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

"Hahahahahaha it's so fun to be on the dragon's back!"

Sarin hung on Smaug's back, his fingers stuck in the gaps between the scales, and the clouds passed quickly like mist.

Not many people in Middle-earth can appreciate the feeling of flying. This is the first time for the dwarves to overlook the earth from the sky, see the clouds below them, see the lakes, and the mountains as small as toy models.

Smaug was obviously not in a good mood, so he almost used his speed to the extreme. It was only a hundred miles from the Lonely Mountain to the Iron Hills, and in less than half an hour, everyone had already seen those continuous mountains.

Of course, there is also the dark, ant-like Orc army.

The thumping sound of drums can be heard even in mid-air.

The dwarves have put on brand new mithril armor and regained the immortal curse. This time they did not resist it. After all, it turns out that the curse is not irreversible.

"It seems the war has been going on for quite some time."

Tang Sen overlooked the entire battlefield and could see that all the dark creatures were blocked from the dwarves' defense line. The dwarves of the Iron Hills were very powerful in combat, and they were also able to forge exquisite war weapons that were at the top of the Middle-earth continent.

As soon as the Orc's arrow rain was launched into the air, it was directly crushed into pieces by the rotating fan-like device launched by the Iron Hills Dwarf, and hit the Orc formation, twisting out a large piece of flesh and blood.

And those Oak Wolf Cavalry couldn't get past the dwarves' shield formation and spear formation.

On the flank, a small wave of dwarf cavalry was rampaging, invincible.

Those were goat cavalry, a specialty of the Iron Hills. Those majestic goats had super speed and jumping ability, and the horns on their heads were enough to knock away Orcs.

Obviously, in this war, the dwarves of the Iron Hills were at an advantage on most fronts. There was only one place where the dwarves fell into a hard fight and even suffered heavy casualties.

It was a pale behemoth, looking like a lizard from above, but in comparison, the dwarf's reminder looked like an ant next to it.

"The cold dragon beyond the gray mountains!"

This kind of cold dragon does not have wings, cannot fly, and cannot breathe like a real dragon, but it also has a certain amount of dragon blood, so it is huge and its scales are hard.

"They taste good!" Smaug commented: "And there is so much meat that you can't finish it in one meal."

"Is this also on your diet? To a certain extent, shouldn't you be the same kind?" Tang Sen asked curiously.

"Same kind?" Smaug was angry: "What a joke, is this humble lizard worthy of being my kind?"

Well, obviously Smaug does not recognize the thin dragon blood that the cold dragon possesses.

On the battlefield, both the Orcs and the dwarves noticed the dragon descending. The dwarves were all on guard and shrank their front. Of course they recognized that this was their old neighbor, Smaug, who occupied the Lonely Mountain.

Its power to shock is unquestionable.

The lord of the Iron Hills, Dain Ironfoot, who was leading the charge of the goat cavalry, involuntarily restrained the strong boar under his crotch and prepared to retreat to the gate of the Iron Hills.

At this moment, he noticed a silver-white figure jumping down from Smaug's back.

They smashed heavily into the Orc army formation, stirring up dust all over the sky.

One even hit him directly in front of him, causing the wild boar sitting down to take a few steps back.

"what's the situation?"

He cautiously looked into the crater. The dust was blown away by the wind, and a dwarf in silver-white armor stood up unsteadily.

The dwarf also held an extremely exaggerated giant hammer in his hand.

"I feel like my bones have been shaken apart." Dain could hear the other party's voice coming through the visor.

"Female dwarf?!" He couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Huh?" The dwarf noticed Dyne next to him, raised his hand and said hello: "Hey, your mount is so handsome!"

"Who are you? How could you jump off the dragon's back? How could you be so high? Be careful!" Dine had not finished asking a long list of questions, but the Oaks had already rushed up, and he hurriedly spoke out remind.

Then he saw a scene that stunned him. The mysterious female dwarf swung a giant hammer and spun around. The Orcs seemed to have no weight, and the whole piece was smashed away.

"You are Thorin's younger brother, Dain Ironfoot, right?" the female dwarf's bell-like voice sounded: "You are too long-winded! Let me calm down first before I talk to you!"

Then, she rushed into the Orcs like a bulldozer.

In other places, the dwarves also stood up one by one. They waved their weapons and did not try to avoid the Oak attacks at all. They forcibly separated the Oak army.

"Durin's beard—"

This reinforcements dropped from the sky completely beyond Dine's imagination.

The armor on their bodies is mithril?

When did the dwarf tribe become so wealthy?

On the other side, shrill screams rang out. Dain turned his head and looked around, only to see the shadows under his wings falling from the sky. The evil dragon that made all dwarves tremble with fear spewed out monstrous dragon flames, burning on the cold dragon's body. On the body.

