Start with the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 32



"Kill all dwarf bastards!"

"Kill all dwarf bastards!"

Under the leadership of the second little leader, the orc wolf cavalry roared towards the expedition.

The dwarves led by Sorin oak shield looked serious and ready.

Morgan and Gandalf, standing behind the dwarves, looked much calmer.

Especially Morgan.

Watching a tall Orc emerge from the orc cavalry, shouting orders to other orcs.

Morgan just saw clearly that the other party saw the former Orc leader shot dead by himself and planted on the back of a wolf.

There was a smile on his face, although it was very ferocious.

But Morgan can still clearly see each other's joy.

"Is this the excitement of seeing the leader dead and finally his turn to the top?"

"If so, it's too early for you to be happy. I want to congratulate your next..."

Look at the oncoming Orc wolf cavalry.

Morgan murmured with interest. He liked the sense of achievement that he could control the enemy's life and death at any distance.

Morgan reached for the quiver.

This time, he drew three arrows at a time.

Closer, closer.

Finally, the incoming Orc wolf cavalry fiercely ran into the dwarf expedition led by SOLIN oak shield.

And the wolf cavalry here is about to rush up a second ago.

Morgan released the arrow.

"Whoosh..."

Three arrows darted at the orc wolf cavalry.

In a third of a second.

The three orcs who rushed to the front immediately groaned and fell on the back of the wolf.

The little Orc leader who just emerged as the leader was among them.

"Bang Bang..."

More than twenty Orc wolf Knights fiercely rushed into the dwarf expedition of more than a dozen people.

The intensity of the momentum has not lost the battle on a larger scale.

However, the orc wolf knight is different from the cavalry Knight of other intelligent races.

Because the wolf in the crotch of the orc is more ferocious than the ORC.

"Kill!!!"

The dwarves roared and waved weapons to fight to death.

Morgan stood next to Gandalf, his long bow pulled to the ground.

Arrows are like the most ferocious and ruthless killers.

The orcs and wolves on the battlefield in front of us are far better than the giant ogres without rough skin and thick flesh.

The orcs and wolves who were shot by Morgan had little chance to stand up again.

Because Morgan's every arrow hit the deadliest head of the orc and the wolf.

Unlike the night attack encounter with the orc scouts a day ago.

In that war, Morgan tried his best to kill more enemies in order to obtain soul power.

Now Morgan knows more about the position of the archer.

When the balance of victory in the battlefield is on his own side, of course, he should try his best to kill the enemy in order to obtain soul power to the greatest extent.

When the outcome of the battlefield is unknown or even in danger.

What Morgan has to do is not only to kill a large number of enemies, but also to fully protect his teammates.

Just like now, under the cover and help of the melee wizard Gandalf.

Morgan's eyes were almost entirely on the members of the bloody dwarf expedition ahead.

As long as he saw which dwarf was in danger, Morgan could always help each other at the first time.

Although some soul power will certainly be sacrificed, protecting the casualties of expedition members is also protecting themselves.

Morgan is very self-conscious. No expedition members and partners fight to the death.

If he is surrounded by orcs alone, there will be only one end, that is death!

He is far from growing up to be able to fight an entire army alone.

If the Archer has a level.

So Morgan thinks:

A qualified Archer can kill the enemy more efficiently on the battlefield.

An excellent Archer can not only kill a large number of enemies on the battlefield, but also protect his own side and teammates to a certain extent.

A master Archer can not only kill a lot of enemies, but also affect the outcome of a battle to a certain extent.

A higher-level Archer is just a figure on the battlefield, which can frighten and deter the enemy leaders like nuclear weapons, and make the enemy dare not act rashly.

Because he can easily shoot anyone if he wants to.

His presence threatens everyone of the enemy at any time, especially the enemy leader.

However, when an archer reaches that strength, it can no longer be called an archer.

That's a marksman!

Further up, if there is something more powerful than a marksman.

That must be the legendary "God of archers!".

Now Morgan has initially reached the standard of excellent archers and is trying to climb to the master archer.

......

"Bow your head!"

Morgan, who horns with Gandalf, suddenly whispered.

Gandalf kicked over the entangled orcs and immediately bowed his head with understanding.

Next second.

"Whoosh..."

An arrow was almost close to the pointed hood on Gandalf's head.

After a dull hum.

Gandalf immediately turned his head and saw a tall Orc holding a mace shaped weapon. The arrow in the middle of his eyebrow was falling back.

Gandalf didn't care, and a sword pierced the orc who rushed up again in front of him.

Another wand in his hand suddenly knocked at Morgan, whose back was facing him.

"Bang..."

A faint white light flickered.

The invisible magic energy exploded.

A Orc trying to sneak into Morgan was knocked off by Gandalf with a stick.

Morgan shot a wolf who had sneaked into Sorin oak shield with an arrow, turned around and smiled at Gandalf who had saved himself.

Gandalf ignored it directly, turned around and continued to deal with the incoming wolf.

"The boy's performance today is much more powerful than himself..."

"No, it's not just more powerful than himself. The boy's performance today is more powerful than any one in the team."

Gandalf muttered to himself.

It's not just Gandalf, but the other dwarfs saved by Morgan today.

In fact, I know when I think about it.

When you are fighting a ferocious enemy, you are attacked behind you.

But if someone suddenly kills the sneaker and saves you from danger, you will naturally be grateful to each other.

Especially when they saved you more than once.

More than 20 Orc wolf Knights deal with 16 expedition members.

Although the orcs had a small number of advantages, they soon lost their troops when the individual combat power of the expedition was more elite.

In just a few minutes, more than 20 Orc wolf cavalry died and injured more than half.

This should be put in peacetime. I'm afraid the remaining orcs have been scared away.

Orcs don't have the spiritual consciousness of fighting to the death, never.

Only under extremely severe high-pressure orders can these orcs resist the fear of death and continue to fight.

"Ouch..."

There was a constant howl of terror in the distance.

This means that Orc reinforcements are on their way.

Listening to the clearer howling, I looked at the remaining orcs around me who showed fear but still didn't retreat.

Sorin oak shield shouted anxiously, "Orc reinforcements will arrive soon. Kill them all!"

"Kill!!!"