legend begins with lord of the rings

The dwarves were very anxious, but they did not dare to call Bilbo loudly. The other party was about thirty meters away from everyone, and only ten meters away from the troll. The louder voice was afraid of alerting the troll.

"Get ready to fight!" Thorin gritted his teeth and whispered to everyone.

Thorin was very angry. In his opinion, Bilbo was just causing trouble for everyone. But he didn't know how much courage the hobbit had to put in to prove himself.

Abel was the only one at the scene who understood Bilbo somewhat, but it was too late to say anything now. He pulled out the folding compound bow behind him, shook it in his hand, and the bow was unfolded.

A special arrow was attached to the bow, and the arrow pointed at the troll. Abel was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill with one strike.

The dwarves set up a charge formation, and the two Fili brothers also obtained weapons. Each of them followed Thorin with a long sword.

Thorin stood at the front of the team. He waved his hand, and the dwarves immediately followed him and quietly approached the trolls.

At this moment, Bilbo had reached behind the troll. He was concentrating on untying the horse's reins, but he didn't know that a big hand grabbed him.

Troll Tom's nose felt a little uncomfortable today. He originally wanted to grab a piece of cloth from behind to wipe his nose. But he grabbed the hobbit and held it. After wiping his nose with the hobbit, he realized something was wrong and shouted in surprise: "Look

~What did I catch...uh..."

Before this ungrateful troll could finish his sentence, a specially made arrow with a sound of breaking through the air was firmly inserted into his eye socket.

The arrow carried great power and pierced Tom's head through the troll's eye socket. Green blood and white brains spilled all over the floor.

Tom covered his eyes and fell to the ground without making a sound. Bilbo was first thrown to the ground, and then just pressed by Tom's body.

“Come on me!!!

Kill them all~"

Thorin and the dwarves rushed towards the other two five-meter-tall trolls.

"What's going on? Where did the dwarf come from?"

William, the troll who originally used the cooking pot as a spoon, saw Tom dead and angrily raised his "spoon" and knocked away several dwarves.

When Thorin saw his clansman being beaten away, he rushed to William, jumped up and slashed the cannibal's knee hard with his sword. Taking advantage of William's unsteady stance, Thorin launched another set of combos.

"Ouch~

it hurts."

William screamed strangely, looked at his body, and saw several white marks on his body. He shouted angrily: "I want to eat you and dry it into dried meat..."

Then, Thorin was knocked away by a "spoon" and flew farther than the previous dwarves.

Seeing this, Dwalin, the dwarf with the strongest fighting ability, roared and rushed towards William with his unique ax and hammer. Within two rounds, he was also knocked away and came to Thorin's side.

It has to be said that the dwarves' ability to withstand blows is quite strong. Thorin and Dvalin were knocked away so far. They were still able to jump around after getting up.

The troll Potter on the other side was smarter. He held a short knife in his hand and waved it so that the dwarves could not get close to him.

At this time, Abel changed to a more comfortable position and was holding a second special arrow, aiming at the more aggressive troll William.

"Whoosh~"

When William knocked away a dwarf again, an arrow flew towards its throat.

"Boom~"

The sound of metal colliding.

William sensed danger and hit an arrow with his "spoon". At the last moment, he changed the arrow's flight path a little.

Although the arrow still penetrated the troll's neck in the end, it was not fatal.

William held his bleeding neck and roared as he looked in the direction of the arrow. As a result, it saw nothing, not the enemy who was shooting the arrow.

This made William want to retreat. He shouted to the troll holding the knife: "Potter... there is an archery guy over there... let's retreat."

The troll Potter was actually ready to run away when Tom was shot, and now his escape route has been planned. He threw away his dagger, pulled out a big tree, and swept down the dwarves in front of him.

, ran towards the exit of the shed, trying to escape into the depths of the forest.

"Don't let them escape, surround them and harass them~"

Thorin knew that the trolls were very vengeful and did not want to be followed by trolls at night. So he shouted and rejoined the battle.

He also discovered that swords could not hurt these giant monsters, so now he only asked the dwarves to hold the trolls back until Abel came to kill them.

In the land of Middle-earth, there are five kinds of trolls. The three trolls encountered by the dwarves here are called mountain trolls. Their characteristic is that their bodies are as hard as stone and they are not afraid of ordinary blades.

It happened that the compound bow in Abel's hand was not an ordinary weapon. He was standing in the shadow at this moment, and the compound bow in his hand was stretched into a full moon. With a "buzz" sound, another special arrow was fired.

The troll Potter chose the wrong direction to escape, and it was now facing Abel.

"Ah~

Damn bugs..."

The troll Potter grabbed the arrow that passed through his eye socket with one hand, and slowly fell down, following in Tom's footsteps.

"No, Potter~"

The successive deaths of his two companions and the severe pain in his neck made the troll William lose his mind.

William had been paying attention to the "sneak attacker" after being shot with an arrow. Just now, Porter was shot and killed, allowing him to see the location of the "murderer".

"It's you~

Damn~

Go to hell..."

With red eyes, William threw away the dwarf on his body, held up the "spoon" and rushed towards Abel, causing the earth to shake.

"Damn,

Stop it~"

Thorin shouted. As we all know, archers are most afraid of being approached. This is common sense.

Abel looked at the rapidly approaching troll, put the compound bow on his back, and pulled out the big sword from his waist.

If it is an enemy with average defense, Abel would be the best option at this time to choose a semi-automatic repeating crossbow. Unfortunately, Abel knows that the troll's defense is very strong, so the destructive power of the semi-automatic repeating crossbow may not be enough.

"Kill~"

Hei Li, who had been guarding Abel's side, rushed out first.

He held up the large iron shield with both hands, and struggled forward to collide with the troll without any fancy. After a huge sound, the shield flew out, and Heili fell to the side, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

However, the troll was also hit and stopped, leaving only a handle on the "spoon" in his hand.

"You want to kill me?

It just so happens that I also want to send you to meet your companions.

You don’t need to thank me after you go. Please call me: Troll Killer Abel!!!” Abel glanced at Heili out of the corner of his eye and saw that the young man was not dead yet. Then he started talking dirty words to attract the troll’s attention.

attention.

Abel also knew that if he could kill all the trolls here, then the name of the adventurer Abel would surely spread.

You have to believe that when dwarves get drunk in a tavern, they can brag about anything and everything. Not to mention today's story, which was witnessed by thirteen dwarves.

Saying dirty talk without delaying the movements of the hands is a must-have skill for every protagonist. As soon as Abel finished talking dirty, he was already close to the troll.

The broad-edged sword stabbed out flatly, and the tip of the sword penetrated the troll's chest. After five centimeters, it was difficult to make any further progress.

The troll's chest hurt, and he roared and moved closer without retreating. He swept his arms across, trying to exchange injuries for injuries.

Abel took a small step and easily got out of the troll's attack range. Then, the broad-bladed sword slashed down diagonally with his backhand, leaving a bloody mark on the troll's arm.

Taking advantage of the moment when the troll was covering his arms and bending down, Abel quickly rushed towards the troll. The blade of the sword flashed with brilliance and made a "hissing" sound as it cut through the leather.

After Abel and the troll passed each other, the troll covered his neck that was spraying green blood, and his eyes slowly lost color.

"Kill~" Thorin and the dwarves rushed over to help, and saw the troll kneeling on the ground, losing his breath.