"Aowu..."

"Driving!Driving!"

"Dadada..."

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Devalin, Thorin, they are approaching!"

"Arrow!" Thorin shouted, "kill the closest one to us!"

"Okay!" Qili replied, taking the bow and arrow from the horse's back, quickly drawing the arrow to the bow, and waited for a while, regardless of the running horse, turned around and shot an arrow.

"Shuh!...swho!"

A high-speed orc scout fell down!

Qili continued to hit the arrow, and turned around and another arrow.

"So quickly!"

"laugh!"

Another orc fell off the wolf.

Anyang rode on the back of a violently bumpy horse, murmured and chanted the spell, and then pointed to the ground.

"Crash!"

Something broke out from the ground.

A moment later, two orc scouts passed by here, and several vines suddenly emerged from the ground, dancing like life, tightly entangling the front legs of the two wolves, causing the high-speed wolf to be unbalanced instantly.

"Bang!"

The wolf fell to the ground in a crawling position. At the high speed of dozens of kilometers, the orc scouts on their backs flew out at high speed without any suspense. In front of it was a pile of gravel specially prepared for them by Anyang. You can imagine what the two orc scouts would end!

Qili, who turned around and shot an archer, saw this scene and couldn't help but look at Anyang with a positive look: "It's very good!"

The orc, who was in charge of several reductions, raised his weapons and shouted: "Go around and encircle them, so that the dwarf scumbags have no way to escape!"

Thorin soon discovered that the speed of the horse was not as fast as that of the wolf, especially many wolf did not carry orcs on their backs. They could run unscrupulously and catch up with the dwarves. Then the dwarves would fall into the quagmire and would be caught up by the orc scouts behind them in no time!

and……

Thorin glanced at Anyang and Baggins.

Baggins rode a pony, and Anyang's horses cost more than a dozen silver coins to buy from the Schal Farmer. I haven't found anything yet, but if I keep running like this on the wasteland, the two horses will soon fall behind!

Gandalf seemed to realize this and quickly changed direction: "Run here, hurry up!"

Everyone didn't have time to think about it, so they immediately followed him.

However, Redagast gradually slowed down and shouted to everyone: "You run first, I'll find a place to lure them away, maybe I can delay the time!"

Gandalf thought for a moment and nodded, "Your rabbit is faster than them, but be careful."

"hey-hey!"

Redagast chose a turn where his vision was blocked by stones and immediately changed directions, while the dwarves continued to move along a slope where the same vision was hidden.

The target of the sled being pulled by the rabbit was much larger, and the sight was blocked, and the orcs could not see the dwarves. They thought the dwarves were following Ridagast, so they aimed at Ridagast and surrounded them. This direction was exactly the opposite of the direction of the dwarves' escape.

Gandalf picked a wasteland with a few pine trees and drilled into it. The terrain here is more complex and the vision is not as wide as the wasteland, which is more conducive to their escape.

"Here!" He seemed to be identifying something.

The dwarves followed him, and while walking around with the orc scouts who had caught up again, they tried to get rid of them.

But even so, the wolf has a sensitive sense of smell and is faster than the horse. The distance between the orc scout team and the dwarves is still constantly getting closer and further, and the situation is very dangerous!

Anyang still murmured in a low voice, squeezing the little energy value in his body, all of which consume the least energy. In order to achieve the killing effect of these small means, he had to choose those who adapt to the current situation and the wasteland environment, and often he had to borrow props that the wasteland itself had, such as branches and stones, weeds and small animals all over the ground.

It cannot be used all the time. It must be combined with work and rest, leaving space and gap for energy recovery!

In this way, energy was saved, but he felt very tired. He remembered that he had never been so embarrassed even when he first learned magic. He was almost using his knowledge that was close to God to breaking a little energy into two points!

Finally, he gave up this tired way!

"Qili, lend me your bow and arrow!" Anyang shouted to Qili, "Plus your horse!"

"Hmm?" Qili looked at him in confusion.

No matter how confused he was, he no longer doubted Anyang. He quickly threw the bow to him after hearing this, and then took down the quiver behind him and threw it to him, asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course it's a half-orc!" An Yang's expression suddenly became a little strange after saying this.

Fortunately, the pure dwarf did not think he had a heavy taste, but slowed down slightly and let himself go in parallel with him: "What do you want to do?"

