Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

"Hah!"

Thorin swung his sword vigorously, separating the head and body of the Orc in front of him.

The dwarves surrounded him, constantly repelling the Orcs who were rushing in.

"Go down, the chariot team is guarding there, we will meet up with them and then break out!"

"I'm afraid it's too late, Thorin, the Orcs are surrounding us from another direction."

Dwalin looked around nervously.

At this moment, the road was full of Orcs, blocking the way to the outside world.

Above their heads, a place that no one noticed.

Borg quietly drew his bow and aimed at Thorin on the ground.

Whoosh--

? !

A slight sound of breaking through the air came out, and Thorin raised his head suddenly.

Dang!

A dagger flew over and deflected the vicious arrow.

"Who?"

Borg looked up and saw an elf on a tower drawing a bow and suddenly shooting at him.

Snap!

Borg swung his butcher knife to smash the arrow in mid-air. He took a deep look at the elf and chose to retreat for the time being.

Two different arrows shot by different people failed to hit their targets.

"Your life is left, dwarf."

Legolas said to Thorin proudly.

Thorin picked up the elven dagger on the ground and looked up at the tower.

Suddenly, he threw the dagger at Legolas fiercely--

Puff.

The dagger brushed against the hair and knocked down the orc behind Legolas.

"Back to you."

In every sense.

Legolas pulled out the dagger stuck in the orc's neck, took a deep breath, and walked down the tower.

The orcs' offensive became more and more fierce. Even though those present were the most capable warriors of Durin's clan and a brave king, they were outnumbered in the end.

The physical strength was getting less and less, but the orcs were getting more and more.

"Kili!"

The youngest dwarf was the first to run out of strength. In a trance, an orc knocked his sword out of his hand.

Seeing that the orc was about to chop down.

"Get down!"

A familiar voice sounded.

Puff.

An elven long sword flew over and stabbed into the body of the orc.

Kili quickly pulled out the sword and looked up.

"Tauriel!"

Strength surged in his body again.

Tauriel flew down and took out the two daggers from his waist to join the battle.

The powerful and dashing fighting posture relieved a lot of pressure for everyone and also served as an example.

Dwalin swung his axe vigorously: "I will not lose to the elves!"

"Where is their leader?"

Thorin on the side suddenly realized a problem. How could the leader of the opposite side disappear after a sneak attack?

On the second floor of the tower, Legolas saw Tauriel joining the battle and was about to jump down to support, but was interrupted by a butcher knife that suddenly chopped over.

It's Bolger.

The Orc lieutenant came over calmly and blocked Legolas in this layer of the ruins.

This guy is very strong.

Legolas made a judgment immediately.

The first close observation, Legolas found that Bolger in front of him was not less tall than himself, and his muscles were even stronger.

In terms of the average height of the Orcs, he was a giant.

However, as an elf with all kinds of martial arts, and a woodland elf who is quite good at fighting, Legolas certainly would not shrink back just because Bolger looked stronger. On the contrary, this greatly aroused his fighting spirit.

After several fights, Legolas successfully found an opportunity and directly pierced Bolger's palm with a dagger.

If it were an ordinary Orc, he would have retreated with a wail and then his life would have ended.

But past experience failed this time. Borg seemed to feel no pain. Instead, he clenched his fist to hold the dagger, snatched it directly, grabbed Legolas, threw him to the ground, and then used his powerful strength to lift Legolas up and threw him down the tower.

But if someone wants to kill an elf by falling from this height, then he really made a wrong calculation.

Legolas grabbed a protruding building material and stopped his fall.

After climbing up, he gasped.

He looked at the strange red liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth and was stunned for a while.

An uncontrollable violence emerged from his heart.

Legolas climbed to the upper level of the tower again, but he couldn't find the figure.

Borg left directly.

"Hold on!"

Thorin was still struggling against the orcs.

This road is so wide in total. As long as you fight well, you can hold on.

Just when the dwarves still had the strength to fight bravely, the Orcs at the intersection suddenly moved aside. A Troll came from behind and swung a club down. Thorin rolled over with gritted teeth to dodge.

