Riding on a white horse, Edward galloped across the open field, the tracking skill is a must-learn skill for witchers, and he can easily see the dwarves' tracks and chase Thorin and his party. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

According to a sketch map given to Edward by King Elrond, this area is the outskirts of the Misty Mountains, with rough and inaccessible roads, and there have been recent reports of half-orcs and even the legendary Golem.

When the plains and hills disappeared, Edward was faced by a towering mountain range, and Edward had to jump off his horse and lean down to check the footprints on the ground.

"There are no horses in Thorin's party, but there are traces of mounts here. ”

"There are a lot of them, there are more than thirty of them, and judging by the shape of the footprints, this is undoubtedly the mount of the half-orcs. ”

"There are orcs chasing them. ”

Edward came to a conclusion.

He had learned of Thorin's identity, the heir to the Dwarven kingdom of Durin and the king of the mountain.

More than 150 years ago, when a war broke out between dwarves and orcs, Thorin's grandfather was killed by the orc leader Azog, who also cut off Azog's left hand. It was then that Thorin got his nickname "Oak Shield".

Now that the Dwarves of Durin have declined, the Orcs have begun to rise again, and these Orcs must have heard of Thorin's whereabouts and purpose, and came to hunt them down.

At that moment, Edward's keen ears heard a slight trembling sound, as if a large group of men and horses were silently sneaking around, and this was the destination.

The movement of the horses could not have been so slight, and only a wolf with a fleshy palm could have made the ground shake so low.

Edward jumped onto a boulder and looked into the distance, and sure enough, he spotted a group of orcs of about fifty heading towards it.

"Hmph, orc. Just let me experiment with the performance of the new weapon. ”

Edward looked at the group of orcs, took off the yew longbow, put the arrow on the longbow, and pulled it into a full moon at once, and did not need to throw it, but aimed straight at the half-orc team that was still in the distance.

This team of orcs was a reinforcement to reinforce the pursuit force, and the last time the pursuit force was completely wiped out, making the orcs realize the existence of powerful people among the enemy. Pursuing a group of unmounted dwarves in the hills, even with the help of elven cavalry, is unlikely to be wiped out, and the only explanation is that they are caught off guard by powerful men.

That's why the leader of the orcs ordered another group of orcs with a large number of them to come and reinforce them.

While the leading orc was still fantasizing about the delicacy of human flesh, a huge force lifted him from the wolf and pinned him to a half-orc behind him, the sharp pain in his chest made him gradually blur, and he could only feel him and another orc smash to the ground, roll a few times and fall into darkness.

"Enemy attack!"

The orcs shouted loudly in orc language, and the forward formation changed into a scattered formation.

They spotted the figure standing on a boulder in the distance, and rushed towards Edward with a howl, despite the leader being killed.

There were also orc archers who shot arrows on the back of the wolf, but they couldn't hit the human at such a distance, not even half the range.

However, Edward's deadly arrows continued to reduce their numbers, and one after another orcs and wolves were carried up by powerful arrows, screaming in the air, and rolling on the ground into silence.

Most orcs are fearless to death, and only run away when the situation is very bad.

The casualties weren't enough to retreat, and they were close to the human.

Edward put away his longbow, grabbed the end of the sword cloth behind his left shoulder, and pulled hard, and the heavy sword star spun in the air as the sword cloth was withdrawn.

Edward glanced at the spinning star with admiration, and when it fell, he grabbed the hilt of his sword with one hand and swung it a few times, staring sharply at the orcs who were rushing towards the boulder.

"My friend, it's meal time. ”

Edward jumped up from the boulder and held the epee in front of him, shrinking his body behind the star as much as he could. The orc's rain of arrows was either blocked by the stars and made a clanging sound, or they shot into the air and fell into the distance.

Blood and internal organs splashed, Edward, who landed in a forceful manner, split a half-orc and a wolf in half, Edward who broke into the enemy formation was like a wolf into a flock, and the huge heavy sword star Yao was danced by him impenetrable, and the sharp blade was like a silver whirlwind, raging among the half-orcs, as long as it touched a little, it was either dead or injured.

Edward's fighting skills were unmatched, especially in the midst of enemy battles, which their demon hunters excelled at. His weapons weren't just epee stars, his free left fist, spiked knee pads, and armor boot tips were all his weapons. Most of the half-orc wolves were killed by spiked knee pads through their throats, and a few were cut in half by Epgen Star along with their owners.

Of course, in this kind of chaotic army, Edward will inevitably be hit, but his strong physique and recovery ability make the attack of the orcs ineffective, and the terrifying human in front of him after being hit by their weapons, at most he snorted lightly, and there was no scream they imagined to collapse, and the counterattack that followed would make them shattered and die on the spot!

And in fact, the Li family demon hunters will basically be in minor injuries for a long time, and their strong adaptability will make their physique and recovery ability very good, this is a masochistic cultivation method for the Li family demon hunters to use their family talents to enhance their physique. In Middle-earth, the lower demon plane, as long as Edward does not kill with one blow, he will become stronger and stronger.

The carnage in the Misty Mountains continued until evening, and Edward stood among the corpses of orcs and wolves, watching the three orcs flee in the distance. He gasped slightly, and with a flick of the heavy sword Xingyao, the blood stained on it was thrown to the ground, and the heavy sword Xingyao once again returned to its original silver light flashing appearance.

After re-examining his beloved weapon, and seeing that Xingyao was not damaged in the slightest, he carefully wrapped it in a sword cloth and carried it behind his back.

Afterwards, Edward cleaned up the battlefield briefly, and found that the orcs had nothing good to scavenge for, so he only picked up some arrows to replenish his quiver, comforted the frightened white horse, and led it to climb the steep cliff.

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The Misty Mountains are steep and difficult to navigate, and they are covered in fog all year round, with lightning and thunder. The narrow road allows only two people to walk in parallel, with a steep mountain wall on one side and a bottomless cliff on the other. Edward may have been able to pass easily, but it was a bit difficult to lead a horse.

The white horse, though unusual, had it ever seen such a terrifying environment? On several occasions it had fallen into the cliff with one foot in the air, and Edward had pulled it up.

Edward kept patting it gently, constantly comforting and encouraging it, so that the white horse had the courage to move on.

Until nightfall, Edward did not see the legendary Golem, but finally found the tracks of Thorin and his party again.

It was a cave, and the inside of the cave had collapsed, and a hole had appeared. There were also pots and pans left behind by Thorin and his party next to the cave, apparently they had been attacked.

Looking at this bottomless cavern, Edward remembered the goblins that lived inside the mountains or underground.

Luckily, the cave was still a bit steep, and Edward and White Horse were able to climb slowly down the steep slope.

At the bottom of the cavern, Edward was presented with a vast underground kingdom, where a large number of goblins gathered in the wood-framed kingdom, singing mournfully and unknowingly, as if they were having a funeral.