The huge cold dragon that left the dwarves helpless looked like a pocket toy under Smaug's wings. Its sharp wing claws directly pierced the scales of the cold dragon, and ice-blue blood spattered out.

The dwarves fled in all directions, watching the evil dragon kill the cold dragon easily, then spread its wings and cut through the Orc army.

The fire started a prairie fire.

In just a few minutes, the attacking Oaks collapsed.

They left the corpses on the ground and fled in the direction of the gray mountains.

Until this moment, Dain had not woken up from the shock.

Is war such a simple thing? It always feels like a one-sided killing.

"It's boring." He saw the female dwarf carrying the giant hammer striding over. In just a few minutes, her armor was stained with black blood, and hundreds of Orcs fell into her hands. .

The other dwarves also came closer sporadically. One of the dwarves lifted his visor, revealing his gray beard.

"Dyne, long time no see!"

"Bahrain?" Dain asked in shock: "Why is it you?"

He naturally knew Bahrain. After all, Bahrain had lived in Gushan before it fell, and he was already an old dwarf over two hundred years old.

"I heard about your expedition. I originally wanted to go to Lonely Mountain to help you, but I was stopped by these damn Oaks." He jumped down from the wild boar, went over to hug Bahrain, and said happily: "I see you are safe. It’s great to have nothing to do!”

"We have experienced a lot." Bahrain said with a smile: "Fortunately, the travelers helped us."

"Traveler?"

Dain saw the evil dragon falling aside and lowered its head. Only then did he see the throne at the dragon's horns.

"He surrendered the evil dragon and helped us take back the Lonely Mountain. It is also his wish to come to support Iron Hills this time." Bahrain said from the side: "Let me introduce to you——"

"No, I've heard of travelers." Dyne came forward to greet him, "Coming from a distant place, the owner of the Supreme Lord of the Rings."

He tried his best not to look into the terrifying golden eyes, lowered his head slightly, and said: "It's an honor to meet you, Dragon Conqueror. I heard that your destination is Iron Hills, but I didn't expect that you would be here. Let’s meet under certain circumstances.”

"May the light of Durin shine upon you, Lord of the Iron Hills." Tang Sen jumped down from the dragon's head and looked at Dyne: "I hope my arrival will not be too presumptuous."

"I bring good news and bad news."

War does not happen overnight, but is a protracted affair.

Especially in this era where transportation is basically based on legs, preparing for war and marching will take up a long time.

East of the Misty Mountains, the war surrounding the Lonely Mountain has consumed all of Sauron's power in Dol Guldur, and there is still a complete army that is ready to go at any time.

According to common sense, those armies are enough to sweep through the Great Jungle, trek all the way to the Iron Hills, and control the entire east of the Misty Mountains in Sauron's hands.

Unfortunately, things did not develop according to common sense.

A giant dragon, a giant dragon that was supposed to stand on the side of darkness, completely destroyed the morale of the dark army. And before the army could reunite, the elves of the Woodland Kingdom came out in full force and completely scattered the army. exterminate.

When the news came back to Mordor, Sauron realized that his minions on the east side of the Misty Mountains had been completely cut off. He had lost his best chance to regain the Lord of the Rings, and the next war would no longer be a surprise attack. A blitzkrieg like Gushan.

It is a huge war between the dark camp and the entire Middle-earth.

Countless armors and weapons are forged in the forges of Mordor every day, and Harland's army, the human kingdom under Sauron's control, has begun an expedition toward Gondor along the Harland Road. .

Every force is gathering momentum, and all the creatures in Middle-earth know that what they will face next is the last decisive battle of this era, which will determine the fate of Middle-earth.

The battlefield will probably take place in the human country closest to Mordor, the city that has guarded Mordor for thousands of years, the White City - Minas Tirith.

Half a year passed by in a flash.

Today is just one chapter, and it’s a bit stuck. I’ve noticed some problems, and I’m going to change the outline and speed it up.

Originally, there would be a lot of content about war in the future, a hymn that reflects the courage of human beings in Middle-earth, and a pretentious line between the protagonist and Gondor, but after thinking about it, it would take too much to make these content reasonable. The focus is on Gondor and Rohan itself, rather than on the protagonist.

Just like the Iron Hills section, I will write about how Daine reasonably accepted Sarin's status, and how Tang Sen borrowed troops from Iron Hills, which will take two more chapters. These contents can be written, but after all, the paid chapters will have a bit of a dull look. Water, the pace will be a bit slow.

Readers should be more willing to see how the protagonist pretends to be Smaug and how to crush Mordor.

So, to make a choice, I will take over many of the procrastinating plots and try my best to let everyone see the highlights in each chapter.