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Chapter 150 The legend ends!

Lonely Mountain Battlefield.

The eagle howled loudly.

A large number of giant eagles swooped down from the sky, fighting, and back and forth.

With the gigantic size of the giant eagle, there is hardly any elite unit on the side of the orc army on the battlefield that can fight the giant eagle.

Even the orcs, who are nearly ten meters tall and the largest troll war weapon, are no match for the giant eagle.

The giant eagle's pair of huge claws are as hard as gold and iron, and they are extremely sharp and sharp. They can easily scratch the head of any giant troll unit on the battlefield.

As for ordinary half-orc warriors, they are no match for the giant eagle's claws.

Although the number of giant eagles is far less than the number of orcs.

Even the half-orcs who died under the giant eagle's claws were far less than the half-orcs who died at the hands of the iron hill dwarves and wood elf warriors.

But the incomparable power brought by the giant eagle with its incomparable individual strength is the most terrifying.

Because this can destroy the morale of the Orc Legion in a very short time.

When the half-orc warriors on the battlefield were frightened by the attack of the giant eagle, all the half-orcs were busy avoiding the giant eagle, fled in all directions, and their morale collapsed.

If you can't drive away the giant eagle in time at this time, prevent the morale from collapsing.

Then the only thing waiting for the half-orc army was defeat.

But obviously, the half-orcs didn't think that there would be giant eagles participating in the battle, so naturally they couldn't come up with a giant crossbow to deal with the giant eagles.

This also caused the Orc Legion, which had the upper hand, to reverse.

The iron hill dwarves, who had been aided by the giant eagle, attacked and killed the fleeing orcs.

On the lonely mountain battlefield, the orc army began to collapse.

The only thing that changes faster than the situation on the battlefield is the color of the sky.

The originally thick lead cloud quickly disappeared and dissipated.

The sky keeps getting brighter.

The sun began to shed light from the clear sky.

This is completely unthinkable that not long ago, there was still severe weather with heavy snow and wind.

It seems that from the giant eagle began to appear.

Everything is developing in favor of the coalition forces of dwarves, humans and elves.

River Valley Township.

The dwarf Kili rode his brother Fili on horseback, rushed across the long bridge, and finally rushed into the gate of River Valley Town.

Seeing his elder brother Fili in front of him, his complexion became paler and paler.

Qili looked anxious, and he didn't care about the residents of Hegu Town walking on the street. He rode his horse and galloped on the street at an unabated speed, shouting constantly: "Gandalf!"

"Gandalf"

Raven Ridge.

The temporary bow and arrow team composed of Morgan, Tariel, and the elf prince Legolas passed unimpeded above Raven Ridge.

Where the three of them passed by, half-orc corpses were everywhere.

No half-orc dared to rush forward recklessly.

All the half-orcs who survived kept retreating in the face of these three movements.

Morgan had only stepped down from Raven Ridge not long ago.

At this time, he took the two elves behind him and walked quickly towards the frozen lake where Thorin Oakenshield and the others were before without hesitation.

Finally, the last half-orc who kept fleeing in front fell under Tariel's arrow.

The three of them were also getting closer to the frozen lake.

Soon, when the sound of fierce battle came from ahead, Morgan, who was in the lead, changed his complexion slightly, and immediately accelerated his speed and strode forward.

I saw the frozen lake a little far ahead, which was already bloody and messy.

There are a large number of corpses lying on the ice, some of which are orcs, as well as those of goblin monster mercenaries.

Black and red blood flowed and spread wantonly.

Apart from blood, there was no other color to be seen on the entire ice surface.

In Morgan's sight, there were two battle battlefields on the frozen lake.

In one place, a dozen orcs led by the orc leader Borg are besieging the dwarves Dwalin and Bilbo.

On another battlefield a little farther away.

It was a dozen orcs led by the orc leader Azog himself who were besieging Thorin Oakenshield.

Although the battle between Dwalin and Bilbo against Borg was suppressed, it was obviously still able to sustain.

But Thorin Oakenshield is obviously not good against Azog and a group of half-orcs.

In Morgan's eyes, Thorin Oakenshield was covered in wounds and unable to move. He could only passively avoid the attacks of the surrounding orcs without any power to fight back.

Morgan knew the character of Thorin Oakenshield, and Thorin in this appearance was obviously at his limit.

If it continued, Thorin Oakenshield might really die in the hands of Azog.

So he immediately raised the longbow, drew the arrow and set the bow to aim, all in one go.

