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"Pfft."

"Pfft."

One after another, the half-orcs were shot to the ground by the sudden arrows behind them.

Sensing that there were sneak raiders, the half-orc troops immediately fell into a brief confusion, and the speed of rushing to the level plummeted.

"whoosh whoosh"

A large number of arrows shot out from the dense forest behind again.

This time, the orcs finally saw who the attackers were. It was the wood elves who came from the dense forest behind them.

Leading the team was Legolas, the Elf Prince in beautiful silver mail, and Tariel, the Elf Captain, who was wearing brown leather armor over a green robe.

The massacre of the wood elves immediately attracted the attention of the half-orc leader Borg.

In particular, the two elves, the male and the female, were extremely powerful.

The superb bowing and archery with one hand took at least a few breaths, and at least ten orcs died at the hands of these two elves.

"Go, kill those elves!"

Borg waved his sword, hammer, bow and arrow at the wood elves on the other side of the river and shouted.

Inside the water channel below the level.

The blocked expedition team also discovered the arrival of the wood elves at this time.

Watching the orcs quickly form a battle with the wood elves, a glimmer of hope appeared on everyone's face.

With the participation of the wood elves, the pressure on the expedition team below the level could not help but relax.

Even if you know that these wood elves are here to hunt down yourself and others.

But in the face of the Orcs, the biggest and most evil enemies of all of Middle-earth.

The grievances between the members of the expedition team and the wood elves were much worse than that.

The participation of the wood elves in the war seemed to give the whole expedition a shot in the heart.

Even if the orcs are still brave and not afraid of death, they continue to pounce.

However, the spiritual encouragement made everyone in the expedition become more and more brave.

The orcs continued to pounce frantically.

The expedition team desperately resisted.

Although everyone in the expedition was trapped in the tall wooden barrel, they could not move easily.

But this is a fierce battle in the middle of a fast-flowing river.

The Orc's first attack was the biggest threat to everyone in the barrel.

Once a hit is missed, the Orcs can easily fall into the water.

In such a rapid flow of water, once you fall into the water, let alone continue to attack, it is difficult to just float and stand firm.

What's more, there is the attack of the expedition team.

This is also the reason why people dare not leave the wine barrel, let alone go ashore easily.

Blocked by the card building, the orc arrows can't easily shoot in, and the expedition team nestled below can continue to go on.

And if they go ashore, the dense orcs can easily drown any one of the expedition.

What's more, there are also a large number of orc archers with arrows in the Demon Cave waiting in the perimeter.

Even if Morgan goes up, it is a death!

The water in the water channel below the level is red again and again.

Under the command of the leader, the orcs who were not afraid of death continued to pounce.

Squeezed into the innermost fence at the bottom of the level, Thorin, Oak Shield and Dwarven Dwarin couldn't wait.

They were squeezed into the depths, like a target, they could only accept and avoid the attacks of orc archers on both sides of the river under the checkpoint without being able to fight back.

Of course it's nothing.

The key is the timely attack of the wood elves, if everyone in the expedition team does not take this opportunity to escape quickly.

Once the orcs and the wood elves are divided, it doesn't matter which side wins.

The expedition team could not continue to go to the Lonely Mountain, and the day of Turin was just around the corner, and time could not allow everyone to delay any longer.

"Can't wait any longer."

"We have to take this opportunity to leave immediately!"

"Dwarin, Kili, come with me!"

Thorin Oakenshield said that he was about to climb out of the wine barrel.

But he was pressed down by the irritable Godvarin. Devarin looked at Thorin Oakenshield and shook his head: "Let me and Kili come."

Although the dwarves who were squeezed in the depths could not easily move the huge wine barrels under them, the people who pulled out the wine barrels were still able to move.

The closest to the outside at this time were Morgan Bilbo and Norifili and some of their casks.

The ones who have been trying their best to deal with the attacks of the Orcs are also the unlucky ones.

At this time, Dwarin and Kili quickly crawled out.

Upon learning of the two's plan, Morgan, who was ready to go up, immediately said, "You two are not safe, I will accompany you!"

After he finished speaking, he threw out the thorn spear that he had just captured, and immediately stabbed to death a half-orc who was about to pounce on the level.

"superior!"

With a low drink, Morgan took the lead to get out of the wine barrel, stepping on Bilbo's head and leaping to the path beside the checkpoint.

Morgan is extremely fast, and Dwarin and Kili are not slow either.

Devalin smashed the half-orc head down with a head and fell directly into the water.

Kili was holding a sharp arrow and stabbed the orc who was rushing towards him directly from his mouth to death.

The two dwarves rolled over and jumped to the upper level, clinging to the edge and quickly climbing up.

As soon as Morgan jumped up to the level building, he noticed that a large number of orcs had been clearly pinned down by the wood elves.

The two sides fought fiercely, and although there were still many orcs surrounding the level, there were significantly fewer than before.

This is the opportunity for everyone in the expedition.

Morgan waved the extra black thorn mace from the hand of the orc, and smashed it on the head of the orc in front of him, and the flesh and brains of the smashed flying.

The sound of footsteps approached rapidly behind him, and Morgan didn't even look at it. When he turned his hands on the mace, he turned his head back.

"boom"

There was a dull sound.

The half-orc wielding a hatchet approached, and Morgan's stick instantly smashed his chest and smashed it out.

Morgan's violence could not scare the Orcs, and more Orcs rushed towards Morgan on the level immediately.

At the other end of the level, the dwarf Devalin was fighting with a huge decapitation knife seized from the orcs.

Both Morgan and Dwarin blocked the large number of orcs at either end of the level.

The pressure was greatly reduced, and Kili waved an arrow to stab an orc in front of him, and immediately rushed to the organ that controlled the waterway in front of him.

At this moment, Borg, the orc commander who had been concentrating on dealing with the wood elves in the distance, finally noticed this.

Raising the longbow at Kili is an arrow.

Kili just bent over to avoid the arrows shot in front of him.

The arrow of the Orc leader Borg flew over Kili's forehead, instantly hitting the Orc who was rushing in front of Kili.

Missed the arrow, and saw that the dwarves wanted to escape.

Borg immediately yelled at the half-orcs on both sides of the strait: "Come on, kill the dwarves!"

More orcs immediately left the wood elves and rushed to the level.

But it was too late.

The last half-orc standing in front of him died, and Kili took the opportunity to immediately rush to the handle of the water channel and press down hard.

"click"

The iron fence of the waterway below began to slowly open.

Seeing that the dwarf opened the trap, the half-orc leader Borg was impatient but could do nothing.

Seeing that the three people on the level far ahead were about to run, Borg immediately drew out his arrow and raised the black longbow again.

I was about to target the three of them, but I didn't expect to see a better target.

A dwarf with a funny pentagram-shaped messy hairstyle just climbed out of the water channel level below and quickly climbed the level.

Looking at the live target with the empty door wide open behind him, Borg immediately switched his target without hesitation, lifted the arrow and shot it out.

"Pfft."

The dwarf vest, who had just climbed the level and had not yet stood firm, hit the arrow and fell straight to the river behind.

"Nolly."

"Nori!"

"Do not!"

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