Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 185 The Fall of Thorin and the Blowing of the Holy Horn Again

Thranduil and Thorin were the first to see a burst of darkness covering the sky at a frightening speed, black clouds filled the sky in an instant, Donglei rumbled in the mountains with a strong wind, and lightning illuminated the mountain peaks.Amidst the rumble of thunder, more than a dozen groups of black shadows whirled and hurried towards them, but they were not blown by the wind, but came from the east, like a huge cloud made up of birds, so dense that no light could penetrate them wings.

Those are more than a dozen giant dragons flying from the northern mountains.The largest one is about 60 meters from head to tail, with its wings spread nearly 40 meters.

"Dragon, the dragon is coming," Thorin yelled sharply.

Erebo and the guards on the peaks on both sides immediately became tense.Thranduil ordered the dwarven wind crossbow to be erected.

But these war weapons made by Morgoth did not directly attack the Lonely Mountain, but hovered continuously in the sky, making bursts of roars.The gate and the mountains on both sides trembled under the terrible roar.A huge echo kept echoing in the dwarf hall.Fear spread in the hearts of elves and dwarves as well as men.

Immediately afterwards, a desperate horn sounded from the east, and everyone couldn't help looking east.I saw a small group at first, and then countless orcs and wolves with hideous faces and foul breaths, holding deadly spears and scimitars, suddenly jumped out from the eastern hillside.There were too many red and black flags to count, and the troops rushed chaotically like a raging tide.

The rumble they made as they ran was like thunder in the sky, and their roars were almost comparable to the dragons in the sky.They were coming towards the valley at great speed.He didn't even stop, but directly sent out a force to attack the mountain on the right.

"They're here!"

Thorin yelled, "Everyone, get ready!"

At this time, the giant dragon in the sky also swooped down, and a mouthful of fiery dragon flames sprayed down.

Thus, the battle broke out.

On the eastern mountain peak, the elves deployed troops between the rocks at the foot of the mountain and on the slope a little above; more than 20 dwarven wind crossbows shot special huge iron arrows almost without stopping;

The iron arrow pierced the dark night sky, made a hissing sound, and passed under the belly of a giant dragon, but missed; it may have something in its heart; but another iron arrow was ready to hit a dragon. The chest of the slightly smaller gray dragon, it screamed and fell from the air, half dead.

The enemy had never expected that the dwarves had built so many wind crossbows.Several giant dragons hurriedly spread their wings and rose rapidly, before they had time to see their success, they flew to a high altitude that those terrifying huge iron arrows could not reach.

In addition, the arrows of the elves flew down like a rain, and each arrow seemed to have a piercing flame, shimmering with a shimmer.Many orcs and wolves who were climbing the slope were immediately overturned and fell down.

But the number of enemies is really too much. Even if the elves shot sharply, under the crazy impact of the enemy regardless of the battle damage, many orcs still climbed up the mountain in the east.

So, a thousand elves put on long swords for melee combat, jumped down, and charged.They shouted loudly, and immediately the rock was black with Orc blood.

At the same time, the gate and the mountain to the west were also attacked.The battle has entered a white-hot stage almost from the beginning.

The largest dragon, trying to do the work of his predecessors, swooped down and sent a torrent of fire as bright as day upon the dwarves.But Sorin and Fili were already prepared.They hid behind icy stones and fired deadly iron arrows at the enemy behind firing holes.

The dragon did not have the tough scales of Smaug, and the black arrow pierced his wings and belly, making him turn away in anger and fear.

But countless orcs took the opportunity to approach the gate.Thorin could even see the disgusting slobber from their mouths and the tyrannical yellow eyes.

Armed with shields and ladders, and accompanied by several trolls, they made a violent attack on the gate.

"Fight bravely!" Thorin shouted, his stooped body straightened like a steel gun: "For our homeland! For Middle-earth!"

Duvalin and Philip immediately roared in response.With stones and sharp arrows, these enemies were wiped out by the moat in front of the gate.

And the mountain peak on the west side was also guarded by Thranduil, repelling wave after wave of attacks, and countless orcs and wolves fell under the hillside.

Of course, many elves who could have enjoyed immortality in the forest also gave their lives.Because although there are dwarven wind crossbows, the dozen or so giant dragons are not big toys that can only breathe fire. Some of them are very cunning. Wanton devouring life, and then escaped.It caused huge casualties to the elves.

But at that time, everyone was still full of energy, full of fighting spirit, and their swords, axes, bows and spears were still sharp. Therefore, after a night of heroic fighting, Sorin and the others finally repelled the first wave of enemy attacks.

Finally, the dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and a red sun ruthlessly cut through the darkness in the west.Taking advantage of the sudden light, Thranduil, who was almost drenched in blood, couldn't help but look around, and then the Elf King yelled: Against the light in the distance, a group of black people appeared. Although the figure is still small for now, it shows a majestic momentum.

"Eagle! Eagle!" he cried. "Here come the eagles!"

Elves rarely see things wrong.So many curious eyes looked into the sky to the west, and the dwarves could see nothing, but the elves on the east and west saw the eagles flying from the west on the wind, one after another, so many that it seemed to take the whole world. All the hawks in the northern eagle's nest gathered together.

So soon, many people also shouted, and the shouts resounded all over the valley. "The big eagle is coming! The big eagle is coming!"

The arrival of dawn and the joining of giant eagles dealt a huge blow to the enemy.Although they were numerous in number, the elves and dwarves had the upper hand in terms of terrain, so at that time, many enemies were stranded in the valley.

When they heard the hopeful cry and saw the giant eagle flying from the sky, they couldn't help feeling a little shaken.

At this time, the Eagle King led his tribe and joined the battle.They fought those giant dragons in the air, and the excited hawks and dragon roars echoed in the air and among the valleys.

Then more giant eagles swooped down from the sky, and the huge wings set off a hurricane to blow them all away; the sharp claws could not catch the fleeing orcs, so they flew into the sky, and then flung them down fiercely. It fell to pieces.

Radagast, who had fought with the dwarves all night, immediately shouted happily: "King of the Great Eagle, you came at the right time! You have brought hope!"

Thorin and Thranduil are both battle-tested generals, knowing that it is not a long-term solution to keep the isolated city blindly, so they immediately rushed out/down from the gate and the mountain peak.

At that time, the loud horn was sounded, which was the signal for counterattack!
"Follow me! Come with me! Elves and humans! Come with me! Come, fellow-citizens!" In the morning light, the strong gate of Erebor was opened, and Thorin, wearing a helmet and iron armor, was the first After rushing out, his shout resounded like a horn in the valley.

Thranduil gritted his teeth, his eyes bursting with vengeful anger. He rode a huge horned deer and charged down from the western mountain. unstoppable.

Behind them, all the elves, dwarves, and humans roared loudly, crashing into the enemy's formation like a storm.

The attack was so fast that the enemy's eyes widened, and they pushed each other in terror, screaming and colliding with them.But in the next instant, countless heads and blood flew up, countless half-orcs were killed on the spot, and the valley became dark and terrifying because the corpses of half-orcs were piled up.The pack of wargs was completely dispersed.

The mournful howling of the unowned wolves continued one after another.

In this way, the enemy was almost taken away in one wave.But at this moment, a terrifying roar sounded again from the hillside to the east.

Sorin turned his head almost in despair, and looked towards the east with his red eyes tearing apart.

I saw that more enemies climbed out from behind the hillside.Leading the charge is none other than the ancient demon, the balrog.

They rushed down the slopes, pushing down every orc, wolf, and ogre who stood before them, killing dwarves, men, and elves.Come to Thorin.

"Really? It turns out that today is my death day." At that time, there were not many guards around Sorin, and many people had already fought all night. Everyone, including Sorin, felt tired and thirsty. Like pouring lead.But Thorin still clenched the sword named Oakrest, and the eyes under the helmet became fiery and determined: "But I will not stand still! Baruk Khazd! Khazd ai-mênu!"

It is said that at that moment, Thorin's roar was like thunder, as if the spirit of the ancestors descended on him.He charged so heroically at his foe, that Oakrist slashed at the stout foot of one of the Balrogs, nearly severing his foe's leg in two.Be one of the few heroes who can hurt the Balrog.

But in the end, Thorin Oakenshield, the king of the kingdom below the mountain, the first dwarf to respond to the silver king, experienced countless battles, had glory, and was once a gloomy great king. At the gate of the home, at the age of 273.

At that time, Duvalin and Beaver, who had always been by his side, died with Sorin.In addition, when Philip saw his uncle died in battle, he also rushed into the enemy's line in grief, trying to get back the king's body, but he died here together in the end.

So far, among the thirteen dwarves who have participated in the Lonely Mountain adventure, Bumbur is too fat to go on the battlefield.Oin and Ori followed Bahrain to Khazad-dum, Groin attended the meeting of Elrond in the valley but did not return, Kili, Dori, and Nori went to the Woodland Kingdom as emissaries to rescue soldiers and stayed in the forest. Only Bofur remained alive.

Seeing Thorin's death at the other end of the battlefield, Thranduil couldn't help sighing: "If this is the fate of the dwarves, what about the elves? Son of Thorin, grandson of Thorin, Thorin Oak shield, king under the mountain, may the mountain protect your heart forever!"

It is said that Thranduil once had the thought of retreating in his heart.But in the end, the Elf King gritted his teeth and drove the horned deer towards the Balrog who killed the King of the Mountain.

The second Balrog was stopped by Radagast.

They fought fiercely. Thranduil was once cut off by the Balrog, but in the end he was rescued from the battlefield by the elves of the woodland kingdom regardless of life and death, and fell into a coma.

Radagast slayed a Balrog with the assistance of Great Eagle and Bard's grandson, King Brand of Riverdale.But the grandson of Bard, the human hero Brand also died because of this.Radagast even nearly died from his injuries.

There are many songs sung about Thorin, Thranduil, Brand, and Radagast fighting the Balrog in the Lonely Mountain; the dwarves even built four in front of the gate of Erebor after the war. Huge statues commemorate these heroes.

This passage made up of statues and stone slabs will also be called the Valley of Heroes in the future.

But at the time, the coalition forces were almost desperate.At this moment, a magnificent and vast trumpet blasted from the sky, spreading throughout the Middle-earth Continent like thunder!

Everyone couldn't help but stop and looked towards the distant sky.

Before closing his eyes, the brown-robed wizard seemed to see a majestic and majestic figure leaping like lightning from the south.And behind him was an endless torrent of steel.So he thought: Behold, there is hope!

……,……

It is said that on the eve of the Second War of Light, Turka received a warning from the Lord of the Waters.In the dream, a voice said to him: "Beware, Fate's favored one, the sea can wash away all evil, but the sea can also carry darkness."

After waking up, Turka kept thinking about the future war.It was also at that time that he left behind the twins and the Holy Horn, and secretly asked Orofenwe, who had been staying in Annuminas at that time, to protect the twins when necessary.

Orofenwe agreed, and said: "The oath of the Elves shall not fade, my lord. Unless my sword is broken, the son of Fennar shall be unharmed."

Therefore, Turka led the army southward with confidence.

And when Turka and the white-robed wizard fought in Isengard, when Dyne, Thorin, Thranduil, Brand, and Radagast fought in the Iron Hills, in the Lonely Mountain, and fought with those from Utum Nuo's army of hell launched a great war.

Sauron, the black hand behind all this, also started his actions. —in fact, in hindsight, he too was only part of a larger conspiracy.

He sent the pirates of Umbar to lead all the ships, across the vast Sea of ​​Belegail, upstream from the port of Tynddale, straight to the valley!
In addition, an army composed of Khand and Harad also went to Lebenning-Long Beach-Druwais Wilderness (these three are all in the southern part of Gondor), blocking the southward army from the west the back road;

And the chariot men and depraved Rohirr in Rovanian and Rohan crossed the Onodero River and the Snow Boundary River, preparing to attack the Silver King back and forth.

(End of this chapter)