At the same time, he did not forget to launch the special skill "Eagle Eye".

For a moment, Morgan, who was extremely focused, looked at Azog in the distance and decisively plucked the bowstring.

"whoosh"

The arrow shot forward rapidly with the sound of piercing through the air.

On the frozen lake.

Azog looked at the giant eagle whizzing past his head, and the giant eagle in the northern sky pounced on his army with an extremely angry expression but helpless.

at this time.

An extremely dangerous palpitation suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

Azog was startled, and immediately dodged to the side without hesitation.

"whoosh"

An arrow almost shot past his hideous face full of scars.

Azog was terrified in his heart, and stretched out his hand to touch the hideous blood-stained wound on his face that was brushed by the arrow, and immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the arrow.

He saw that human being whom he hated so much reappeared.

Along with humans, there are two elves, a male and a female.

"whoosh whoosh"

Several arrows shot out from the hands of Tauriel and Legolas.

Several half-orcs who besieged Thorin Oakenshield immediately fell down from the arrows.

Morgan here.

Perceived Azog was amazing.

When he missed a hit, he immediately changed his target, drew out his arrow, and shot towards the half-orcs who were besieging Thorin Oakenshield.

"whoosh whoosh"

"bang bang bang"

Facing the bow and arrow siege of the Morgan trio, one orc after another fell down one after another.

At this time, Azog had no choice but to keep dodging impotently and furiously.

Thorin Oakenshield obviously also realized that someone was coming to help him, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he was exhausted, and finally let him wait until the rescue came.

Morgan here.

When the number of half-orcs besieging Thorin Oakenshield quickly decreased to only three or four.

The arrows in the quiver of Tariel and Prince Legolas of the Elf finally ran out.

Tariel drew a pair of small waist knives.

Legolas pulled out a beautiful elf sword.

If Morgan looked carefully, he would find that the long sword in Legolas' hand was exactly the one he seized from Thorin Oakenshield in the Mirkwood.

Tauriel and Legolas each drew out their melee weapons, and then rushed towards another fierce battlefield where the dwarf Dwalin and the half-orc leader Borg were on the frozen lake.

Morgan continued to shoot with his bow.

When he shot the last half-orc who besieged Thorin Oakenshield to death.

On the battlefield in sight, only Azog, who kept dodging to the side, was left, and Thorin Oakenshield, who was exhausted and unstable.

At this moment, Morgan put away his long bow and arrow and hung it on his back, stretched out his hand and pulled out the elf sword from his waist, and then strode towards the two people in front of him.

Thorin Oakenshield seemed to have reached its limit.

When Morgan rushed into the frozen lake, Thorin Oakenshield finally lost his balance and fell down.

Azog, who was standing not far away, did not choose to rush towards the soft persimmon Thorin Oak Shield this time, but walked straight towards Morgan holding a giant knife and hammer.

At this moment, Morgan was not in the least guilty of Azog.

Seeing Azog approaching, Morgan grinned with a sneer, holding the elven long sword, strode forward, and decisively launched a special skill when he was approaching Azog: "Charge!"

"whoosh"

Morgan rushed towards Azog with his sword in hand.

The speed was so fast that there was almost an afterimage in the air behind him.

Facing the upright surprise attack of the human beings in front of him, Azog was surprised but didn't panic, and immediately raised his knife and hammer to block it in front of him.

It seemed that he had guessed that Azog would respond in this way.

The moment Morgan jumped up with his sword in front of Azog, he launched another special skill: "Dragon Power!"

In an instant, all the huge power gushing from the limbs and bones of the body rushed to his hands, and Morgan jumped up high with both swords in his hands, and slashed at Azog, who was holding a knife and hammer below to resist.

"boom"

There was a huge impact and sparks exploded.

With Morgan's strength at this time, the power of the charge and slash after being blessed by the power of the dragon is extremely amazing.

Even Azog felt a tremendous force coming from the human sword at this moment, not only his injured right hand couldn't hold the knife and hammer immediately, but even his whole body was being crushed by the human sword. The huge force of the sword instantly crushed it to the ground.

"Damn!"

Azog, who was crushed, was shocked, and he didn't care about the falling knife and hammer. Azog, who was extremely experienced in combat, had no time to think at the moment he landed and immediately rolled to the side.

Sure enough, the next second!
The human long sword slammed into the lake beside him again.

If Azog had just moved a little bit, the opponent's sword must have hit his body.

Azog, who escaped the sword, immediately rolled aside desperately.

