Chapter 418 The Collision of Blood and Fire

"Attack!" The dwarf soldiers advanced steadily and orderly under the command of officers at all levels. They were like eternally silent mountains. Although they didn't say a word, they were already deafening and enlightening just standing there! This is the strongest dwarf!

"I! King under the mountain! Thorin II will lead the dwarf army to defend our homeland of Moria again!" Thorin drew out his long blade and raised it high, and the beast-biting sword glowed brightly in his hand.

"Crack!" Several scalp-numbing explosions suddenly exploded in the sky. The dwarf's anti-arrow crossbow successfully collided with the orc's heavy crossbow in the air. Along with flying sawdust and debris, both sides were heavy. The first wave of weapons exchanges came to an end.

"Poof!" The sharp and heavy dwarf sword slashed from top to bottom. As the blade passed by, several orcs were instantly disemboweled, and the steaming organs and internal organs flowed all over the ground. The dying Orc!

Yes, when the Lonely Mountain Dwarf army led by Thorin clashed with the Misty Mountains Orcs, he discovered that these Orcs were not strong. As the two sides began to fight hand-to-hand, the entire Orc forward was like cutting wheat, but A wave of charges made its lineup become messy.

Soon, in the eyes of the orcs with shock and fear, the dwarf army crashed directly into the orcs. With the shrill wailing, the orc forward was quickly divided and driven away by the dwarves. In fact, the whole process went smoothly. Lin has an unreal feeling...

"Are these soft-footed shrimps?" Thorin wiped the blood on his face and asked doubtfully. The fighting power of these orcs is completely different from their previous momentum. They were so impressive when they were all black at first, but now they are suppressed and beaten by the dwarves, and they are so embarrassed!

In fact, this is due to the contribution of the Dragon Eagle Knights. The harassment for many days has exhausted the little energy of those orcs. In addition, the repeated attacks on Moria have been blocked, and the entire orc army is somewhat sluggish... …

"Honor Turin! I didn't see the flag of Gambada Fortress! This is impossible! Only the orcs from the Orc Kingdom in the Misty Mountains would not be able to attack Moria so unscrupulously!" Dvalin slashed the orcs. While coming to Thorin's side, he yelled and told Thorin about this in the noisy battlefield.

"They have tails hanging behind them! They want to be fishermen, so why don't we? Cheer up! We've taken care of these orcs! Our mission is to rescue Moria! The rest is left to the team in the Blue Mountains and Dain of the Iron Hills!" Thorin smiled heartily, killed an orc with a knife, and said loudly to Dwalin.

Thorin understood that when the raven brought the news to Middle-earth, no descendant of Turin would be able to sit still. The dwarves could not bear the pain and shame of losing Moria twice! Thorin understands that his people are all on the road, and they will not lose this battle from the beginning!

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"Dane! News from Raven! Thorin has already fought with the Orcs outside Moria! The Orcs suffered heavy casualties, but they blocked the valley entrance. Thorin and the others are not able to invade Moria yet!" The dwarf held up the letter he had unloaded from the raven's feet and handed it to Dain.

"My brothers are so powerful. How did they run so fast? Damn it! What is Thorin doing? How could they be blocked by the orcs?" Dain held up the hastily written letter. He said helplessly, the letter was stained with the blood of orcs, indicating that the place was not very nice when the letter was written.

In fact, Thorin is going to complain. The battlefield is so big. Thorin naturally cannot press all the soldiers up every time. Then the orc commander will probably be stunned, because soon the hope of this dwarf will become A tired army... Thorin divided his troops into three groups and took turns attacking the Orc army. For an Orc army of this level, a dwarf force of a thousand men was enough to defeat them, plus the war equipment at the rear. Support, fighting an orc is not the same as fighting a baby. But the key point is that the orcs also brought out their own heavy equipment to support them. Those heavy crossbows are disgusting enough, but they are still not as good as the small trebuchets carried by the trolls. Now almost all the dwarf casualties come from various heavy equipment... ...For this kind of battle with equipment assistance, adding more people will not have a positive effect, but may cause many unnecessary casualties.

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"Forward! You bugs! Speed ​​up! Get to Moria before two sunsets! Those damn dwarves are still waiting for us to crush them!" The orc lords and commanders waved their whips and shouted at their soldiers. , driving them out of the Gambada Fortress. Looking from the sky, you can see that the orcs in the Gambada Fortress have gathered into a black torrent, overwhelmingly rushing towards the south...

At the same time, a group of dwarves carrying large and small bags on the Eastern Avenue were also approaching the east with their heads buried. Among them were old blacksmiths, young warriors, and young children... These were the last batch of people in the Western world. The dwarves who were left behind were here. After learning the news about Moria, they put down what they were doing and gathered from the Blue Mountains!

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"The dwarves have gathered, this is a good opportunity to catch them all!" Amorasso said in a hoarse voice, clenching his fists.

"Dol Guldur is far from ready to join the war!" Senar said solemnly.

"Are you afraid? Senar?" Amorasso sneered.

"Haha! Are you going to deal with the dragon knight generals of the Lagrand Kingdom? If you can't beat them, shut up! Don't forget that a dragon can only lead one person! If you want to be defeated by those high-level professionals in the kingdom, If you want to beat me up, you can do it yourself!" The soul fire in Senal's eyes jumped, indicating that he didn't want to pay attention to this idiot. Any Nazgul appearing on the battlefield would turn into a war sweeping the northern territory. Senal didn't want that. Being chased by a group of dragon knights in the wilderness!

"..." Amorazor was suddenly speechless.

"Okay, as many troops as we can muster, we must at least support our colleagues in Gambada Fortress!" Khamul set the tone, only sending ordinary orcs to join in the fun, mainly as a companion.

"It should be no problem to draw out 5,000 people!" Senar shook his head. After all, these orcs are more fertile than pigs and easier to feed. They are the perfect choice for cannon fodder!

"Then let them set off!" Khamur waved his hand and disappeared into the darkness.

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"What's the situation outside?" Balin struggled to grab a female dwarf who was passing by in a hurry.

"Your Highness, our situation is not good! Although there are dragon hawk knights outside to contain them, Moria's defenders... are almost exhausted..." The female dwarf wiped her tears sadly.

"Ah..." Balin was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears.