Start with the Eye of Sauron

With Soros pinching his neck with one hand, Saul kept kicking his legs and was strangled dizzy.

Soros' hands were like iron clamps, tightly clamping his neck, and with a little more force, his neck could be broken directly.

Thor already understood that the person in front of him was not someone he could match. He couldn't even see how Soros made a move just now.

The long sword fell to the ground, and Sol struggled hard. He no longer had any gold, silver and jewels in his mind, only his own life that was about to be lost at any time.

Seeing that Thor was caught by Soros, Sorin raised his long sword and rushed over quickly.

Soros turned his head and glanced at him. Sorin slowed down, put down his long sword, and pursed his lips to say the words of prayer.

"Now you still think about those gold and silver things. The things in your mind are all illusory. Only the thought that you have one breath left is real!"

Soros threw it directly on Thorin. Sorin caught Thor and rolled to the ground with him, ignoring to get up. Thorin thanked Soros.

"They are already enemies, stand up and do your best, don't turn your arms out."

Soros sneered, ignored him, and walked into the palace.

Sorin shook his head, and he fled to a remote corner with the unconscious Sol.

The strong beasts came to the palace, and they slaughtered the wide corridors, killing the dwarves everywhere.

Soros brought an orc army of about 4000 people this time, and the entire Modo army remained intact. Starting from Modo, Soros went straight to the northernmost point and came to the Erebor Kingdom.

The screams of dwarves and the roar of orcs continued to be heard beside them. Those dwarves who did not participate in the battle paid the price they should pay here.

Smaug flapped his wings and dashed from left to right at random. When he saw the large ocean of gold again, he swiped down joyfully, rolled hard in the pile of gold, and scattered gold rain all over the sky.

The strong orcs were also fascinated by the large amount of gold, silver and jewelry at the bottom of the corridor. They raised their knives even more excitedly, and slashed at the surrounding dwarves.

"Father, hurry up and let our people surrender. If we continue to fight like this, our dwarves will be wiped out!"

After Saul was settled, Sorin quickly ran outside, bypassing the places where the fierce fighting was taking place, and he came to Thorn's side.

"The dwarves will not admit defeat easily!"

Thorne stubbornly pushed Thorin away, and continued to join the battle with the soldiers beside him.

"Father, even if we have tens of thousands of dwarves, we still can't defeat the enemy. They own the giant dragon, and we can no longer resist it!"

"Let's talk about peace, reduce casualties, the lives of the clansmen shouldn't be wasted like this."

"Where is your grandpa?"

Hearing this, Thorn hesitated a little. The dwarves have united together because of the heart of the mountain, but the clansmen who have experienced disasters have lost nearly [-]%.

In order to stubbornly guard that wealth, the dwarves have already paid too much, and if they continue to die, they may soon have nothing!

"He was knocked out, take over the regime, father, grandpa has long lost his mind by those jewels with the breath of evil dragons, and now he is no longer suitable to be the leader of the dwarf kingdom!"

Thorn's face was angry, looking at the sad Thorin, the expression on his face dimmed again.

Why didn't he know that Sorin was telling the truth, but he didn't expect that day to come so soon.

"We want peace talks, we surrender, put down our arms, stop fighting!"

Suddenly, Thorn yelled quickly, and the dwarves around him looked at him with disbelief.

The orcs were still slaughtering wantonly in the palace, and the dwarf army continued to resist. Thorn became anxious. He took Thorin and began to look for Thoros.

At this moment, Soros was standing in front of a large number of orcs, using Sauron's energy to throw the dwarves in front of him. The dragon soared in mid-air, spouting flames from time to time, looking like a small house demolisher.

"Drive the enemies out!"

Sol rubbed his head with a splitting headache, and staggered out of the corner. He bumped into a strong orc and raised his head in a daze.

The orc looked at Thor wearing the crown in front of him, raised his blunt knife excitedly, and slashed at him.

When the knife fell halfway, the orc groaned, a lot of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and fell down in front of Sol.

Behind him, Thorne walked over holding a heavy axe.

"Hurry up and command our clansmen to drive those bandits out!"

"No, father, we have already decided to reach a settlement and stop letting the clansmen make unnecessary sacrifices."

Thorn came to Thor and looked at Thor who was furious again. He ordered the two dwarves beside him to stand him up.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, you are no longer suitable to be the leader of the dwarf kingdom!"

In Thor's roar, Thorin and Thorn supported him, telling the dwarves to stop and stop attacking the orcs.

With a crisp whistle, the giant dragon hovering in the sky fell back to the ground, retracted its wings, and obediently stayed beside Soros.

The melodious whistle sounded throughout the entire palace, and all the orcs put down the blunt knives in their hands, and began to gather quickly, coming to Soros' side.

The dwarves were capable of fighting. There were only more than 2000 strong orcs left beside Soros, and the dwarves were also killed and injured, and many of them had scars on their bodies.

"King Soros, we offer you a reconciliation, please let us dwarves go."

Coming in front of Soros, Thorne lowered his head and bent his waist.

"Kneel on one knee. From now on, the Dwarf Kingdom will be a subsidiary country of the Angor Kingdom. You must obey my orders. I will let you retain the right to self-government."

Hearing Soros' request, Thorne's face twitched, and the dwarves behind looked at Soros angrily, and Soros stared back unceremoniously.

"This is your own choice, do you still want to blame me!"

"Your Majesty, rest your anger."

Thorne sighed deeply and knelt down on one knee towards Soros.

"The dwarf kingdom will obey your command in the future."

"Abiding by the affirmative action, everyone can coexist peacefully. Now, you should pay the price for your actions."

As he spoke, Soros turned his head and looked at the palace covered with gold. . .