Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1052 1034. Misunderstanding
"Let's go, let's go!"

Gandalf took the lead. He looked like an old man holding his wand, but his steps were so vigorous that the dwarves had to trot to keep up.

Among the fourteen dwarves, Bombo, the fattest and roundest, could hardly keep up.

At this time, they were very nervous because of the large number of warg cavalry. Their minds were in a state of confusion, and only the thought of 'leave quickly' was left in their minds.

So much so that they didn't realize that under the leadership of Gandalf, they had already been running for nearly ten minutes, but the warg cavalry were still less than two hundred meters away from them.

Only Thorin Oakenshield, the calmest and leader, almost stepped out of the shadow of the stone and was seen by the warg cavalry before he raised his head and asked Gandalf.

"Where are you going to take us on this route?"

But Gandalf said nothing.

Seeing the Warg Cavalry pass by him, Thorin had no time to ask further questions and could only continue to follow.

"Wow!"

Kili, who holds the strong bow of the dwarves, is young and energetic, and is Thorin's nephew. While immersing himself in escaping, he still had the energy to pay attention to the situation not far away.

He turned his head and ran, patting the arm of the dwarf next to him.

That was Fili, his brother.

"Did you see that big man who blocked my arrow, and that monster-like horse! Turin is on top!"

From a distance, Lan En and Qilin could hardly be said to be "leaving away the Warg Cavalry for the dwarves". They were simply chasing the Warg Cavalry away!
The white silk rune cloth fluttered in the air, making Qilin's vigorous posture even more noble and sacred.

Although wargs have excellent leg strength, far beyond ordinary creatures. But it's still far behind compared to Gu Long.

The unicorn is like a bolt of white and blue lightning, running across the open meadow.

The rune cloth made a whirring sound, and with this sound, the silver light flashed, and the wargs and the ugly orcs on their backs turned into two smooth sections.

Those segmented bodies even spread out under the inertia while running, and the furthest distance between the upper and lower bodies could be twenty meters.

Black dirty blood and animal blood, along with the internal organs, were vigorously thrown out of the abdominal cavity and splashed on the grass.

"Focus, Kili, Fili! Run!"

Thorin, who was in front, grabbed his excited nephews and pulled them forward. Orcs are the sworn enemies of the dwarves, and blood feuds will always be remembered in this stubborn and brainless race.

Even young dwarves like Kili and Fili, who were only in their teens, were happy to see the orcs die tragically.

Especially such a shocking scene.

Lan En's battle scenes are often shocking and even artistic to a certain extent inadvertently. Even if he didn't think so at all.

But Thorin is the leader of the dwarves after all, and his focus and seriousness were honed on the bloody battlefield.

"That big guy is very powerful. He is helping us, and we have to express our gratitude. But we are on the battlefield now! Don't waste the time that others helped you delay!"

"The wargs are not as fast as his divine horse, but once the wargs and orcs discover us and scatter towards us to kill us, he will not have time to pay attention to each of us!"

As he spoke, Thorin pushed his nephews forward.

"Go, go, go! Go!"

In fact, Thorin's judgment was accurate.

The orcs soon realized that if they fought head-on with the tall human riding a tall horse, the gains would outweigh the losses.

As a result, the wolves quickly dispersed. The wargs' running speed and endurance were not as good as those of the unicorns, but they could disperse and run away, and then find opportunities to harass them. Under this tactic, Qilin would not be able to catch up for a while.

Lan En has no need to eliminate these orcs here. He can escape at any time if he wants.

So they just drove the orc wolf riders in other directions.

For a moment, the vast meadow hills were filled with the sound of wolf paws and horse hooves trampling on the ground, and Radagast's rabbit sled was also spinning around.

But even though Lan En had accomplished this, the group of dwarves who looked like hooded flies still did not distance themselves from the Warg Cavalry.

Even by accident, a warg who ran a little further away shrugged his nose and directly smelled the smell of the dwarves sleeping in the open air!
"Ho ho ho ho!"

The warg's vocal tract cooperates with the trachea to produce a very recognizable sound.

So around Lan En and Radagast, the orc wolf cavalry were running around, and their wargs all looked in the direction of the sound.

The dwarves have been discovered!
Dwarves are the enemies of the orcs, and the priority of these fourteen dwarves is obviously higher than that of guys like Lann and Radagast who show up halfway.

So the wolf cavalry turned around without hesitation and chased in the direction of the dwarf.

