Chapter 117 For the Sharin Mithril Hammer! (Today's 12,000 Burst Update Is Completed)

Chapter 117 For Sharin Mithril Hammer! (Today's 12,000 burst update is completed)

"I think that silver-haired elf is okay."

Watching the elves marching briskly down the hill without hesitation and heading towards the River Valley City, Sharin couldn't help but say: "Among the elves, he is considered a man."

Then she noticed Thorin looking at her coldly.

"Of course, he is as ugly as other elves. I really don't understand why these elves don't grow beards."

Although the dwarves hate elves, no matter what, what Legolas is doing with the elves at this moment is to help the dwarves successfully reach the Lonely Mountain. Unless there is no emotion in their hearts, even dwarves have to respect and appreciate the actions of these elves.

"Not worth being grateful for." Thorin said: "Just watch, they can only shoot two arrows from a distance and then flee. How much attention do you think they can help us attract?"

No dwarf echoed Thorin's words.

As they got closer and closer to the Lonely Mountain, even the dullest dwarves could feel that the king who was once wise and competent in their hearts seemed to be changing.

This change was more obvious because of the traveler.

"Get ready to go." Tang Sen looked up at the beasts that had not left yet. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles. Their goal was themselves from beginning to end. In fact, because of the departure of the elves, they began to move again.

"We can't waste the opportunity created by the elves. Whether we can successfully reach the Lonely Mountain and enter Erebor depends on the weapons in your hands."

Everyone understood the meaning of Tang Sen's words.

This road is destined to be cut out with weapons.

"Nothing can block my way to Erebor." Sharin growled and looked at Tang Sen: "Tang Sen, you only need to think about how to deal with the evil dragon-wait, what are you doing?"

In her eyes, the traveler suddenly took out a set of unique mithril armor and was struggling to put it on.

That mithril armor is not smooth at all. Let's put it this way. Whether it is the helmet, shoulders, or even the chest and back, they are all covered with dense spikes, just like a hedgehog, which makes people feel cold and dare not approach.

"Be prepared for both situations." Tang Sen said while carefully putting on the armor: "Although I have confidence in you, the situation may be very chaotic in the future. In order to avoid being captured by those damn beasts, I must have a certain self-protection ability."

"You are in your current state. Let alone beasts, I feel that I can't do anything about dragons." Sha Lin covered his forehead: "Damn, can mithril armor be used like this?"

"Be more flexible in your mind and be prepared." Tang Sen finally put on this strange set of armor, pulled down the armor, stretched out his hand, and a silver-white mithril thorn sword appeared in his hand.

This time, not only Sha Lin, but all the dwarves widened their eyes.

"Traveler, you're not going to attack anyone, are you?"

The shock this scene gave the dwarf was no different from when the audience was watching a game and suddenly found the 70-80-year-old head coach warming up next to the platform.

"I actually practiced for a while." Tang Sen did not react to the dwarf's surprise at all, and said as a matter of course: "I told you, be prepared."

"Does anyone really think I can't do anything?"

The dwarves nodded in unison.

"Tang Sen, to be honest, your fighting ability is a joke." Sharin said directly: "Don't expect the stuff in your hand to be of any use. The only thing you can expect is to use your actions to make the orcs laugh to death."

"You think you are humorous?"

Tang Sen stared at him dimly.

"In fact, Sharda has always felt that I am not humorous enough." Sharin was a little happy and said: "Thank you for the compliment."

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Dwarf!

Tang Sen didn't want to be so fully armed, but he really didn't have the confidence on his face.

Indeed, this scene in front of him was guided step by step by him. He had expected that it would be a very difficult journey to reach the lonely mountain, but this did not mean that he was fully confident in dealing with it.

After all, this time was different from usual. There was an unknown meat grinder ahead. No one could predict what would happen on the battlefield. Anyone would be uneasy when they went to the battlefield for the first time, and Tang Sen was no exception.

Don't expect that after experiencing several naval battles in the previous world, you will be calm when facing the battlefield ahead. Tang Sen just wanted to say that this was completely different!

Orcs, wargs, ogres, spiders and even ferocious beasts, any thing could break through the dwarf formation and come to him.

At least there was a sword in his hand, although it might not be useful, but it could increase a little confidence.

Looking from a distance, the elves led by Legolas were almost approaching the Dale City, and the Dale City also boiled up. The waves of dark creatures surged out crazily and disorderly. Tang Sen could see that the elves' arrows were constantly shooting, but the waves hardly stopped.

A drop in the bucket.

The dwarves took the opportunity to run along the foothills, avoiding the sight of the Valley City, and rushed all the way to the side of the lonely mountain.

The beasts screamed shrilly above their heads, and then there was a strong wind. These things could not speak like the orcs, so they used this method to inform the dark power of the Valley City that the real owner was here.

