Chapter 283: Fight for the King, Capture the King First

Buzz~

As the horn sounded, a golden bell broke through the gate of Erebor's wall, and Thorin led twelve dwarves to fight their way out of the battlefield.

After retaking the Lonely Mountain, Thorin became the king of the dwarves. The morale of the dwarves soared instantly. It was an honor to fight side by side with the king, even if they died. The soldiers made way for them.

"For the king, for the king." Dain shouted and followed Thorin, and his Ironfoot Army also launched a charge without fear of death.

The high-spirited dwarves charged directly into the orc army in a sharp knife formation. Although the number of orcs crushed them, every dwarf showed a fearless spirit and fought bravely.

Bilbo of the River Valley looked at the battlefield outside the city and called Gandalf with some surprise, "It's the dwarves, they fought back."

"They fight for the king." Gandalf was also very pleased. Thorin finally crawled out of the money. The king came to the battlefield in person, and the soldiers were naturally full of fighting spirit.

Swish!

The thought body teleported to the two of them, "This advantage is only temporary, there are too many orcs."

"Where did you go?" Bilbo asked.

"I helped Barn send the old, weak, women and children in the Long Lake to the church, and set up a layer of illusion there, which took me a lot of time."

"Illusion?" Gandalf was stunned, "I was also an illusion on the ice dragon, right?"

"What else?" The thought body spread his hands, ignoring the black line on Gandalf's face, "I just let him say a few words to mobilize the morale."

Hearing this, Gandalf almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

But he couldn't say anything wrong about Aaron, at least he had a good grasp of the right and wrong.

"By the way, I would have forgotten if you hadn't said it." The thought body looked at Gandalf a little embarrassedly, "The illusion said that the time for counterattack would be here soon, and now is the time."

Gandalf's eyes twitched slightly, he knew what Aaron meant, and wanted to stop him, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into a silent sigh.

"Do whatever you want!

My old face is still worth a lot."

"Great." The thought body gave a thumbs up, and then decisively contacted the main body.

Aaron finished playing a BGM exclusive to dwarves, and just as he was about to go out of the city to help, he received a message from the thought body.

He looked up at the ice dragon that tore a giant beast in half, and said sorry to Gandalf in his heart, and then decisively conjured up an illusion of Gandalf and stood on the back of the ice dragon.

Roar!

The wounded ice dragon roared to the sky and flew from a more remote battlefield to the top of Erebor.

The illusion Gandalf loudly announced that the horn of counterattack had been blown, calling on everyone to take up arms to kill the evil orcs and defend their homes.

After shouting, the illusion disappeared again, but the ice dragon did not leave with it. Instead, it spread its broken wings, revealing a body length of more than ten meters, and rushed towards an orc army below.

Boom!

Fierce collisions mixed with the screams of countless orcs rang out on the battlefield.

Hundreds of orcs were crushed into meat paste, and the ice dragon was completely overwhelmed and turned into large and small ice cubes.

At the same time, the people of Long Lake Town, who had just repelled a wave of orcs, also heard Gandalf's voice, and were greatly encouraged in their hearts. They all looked at their leader Bard.

Whether to fight or not depends on your words. Of course, we are inclined to fight.

Bard also knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, and he immediately made up his mind.

"Those who are willing to fight to the end, follow me."

The people of Long Lake immediately followed. This time they took the initiative to attack and fought with the orc army in the alley.

The old, weak, women and children in the church also picked up weapons and farm tools, ready to live and die with their families. Even Tilda, who was less than ten years old, stood up.

Only Alfred was afraid to go to the battlefield, and he deliberately dressed up as an old woman for this.

But he didn't look like it, and was easily discovered by others.

They ignored the coward, gave him a look of contempt, and walked out of the range of the illusion calmly.

Gandalf, who was fighting with the orcs, also found that the townspeople were fighting back, and there were even signs of driving the orcs out of the valley city. He murmured with some surprise: "Maybe we can really win."

"That's right." The thought body joked, "You have staked your reputation, we can't lose."

Gandalf:......

Look, is this human language?

On the battlefield outside the city, with the king's participation, the dwarves could barely compete with the orc army that was several times larger than their own, and the thirteen dwarves of the expedition team also fully demonstrated their combat power.

Several people worked together to knock down the siege beast in a short time. Bombur, relying on his size advantage, knocked down several orcs in a row like a human bomb chariot, but he still needed his companions to help him after the mountain fell on his head, otherwise he couldn't stand up.

At this time, another giant beast controlled by the orcs was waving a meteor hammer and madly harvesting dwarf warriors. Seeing this, Aaron decisively cast a disintegration spell and killed the orc on his back.

Then he jumped on the back of the beast and controlled it to cause a devastating blow to the surrounding orcs.