This dodge disrupted the rhythm, and the Orcs next to him immediately rushed over to block him and block his movement.

Seeing another club swing down.

Suddenly a stone was thrown over and hit the Troll's head accurately, attracting its attention.

"Hey! Big guy!"

"Bilbo?"

Thorin's eyes widened: "How could you..."

Bilbo nodded at him, gave him a "reassuring" look, and threw another stone hard, provoking the Troll:

"Stupid guy, I'm here!"

The Troll roared angrily, and regardless of Thorin below, he climbed up the rock wall and chased Bilbo fiercely.

Bilbo hurriedly ran behind a stone.

The troll smashed the stone into pieces, only to find that there was nothing behind it, just when it wanted to go back again.

Snap.

Another stone was thrown.

The hobbit appeared again out of nowhere.

Almost at the same time that the troll was led away, Bolger also descended from the tower. He walked forward quickly, pulled out the dagger in his hand, and threw it towards Thorin.

"Uh-huh!"

This time, his hand was pierced directly.

Thorin endured the pain, pulled out the dagger, hacked the two Orcs to death despite the bleeding, and then looked at Bolger who threw the dagger.

"Is this the king of the Durin clan? He is more fragile than I thought."

"Is it so fragile? You'll know if you try it."

Although most of his physical strength was consumed by the Orc army and injured by a sneak attack, Thorin still raised his sword in the face of the enemy general's provocation.

We haven't reached the point of despair yet. Strength will always come with a squeeze.

Whoosh——

An arrow struck, but Bolger dodged it. He crushed the arrow on the ground and looked up.

"Haha, elf, you two come together!"

Hearing this, Legolas became angry immediately. He had never been so wronged since he was born.

With a pop, he jumped down from the high ground on the spot, kicked up the dagger Thorin had thrown away with one foot, and held it in his hand.

Dwarves and elves fight side by side again.

Rumble.

Just when the three of them were about to start fighting, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind them.

A group of trolls pulled away the Oaks that were blocking the way and kept running forward.

The corners of Bolger's lips raised: "It's just in time, go and give them to me——"

Hooray.

A group of trolls scurried past Bolger without paying any attention to what he said.

"you…"

Bolger turned back angrily, not knowing what was causing the convulsion of these trolls.

But soon, a large number of Oaks came running after the trolls, as if they were avoiding something terrifying.

"what are they doing?"

The dwarves quickly gathered together, and Legolas and Tauriel were finally reunited.

"It's fear."

"They're afraid of something."

While the attention of the Orcs was attracted, Thorin tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it around his hand.

He tightened the sword in his hand and said towards the direction where the Orcs were fleeing:

"No matter what it is, let him do it. I don't think anything worse than the current situation will happen."

Bolger raised his hand and grabbed a passing Oak, pinched his neck and asked:

"What the hell are you doing, what's going on over there!?"

The unfortunate Oak struggled to squeeze out a few words from his throat:

"Big... enemy, nemesis..."

"What enemy, what nemesis?"

"ah--!"

There was a wailing sound, and several Oaks fell from the sky, falling to the ground with their bodies burning with flames, motionless.

Bolger looked over with wide eyes.

When the dark figure appeared, his heart and liver trembled inexplicably, and his heartbeat instinctively accelerated, prompting his body to secrete a certain compound that accelerated his reaction.

"Here it is."

The man spoke.

Bolger suppressed the urge to turn around and run away immediately, roared and rushed over with the bloody butcher knife in his hand.

In an instant, the swords met each other, and no one retreated.

However, Li Wei was not interested in continuing to wrestle with him. He blocked the butcher's knife, then took two steps back and began to accumulate strength.

"Ahhhh!!"

Bolger rushed forward and swung the butcher knife down again.

Click.

A flash of sword light suddenly flashed, shattering his sword and the armor on his body, directly hitting the flesh and blood inside.

Break armor.

With a huff, Bolger's body also ignited with fire, and he fell to the ground wailing.

The power he was most proud of was useless at this moment, and his lack of fear of pain could not prevent him from resisting the flames.

After a while, the Oak adjutant stopped moving.

Bolger, killed in action.

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