People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

"I think the silver-haired elf is okay."

Seeing the elves rushing down the mountain with brisk steps and heading towards River Valley City, Sha Lin couldn't help but say: "Among the elves, he is considered a man."

Then she noticed Thorin looking over with a cold look.

"Of course, he is just as ugly as the other elves. I really don't understand why these elves don't grow beards."

Although the dwarves hate the elves, no matter what, what Legolas and the elves are doing at the moment is to help the dwarves successfully reach the Lonely Mountain. Unless there is no emotion in their hearts, even the dwarves have to respect and be grateful for these things. The behavior of elves.

"It's not worthy of gratitude." Thorin said: "Look, they can only shoot two arrows in the distance and then run away. How much attention do you think they can help us attract?"

No dwarf echoed Thorin's words.

As they get closer and closer to the Lonely Mountain, even the dullest dwarves can feel that this once wise and competent king in their hearts seems to be changing.

This change is even more obvious because of the travelers.

"Get ready to go." Tang Sen looked up at the ferocious beasts that still hadn't left. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles. Their target was him from beginning to end. In fact, because of the departure of the elves, they started to move again. .

"We cannot waste the opportunity created by the elves. Whether we can successfully reach the Lonely Mountain and enter Erebor depends entirely on the weapons in your hands."

Everyone understood the meaning of Tang Sen's words.

This road is destined to be cut out with weapons.

"Nothing can block my way into Erebor." Shalin growled and looked at Tang Sen: "Tang Sen, you only need to think about how to deal with that evil dragon - wait, you are here what?"

In her eyes, the traveler suddenly took out a unique set of mithril armor and was putting it on with difficulty.

That mithril armor is not smooth at all. Let's put it this way, whether it is the helmet, shoulders, or even the chest and back, they are all covered with dense spikes, just like a hedgehog, which makes people feel chilled in their hearts and dare not approach them. .

"Be prepared with both hands." Tang Sen said while carefully putting on the armor: "Although I have confidence in you, the next situation may be very chaotic. In order to avoid being captured by those damn ferocious beasts, I must have certain self-preservation ability.”

"The way you are now, let alone a ferocious beast, I feel like even a giant dragon can't attack you." Shalin covered his forehead: "Damn it, can Mithril Armor still be used like this?"

"Be smart and be prepared." Tang Sen finally put on this strange armor, pulled down his visor, stretched out his hand, and a silver-white mithril stabbing sword appeared in his hand.

Not only Shalin, but also all the dwarves had their eyes widened.

"Traveler, you're not going to kill anyone, are you?"

The impact of this scene on the dwarf was no different than when a spectator was watching a game and suddenly discovered that the 70- or 80-year-old head coach was warming up next to the platform.

"I've actually been practicing for a while." Tang Sen didn't react at all to the dwarf's surprise, and said matter-of-factly: "I told you, be prepared."

"Does anyone really think that I can't do anything at all?"

The dwarves nodded in unison.

"Tang Sen, to be honest, your fighting ability is a joke." Shalin said directly: "Don't expect the gadget in your hand to be of any use. The only thing you can hope for is to use your movements to make the Oaks laugh to death."

"You think you're funny?"

Tang Sen glared over.

"Actually, Sharda has always felt that I am not humorous enough." Shalin was a little happy and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

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dwarf!

Tang Sen didn't want to be so fully armed, but he was really not as confident as he appeared on the surface.

Indeed, the scene in front of him was guided step by step by his own hands. He had already expected that reaching Gushan would be a very difficult journey, but this did not mean that he was fully confident in dealing with it all.

After all, this time is different from usual. There is an unknown flesh and blood mill ahead. No one can predict what will happen on the battlefield. Anyone who goes to the battlefield for the first time will be uneasy, and Tang Sen is no exception.

Don't expect that after experiencing a few naval battles in the last world, the battlefield ahead will be calm. Tang Sen just wants to say that these are completely different things!

Oaks, wargs, trolls, spiders and even ferocious beasts, anything could break through the dwarves' formation and come to him.

At least he has a sword in his hand. Although it may not be useful, it can increase his confidence a little bit.

Looking from a distance, the elves led by Legolas were almost approaching River Valley City, and River Valley City was also boiling. Waves of dark creatures were pouring out in a crazy and disorderly manner. Tang Sen could see The arrows of the elves continued to shoot out, but the wave hardly stopped at all.

A drop in the bucket.

The dwarves took the opportunity to run along the foothills, avoiding River Valley City's sight, and rushed towards the side of the lonely mountain.

The screams of ferocious beasts were heard above the head, and then a strong wind hit. These things were not able to speak like Oaks, so they used this method to notify the dark power of River Valley City that the real master was here.

Tang Sen buried his head and only focused on running, ignoring the attacking beasts. Without the interference of other things, the dwarves were enough to deal with them.

