Chapter 114: The horn of war sounds

"Dann II has arrived at the Lonely Mountain with 50,000 Iron Foot Army."

In front of the stream, Thrandui looked serious: "Thorin must have obtained the Akon Gem, and if we wait for the remaining dwarven tribes to answer the call, even if the dwarves and orcs are defeated, we may have to pay some price." ”

Greenach stood by and listened, though it was an older goblin who had not fought in a war.

In the past, war was too far away for goblins.

Swallowing the ripe demon spider, Zhang Chen's voice was low and hoarse: "Akon gem is power, Lonely Mountain is wealth, now that Thorin has power and wealth in his hands, do you think he is willing to share it with a few dwarven tribes?" ”

In the original book, only the Iron Foot Army of the Iron Hills came to support, and if it weren't for Thorin's final awakening, I am afraid that the Iron Foot Army would have to be wiped out.

"If there is only the Iron Foot Army, even if there are no goblins in the battle, the elves can give you the results of the battle."

Thranduil's tone was calm and with absolute confidence.

Zhang Chen, the combat power of the elf clan, knew that he did have such strength, even the female elf warriors were extremely strong.

"Dwarves aside, is there any news from the orcs?"

"The Elven Warrior has sent news."

Thrandui's eyes were solemn, and he said, "In the hills more than ten miles to the southeast, there are nearly 100,000 orc legions marching towards the Lonely Mountain, just as the king expected, their purpose is the Northlands, and the villages and towns along the way have been slaughtered. ”

"You know the cruelty of the war better than me, continue to monitor the situation in Gushan, and spread the news in addition."

"I see."

When Thranduy left, Zhang Chen's eyes fell on Grinach.

Greenach knelt down on one knee and said sincerely, "King, goblins can fight for you until the last moment of your life. ”

"Of course I know your loyalty, and when the war is over, Lone Mountain will be the new home of the goblins."

"Yes"

As the night wore into the darkness and dwarves, the dwarves in armor and armed themselves patrolled the capital.

The interior of the Lonely Mountain Palace was silent.

The stairs were stacked upward, and on the throne at the top, Thorin sat upright, distraught.

He didn't send people to the Iron Hills at all, but now that Dane II was in front of him, it was not easy for him to drive people directly, and he probably couldn't drive them away.

"Dane, are you only here for the treasure of the Lonely Mountain?"

Dane II said aloud, "Of course not, the dwarves have sworn allegiance to the Akon Gems, but you can't let me help you fight for nothing, right?"

That's a legion of 100,000 and a half orcs.

Even if there is support from the south, we will have to hold it up until then. ”

Without an army of 10,000 and a half orcs as decoy, the dwarves were quick to get the news.

Yesterday, the news of the orc army attacking the Northland had spread, and Dane II also stayed under pressure.

Gushan's wealth is too huge, and he also wants to get a piece of the pie.

On the throne, Thorin's eyes were deep, and he spoke for a long time, "Well, when the war is over, I am willing to share my treasure with you." ”

Hearing this, Dane II's face was full of smiles, and he said fiercely: "If the orcs want the Northland, they have to ask the Iron Foot Army, we won the battle for Moria back then, and now we can still win." ”

News of the orcs marching into the Northland spread like a virus.

People everywhere in the Northland are terrified, some are frightened, some are indifferent, they are just ordinary people, victims of war.

Compared with the common people, the officials in the towns and cities were terrified, and the managers and businessmen from various countries had the urge to pack their bags and run away.

The orcs are menacing, the dwarves and elves are the last line of defense, once the Northland falls, the orcs will not let them go, and the best outcome is to become slaves of the orcs.

Rumors swirled, but the orcs did not stop, trampling villages and towns and roaring.

Dwarves and orcs have a deep enmity like the sea, and the Dwarven Iron Foot Army is ready to meet the enemy.

At this time, the mayor of Longlake led the townspeople to take refuge in Thorin and ask the dwarves for help, and the orcs arrived in the Northlands, even if Longlake Town was a small town in the middle of the lake.

Caught in the villages and towns within a dozen miles in the middle, some people choose to flee, and some are confused.

The orcs were so ferocious and ferocious that they did not spare the villages and towns, and the butcher's knives in their hands fell, staining the Northland red with blood.

Two days later, dark clouds will cover the top, and there will be a torrential rain in the northland.

In the dark dense forest dozens of miles away from the lonely mountain, on the plain outside the dense forest, the goblin army was lined up in a tight and orderly manner, and on the other side were the archers and warriors of the elves.

Led by Thranduil, the elven archers and warriors were richly dressed and had solemn expressions, showing a murderous atmosphere.

Goblin warriors are more than inferior, they are used to the wild, they wear leather armor to block their crotch, their upper bodies are naked/naked, and their training has only been started for a month, and the effect is not obvious.

However, they all understand who gave what they have now.

They are not afraid of war, they are afraid of losing what they have now.

The trees swayed, and the figure like a mountain rushed out of the dark forest, Zhang Chen's body circled up, and his pale golden vertical pupils overlooked his own army.

No, it's his army.

A full 50,000 elven warriors, 20,000 goblin warriors, silent and fearless of war.

Thrandui rode on the elk, with a long sword at his waist, and said, "King, the elven warriors are ready to set off at any time. ”

"It's the same with Goblin Warriors."

Greenach stood at the front in armor, and Stephens was a rare non-smoker with a serious face.

Withdrawing his gaze from the elven warriors, Zhang Chen was very satisfied, Thrandui's army was definitely a strange army, and the goblins needed time to hone.

"Don't be too nervous, we're just going to finish the day, and by the way, we will take over the territory of the Northland, and the Northland will be ruled by you in the future, and the wealth of the Lonely Mountain will also belong to you."

The dark clouds pressed on the top, Zhang Chen spit out the snake letter, and said: "Set off, the goal is Gushan." ”

The order was given, and Thranduil walked in front on an elk with his arm raised, the elven warriors following closely in a neat pace, and the goblins following slowly.

Dark clouds covered the sky, pouring rain poured down, and at the gate of the lonely mountain city, the Iron Foot Legion bathed in the rain, staring at the hillside thousands of kilometers away.

On the hillside, the orc commander rode on the back of a wolf, holding a scimitar in his hand, and his appearance was hideous.

Behind the orc commander, a dense army of orcs occupies the plains, the ogre Harazi has flowed to the ground, and the giant orc infantry can't wait to destroy the city walls.

Woowoo......

High on the mountain, the horn of war sounds, and the orc commander roars.

"Start attacking!"

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