[Lord of the Rings] Dragon and Elf King

The armies of elves and orcs were intertwined.The silver armor and tan leather armor can perfectly distinguish the two parties.And Bud, who was recommended as a leader by the people of Changhu Town just because he killed Smaug, also brought some humans to fight.

The dwarven armies of the Iron Hills also reached the battlefield.Their leader Dan.Ironfoot was a distant relative of Thorin, and belonged to the same line of Durin among the dwarves.

It's a pity that Thorin and Dann couldn't care less about the old days. Although their relationship with the elves had deteriorated, they were of course more willing to support the elves than the orcs.

"Although I hate elves, half-orcs are even more disgusting." Dan carried his battle ax and directly split the body of a half-orc.

If Thranduil heard this, he might simply leave with his army.Whoever wants to take care of this shit, let their hundreds of dwarves fight by themselves, he doesn't care if they all die.It's a pity that Thranduil is riding his big horned deer standing on the cliff at this moment, looking at the two armies that are at loggerheads from a distance.

The number of half-orcs is relatively large, and dwarves and elves, plus some humans, these motley troops who are independent of each other have no advantage at all.Although the half-orcs are simple-minded, they surpass them in one thing, that is, they completely obey the leader's orders.

Thranduil's brows did not relax.The night wind blew his long hair and cloak, making a 'hunting' sound.Obviously, this war that was beyond his expectation and seemed to have a bad result if he didn't pay attention made him very unhappy.He's come to take what's his, not to help restore dwarves who don't like him.

The pale orc held up his severed arm, which had been fitted with a sharp iron prosthetic hand.He looked at Sorin who was still fighting in the army, showing a distorted smile.

A white warg shares a bond with its master.He grinned open his big mouth, stepped on a half-orc's shoulder and jumped directly to Thorin.In front of the oak shield.

The killing had already made Thorin's eyes turn red. This scene was very similar to their battle in front of the Moria mine.After the grandfather died, the half-orc in front of him chopped off his head and threw it in front of his eyes.Father also went berserk during that battle, and he was never seen after the war was over.

He looked at the half-orc in front of him with hatred, holding the hilt of his sword with both hands.

Come on, fight him to the death!

Jiao Lading has come to the edge of Changhu Town, but because of the incident with Smaug, she didn't plan to go in ostentatiously.

Darkness is the best cover color.She walked lightly, slowly sniffing something by the lake.

Soon, she found Smaug, who was half-soaked in the water and shot in the chest by a black iron arrow.

A scale was missing from his chest, and she knew it was caused by the black iron arrow shot by the lord of Long Lake Town, Girion, when he attacked Iruber.Back then, the black iron arrow didn't hurt him, it just knocked off a small scale on his chest.This is the only gap in his whole body, and now, he died under this small gap in the scales.

The black iron arrow, which was too small for Long, pierced deeply into his body, becoming a fatal blow.Smaug's eyes were still open, as if he could not believe that he had lost his life like this.

"Smaug...Smaug!!" Jolatin raised his head and shouted to the sky!

Her companion, the dragon who had been by her side for thousands of years, was killed by these humans and dwarves just like that!She hates it!I hate it!

Jiao Latin gritted his teeth bitterly, his sharp teeth creaked like knives, and what he spit out was the most vicious curse and oath: "Dwarves...I want to take revenge on you Kill the hate of Smaug! In my name, Jolatin the Fire Dragon! I swear that you dwarves .

The dragon's howl echoed in the lonely mountain, and even the people who were in the midst of the battle all looked up at the sky in horror.

Smaug the dragon... isn't he dead?

"No! It's not Smaug! It's another dragon!" the dwarves who had been to the Lonely Mountain came to their senses and shouted at the crowd who didn't know the existence of Goradin.

Another dragon?

"How could it be! Wasn't Smaug the only one who occupied Iruber back then?" Bard also shouted, fear spreading.There was but one Black Iron Arrow, and with it he killed Smaug, and there could be no more one to kill another dragon.And the dragon's revenge is not something they can bear now.

Thranduil, who was standing on the cliff, also heard the dragon's roar. He stretched out his hand to caress the neck of his mount, and comforted his restless mount. He found that he was really in a dead end.Not to mention the siege of the orcs, there is a fire dragon behind it, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

Thrandil, who had seen dragons and wrestled them, knew dragons better than anyone present.Their tyranny and a vengeance that rivals their tyranny.

If the dragon knew Smaug, they might both be dead here today...

Thranduil tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly drove his mount to run down the cliff.

The king's guard hurried to catch up, they were fully armed, followed their king, and joined the battlefield.

Before the angry dragon comes, finish the fight and leave!

Thranduil drew his sword and rushed straight into the chaotic army.

It's a pity that Jiao Lating is not stupid.She wouldn't just run over and become a living target.She believed that as soon as she appeared, the target of orcs and dwarves, men and elves would become her.Though she was confident that they could be destroyed, anger at Smaug's death had another idea on her mind.