Sarin's giant hammer successfully scared off the ferocious beasts, but their goal had been achieved. Thorin ran up two steps and looked towards River Valley City. He saw that the dark wave branched off and headed towards this direction to kill. Come over.

"Quick! Faster!"

Every minute and every second means greater danger. Everyone worked hard. The foot of the Gushan Mountain is only about ten miles away. According to the normal speed, they can reach it soon, but those ferocious beasts have been harassing and delaying it. Speed, when everyone finally arrived, the place was already crowded with densely packed Oak cavalry.

"There's no way around it!" Thorin shouted, "There's only one way up the mountain! It's blocked!"

"Then just rush over with force!"

Tang Sen looked at the sky and saw that half of the day was already over.

"We cannot be held back. Once their large forces arrive, we will not be able to advance even one step and will be dragged to death here."

Tang Sen ordered forcefully: "Shalin, you and Thorin change places and let her open the way in front."

The dwarves' formation has always been Thorin in the front. This is not only because of Thorin's combat effectiveness, but also because of Thorin's status. However, the situation was urgent at this time, and Tang Sen was too lazy to worry about Thorin's face. In terms of combat effectiveness, Sarin was Much stronger than Thorin.

The dwarves also recognized this, so they did not consult Thorin again and silently changed the lineup, letting Thorin take the deputy position.

I don't know what Thorin is thinking at this moment, but there is no doubt that no matter how angry he is, the most important thing at the moment is to break through the Oak defense.

The roar of the warg was very close at hand, and the two sides collided directly. The roar of Sarin resounded throughout the battlefield, and the mithril hammer swept across, leaving a void in front of them.

But soon the Oak cavalry came to fill in, and the team took a step forward.

The Orcs they faced this time were different from before. In the past, the Orcs would retreat out of fear or even flee. However, under Sauron's direct order, no Orc would retreat. They would use their own flesh and blood to Blocking everyone's progress.

Boom--boom--

Heavy footsteps came closer and closer. They were mountain trolls. They were different from their jungle troll counterparts. Although they also hated sunlight, sunlight was not fatal to them.

It held two huge chain hammers in its hands, and it swept directly towards the crowd regardless of whether the Oak cavalry could dodge or not.

"The formation cannot be broken up, hold on!"

Shalin made the most correct decision. On this kind of battlefield, if she spread out to avoid attacks, she would never have the chance to re-form. She huddled directly behind the giant hammer and moved toward the chain. Hammer greeted him.

The sound of metal collision that could make people's minds explode resounded. Shalin was shaken and flew upside down. The dwarves pressed against him one after another, alleviating the potential energy on Shalin. Shalin just shook his head and stood. Stabilizing his body, he angrily swung the hammer and hit the troll's chin from bottom to top.

The blow was so powerful and heavy that the troll staggered around. In the end, it failed to grasp its balance and fell directly to the ground, crushing two unlucky Oak Cavalry.

"Go on! Follow my footsteps!"

Sarin did not take any pause and led the team to continue to advance forward. Although it was only at a slow pace, in the face of such a huge enemy, this was already a gratifying achievement.

It was only then that the dwarves suddenly realized that the beautiful Shalin in their minds actually had a more convincing leadership temperament than Thorin.

She seems to be born for the battlefield, suitable for leading her tribe to charge.

This boosted the morale of the dwarves, who wielded their weapons tirelessly. All enemy attacks were blocked by mithril armor, and the occasional trolls and spiders were dealt with by Sarin.

I don’t know how long they fought fiercely, but when the surrounding air turned as red as blood, everyone was shocked to realize that they were already standing at the foot of the lonely mountain. In front of them was a magnificent dwarf sculpture hundreds of meters high, and a hidden and steep staircase. Built into the sculptural garments.

"Here we are--"

Shalin turned her head in confusion. There were no enemies in front of her, and behind her was a bloody road with broken limbs. Those Oaks were still looking at them with eager eyes, and there were more and more of them. In the afterglow of the setting sun, she even saw Where is the end of the enemy?

However, it finally succeeded. Miraculously, with dozens of people, they were able to fight their way out of the siege of thousands of enemies.

Kili and Fili, who were not cursed, were already paralyzed from exhaustion, and the other dwarves were also listless and extremely exhausted.

"We are here!" Sarin raised his hammer and shouted, "For Durin!"

"Shalin! Shalin! Shalin!" The dwarves also woke up from a dream. They almost cried with joy and shouted fanatically Shalin's name. Everyone saw with their own eyes that this red-haired female dwarf was on the battlefield. How invincible she was, she never fell down once. She always stood at the front, withstood the greatest pressure and faced the most enemies, but she took the dwarves back home.

"Mythril Hammer."

Balin, the oldest, couldn't help but pronounce the nickname.

The dwarves were silent for a moment, then burst into even louder cheers.

"For Durin!"

"For Sarin Mithril Hammer!"

Although I can’t compare to the 50-chapter volume king in Japan, I really tried my best~ (Shalin face)

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