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Time goes back a few minutes.

Just when the members of the expedition led by Gandalf Morgan had just rushed out of the goblin monster army of the underground kingdom to hunt down and ran down the mountain.

A heavily armed Orc Warg force was also emerging from the vast and endless forest.

It was speeding towards the direction of the Goblin Kingdom.

This half-orc cavalry unit was the same half-orc unit that chased the expedition on the rainy night of the Battle of the Stone Giants yesterday.

The leader was an unusually tall pale-white orc riding on a tall white wolf.

Orc troops riding on Warg can be much faster than the speed of the expedition team.

When the expedition team rushed out of the dungeon in a thrilling manner, they ran wild for a while before stopping to take a rest.

The half-orc cavalry unit led by the pale orcs has already arrived at this exit of the Goblin Underground Kingdom.

It was the same exit where Gandalf Morgan and a group of remote team members escaped from the dungeon not long ago.

The Pale Orcs learned about the Goblin King in this dungeon.

Then hurriedly rushed to the underground kingdom.

Just arrived at the entrance of the underground kingdom, the warg with a keen sense of smell immediately smelled the strong breath of the dwarves of the expedition team.

The pale orcs immediately understood that the weak and dirty goblin dwarfs could not catch the dwarf bastards of the expedition as he said in the letter, but they escaped.

Fortunately, the breath left behind at this time was strong, and the group of dwarf chops had apparently just escaped here not long ago.

The pale orc immediately turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the breath left by the dwarf.

The speed of the Warg in the mountains and forests has always been fast, and with the road down the mountain, the speed of the Orc troops far exceeds the rushing pace of the expedition team.

After searching for the smell of dwarves, I chased for a while.

The pale orc sitting on the tall white wolf saw a dozen figures appearing in the sparse jungle on the mountainside below from a distance.

"Finally found you!"

Looking at the figures at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

The pale orc murmured, raised his left hand, which was attached to the sharp stabbing sword, and looked at it.

Immediately, he waved the knife and hammer in his right hand to point at the figure in the distance below, and shouted with a ghastly expression, "Go!"

"Go after them and kill them!"

"Tear them all to shreds!"

The pale orc roared loudly, and the Warg cavalry that followed immediately rushed down with a strange cry.

But the Warg cavalry is still not the fastest, and the fastest are several scouts.

Because there were no hulking orcs sitting on their backs, these scouts were walking on the ground in the forest.

Like the wind, it rushed straight towards the expedition.

"Ow."

The familiar terrifying howl sounded.

Everyone in the expedition team suddenly changed their expressions when they heard this voice.

Gandalf reacted the fastest, and immediately shouted: "Run!"

In such a critical situation, everyone didn't have time to think about it, and they only followed behind Gandalf and rushed forward again with great strides.

It's just how fast the scouts are.

The expedition did not run far, and soon heard a clear Warg roar from the woods behind.

The orcs were behind him, close at hand.

"Quick!"

Thorin Oakshield roared with a serious expression.

Everyone in the expedition rushed forward desperately, and even wished they had a few more legs.

It just seems to be a coincidence, maybe a trick of fate.

This time, the expedition did not have the good luck it had before.

When Nori and Bilbo, the fastest dwarves this time, rushed to the front of the team, they almost fell off a cliff because of their speed and stopped abruptly.

There is no road ahead.

This meant that the members of the expedition could not escape the pursuit of the Orcs and had to fight against them.

"No way"

"There is no road ahead"

"What to do, Gandalf."

"Sorin."

The dwarf ran to the edge of the cliff, looked at the boundless cliff not far away and said anxiously.

The footsteps in the woods behind him were messy, and the low roar of the Warg was getting closer and clearer.

"Ow."

Finally, the first scout warg appeared in the sight of everyone in the expedition.

Everyone pulled out their weapons one by one, looking eager, Morgan immediately said: "Worgs can't climb trees, go up trees first!"

Gandalf was about to speak, but Morgan thought of this first, and immediately answered and said loudly: "Yes, get up the tree, everyone!"

After the two said this, the dwarves immediately understood.

Fortunately, there are huge trees with thick branches and towering leaves everywhere on the edge of the abyss and the endless sea of ​​clouds outside.

The dwarves are all good at going down rivers to catch fish and climbing trees to catch birds, and they are all too familiar with climbing trees.

So did Bilbo the Hobbit.

Coupled with the numerous knots of these big pine branches, the expedition team quickly climbed the tree with hands and feet.

At this time, a scout warg finally caught up.

But the Worg's limbs can't climb trees like cats can.

Several wolves looked at the people on the tree, and had no choice but to grin and roar under the tree.

Morgan looked at the target wargs below, clenched his feet against the tree trunk, and was reaching for the longbow from his back.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Gandalf beside him, whispering to a colorful butterfly on the back of his hand.

at this time.

Accompanied by chaotic footsteps and strange roars, they approached quickly.

Following closely behind the scout Warg, the astonishing orc army finally arrived.

The leader is a tall half-orc who rides on a white ferocious wolf that is far larger than an ordinary warg. His skin is pale, and he is completely different from other half-orcs.

"Azog!"

"The Orc leader known as "The Destroyer" and "The Desecrator", Azog!"

At first glance, Morgan immediately recognized the ferocious and brutal orc leader in his memory.

Just like in the memory plot.

At this time, the expedition finally encountered the Orcs led by Azog.

Morgan's mood was inexplicable, and the longbow in his hand that was originally aimed at the wolf under the tree immediately raised, and aimed at the hideous-looking orc leader in the distance.

At this moment, a thought popped into Morgan's mind uncontrollably: "If I shoot this half-orc leader to death, how much soul power will I get?"

For Azog's appearance, the most shocking nature is not Morgan, nor Gandalf, the dwarf Balin.

But Thorin. Oakenshield.

Because they are absolute enemies, mortal enemies, the kind that never die.

"Azog"

Looking at the orc riding on the tall white wolf, Thorin Oakshield murmured, his expression shocked, he couldn't believe it.

He didn't believe that on the battlefield, in that kind of injury situation.

Azog is still alive!

Thorin Oakenshield looked at Azog with shock and anger.

The pale orc Azog looked at Thorin Oakenshield not far away, and was also very angry.

But in addition to anger, there is also incomparable joy.

This time, he brought an entire team of elite Warg cavalry with seventy or eighty cavalry.

In front of him, there were only a dozen or so Thorin Oak Shields.

Next, this will be a massacre, and I will finally have the opportunity to slash the enemy who seriously injured myself a few years ago, wash away the shame of the broken arm, and completely put an end to the bastards of the Turin dwarf lineage!

Azog looked at Thorin Oakenshield, and said slowly with a grinning smile: "Long time no see, Thorin son of Thrain"

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