She wanted them to die, not to be easily scorched into charcoal by her flames, but to let them die in the hands of her own people.She wants them to die in the most painful way, with their desires destroyed and their beliefs destroyed, and then, to die in the hands of their most important people. She wants them to kill each other until the race is extinct.

With a malicious smile, Jolatin grabbed Smaug's body with his mouth, dragged him ashore with great effort, took one last deep look at him, and then slowly burned his body to death with his own flames. do.

In the end, the once famous fire dragon Smaug completely disappeared, and where he lay for the last time, only the black iron arrow that killed him was left, glowing darkly under the moonlight after being roasted by the dragon flames. cold light.

Jiao Lading shrank her huge body into a ball and hid in the water.Even if the lake water around Changhu Town has been scorched by the flames of Smaug, the water is cold enough for the fire dragon and makes the dragon uncomfortable.

She only showed a pair of eyes on the water, viciously and quietly observing the situation on the battlefield on the ground.Her body is too big, even if she doesn't like the icy lake water, she can only use this method to get close to here without being discovered by the two parties who are fighting.

Huh?Isn't that her golden beauty?He is also on the battlefield?

Jiao Lating blinked his eyes, and the black vertical pupils slowly expanded.On this battlefield full of stumps and flesh and blood, the instinct in the dragon's bones allowed her to target the only golden spot among them at a glance.

Such a beautiful color....he is still so charming!Even with blood all over her body, she still has the beauty of being reborn from the blood!

Jiao Lating smashed his mouth underwater, staring at him as if he couldn't move his eyes. Of course, when he saw the golden color, he forgot that he was smashing his mouth in the water. The result was a big mouthful of cold lake water poured it in...

If any of the Dwarves had the deepest hatred for Orcs, it was Thorin without a doubt.

His heart and eyes are now full of the enemy in front of him, Asog the pale half-orc.Smaug was dead, and this was the only enemy he had left.As long as you kill him, he will have revenge!

It's a pity that when a person's heart is full of hatred, he can't see anything.

Kili, dragging a wounded leg, stood at the edge of the battlefield and slashed the lone orcs, and Thorin was also forced out of the ring by Asog.The level of these two people, to be honest, is not on the same level at all.With a playful smile, Asog seemed to be looking at the man who was clearly doomed but still stubbornly resisting. He played with him, brought him wounds, but did not kill him.

"Okay, my prey, that's it." Feeling that he had played enough, Asog raised his weapon and said to Sauron who fell on the ground, and the white wolf rushed forward with a foul smell. The big mouth opened, and the target was Sauron's neck.

"Uncle!" Qili, who was not far away, saw this scene, dragged his injured leg and rushed forward, blocking Sorin's body.Then, after a crisp click, without even a painful lick, Sorin felt the human breath disappear from his body.

"No!!" Sorin wailed, and Fili, who was in the distance, turned his head and saw his brother's neck twisted and crooked. He immediately ran this way with his back turned to his opponent, regardless of the fact that he was still fighting.

On the battlefield, it is taboo to turn your back on the enemy.

Seeing this, his opponent directly drew the bow and arrow on his back, and aimed an arrow at his head.

"Fili!!"

Well...that's it.Don't you want to take back the Lonely Mountain?That's the price.Jiao Lating narrowed his eyes happily.How does it feel to have a loved one die because of you?Thorin.Oak shield.

It's a pity that those dwarves and humans haven't died yet... Wait, wait... Jiao Latin kept telling himself in his heart.When both of them are hurting...the kingdom of the dragon cannot be given up to others so easily.It's a pity that she has to go now... If Smaug hadn't died, and Sauron was also planning to come here, she didn't want to leave the treasure in the Lonely Mountain to others.

However, saving one's own life is obviously more important than treasure.Only with her life can she have a chance to regain the treasure and kingdom that belonged to her.And... Her eyes swept over the color that fascinated her, the way he was struggling to kill the enemy, and the long golden hair swayed with his movements, all the time arousing the greed in Jiao Latin's mind nerves.

Even if he wants to retreat, the dragon will never return empty-handed.

The two armies were still fighting fiercely, so Thranduil didn't bother to care whether the dwarves were dead or alive, but because of the death of the dwarves in the few dwarf expeditions, the dwarf army became more vicious.The elf's pressure instantly became much less.

When the orc army began to retreat.Thranduil, who was covered in orc blood, was reaching out to tear off his dirty cloak, when the elves beside him exclaimed.Then, like a hurricane hit, a huge black shadow rushed towards him.A mouthful of flames spewed out from the black shadow's mouth, and countless dwarves who were still celebrating their victory and half-orcs who hadn't had time to retreat were reduced to ashes in an instant.He squinted his eyes, the heat of the flames was like a storm of steam, before he could see what it was, he felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped by something hot and soft.

"king!!"