Strike

The dwarves looked determined, their momentum was high, and their fighting spirit was self-evident.

Karl looked at these dwarves and couldn't help being stunned.

After a while, he smiled.

"Very well, then let us work together...to plant hope for this world!"

Sure enough, even some trivial things, no matter how gloomy they are usually, sometimes they can always emit unexpected light.

Karl changed his mind about the dwarves for the first time.

"Ah, what a touching scene." Gandalf stood aside, smiling all over his face, with a gentle and kind light in his eyes.

He just likes to watch these harmonious scenes, and likes to watch... the moving stories between characters who have different personalities and different wills, but are willing to let go of their prejudices and unswervingly unite for the same stand.

This scene should be remembered by history.

Sorin Oakenshield, king of the dwarves, and Karl Green, the legendary human ranger, once again reached a firm cooperation for the peace of Middle-earth and the eradication of evil.

...

"Humans, dwarves?" The orcs finally arrived, "How dare you come to our chassis and kill them!"

"Ho Ho Ho!" The mighty Orc troop rushed towards Kal Solin.

"Kill!" Thorin roared loudly, and also raised his long sword. The dwarves responded positively, with astonishing momentum, and rushed towards the Orcs.

"Boom!" The flow of people collided, and the tall Orcs who charged head-on were knocked to the ground by the "old, weak, sick and disabled" dwarves.

"Puff puff puff!" Swords and swords, waving sounds, chopping sounds, and sparks raised by the collision and friction of iron tools, blended and merged in the air, turning the narrow cave into a purgatory.

The orcs' purgatory came, and the dwarves were as powerful as a rainbow, led by two or three tigers, like a sword with a king kong, irresistible wherever it passed.

Karl swung his elf sword, and the blood of Thorin King of the Dwarves was also stimulated. With incredible strength, he rushed to the left and slammed again, knocking the orcs to the ground and hacking them to death. Gandalf also mixed in with the crowd, playing the autumn wind, swinging his wand just right, and always killing with a single blow.

The situation was falling to one side, and the Orcs kept retreating.

"Quick, go and notify the master!" After the leader Orc shouted this sentence, his head was split in two.

The Orcs finally realized at this moment that the dwarves and humans in front of them were not simple things, and they fled around in panic.

...

In the dark and gloomy stone road, a figure is constantly climbing past, his huge eyes, in the blackness, appear abnormally bright, like magic eyes that peek into everything, constantly staring at everything happening around .

"Where is it? Where is it?" Gulu stood on all fours, looking around constantly, "My baby, where are you?"

Gulu lost his ring here, and now that he returns to his old place, the first thing to do is of course to find it.

In order to regain the ring, he would yell loudly at the entrance of the cave, telling Thorin and others to attract Orc's attention.

Now, as he expected, the Orcs were all attracted by Thorin, and what he had to do now was to find the Lord of the Rings as soon as possible.

"Where is it? Where is it? Ah~ where is it? My baby!" After searching for a long time, Gulu didn't see what he was looking for, but his mood began to become a little impatient.

But after jumping over the next rock wall, the anxiety on his face disappeared, and his eyes stared fiercely at a figure in front of him.

Not far from the direction he was staring at, an Orc who was taller than others was standing in front of a table dripping with blood.

On the table, there is a...creature. Oak kept doing something to the creature, raised his hand, and lowered it again. There was a sound of "sizzling", and the fiery red fireworks shone on the stone wall, casting a scene like hell.

Blood dripped down continuously, and on the table, the pair of protruding feet dangled feebly, and the smell of blood spread along the blackened cloth shoes on the feet.

Looking at this scene, Gulu shook his body subconsciously, and a consciousness flashed in his heart: "He is too scary, we can't beat him."

"let's go."

Some bad memories flashed through Gulu's mind.

But the next moment, it was replaced by anger

"No, this robber stole our things, this ugly, lowly guy, I will kill him, and I will get our treasure back."

After all, Gulu's eyes glowed red, and he crawled towards the tall Orc.

Before, it was this Orc who took his ring.

Gulu's movements were very light, and he hardly made a sound.

The orc was still torturing the creature in his hand, and he didn't notice Gollum approaching him.

Finally, the distance is closer.

Gulu stood on the rock wall, clinging to the stone, looking at the Orc below, showing excitement and joy, but more cruelty.

As long as he killed this guy, as long as he killed the Orc in front of him, his treasure, it would return to his hands.