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"Help!" "Help!"

Baggins shouted as he ran as he walked towards the group of dwarves not far ahead.

He was fast, even faster than the athletic deer in the forest, and the two orcs couldn't catch up with him.

The dwarves woke up from their sleep one by one when they heard Baggins' shouts, and Thorin and Gandalf, who were not asleep, were the first to stand up, looking at Baggins a hundred meters away, and the two half-orcs behind him.

"Damn, it's an orc!"

Balin, who had just woken up, wiped his eyes and shouted, with a bit of anger in his tone.

Just as he had finished saying this, a sturdy figure had already rushed out, and every step he took was like the earth roaring, as fast as a cheetah running at full speed.

Everyone's eyes stayed on him, but in two seconds, he had already appeared in front of the two half-orcs, holding a thick and sharp long sword in his hand, and slashed down with a fierce sword.

The power of this sword is no less than the power of a half-orc to chop down a giant axe.

The two-headed half-orc, looking at Suo Lin with a cold and fierce face, showed a rare expression of fear, and his steps turned, as if he wanted to turn around and run back.

But when he saw the half-orc Solin, how could he let them escape.

The heavy blade slashed down, dodged by the orcs, and plunged deep into the dirt.

Solo Lin looked at the half-orc who had run out of a few meters, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and pulled it out, and a large sword weighing more than ten kilograms flew out, tilting and stabbing at the waist of a half-orc.

A terrible scream.

In the midst of this scream, Zolin's footsteps got closer and closer, and he quickly came behind the orc, clasped its head with both hands, and twisted it with all his strength, directly twisting the ugly head off.

Grabbed the heavy sword on the corpse with his backhand, and randomly found an angle to kill the remaining half-orc.

After killing the two half-orcs, Zolin let out a light breath and turned around and walked back to the group, but the expression on his face was still so ugly and cold that people didn't dare to approach.

Baggins noticed that something was wrong with Thorin, and cautiously approached Gandalf's side, and asked softly, "Gandalf, what happened to Thorin Oakshield?"

In Baggins' impression, Thoreen is like a natural leader, strong and brave, with a strong heroic color.

Only tonight's Thoreen has lost his usual composure, and his face is full of distorted anger, looking like an avenger.

"Do you know why he's called Thorin Oak Shield?" Balin leaned over and looked at Solo with a little respect in his eyes.

"Isn't that his name?" Baggins asked rhetorically.

"Shuttle, that's his name, and the oak shield should be his title." Gandalf spoke slowly.

"Oak shield, title?" Baggins was still confused.

Sunrise came back at this time, and approached Gandalf and Balin, and happened to hear them tell them about the origin of the oak shield.

Balin looked nostalgic and said softly, "After the evil dragon Smaug occupied the Lonely Mountain, the first king Thror once led the remaining dwarves to try to recover the ancient dwarven kingdom, Meria."

"But the enemies have already taken the lead, and Meria has been overrun by the Orc Legion, led by the most evil of their kind, Azog the Destroyer."

"That gigantic half-orc, who was so large that he swore to kill the Durin Clan. In that war, he cut off the king's head as soon as he struck a blow, and Thorin's father, Threyn, went mad with grief. He was missing, maybe captured, maybe killed, we don't know. ”

"We had lost our leader, defeat and death, and we were approaching, and at this time I saw him, a young dwarven prince, fighting alone against the destroyer Azog, who fought alone against a powerful enemy, his armor shattered, his shield knocked away, and he could only wield a piece of oak as a shield. On that day, Azog the Destroyer understood that the Durin clan would never perish easily, and they would also pay the price of blood. ”

"We gathered our forces and repelled the orcs, and our enemies were repulsed...... But there was no feast or singing that night, and we were so badly injured that only a few survived. At that time I told myself that there was such a man to follow, and that there was such a man whom I would like to call king. ”

Bahrain's tone of voice was a little flat, but Baggins heard the tragic situation at that time from this passage and felt the tragedy of that time.

He knew what the title Oak Shield contained, and why Thorin Oak Shield became so angry and terrifying when he saw the orc.

When the story was finished, everyone fell silent.

In this heavy atmosphere, it is not suitable to continue to talk about something, they are more willing to rest, recharge their energy, and meet tomorrow's long journey.

After all, they had already seen this group of orcs, on the first day of the expedition, and their road to the Lonely Mountain was destined to be full of twists and turns and blood.

If they hadn't been mentally minded and prepared, they might have become the half-orc corpses they are today, lying cold in this forest.

The next morning, the dwarves got up early, and by the way, they woke up Baggins, who was still asleep.

Baggins still thought he was living in the hut, and was greatly dissatisfied with the noise of the dwarves, only to realize that he had left the hut for a day and had not continued to speak.

Everyone looked for dead branches, lit the fire that had been extinguished last night, and prepared to make a fire for cooking.

After tasting their dry food last night, Chenyang decided to rank that kind of food behind the Exorcist Plane stew, which was second on the list of unpalatable, so naturally it was impossible for them to continue to prepare this kind of food.

He would rather bring out his own spare food for breakfast for fifteen than taste that painful dry food in the morning.

After breakfast, everyone set out on the journey again.

It was just afternoon, and everyone stopped again because of some quarrels, and camped to wait for the end of this quarrel.

Bahrain and Dugolin stood by, looking a little overwhelmed.

If it was someone else who was arguing, they might have been able to go up and persuade them, or settle the quarrel with a duel, but the two sides of the quarrel were Gandalf the Grey-robed Wizard and Thorin Oak Shield.

It's not within their reach.

The reason for the quarrel between the two is the elves of the Hidden Valley ahead.

Gandalf hoped to be able to go there and get help from the elves, at least get a good night's sleep, and replenish some food and other supplies. Moreover, they still have a map in their hands that they can't read, and they need the help of Lord Elrond.

But for Thorin Oak Shield, the damned elves disgusted him just as much as the orcs, and he remembered the time when the dragon spewed fire and drove them out of the lonely mountain.

The Elven King stood in the valley not far away, ignoring their flight and leading his army to turn away.