"They come from the south!" shouted Bofo.

"This group of cunning dirty beasts!" Devalin cursed angrily, then rushed south. There was an extremely steep slope, and the plateau plants similar to Rhodiola were growing, which blocked their sight.

They all thought that the orcs could not come from this place because the wolf was not good at climbing such a steep slope, but they did not expect that the orcs actually abandoned the wolf and touched it from this place!

Look at this, is it because a spy arrived during the day, just surveying the terrain and not making any moves. He waited until midnight before preparing for a raid?

Devalin held a long-handled four-sided axe. This weapon that could be chopped or danced as a war hammer was deeply rooted in his heart. Even a wolf could not bear the axe. He quickly rushed to the middle of the orc, and without saying a word, he grabbed the end of the axe handle with both hands and waved it around. He suddenly thumped and several orcs fell to the ground roaring.

He watched the orcs climbing up the hillside. He didn't know how many of them were. He was even more shocked and angry. He bravely dug a road among the orcs, rushed to the side of the hillside, and easily pushed down several orcs who had just climbed up.

Other dwarves followed closely, either fighting fiercely with the orcs who had climbed up, or rushing to the edge of the hillside to prevent the remaining orcs from continuing to climb up!

At this moment, another loud roar rang out from afar.

The dwarves standing on the hillside looked down and saw that wolves on the wasteland received the order and began to run. They saw that they could not attack. They were preparing to bypass the steep south slope and charge from other places with a smoother terrain to surround the dwarves!

"Be careful on the other side!" Feili shouted, looking back, seeing that Qili and Bad had already reached the high arrow tower and met Anyang, then she relaxed a little.

Soon, the brave and warlike dwarves killed all the dozen orcs who climbed up, and then left five or six people to guard here. The rest rushed to the other side under the leadership of Thorin. At this critical moment, Thorin's decision was still very calm and without any panic.

The southern slope is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it is not easy for half-beasts to climb up, but now there are still dwarves who are guarding it. Not only is it difficult for them to rush up to this line of defense, but once they are knocked down by the dwarves, they will also affect many companions who are crawling halfway.

At this time, the three archers had already come into contact with the orc troops. Arrows quickly shuttled through the night, but they couldn't see clearly. They could only hear the sharp sounds of arrows slashing through the air, the dull sound of piercing the armor and the intermittent wailing of the orcs.

The archer's skills are easily reflected-

Qili's accurate head is pretty good. He can still maintain a high hit rate in the dark, but compared to being able to shoot an arrow without a single second, he scored every shot, and Bad and Anyang, who were aiming at the semi-automatic rifle in a human form, were a lot short of that.

At this time, under the illumination of the stars, the huge black shadows that rushed up were falling one after another, if the hurricane blew through the woods.

When Solin finally rushed up with his men, he was almost tripped by the corpse of a wolf on the ground. They stopped and rushed forward without recklessly to ensure that the battlefield was within the range of the archer's shooting range. After waiting for a while, a wolf finally rushed forward.

The orcs were completely unafraid of death and kept charging, and they were extremely fierce. In the dark, they had an advantage over other creatures, and the dwarves were very reluctant to deal with it.

Thorin lowered his body and cut off a wolf's legs with a sword. Baggins was beside him. The young Hobbit had long lost his cowardice when he first left Shire and was holding a sword to confront a wolf.

Thorin pushed Bakins away, stabbed him with a sword, and stabbed the wolf to death. Then he said to Bakins: "Mr. Thieves, we can't beat so many wolf. Look at the ground, most of the wolves were shot to death by our archers. I'm worried that they don't have enough arrows, so I need you to pull out the arrows from the dead bodies behind.

Send to the arrow tower above!”

"Yeah!" Baggins nodded immediately, turned around and ran back.

The dwarves continued to roar, mixed with the roar of the wolf, and the two sides fought fiercely.

