Chapter 135: The Half-Orc Army (3,000 Words)

The magnificent hall, the magnificent giant palace, everyone walked quietly in this huge hall like a humble ant, everyone had a heart of awe and shock of ancient skills, even breathing carefully, as if a great king was watching them. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The hall was silent, only the footsteps and breathing of everyone, which seemed solemn and solemn, but just when everyone was immersed in the dwarves' superb skills, Jin Pi suddenly ran to the side, Gandalf shouted, but the dwarf who ran wildly did not look back, the wizard waved his hand helplessly, the veterans glanced at each other, Zhang Yinyuan watched the dwarf run towards a small house, his tongue against his front teeth (this is the house with a coffin in the plot)

Sure enough, Gandalf and everyone hurried towards the door opened by the dwarf, and just entered the room, what caught his eyes was a ray of sunlight that had not been seen for many days shining on a huge coffin from outside the mountain wall, and the golden thunderbolt was lying on it, crying like a child, and the tears fell on the sarcophagus full of ashes and dust, and smashed out small balls of water that were wrapped in dust and rolled.

Kong Yan nodded at Xie Meng slightly, her eyes behind the crystal lenses narrowed slightly, her hand stretched out, her wrists were snow-white, her fingers were slender, and there was a faint light on her clean nails, and the transparent spiritual power swept into the entire hut like seawater from the center of her smooth eyebrows, rolling up the dust and condensing into a small gray ball in the air, everything was as if it had just been wiped, and even the inside of the skeleton on the ground exuded a unique light from bones.

"Bahrain rests here, son of Fondin, king of Moriah... Gandalf's voice was a little low, he took off his hat to show sadness and respect, lowered his head, glanced at his feet, moved his feet back slightly, and picked up a book with a thick pile of dust. "He's dead... Sure enough, there are no dwarves left in the whole of Moria... ”

The reincarnators who are familiar with the plot are naturally too lazy to take care of the sadness of the plot characters, but Zhang Yinyuan still deliberately makes a sad expression, this is a skill he has always had, crying when others are sad, and smiling when the other party is happy, although it looks very simple, but it is Zhang Yinyuan's tried and tested friendship skills from childhood to adulthood, just seen by the dwarves, although he knows that this has nothing to do with others, but it also makes the grieving dwarves have a good impression of this human woman, Kong Yan held her glasses and carefully looked at the paper and carvings on the wall, remembering the map of this huge pit little by little, Xie Meng glanced at it slightly, picked up a piece of paper from the ground, shook off the dust, and was about to say something, but suddenly closed her mouth, her brows were furrowed tightly, her eyes were full of thinking light, she thought about it, whispered something to Zheng Hao beside her, and then handed him the paper, Zheng Hao stared at the paper and there was a ball of light in his eyes, but he quickly disappeared, nodded, and also looked at the map on the wall, Seems to be looking for something.

"Bang!" A loud and muffled voice rang out from under itself, and it was unknown what the falling object had fallen on, and the sound amplified by the echo reflection of the pit echoed throughout the underground world, Gandalf turned his head and looked at the hobbit in front of him with an apologetic but still a little embarrassed and indifferent grinning back, and in front of him, the rope on a deep well, was still shaking.

No one moved, not even breathing, and after a dead silence, just as the hobbit was about to say something, the dull sound of war drums and the sound of a vague roar reached everyone's ears through the thick walls.

"Uh。。。。。 This is... The hobbit opened up awkwardly.

"Shut up! Close, old guy! Xie Meng ordered loudly without waiting for the Ring Guard Team to make a decision.

"Boom!" This is the sound of Gu Jianjun slamming the door shut.

"Zheng Hao, find the pile!" The little fat man directly put the sarcophagus on the door, and quickly supported the door with the surrounding wood.

"Yeonko! Scout the enemy! Kong Yan closed her eyes, and a ripple of spiritual power spread out of the gate.

The good qualities of the veterans in ordering and prohibiting are evident, and the absolute obedience to the commander and the tacit understanding of the instructions that are almost effective in the voice of the voice are carried out efficiently.

"Boxer! Protect the newcomers! Zhang Yinyuan was stunned for a moment, a pair of red fingerless gloves were thrown over by Xie Meng, and subconsciously took them in his hand, and the prompt of the 'Lord God' sounded.

