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Chapter 99 Humans must die 【Subscription】

"Morgan!"

Bilbo, who was hanging by the barrel, shouted at the sight of the goblins rushing fiercely from the bank of the river.

"Damn!"

Morgan turned his head, and saw the ferocious half-orc pounced on the river bank. His expression changed, and he quickly pulled out a black arrow from the barrel, and raised his hand to stab the half-orc pounced in the air.

Morgan dodged the oncoming half-orc spear for a moment, and the black arrow in his hand pierced into the eye socket of the attacking half-orc.

"Pfft."

Black and stinky blood immediately flowed out from the orc's eye sockets.

The time was too short and too fast, and the half-orc who was still alive immediately struggled and continued to wave the spear in his hand.

Dodging the half-orc's counterattack, Morgan immediately exerted all his strength on the hand holding the arrow, and slammed the arrow deep into the half-orc's eye socket, and then stabbed hard again.

"puff"

The black arrow instantly pierced through the head of the orc in front of him from the eye socket, and came out through the skull.

Just when Morgan was fighting the orcs in close quarters.

Bilbo, who was hanging beside the swaying tall wooden barrel, suddenly felt a sense of great fear and danger.

He immediately turned his head, and saw an exceptionally tall and hideous half-orc on the boulder next to the checkpoint in front of him, aiming at himself and Morgan with a longbow and nocking an arrow.

Realizing the source of the sense of danger, Bilbo's complexion changed suddenly, and he immediately turned around and shouted at Morgan who was still fighting: "Morgan, be careful!"

The moment he yelled, Bilbo sank into the turbulent river.

At the same time, Borg, the leader of the half-orcs, looked at the humans fighting with the half-orcs in the distance, and let go of the arrow in his hand with a cold face.

He took over from his father, the orc leader Azog, to hunt down the last king of the Turin dwarves, the bloodline of Thorin Oakenshield and his party.

Azog had told him, except that the leading dwarf Thorin Oakenshield had to die.

The human in the team who is good at using a bow must also die.

"whoosh"

The black slender arrow shot towards the river rapidly.

At this moment, Bilbo beside him yelled a warning, and Morgan reacted very quickly, without even thinking about it, he blocked the body of the half-orc who had been stabbed through the head and died violently in front of him.

next second.

"Pfft."

A lasing arrow instantly shot through the body of the orc in front of him and passed through his body.

Morgan raised his arms and looked at the holes in the long sleeves under his armpit close to his body that had been pierced by arrows. He felt a chill rushing out from the soles of his feet and heading straight to his forehead.

If this is a little higher, the arrow will hit the heart.

The whole body was pitch-black, and looked like an evil arrow. Morgan had already learned from memory plots that this should be the evil and highly poisonous arrow of the infested magic cave.

In the memory plot, Qili who was shot in the leg almost died in less than a day.

If this hit his heart, Morgan felt that he might have hit GG at this time.

"Morgan!"

"Morgan!"

"Morgan!"

At this time, they saw Morgan holding the half-orc's corpse and standing there in a daze after shielding the arrows. The dwarves thought that Morgan had been hit by an arrow, and immediately shouted urgently.

"Morgan, are you okay?"

At this time, Bilbo also got out of the water, and looked at the stunned Morgan and shouted hastily.

Awakened by the cries of the dwarves and Bilbo, Morgan pushed away the half-orc corpse in front of him, signaled to everyone that he was fine, and then quickly retracted into the tall wine barrel.

At this time, the half-orc leader Borg, who was about to grin while standing by the checkpoint, stopped abruptly when he saw that the human was still alive, and then shot at Morgan again in anger.

"whoosh"

The black arrows shot out again.

But this time, Morgan didn't even have to hide.

The turbulent and panting river rolled the tall wine barrel on which Morgan was riding and flowed down continuously.

The arrow shot by Borg shot straight into the air and fell into the water.

Morgan's side is extremely thrilling.

The same is true for the dwarves in the waterway below the checkpoint.

At this time, seeing that jumping directly into the water to fight the dwarves not only took time and effort but failed to injure the dwarves, the half-orcs under his command were also seriously injured.

