we are sure to win."

"You are always so confident."

"It's just expounding some facts."

Virginia completed the last rune trap, and the rune light covering the gate and the ground behind the door gradually dimmed. However, Zelin knew that this was not the reason for the failure of the traps, but that they were ready to use fire, lightning, and frost to destroy the enemy when an enemy stepped in. Of course, Zelin is not blindly confident. The orcs broke into the Lorraine Woodland, and somehow they avoided the elves' eyeliner. Obviously, they didn't want this action to be discovered by the elves of Lothlorien. But Altariel found Zelin, and the demon hunter had already told him that the orc had appeared. Whether she believes it or not, she must be watching Zelin, so when the orcs in ambush attacked, Zelin believed that the elves had realized what they had missed.

"Let's go, Virginia." Zelin looked at the smashed door, the door trembling, and the rock-carved door panel seemed to shatter in the next moment, turning into a piece of rubble. "This time, I have to rely on your help."

"It's helping each other." The mage girl corrected. "We are partners, partners in the journey, shouldn't we help each other?"

The dwarves have built a strong line of defense, consisting of rocks, shields, spears, and crossbow arrows. Dwarves are master builders. They not only know how to build beautiful and intricate buildings, but also how to build fortifications.

Virginia raised her head, drank a bottle of potion, and wiped the corners of her mouth.