) [Lord of the Hobbit Rings] She's a dragon

The misty eyes of the mountain have stared at this land for thousands of years.

The heroic souls of the soldiers wandered in their homeland, singing sad poems.

A hundred years ago, the dragon's flame burned the mountain, and the smoke covered the sky. Now the descendants of Turin return in the fire of the doomsday.

And the magic of gold is irresistible.

King of the Mountain, what are you waiting for?

In 2941 of the third era, due to unsuccessful negotiations, the elves joined forces with the human race and the dwarves to fight against each other in the lonely mountain.

The King of the Mountain, Thorin II Oakenshield, invited his ally, the King of the Iron Hills, Dann Ironfoot, and the battle between the dwarves and the elves was imminent.

In this battle, the dwarves used spinning arrows against the elves for the first time. However, the elves had been prepared for a long time and cleverly used the formation and the strength of the rattan armor to greatly reduce casualties.

Just when the two sides fell into anxiety, the mountains not far away suddenly rose, and an earth dragon pierced through the hard rock, and the starfish-like "mouth" ruthlessly smashed the contained stone.

While the gravel was splashing, more earth dragons rushed out, leaving deep holes one by one...

Dai Naer stood on a high cliff, looking down at the ground. She watched half-orcs riding wolfs across the mountains, and smiled.

Is it finally here?

The battle between elves and dwarves did not end after all.

Even though Bard took out the Aken gem before, Thorin Oakenshield, who was in extreme anger, refused to believe it.

"I've seen the heart of the mountain! It's not like that at all, it must be a fake!!!" The dwarf king roared, and the dazzling gemstone in Bud's hand stabbed his eyes fiercely. Where are they?

how is this possible! ! !

Bilbo stood up, looked into Thorin's angry eyes, and said word by word, "Thorin, that's true."

Sorin's mind was blank, maybe Smaug took the Arkon gem and was caught by the elves?

But Bilbo broke his excuse cruelly, "I'm sorry, Thorin, I gave it to them, and with that fourteenth..."

Before the Hobbit finished speaking, he was lifted up by Thorin, and his bones slammed into the edge of the city wall.

"How dare you betray me! I trust you so much! You actually...I'm going to throw you down!!!"

For a moment Bilbo thought Thorin would really kill him.

Fortunately, the appearance of the orc saved his life.

In contrast to the panic of the dwarves, Thranduil commanded in an orderly manner, and the elves quickly changed their formation.

Gandalf walked slowly up to Dan, "How is it? Can your lord trust us now?"

As early as more than ten days ago, Gandalf met with the Lord of the Iron Hills, and his wise and ingenious words quickly dispelled Dan Ironfoot's guard.

Through the mouth of Dinar, Gandalf learned the secret weapon of the dwarves against the elves, which gave Gandalf more negotiating advantages.

Although Dan is arrogant and hates elves extremely, but compared with half-orcs, cooperating with elves is not so disgusting.

From the first moment the earth dragon appeared, Dan realized that Gandalf's news was correct.

No one can drive the earth dragon and orc, they are only loyal to that man from the beginning to the end.

Sauron is really back.

The location of the Lonely Mountain was extremely important, and Dan only hoped that his cousin would wake up sooner.

Several earth dragons broke through the mountains one after another, and more and more orcs and wargs surrounded here.

Gandalf looked at Dan II solemnly, "Now we can only destroy Sauron's conspiracy by joining forces. I hope you can let go of the past."

Dan nodded, "I understand that the elves and us are just entangled in interests, but they are different, dwarves will never yield to darkness!"

Gandalf smiled gratifiedly. The grievances between races cannot be eliminated at once, but when darkness comes, everyone has only one goal.

"What about those earth dragons?" Dan was a little worried. Although the intelligence of the earth dragons was low, their destructive power should not be underestimated because of their huge size.

Gandalf smiled, and pointed to a cliff with his wand, "Leave it to her."

Dinar guessed that it was almost time, and shouted to the cave behind: "Smaug! How long are you going to sleep?"

Her answer was a hum.

"Get up and work! Get rid of these rubbish, and you can sleep well!" Dinelle coaxed Smaug out.

The melodious dragon's cry resounded throughout the world, and everyone on the battlefield paused and looked up at the sky.

The figure of the fire dragon covered the sunlight, leaving a huge shadow.

The only recorded dragon in Middle-earth has finally shown its true strength.