Tang Sen buried his head and only focused on running, ignoring the attacking beasts. Without the interference of other things, the dwarves were enough to deal with them.

Shalin's hammer successfully scared off the beasts, but their goal had been achieved. Thorin ran up two steps and looked towards the valley city, and saw that the dark wave had split into a branch and was killing this side.

"Faster! Faster!"

Every minute and every second meant greater danger. Everyone mustered up their strength. The foot of the lonely mountain was only ten miles away. At the normal speed, they could arrive quickly, but those beasts kept harassing and delayed the speed. When everyone finally arrived, there were already densely packed Orc cavalry.

"There is no way around it!" Thorin shouted: "There is only one way up the mountain! It's blocked!"

"Then force your way through!"

Tang Sen looked at the sky, and the day was already halfway through.

"We can't be held back. Once their large army arrives, we won't be able to move forward at all and will be dragged to death here."

Tang Sen ordered forcefully: "Shalin, you and Thorin switch positions and let her lead the way."

The dwarfs' formation has always been Thorin in front, not only because of Thorin's combat effectiveness, but also because of Thorin's status. However, the situation is urgent at this time, and Tang Sen is too lazy to care about Thorin's face. In terms of combat effectiveness, Shalin is much stronger than Thorin.

The dwarves also recognized this, so they did not ask Thorin's opinion again, and silently changed the lineup, letting Thorin come to the deputy position.

I don't know what Thorin is thinking at the moment, but there is no doubt that even if he is angry, the most important thing at the moment is to break through the Orcs' defense line.

The roar of the warg is close at hand, and the two sides collide directly. Shalin's roar resounded throughout the battlefield, and the Mithril Hammer swept across, leaving a hole in front.

But soon the Orc cavalry filled in, and the team barely moved forward one step.

The Orcs they faced this time were different from before. Before, the Orcs would retreat or even flee because of fear, but under Sauron's direct order, no Orc would retreat. They would use their flesh and blood to block everyone's advance.

Dong-dong-

The heavy footsteps came from far away. It was the mountain trolls. They were different from their counterparts in the troll jungle. Although they also hated the sun, it was not fatal to them.

It held two huge chain hammers in its hands, and it swept towards everyone without caring whether the Orc cavalry could dodge or not.

"The formation cannot be dispersed, hold on!"

Shalin made the most correct decision. On this battlefield, if they dispersed to avoid attacks, they would never have a chance to re-form the formation. She shrank behind the giant hammer and rushed towards the chain hammer.

The sound of metal collision was loud enough to make people's brains explode. Sharin was shocked and flew backwards. The dwarves stuck to him one by one, relieving the potential energy on Sharin. Sharin just shook his head, stood firm, and angrily swung the hammer, hitting the troll's chin from bottom to top.

This blow was so powerful that the troll staggered and finally failed to keep his balance. He fell to the ground and crushed two unlucky Orc cavalrymen.

"Keep going! Follow my steps!"

Sharin led the team to continue to advance forward without any pause. Although it was only a snail's pace, it was already a gratifying record in the face of such a huge enemy.

It was not until this time that the dwarves suddenly realized that the beautiful Sharin in their minds actually had a more convincing leadership temperament than Thorin.

She seemed to be born to be suitable for the battlefield and to lead her people to charge.

This boosted the morale of the dwarves, who waved their weapons tirelessly. The enemy's offensive was blocked by the mithril armor, and the occasional ogres and spiders were dealt with by Sharin.

I don't know how long the battle lasted. When the air around them was as red as blood, everyone realized that they were standing at the foot of the lonely mountain. In front of them was a magnificent dwarf sculpture hundreds of meters high, and a hidden and steep staircase was built in the sculpture's dress.

"We're here--"

Sharin turned her head in confusion. There were no more enemies in front of her, and behind her was a bloody road with broken limbs and arms. The orcs were still eyeing her, and there were more and more of them. In the afterglow of the sunset, she couldn't even see where the end of the enemy was.

But finally succeeded. Miraculously, with dozens of people, they fought their way out of the siege of thousands of enemies.

Qili and Fili, who were not cursed, had already collapsed from exhaustion, and the other dwarves were also listless and extremely tired.

"We're here!" Sharin raised the hammer in his hand and shouted, "For Durin!"

"Sharin! Sharin! Sharin!" The dwarves also woke up from their dreams. They almost cried with joy and shouted Sharin's name enthusiastically. Everyone saw with their own eyes how this red-haired female dwarf was invincible on the battlefield. She never fell once. She always stood at the forefront, withstood the greatest pressure, faced the most enemies, but took the dwarves home.

"Mithril Hammer."

The oldest Balin couldn't help but read out this nickname.

The dwarves were silent for a while, and then burst into even louder cheers.

"For Durin!"

"For Sharin Mithril Hammer!"

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