Chapter 417 Arrival

When the first ray of morning light shone on the east gate of Moria, there was a commotion in the orc defense line, and a gray-black torrent on the northern horizon occupied everyone's vision...

Yin Lubo's dwarf army finally arrived!

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"Bang!" The tired dragonhawk knights fell from the sky, and they gathered around Thorin.

"Warriors, what's going on?" Thorin looked at the knights under his command.

"The situation is not particularly good. Orcs have been trying to attack the east gate. I guess the east gate hall has been lost!" Yade said to Thorin.

"Is it so bad?" Thorin's face turned pale.

"Yes, all the men have taken up arms and are fighting, and King Balin is seriously injured..." Yade looked at Thorin and shrugged.

"We tried our best. Although we killed many orcs, they have now learned to disperse and heavy crossbows are a big trouble..." Yade shook his head. After all, even giant dragons will be afraid of large-scale heavy crossbows!

"Thank you for your hard work. You can have a good rest. Leave the rest to us!" Thorin comforted. These days of fighting have exhausted the dragon eagle knights physically and mentally, and one dragon eagle was hit by a heavy crossbow. If this tired army is forced to enter the battlefield, casualties are likely to occur. For the dwarves who have few dragon eagle knights, Thorin is not willing to see them coveting this air advantage and causing the dragon eagles to pay casualties!

"Yes! Your Highness, if you need anything, please give us your orders. We will appear on the battlefield at any time!" The stocky dwarf knight hammered his chest, and the solid steel armor crackled with his hammer.

"I will!" Thorin smiled and nodded, appearing very friendly. It must be said that Thorin, who was not affected by the dragon's curse, really had the demeanor of a king. The nobility of the Turin bloodline was really not just talk.

"I wish you tear those bastards to pieces!" Yade bowed and turned away.

"It seems that the situation is not good!" Dvalin touched his nose and sighed, and learned from Yade that the strength of these orcs is indeed extraordinary!

"No matter what, we have to put an end to these guys!" Thorin glanced at Dwalin. He had already made up his mind. If Balin and the others were still alive, he would rescue his own people and beat up those bastards by the way. ! If Moria has fallen, he will lead the dwarf army to slaughter the dwarves in the Misty Mountains from the inside out to avenge Balin and the others! All in all, since I have come all the way here, I have absolutely no reason to let go of these idiots with cerebral palsy!

"Order my troops! Blow the war horn! Tell the bastards on the other side! The Dwarf King is coming!" Thorin waved the beast's biting sword. At this moment, the beast's biting sword had begun to glow with a dull light, proving that there was something in the distance. Orcs exist!

"Fight! Children of Turin! Stand tall! Hold your weapons high! Our people are trapped in the mines of Moria, and the orcs have blocked Moria! Trying to start another battle of Azanubiza! They want to Let the descendants of Turin shed all their blood here! They want our cries to resound throughout the Dinriel Valley! How can we do what they want!" Thorin raised his arms and shouted.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The passion of the dwarf army was mobilized by Thorin. The angry dwarves roared and slapped their armor and shields with weapons.

"Roar!" The dwarves roared, causing the orc army outside the east gate of Moria to retreat a little. When groups of dwarves wearing heavy armor gathered into a torrent of steel and rushed down from the horizon, the entire The battlefield has become quiet!

"Fight! For Turin! For home! For compatriots! Soldiers move forward!" Thorin waved his beast-biting sword and took the lead!

"Kill!" The dwarves were driven by the king's momentum! They all followed the king and rushed toward the orcs...

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"Idiot! Get in line! Block those dwarves!" Orc officers shuttled across the battlefield, driving their soldiers to face the army led by Thorin, and at the same time, they faced death!

"Don't retreat! Kill those barbarians! Kill them and this place will be ours!" One by one, the orc commanders encouraged their soldiers. For them, as long as they killed the dwarf reinforcements, they would soon be able to Enter this ancient dungeon again! As for the dwarves left behind? Just a flimsy piece of shit!

"Hold them off! Don't retreat! Maintain the formation!" Officers shuttled through the formation, shouting loudly, because they knew that the disaster would be no less than if those heavy iron cans rushed into their formation. As a result of the attack of the cavalry.

So every Orc commander is using the back of his sword and scolding to get every Orc to return to where they should be, trying to use those ordinary Orcs as cannon fodder to stop one of the most terrifying heavy armored infantry in Middle-earth. A dwarf heavy warrior!

However, it turns out that cannon fodder will always be cannon fodder. Unless it is an elite group of heavily-armed orcs from Gambada who are resisting the dwarf army led by Thorin head-on, otherwise, if you want to rely on the poor ordinary half-orcs who can't even get enough leather armor, The orc cannon fodder blocked the charging dwarf army led by Thorin himself. Unless the dwarf got into Ollie's brain and threw himself to death...

Isn't this... Thorin and his little brother easily opened the brains of the Orc forward, "Pop!" Is the sound of the skull exploding good? What sounds good is a good start!

"Kill!" Thorin's single-edged sword was swung, and several heads shot up into the sky. The orcs were unable to stop his steps. Occasionally, tricky attacks would be blocked by his shield. The entire orc forward was like a leek. Harvested by him wantonly!

The dwarf king's guards behind him were not to be outdone. They formed a battle formation and followed Thorin closely. While they were guarding Thorin from sneak attacks in the dark, they were also smoothing out Thorin's attacks to ensure that Thorin would not be attacked. Attacked by enemies on both sides!

"Roar!" Dvalin roared, and in everyone's shocked eyes, a huge orc commander was smashed from "vertical screen" to "horizontal screen" with a hammer... It was also a folded and compressed version.

Dwalin, who pulled out the war hammer from the corpse, glanced at the orcs in front of him with bloodthirsty eyes. The guilty orcs retreated after being touched by his gaze, and no one even dared to look into his eyes.

"Bang!" Dwalin, who noticed a flash of cold light from the corner of his eyes, had no time to think about it and could only subconsciously swing his war hammer!

Amidst the huge explosion, the crossbow of a heavy crossbow was smashed to pieces by Dvalin, and even his mithril-made warhammer had an obvious dent.

"Heavy crossbow! Shield! Rush over and destroy them!" The faces of the dwarves changed one after another. With their high military literacy, they certainly would not give up the opportunity to remove the enemy's heavy firepower.

"Buzz! Buzz!" Several rays of cold light whizzed past their heads. It was the dwarves' war equipment that was unleashing its power!