Just as everyone was staring blankly at the golden red fire dragon, another dragon appeared in the sky!

This is a silver dragon. Although it is much smaller than Smaug, the temperature of the surrounding space is much lower when it appears.

What is even more impossible to ignore is the aura of a king who dominates the world.

Thranduil looked at the dazzling silver dragon, and he knew it was Dinar.

Such a little girl can actually turn into such a huge creature. She is no different from a human being in normal times. She looks weak and weak, but she is actually the same as that kind of fire-breathing dragon.

How is such a contrast not attractive?

It is really not too simple for two giant dragons to deal with a few earth dragons, but within a quarter of an hour, the earth dragons, which were still incomparably arrogant before, turned into pieces of charred black charcoal and ice.

After finishing the last earth dragon, Dinal returned to human form and landed on Smaug's back.

Fighting in the air has a great advantage. Dinar rides Smaug to support everywhere. Smaug is mainly responsible for group attacks. A fireball can burn one person to death. Dinar takes the opportunity to make up the knife.

Although there must be blood and flesh flying everywhere they go, the number of half-orcs they dealt with is far less than the entire army of half-orcs.

No matter how strong an individual soldier is, it will be difficult to quickly restore the situation. Someone like Sauron is indeed the pinnacle of strength.

The alliance formed by the dwarves and the elves is a tacit understanding. The dwarves erected their shields in rows and stretched out their sharp spears. Jumping up, he stabbed the enemy with his knife, killing one person in five steps, and splashing blood on the gold armor in ten steps.

This is the real war, tragic and tragic, with the blood of the soldiers to wash away the crime until there is no one left.

The first elves and dwarves to rush out had fallen, and their companions soon took their place, refusing to budge.

Once the enemy crosses this step, neither the people nor the land behind will be spared.

Thorin II Oakenshield finally woke up at the last moment. He led the remaining dwarves in the Lonely Mountain and rode into the battle circle on a strong ram.

The descendant of Turin, at last freed from the curse that haunted their grandparents for three generations, broke free from the magic of gold.

His joining greatly boosted the morale of the dwarves, and the situation was reversed for a while.

Dinar searched the sky for a long time but didn't see Thranduil and Legolas. She was a little worried, and suddenly remembered that Sorin and Azog fought on the mountain in the end, and Kili came to protect Tauriel. Die, and Legolas seems to be there too!

Right here, she suddenly spotted Thranduil, who was riding towards the center of the scale riding a big horned deer.

Countless half-orcs along the way tried to stop him, but they were all knocked away by the big horned deer, and occasionally a few blind ones were cut down by him several times.

Dinar quickly jumped and shuttled back and forth, and just as she landed on the city wall, she saw the big horned deer happened to be hit by two arrows and fell down.

Her heart trembled.

Thranduil was thrown out, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, turning over handsomely and stabilizing his figure, but the enemies had already surrounded him.

A small figure fell beside him.

Dai Naer held the sword, her face full of worry: "Are you all right?"

Thranduil shook his head slightly.

Without more time to express their concern for each other, the two tacitly killed the half-orc back to back.

Surrounded by the howls of enemies and the wailing of survivors in the distance, warm liquid was splashed on her face, but her heart was calm.

I don't know how long it took, the surroundings finally quieted down, and Dinar let out a long breath of relief.

"Cough!" Thranduil suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Dai Naer hurriedly supported his unsteady body, and groped around, "What's wrong with you? Where did you get hurt?"

Seeing her anxious face, Thranduil felt a little happy, and comforted him, "It's okay, I didn't suffer any injuries, I probably just fell."

Dinelle continued to check it worriedly, and found that there was indeed no wound. After thinking about it, she bit open the blood vessel on her wrist, sucked a mouthful of blood, and passed it to Thranduil.

Before the elf king could react, he was kissed fiercely by the little girl, and the thick blood in his mouth filled the air.

"...my blood can heal wounds." Danale explained, "You protect yourself well, I'm going to see how Legolas is doing."

Thranduil was also worried about his son, but Dinar was more suitable than him, and nodded to show that he knew.

Dai Naer turned around to leave, but was suddenly pulled back.

She looked at Thranduil suspiciously, and the other party smiled gently: "You also have to protect yourself, don't get hurt."

Dai Naer stared at him blankly, and finally nodded vigorously.

His few words are worth a thousand words.