There are actually both advantages and disadvantages for their joining the battlefield. The advantage is that they can effectively block the wolf's high-speed attack. The disadvantage is that the darkness makes the archers above unable to distinguish between the enemy and us, and their shooting speed is greatly reduced. But in general, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. If it weren't for their blocking, the wolf would probably rush up soon, and the arrows of the three people would sooner or later bottom out.

The dwarves are very war-conscious. They do not fight against flexible wolves, nor do they break up and intersperse. Instead, they gather together and form a circle back to back to avoid the wolf attacking from behind. At the same time, they also make it easier for the archers above to recognize the moving black shadows.

Soon, the orcs gave up on the south slope and rushed up from the side of the wolf.

This caused trouble for the archers' target identification, so Thorin asked the dwarves on the south slope to light torches and throw them on the battlefield to achieve the lighting effect.

If the bow and arrow tube is enough, there will be dwarf warriors to block it. In Anyang, high places, Bad and Qili are completely a machine gun bunker from the cold weapons era. The flying arrows continue to harvest the lives of half-orcs. In this process, half-orcs took advantage of the chaos to touch the shooting corners and prepare to kill the archers, but he ignored the melee ability of these three archers.

The battle lasted about half an hour before the orc troops finally retreated, leaving behind corpses everywhere.

Anyang did not stop and continued to take a bow. He shot a backward orc in the leg with an arrow, causing him to fall to the ground and could only crawl forward!

Thorin was the most sensitive and rushed up immediately and took the orc back.

The soldiers below then put down their weapons, panting, feeling that their arms were sore and swollen. Even though they were wearing fine armor, there were still pains coming from many places. I don’t know if it was because they were bruised and broken by blunt objects or because the armor was penetrated by sharp weapons, they all sat down and began to check their injuries.

Anyang emitted another tracer, but it shot forward slanted. It was confirmed that the orc had really evacuated, and then put down the bow and arrow.

The three archers took on the main force of killing the enemy, and kept drawing bows and shooting arrows intermittently, although they were handsome, but as bundles of arrows on the ground were quickly consumed, the load on the muscles of their arms was not ordinary. At this time, they were the ones who should be crying for back pain, but thinking that the soldiers below were all trying their best, they did not dare to take credit.

Fili and Beaver were seriously injured. One of them was slashed hard on their arm and the other was injured both legs. These were places that were not covered by armor.

Anyang hurriedly went to take a look. Fortunately, the orcs' swords and weapons did not smear the poison in the original plot. The two of them only needed to cultivate and there was no big problem.

Then he asked the orc prisoner. After torture, he learned that Asog's son Borg did not command the battle himself and he was not even present. The dwarves were surprised that Borg would actually miss this good opportunity to avenge his father, or sigh that he had lost a chance to kill Borg, but Anyang understood-

The army of orcs is probably coming!

The next day, the orcs attacked again, causing injuries to Noli and Duoli, but were still repelled.

They found a more steeper place and built a solid stone bunker. Unexpectedly, the orcs brought archers at night. If there were no bunkers, the dwarves would have died or injured a lot.

Turin Day arrives as scheduled!

Thorin seemed a little anxious. Even if someone was alert, he still went up to check the traces of the orcs from time to time, for fear that the orcs would come to make trouble at the critical moment.

But the facts proved that he was too worried. In the previous three attacks, the orc hunting force had suffered heavy losses and had no energy to continue attacking them. He was afraid that he had already gone back to report his life. Seeing the sun gradually slanting from the east to the west, the sky turned from dawn to dim, and there was a yellow light in the distance. The dwarves were all breathing heavily and were excited.

Devalin carried the wind alone, and the group gradually turned to the sign on the map. Under the leadership of Anyang, they quickly found the marked place on the map.

Waiting is always anxious, but time does not change with people's will. Fortunately, there is no more trouble, and they soon ushered in the dusk of Dulin Ri.

Thorin picked up the map, looked at it over and over again several times, anxiously waiting for the last ray of afterglow to come. Although he had read this map many times, he could never find anything again.
Chapter completed!