The orc leader who had been intimidated by the leader Borg suddenly rolled his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Then, it thought of a way, so it immediately pointed to the river below the level and screamed at the half-orc next to it: "Quick, go there, go there and shoot these dwarves with a bow and arrow, they won't be able to escape!"

After being yelled at by the little leader, several half-orcs with bows and arrows immediately turned and ran downstream.

Checkpoint here.

The tall wine barrels of other dwarves, including Morgan, finally approached the checkpoint quickly with the rushing water.

Now, the half-orcs guarding the checkpoint finally waited for the opportunity, and immediately screamed strangely and rushed towards the wooden barrel floating below one by one.

The half-orcs jumped off like dumplings.

Fifteen or six tall wine barrels, plus a large number of orcs who jumped into the water.

The waterway below the entire checkpoint immediately became a mess, and it became a pot of porridge.

Facing the ferocious orcs, although the members of the expedition team were trapped in the tall wine barrel, they were not slow to react, and immediately drew out the arrows stuck on the barrel to fight back violently.

The dwarves such as Bofur Bomberferi in front were attacked by the half-orcs as soon as they approached.

Morgan, who was following behind, saw it in his eyes, just approached the checkpoint, facing the first half-orc who rushed up, Morgan stood up suddenly with an arrow in his hand and took the lead, and the arrow quickly pierced the neck of the oncoming half-orc .

Smelly black blood immediately overflowed from the mouth of the half-orc in front of him.

Morgan didn't care about the dying opponent's struggle before he died. He raised his hand and pushed the half-orc out into the rushing river, and quickly sank to the bottom and disappeared.

It's just that the first half-orc was killed, and immediately two more half-orcs wielding axes and spears rushed from the checkpoint to Morgan below.

Facing the half-orc who charged again, Morgan, who had nothing in his hand, could only take the initiative to attack again. He stood up and quickly grabbed the black ax in the opponent's hand.

Not to be outdone, the half-orc who was seized with a weapon immediately wrestled with Morgan.

At this time, another half-orc wielding a sharp spear rushed forward.

Below him is a tall wine barrel that keeps shaking, and in front of him is a strong half-orc who is desperately fighting for a weapon.

All the other dwarves around were entangled by orcs.

Even Bilbo was trying his best to deal with the orcs in front of him at this time, and he couldn't protect himself.

At this moment, all members of the expedition team are fighting to protect themselves, and no one cares about Morgan's danger.

At the same time, on the boulder next to the checkpoint, the orc leader Borg, who was calling for the orcs to gather loudly, looked at the fighting humans and raised the black longbow again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the half-orc pounced on him, and Morgan launched his special skill without hesitation: Body of Rock.

next second.

Morgan felt that his back had suffered two attacks of different intensity.

"boom"

"boom"

There were two crisp sounds like gold and iron hitting hard rocks.

There was the sound of an arrow from the orc leader Borg on a distant boulder.

The other came from a half-orc rushing from behind with a spear in his hand.

The black arrow hit Morgan's back with a crisp sound, and it rebounded and fell directly into the water.

The half-orc holding a silver-gray lance pounced on Morgan's back, and the palm of his hand slid down and plunged into the side thorn next to the sharp end of the lance because the sharp end of the lance remained motionless.

The half-orc who was sneaking up was injured by his own weapon and screamed, and fell straight into the water.

However, Morgan staggered forward because of the spear attacking the half-orc. He raised his elbow and hit the half-orc wrestling in front of him on the chin.

"boom"

Accompanied by the sound of dull elbow strikes, four or five bloody fangs flew up in disorder.

Morgan took the opportunity to snatch the sharp ax with all his strength, and struck the half-orc who fell into the water with force.

"Pfft."

The black, warm and stinky blood immediately flew up, splashing Morgan's face and body.

"Quick, get up!!"

"Kill them, kill them all!!!"

The half-orc leader Borg roared ferociously, and a large number of half-orcs rushed from both sides of the border, brandishing weapons and screaming, rushing towards the checkpoint.

Morgan panted violently and looked at the densely packed orcs, his face turned pale, and he felt despair for the first time.

at this time.

"whoosh whoosh"

The sound of arrows piercing the air suddenly shot out from the dense forest on both sides of the river.

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