Morgan, who cut through the air with one sword, was not disappointed, nor did he continue to rush forward. Instead, he held a long sword and looked at Azog who was slowly getting up not far away, grinning sneeringly.

For a powerful opponent of Azog's level, the best opportunity was lost, and it was meaningless to continue chasing him.

Azog stood up, looked at the humans not far away, new hatred and old hatred welled up in his heart, apart from anger, his heart was also full of vigilance.

The human was good at archery, he knew it.

Regardless of whether it was the white wolf king Bakaro who killed him with an arrow a month ago.

Not long ago, he shot through his right wrist with an arrow and saved that damned dwarf bastard from his hands.

The archery skills of the humans in front of him are among the strongest archers he has ever seen.

Now it seems.

The human in front of him is not only outstanding in archery.

Melee swordsmanship is also outstanding.

Just relying on the sword just now, the great power of that sword.

Azog could feel it.

He had never met a guy who could knock himself down with a single sword.

Therefore, the strength of the human beings in front of them is very strong.

Azog took a deep breath, looked at the humans in front of him, put away his previous contempt, and looked solemn.

The hammer in his right hand fell on the ice not far away.

He can't pick it up now.

Without the influence of the giant knife hammer.

Azog could feel that the pain from the wound on his wrist was significantly relieved.

"call"

Taking a deep breath, looking at the humans slowly approaching in front of him, Azog waved the stabbing sword on his left arm and greeted them.

When Morgan and Azog fought fiercely together.

On the adjacent battlefield a little further away.

Dwalin and Bilbo the dwarves battle the Orcs led by Borg son of Azog, who are barely able to hold on.

Now with the addition of the powerful female elf captain Tauriel and the stronger elf prince Legolas.

The battle quickly turned in favor of Dwalin and Bilbo.

With the addition of the two elves, Dwalin immediately led Borg aside to fight alone.

Under the full output of the two elves, the other ten half-orcs quickly suffered heavy casualties.

Half-orcs fell to the ground one after another, and the leader of the half-orcs, Borg, looked angry but could do nothing.

He was too busy to take care of himself.

Dwalin is also worthy of being the most irritable and powerful warrior under Thorin Oakenshield.

Although it seemed a little weaker than Borg, he insisted on holding Borg back with his crazy and powerful aura.

Bilbo, on the other hand, kept picking up the surrounding stones and threw them at Borg with his precise stone-throwing technique, making Borg flustered.

Not far away.

With the death of the last half-orc soldier.

The two powerful elves immediately surrounded Borg.

The dwarf Dwalin alone was able to hold Borg back, and with Bilbo's assist, the half-orc Borg was still at a disadvantage for a while.

Add Tariel and Legolas at this time.

Borg's fate can be imagined.

It didn't take long.

Following Dwalin's axe, Borg, who was holding a knife and hammer, fell back and fell to the ground.

Legolas and Tariel rushed forward at once.

During the siege, Tauriel moved quickly behind Borg while Legolas and Borg were fighting, and a pair of short waist knives suddenly plunged into Borg's ears, and shook him hard.

Borg's cloudy eyes quickly lost their luster.

Immediately fell to the ground.

On the other side, on the adjacent battlefield.

The battle between Morgan and Azog is also coming to an end.

The most important right hand was shot through, and he fought with Sorin Oakenshield for a long time.

Azog, whose right hand was almost crippled, swung his left hand transformed into a rapier against Morgan, who was obviously stronger.

The losing streak quickly becomes visible to the naked eye.

It didn't take long.

When Morgan tricked Azog with a stabbing sword, he swung the sword and cut off Azog's only left arm that had the ability to attack and was transformed into a stabbing sword.

Azog, who endured the severe pain and fell on the ice, has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

At critical times, Morgan doesn't like nonsense and never inks.

Straight forward with the elf long sword, in the fierce struggle of Azog, Azog's head was chopped off with one sword.

Move the time forward a little.

Just when the fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing.

Sitting slumped on the bloody ice and leaning against a half-orc corpse, Sorin Oakenshield couldn't help but be attracted by the great battle on the northern plain of Raven Ridge.

As the giant eagle group launched an attack on the half-orc army from Gundabad Mountain.

Countless half-orcs died immediately under the attack of the giant eagles.

The original orderly army phalanx quickly broke into chaos, and a large number of heavily armed half-orc warriors fled in panic. All the signs showed that this time, the dawn of victory for their own side had already appeared.

Thorin Oakenshield smiled, bathed in the warm sunlight, and slowly closed his eyes.

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