Dan met his cousin during the fight, who helped him deal with several orc soldiers, "Brother, why did you come just now?"

Thorin did not explain, but just resolved all the questions with a big hug.

"There are too many ugly monsters here, Thorin, I hope you have a magic weapon to win."

Thorin looked at Raven Ridge in the distance, and suddenly had a countermeasure in his mind, "Okay, let's capture the king first."

"Azog." Dann suddenly realized, "No, Thorin, you are the king. If something unexpected happens, we will lose our fighting spirit in an instant."

"No one is more suitable than me, Dann." Thorin smiled freely and then rode on the back of a goat.

"But do you plan to kill them alone?

If you don't reach Raven Hill, you will be intercepted by the orcs."

As soon as the voice fell, Fili, Kili, and Dwalin followed closely in a large chariot built by the dwarves. The power of several sturdy goats pulling the chariot was absolutely guaranteed.

"I haven't driven this thing for a while." Balin was excited, but a little nervous. After all, the time he said must be at least several decades.

"Gaius." Thorin shouted on the battlefield.

Aaron heard the voice and controlled the giant beast to come over, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I plan to kill Azog, and I need your help."

Aaron thought for a moment, "This is indeed the fastest way to win this battle, but it is very dangerous. You have to fight all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, so..."

"So what?"

"Get a price, I need a reward, white gems." Aaron said bluntly, "This is what I promised Thranduil."

"No problem, the elves have made too many sacrifices for this battle, this is what they deserve."

"Then the contract is concluded." Aaron chuckled and jumped onto the dwarf's chariot.

"Go, go to Raven Ridge."

"Everyone, hold on."

"You crazy guys." Dain shook his head, "I like it."

On the chariot, Kili sharpened the blade with the high-speed rotating wheel hub and rushed towards the enemy group. Dwalin kept shooting crossbows to clear the obstacles in front of Thorin.

This chariot became a harvester, and the broken limbs of the orcs were splashed everywhere.

Azog also noticed them and immediately ordered a group of ogres to intercept them. The giant beast rushed towards the chariot with a club in hand.

"Leave it to me, the roar of the fire dragon." Aaron took a deep breath and blew out a fierce dragon flame.

The flames completely engulfed the six ogres who rushed over, leaving six fully mature charcoal on the spot. The chariot crushed them without any hindrance.

"Great." Qili shouted excitedly, "You can actually spit fire."

"Low profile, low profile, I don't want too many people to know about this ability." Aaron waved his hand embarrassedly, indicating that this is just a basic operation.

At this time, another armored giant beast suddenly attacked them. Balin immediately turned around and luckily avoided the knife and axe in the opponent's hand, but the chariot was forced into the frozen river.

In a hurry, Dwalin loaded the chariot and loaded a box of crossbows, but the ferocious giant beast still chased after it.

He roared and jumped into the river to chase them madly, and the ice behind the chariot kept bursting.

"Damn it." Aaron pulled out his wand decisively, "Smash to pieces."

The pale white light hit the giant beast, and his body instantly shattered, leaving a few pieces of armor fragments on the broken ice.

"This is too exaggerated!" Fili laughed.

"I still think that the fire-breathing is more powerful." Qili said.

"Magic power is limited, and we should be satisfied if we can do this step."

"Guys, look ahead, we have to find a way to deal with them." Balin reminded.

The others looked forward and saw a giant beast carrying a wooden bridge to send more than a dozen orcs across the river. The ice in front had been damaged by the giant beast, and a large section of the road had turned into cold river water.

"I'll do it." Aaron volunteered, first killing the giant beast with a sundering spell, then paving the way for the chariot with transfiguration. As for the orcs on the wooden bridge, Dwalin shot them one by one with crossbows.

The few people had just escaped from danger when they were suddenly attacked by wargs. Before they could react, two running goats were dragged away and became lunch for the wargs.

At the same time, two warg cavalrymen came from the front and back of the chariot to besiege them. Dwalin shot one to death, and the orcs behind were killed by Kili, but during this period, another goat was taken away by the wargs.

The number of goats was reduced by half, and the speed naturally decreased by half, but there was still a group of wargs behind them pressing step by step.

"You go first, I'll stay behind." Balin said, "You'll be faster riding goats."

"Can you stop them alone?" Aaron asked with some concern, "There are not only wolves here, but also wolf riders."

"Leave the crossbows to me, I'm a warrior after all." Balin shrugged, "Although I'm a little older, they can't kill me.

And Thorin needs help. If we don't abandon the chariot, we won't be able to get to Raven Hill in time."

"I understand." Aaron nodded and cast an armor spell on Dwalin. "In a critical moment, I may be able to save you once."