"Riding horses, shooting arrows!"

Anyang said, handing the reins in his hand to Qili, jumped directly behind Qili and sat down, saying, "Can you jump over? Do you want me to pull the reins for you?"

"Need not!"

Qili also jumped onto his horse!

"Hold!" Anyang pulled the reins, and the horse under him left the army and changed direction. It seemed that he was going directly towards the Orc Scouts.

"Swoosh!"

An arrow broke out from his hand!

"Ao!"

A wolf fell forward!

He pulled the reins, adjusted the direction, and slowed down at the same time, almost a hundred meters away from the remaining wolf. Once he found the right opportunity and took a bow and archery, he would block the orc!

The dwarves ran farther and farther, and in a short time they still did not distance themselves from the pursuers, but Anyang was constantly blocking them. As long as the orcs could not catch up with him and killed him, they would never be able to catch up with the dwarves. On the contrary, with Anyang's archery skills, they were likely to be killed by the wandering wizard flying kites!

The dwarves in front turned around and saw Anyang turning around on a small slope, shooting arrows with his bow, and shooting an arrow at that moment!

"Swoosh!"

"Aowu..."

They couldn't see the shot or not, but they could not help but feel surprised when they heard the wailing sound of the wolf.

When the arrow was shot, Anyang stopped stopping. He immediately rode his horse down from the small slope and continued to run forward. At the same time, he kept turning his head to watch the movements of the orc scouts behind him.

About half an hour later, they had already run thirty kilometers, and the horses were exhausted and gasping for breath. There were fewer orc scouts chasing, and the terrain ahead became more and more complicated, which was becoming increasingly unfavorable for pursuit.

Suddenly, Anyang saw a deep ditch on the road ahead, about three meters wide and very long, like a crack in the earth!

He quickly rode his horse and jumped over, but then he stopped and turned to look back at the deep ditch.

After thinking for a moment, the spell rang.

The slight energy in the body was immediately consumed, and the weeds in the deep groove grew wildly, covering the deep groove in the blink of an eye, reaching a point that was parallel to the ground and could not be seen.

Anyang shot the last arrow and killed a wolf without a half-orc scout, and then continued to run forward.

"Ah...bang...ao..."

There was a sound of falling and hitting the back, and there were also the painful cry of the wolf and the orc. The orc scouts who were about to chase Anyang were immediately wasted all their efforts!

Soon, Anyang rushed into a pile of rocks and stopped the horse, and the traces of the dwarves had long been lost in front of him.

There were roars in the back, and several orcs and wolves quickly chased him, approached him, grinning one by one, taking out their weapons and roaring. The situation was extremely terrifying!

The orc's armor in the orc was hit by an arrow and he pressed against Anyang step by step, glanced at the horse that was foaming at his mouth, and showed a terrifying grin: "Now you have no way out and the arrow has been used up. I don't know if your swordsmanship is as superb as your archery, but it's useless. I will chop you into meat sauce and feed my baby!"

Anyang glanced at the horse, put the branch on the horse's back, turned over, and calmly pulled out the enemy's fencing!

"Chen..."

The blade and scabbard rubbed into an ethereal sound.

The cross sword was a bit long and the hilt was long, so he held the sword in both hands, lowered the blade to the right, and made a preparatory posture to slash forward and counted the number of pursuers: "You are only three people left, and four wolves."

"It's enough to kill you!"

"Maybe I can kill you."

"Impossible!" said the orc in the lead.

"Why is it impossible?" A voice came from behind the surrounding rocks.

The orcs in the lead raised their heads and saw more than a dozen sounds suddenly appearing behind the rocks around them. They were fully armed, with a sharp weapon, and their eyes were staring at them.

"Ambushes..." the orc whispered, looking bad.

Thorin did not say anything to him, and rushed over with the beast biting the sword, and the other dwarves followed closely.

Three orcs roared, standing back to back together, standing in place to face the enemies rushing towards the surroundings.

"kill!"

The orc led by the leader roared.

The four masterless wolves rushed out first, like arrows away from the string. Then the orc led by him looked at Anyang, the closest to him, with sharp eyes. Before he could see any movement, the giant wolf under him rushed towards Anyang immediately!

"roar!"
To be continued...