"Obtain a C-level weapon, the Flame Sun Gauntlet, which can be used with any positive power, including positive true qi, mana, internal force, true element, fighting energy, and life force。。。。。。 Transforms masculine power into real flames. ”

Zhang Yinyuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly put on this pair of gloves, and with a force, red and blue flames rose from his hands, and the mana began to be slowly consumed, seeing this scene Xie Meng showed an expression that was not as I expected, he felt the fluctuation of the flame power on the other party when Zhang Yinyuan and the ring spirit were desperate, and he had a certain guess about the other party's exercises (I didn't expect that there are really exercises in the real world, but will it be left by the people of the space after they go back?). ）

Zhang Yinyuan also felt the effect of this pair of gloves, and compared the difference between this pair of gloves from the main god space and the equipment of the god space (the main god is not digitized, so his equipment is only additional special effects and no attributes, which is more suitable for people with certain combat experience, and the equipment and attributes of the space are more suitable for newcomers who have no skills, both have their own advantages and disadvantages.) ）

"Do!" The sharp arrows pierced into the wooden door that had begun to decay, and after passing through most of the arrows, he remained on the door weakly, looking at the crumbling door, Xie Meng turned his head, his eyes were already golden at some point, with the majesty of an emperor, Xie Meng said to Gandalf: "What now? Sorcerer? ”

Gandalf glared fiercely at the eventful hobbit, laughing at the other party, and then at the determined-eyed Fellowship of the Ring, but hesitated a little when he saw the newcomer to the reincarnation.

"Great gray-robed wizards, since they have come here, then they have the consciousness of a warrior, and they die on the battlefield, they are the destination of warriors, the door is about to open, make a decision!"

"We must hurry to the Caesar-Dum Bridge as soon as possible, and from there we will pass..."

"Is it a breakout? In that direction? Xie Meng interrupted Gandalf.

"This way!" With the direction of Gandalf's finger, the door cracked a gap one person wide, and the elven prince's arrow immediately made a piercing sound and shot through the brains of the first half-orcs who rushed in, and the newcomers grabbed the steel knives and trembled, looked at Zhang Yinyuan pitifully, rolled his eyes weakly, and said loudly in the overwhelming howl of the half-orcs: "Look at what I'm doing?" Just run with them for a while! ”

"He said you should protect me... Zhao Chuge said weakly.

"That's why you stand motionless in the sea of soldiers and let others cut you?" Zhang Biao didn't wait for Zhang Yinyuan to speak, so he scolded Zhao Chuge in one sentence.

"Boom!" The gate finally collapsed completely.

With a long scream, the roar of the typhoon blowing a huge wave of air, and the sky was full of smoke and dust! A cool breath rushes from the soles of your feet to your head!

The howls of terror, the rudimentary weapons, the primitive and hideous appearance, the gray-brown skin, the yellowed teeth, the ugly orcs, crowded into the darkness far away, trampling and tearing each other.

The huge trolls trampled several orcs to death at every step, and some of the grumpy big guys felt that the orcs in front of them were too in the way, and under the stimulation of the hunger for fresh human flesh and blood and the frenzy for killing, the red-eyed trolls simply waved a pair of big hands like two propellers, flapping and twitching frantically, countless orcs were slapped in the air and broken bones, and the terrible howl stimulated everyone's heart.

Rough workmanship, full of wild orc-style weapons and well-made, even after hundreds of years of use, the dwarven weapons are still cold and shining in the light of the torches, the trolls holding huge stones as siege cones let out a piercing roar, and at the urging of the half-orcs who were frantically beating war drums on their backs, they threw the boulder at the Ring Squad, and with a big hand, the fanatical orc's whole body was pinched and crackled, and he couldn't wait to taste the delicious flesh and blood. Biting the upper body of the half-orc who was still screaming, he let out an excited "purr" cry, tearing and chewing raw, stimulated by the strong smell of blood of the same kind, the half-orc was even more crazy like a tide rushing forward, and even the half-orc, who had almost lost his mind, climbed onto the back of the troller again, beat the war drum with his own hands, and screamed loudly.

This is a brutal bloodthirsty that human armies will never have.

This is an extremely rare fear of death even for non-human races.

This is the savage wildness that any intelligent life would be afraid of.

This is the lowest and most qualified army of terrorists in Middle-earth.

They don't care about casualties, they don't fear pain, they don't know fear at all.

Letting out a terrible howl like a predatory beast, they let their companions' weapons cut bloody wounds on their bodies, dragging their internal organs away from their bodies, letting their organs be trampled to smithereens by the dirty feet of their own kind pressed from behind, and rushed forward with all their might, just to collide with the Ring Guard Team as soon as possible.

The eyes of the people who want to devour people are like evil ghosts that have not eaten for tens of thousands of years, ugly and hateful faces, gulps of saliva, saliva hanging on the lips, and weapons wielded, this is from the craziest emptiness of the fanaticism, but also from the greed driven by the bloodthirsty cruelty in the depths of the heart!

In the shadows, under the endless army in the rear, the orcs in the front row were like the vanguard of the tsunami, and like the death squad of the avalanche, with a huge impact, they launched a desperate charge towards the Ring Guard!

Zhang Yinyuan looked at the lineup that was far more crazy than the pirates in the top war and the army that was crowded like sardines in a can, and a bloody fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he licked his lips.

"Come on, I want to take a red bath...