The sky is getting brighter,

On a hill in the distance of the Burning Iron Hills King's City.

A group of strong, armoured, ugly and filthy orcs,

He was standing above the hills and looking out at the burning iron hilly royal city in the distance.

Under the crotch of this group of orcs is each tall wolf with a body size of more than two meters or so, and red eyes.

The wolves were staring at the smell of blood coming from the battlefield in the distance, and they were restless and ready to move back and forth.

"Boss, I don't think those monsters need our help at all."

"Why don't we rush into the dwarven royal city now and get a piece of the pie."

"Anyway, those monsters are similar to us, and we haven't tasted fresh dwarves in a long time."

At this moment, an orc suddenly opened his mouth and asked the strong orc standing in front of the group of orcs.

"Yes, yes, Boss!"

"That dragon is so terrifying, we don't need to go up and help."

"But, you see, we've run so far this time, and even these babies under us are hungry!"

"We'll run away after we grab it, and those monsters will definitely chase us a lot."

I heard the orc speak the hearts of the orcs.

Suddenly, several orcs spoke.

As soon as the orc opened his mouth, even the wolf under his crotch suddenly heard a lot more clearly.

He immediately raised his hideous wolf head and looked at the strong orc at the front with an expectant expression.

"A bunch of fools, the master told us to find a way to go up when the other party needed help, just to gain the dragon's favor."

"It's also to let other forces know the relationship between the two of us, and we rushed into the Iron Hill King City like this to grab the spoils of war with the other party."

"Believe it or not, the other party killed us together!"

Very strong body, tightly bound by strips of hollow black armor, bare and slightly flattened head, is a barbed steel tightly wrapped around the head.

One eye, but the other eye socket has been replaced by dark steel.

The half-orc leader, with cloudy eyes and a mouth full of messy but sharp fangs, looked at the group of dwarves behind him and shouted.

He is the Orc Borg, the only son of Asog the Pale Orc, the leader of the Orc army.

This was the first time that his father, Asog, had left him alone on such an important task as befriending the dragon of Irub.

"Although the monster army under the command of the Irubor Dragon is too strong this time, I haven't been able to find a suitable opportunity to make a move."

"Presumably my father won't blame himself."

"But I can't let my little people run around with me and still be hungry."

Thinking of this, Borg grinned, revealing a mouth full of messy red fangs and said with a cruel smile:

"But you're right."

"We've really come a long way, and even our darlings are hungry."

"In this way, we won't go to the Iron Hill King City, there are dragons in there, and we will definitely be torn apart if we rush in!"

"But we can go there!"

Borg said as he pointed to the battlefield further afield and continued:

"There's meat everywhere there, and there's no one to watch it now, so we can have a big meal."

"The boss is wise..."

"LinkedIn..."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!"

As soon as the orc Borg's voice fell, the large group of orcs behind him immediately shouted excitedly.

"Shut up!"

"Let's go down now, all of them whisper to me!"

"Let's go!"

As soon as the orc leader Borg finished speaking, he immediately rode the wolf down the hill.

The large group of orcs behind him also immediately followed, sneaking quickly towards the battlefield in the distance.

......

At the same time,

To the east of the Misty Mountains, there is a place of quiet, beautiful and peaceful peace.

There are many Sylvan elves living here, and this is the woodland kingdom.

At this time, in the depths of the woodland kingdom.

On the throne beneath a towering tree,

The tall and handsome Elven King Thranduil was sitting upright on his throne, his eyes closed.

But in front of the throne, a young elf with a thin but equally handsome face was talking.

On the side of the young handsome elf, a female elf with a sturdy body and wild facial features also interjected from time to time.

"Father, Iron Hills has sent several letters asking for help."

"Are we really not thinking about going to the rescue?"

"First Irub, now Iron Hills."

"Father, if we don't stop the pace of that blue dragon, I'm afraid it's likely to be our turn next time!"

Legolas Greenleaf held the letter in his hand and looked at his indifferent father on the throne with a worried face.

"Your Majesty, Legolas is right!"

"Besides, we have always had an alliance with the dwarves of Turin, so isn't it good to look like this..."

Captain Tariel of the Guard also spoke.

It's just that even if the two of them say so, the elf king on the throne doesn't seem to have any statement.

For a moment, the entire Elven King's Court was silent.

The breeze blew, and all that was left was the rustling of falling leaves from the towering trees above.

After a long time, the elven king Thranduil finally opened his eyes.

Looking at the son and the captain of the guard in front of him, he said:

"No, Legolas, Tariel, you don't understand!"

"If you haven't fought a dragon, you'll never understand the horror of a dragon!"

Thranduil stood up, stepped down from his throne, and walked to the side of the royal court, looking at the crystal clear water not far away.

"I swore that I would never let our people suffer the wrath of the dragon again!"

"Even if you don't hesitate to break the covenant!"

"As for whether the dragon will attack our woodland kingdom again, you can rest assured."

"After the destruction of Iron Hills this time, the threat of other forces to the dragon will definitely not be able to sit still."

"When the time comes, it's not too late for us to send troops!"

Thranduil's face was grim, and his language was equally cold.

"Even if that's the case, do we just watch our allies being slaughtered by dragons?"

"Father!"

Legolas said urgently.

"Of course!"

"Legolas, don't forget who you are!"

"You are an elf, you are the prince of the woodland kingdom, you only need the people of the woodland kingdom to be responsible!"

Hearing his son's eager voice,

Shalandil turned his head abruptly and looked at his son Legolas with a serious expression.

At the same time,

It's not just a woodland kingdom in the dark jungle.

In the human kingdom of Rohan, in the town of Changhe, where humans gather, and even in the town of River Valley.

As long as the major forces are close to the Iron Hills, almost all of them have received letters for help and rescue from the Iron Hills Kingdom.

But in the face of the fierce and monstrous, even the powerful Iron Hills Dwarf Kingdom only lasted less than a day for the blue dragon.

No force dares to send troops lightly. 8)