Marvel's I am the Primordial Beast

Borg above the warg sniffed his nose

A special smell of half-orcs, Borg likes this smell very much, it is inexplicably sweet.

Those damn dark forest elves actually ambushed themselves and their men, and when they arrived with the half-orc army from Gangbada Mountain, they would surely let their dark forest flow into rivers of blood.

Tut tut

wolf howl

The gate of the half-orc fortress in Gangbada Mountain opened, and the fully-armed half-orc army came out with neat steps. Borg overcame the wolf and pulled down the front of the team. Watching the team run out, the special training strengthened the assault The orcs with the ability ran out and headed towards the Lonely Mountain.

They are the vanguard of the half-orc team, they are used to take the first step to occupy Crow Ridge, and by the way help them detect if there are any enemies on the road.

Hum

Borg expressed his satisfaction at the special breed of orcs running farther and farther, and then rode a warg and slowly led the army towards the lonely mountain.

Legolas and Tauriel, who were hiding on the rock next to them, looked at the situation in embarrassment. The orcs who came out of Gambada Mountain were much better and stronger than they expected. These guys are not easy to deal with.

"We have to go back and bring the message back"

"Okay, Legolas, let's go"

Riding on his white horse, Legolas felt the soft body of Tauriel hugging him tightly behind him, and his heart was surging.

The dwarf kingdom at the foot of the lonely mountain knew that war was coming, so Bahrain and the others went to the dwarf's elite arsenal and pulled out the dusty armor and weapons.

After a little wiping, those dusty weapons shone with metallic brilliance. The weapons in this arsenal were all the best of the best forged by the Dwarf Kingdom at the foot of the Lonely Mountain. A huge dragon, and the dwarves deserved it.

The weapons forged by dwarves, unless they wear the thumb-thick heavy plate armor, can be easily pierced by other humans, elves or half-orcs.

Kili and Fili are dwarves born in the Blue Mountains. They have never been to the kingdom below the mountain, nor have they seen the power of the Turin dwarves in the kingdom of Lonely Mountain. Sorin took one of the broadswords and handed it to Fili. He Qili: "You guys have never seen the power of our Lonely Mountain Dwarf Kingdom back then. Weapons like this are the best of the best. This kind of sword can easily split the armor of those humans and elves. As for those smelly Not to mention the cool half-orc ones, they don’t weigh thirty to fifty catties, try holding them in your hands.”

Although Qili and Feili are a little skinny on weekdays, they are still elite fighters of the new generation of dwarves, especially Feili and Qili are both royal blood with the lineage of Gushan Turin, and their natural strength is stronger than ordinary dwarves .

The two tried to swing the broad sword in their hands, and nodded in satisfaction: "The weight is right."

"The sound is also very sharp"

"It's a fine sword, Uncle"

Thorin pointed to the thick plate armor: "Those armors are also good things. Even with these swords, they cannot be easily split. Of course, there are better things, but I have already given them to our good friend Bilbo." up"

For giving Bilbo the Mithril Armor, Sorin felt that he did the right thing. After all, Bilbo saw that he had done a lot for them, including saving his own life and helping them entangle with the dragon Smaug. Garfield had taken Smaug away, and Bilbo had paid enough for them for the value of the mithril armor.

Sorin was their king, and he should have worn the mithril armor originally, but since the other party gave it away, they couldn't get anything out of it.

Kili and Fili are not stingy dwarves, they just give away things when they give them away.

Everyone put on their armor and began to reassign the duty of duty. It was very late at night, and Bofur and Kili squatted at the door in heavy armor, looking at Hegu Town in the distance.

Now Qili's mind is full of Tauriel's figure, whenever he is free, he will think of her, that ugly female elf with elegant movements and quick kills.

"Kili, what are you thinking?"

Feili didn't know what the truth was, walked up to Qili's back and slapped him fiercely: "But you are not keeping you in a daze by guarding the door."

After being taught a lesson by his brother, Kili came back to his senses, looked at his brother Fili and said to him, "Brother, I'm not in a daze, I'm just thinking about that elf girl."

elf girl

About the love between dwarves and elves, Fili wanted to say something at first, but when he thought about it, a smirk appeared on his face: "Good brother, come on, I am optimistic about you, although that elf is a bit ugly, but it is not impossible for us accept her"

呸

Balin, who quietly walked over to see the situation, taught Feili: "What's ugly? The aesthetics of our dwarves is different from that of elves. That elf girl should be a beautiful person according to the aesthetics of elves. You two don’t know, don’t talk nonsense, as for taking an elf, my old Bahrain also agrees very much, let those pointed ears know the charm of our dwarves.”

Hehe hehe

Hahaha

Ha ha ha

The familiar smiles on the faces of a group of dwarves are similar to the teacher's idea of ​​going to an island country to perform cross talk to praise our country.

These dwarves

so much fun

Garfield, who was hiding in River Valley Town, used magic to look at their situation, and then glanced at Asog who had arrived at Crow Ridge in the middle of the night. Garfield had to say that Asog was a talent, but his appearance was a bit ugly. , is also a half-orc, within the scope of his own aesthetics, if it is another race, it is not impossible for him to recruit him to his camp.

It's a pity that Asog must die.

At night, Thranduil knew that the orc was by his side, but he didn't sleep peacefully. He woke up many times and looked in the direction of Raven Ridge. He clasped his hands tightly, and when he wanted to do something, Thranduil would secretly warn him. Myself: The plan for tomorrow is already prepared. I can't ruin the big event because of my personal grievances and desire for revenge. An Asog is not terrible, so I have to hold back.

After his own persuasion, Thranduil finally gave up the idea of ​​immediately riding his own stag to Raven Ridge to destroy those damned orcs.

Gandalf and Bilbo stayed in the same tent, and they didn't have a good rest. Although Garfield was there, he also used some means to bring Thorin to the unpolluted gold in the Dwarf Hall. Not sure either.

Bilbo was worried about whether Sorin would blame himself in the end after he sent the Arken gem, and that he was a deserter now, so he could do something on his own.

To be continued