Lan En's brows frowned slightly. He sat upright on Qilin's back easily. The struggle just now was not considered exercise at all.

Whether it's his current body equipped with [Tendon Coil] and [Belisarius Furnace], or the ancient dragon body of Kirin.

He has not yet undergone a complete set of surgeries to allow the super organs to form complete coordination.

The endurance and survivability are weaker than those of normal space warriors, but this "weakness" is in the context of high-intensity battles.

Just now, he mainly relied on Qilin to maneuver, and he just waved his sword.

"Shh!"

Arondette threw a silver arc beside Lan En, and the blood stained on it was also thrown on the grass.

"Oops, the wolf cavalry is surrounding us!"

Radagast stood on the rabbit sleigh, stopped next to Lan, looked into the distance and muttered.

"What does Gandalf want to do?" Lan asked, turning his head downward. "He should have led those dwarves away long ago. Why do I think he keeps turning towards us?"

"Really?" Radagast was stunned. He was not able to distract his attention like Lan En. "It should be Gandalf who has his own plans. He always has plans."

"Okay, plan." Lan En curled his lips. "But now, I see that they are about to be torn alive by the warg cavalry. Is this the plan?"

"Huh?!" Radagast was shocked. He jumped up on the sled, hoping to see further. Unfortunately it's of no use.

"Then let's go help quickly!"

The demon hunter pulled Qilin's mane, and Gu Long stood in front of the group of big rabbits with understanding.

The rabbits turned around helplessly and looked at Radagast behind them.

"Just don't go."

Lan En said helplessly.

"Your stick can only hit the bone-poor and crispy skin of a bat." In fact, it can also hit orcs, but it has to be an orc without armor.

But these warg cavalry all have armor on them, although the armor is crude, twisted, and as black as pig iron.

But it is steel after all.

Orcs may be vicious and cruel, but they still have the skills to smelt steel and forge it into shape.

Not to mention wargs.

It is simply a huge muscular club. An ordinary slingshot and rocks are enough to smash the head of a wild wolf, and the muscles of the warg's body are like bullets.

Lan En clamped his legs together, and Qilin ran towards the dwarf.

Arondette was held hanging by his side, and the back of the knife made a sweet sound in the wind.

On the other side, the dwarves were surrounded by wolf cavalry coming from all directions among a pile of raised rocks.

The short legs of dwarves are not good at maneuvering. If they are mounted in a battle formation, they still have a chance to compete with the warg cavalry.

But now it was a large plain, with enemies on all sides, and there were only fourteen of them, including a hobbit who didn't even know how to swing a sword.

Moreover, they do not have the armor of dwarves to withstand hard-hitting damage, and only have light clothing suitable for long journeys.

This situation is perfect for the Warg Cavalry.

"Steady! Steady!"

Thorin Oakenshield is the leader of the dwarves. He is competent and outstanding, and he still encourages his companions to this day.

But there were still panicked shouts in the team.

"Gandalf! Where is Gandalf? Where are the people?"

"He must have abandoned us!"

Thorin put a stop to this argument just in time.

"Dwalin, stop talking nonsense! Prepare to fight!"

Every dwarf felt that today was probably going to end here, but at this moment, a pointed hat stuck out from the pile of raised rocks behind them.

Then came the wise face and long beard of the old wizard.

"This way! You idiots! Come here quickly!"

Gandalf cursed angrily and greeted at the same time.

Thorin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then he took it up again just for a moment.

"Everyone! Go over! Escape quickly! Dwalin cuts off my rear!"

The rocks were stacked, and there seemed to be a rock crack underneath. The small bodies of the dwarves could just pass through and enter the ground.

The dwarves rushed down in panic.

The warg cavalry suddenly became anxious. They urged their mounts, roared and charged forward, as if they were eager to tear the dwarf into pieces.

And at this time
"Stab!"

The long knife with a graceful arc originally hung naturally, with the back of the knife facing forward. And when the blade turned and faced forward, the originally pleasant sound gradually turned into a sharp scream!
The blade carries the speed of the mount, as well as the arm strength of the wielder.

The extremely sharp blade was like a hot knife cutting through butter, cutting into the fur from the warg's hind legs, then into the muscles, bones, and internal organs.
The blade extended all the way to the warg's thick and strong neck, and cut off a calf of the orc cavalry halfway in the middle.

"Ouch!"

A shrill scream sounded, and a white shadow with electric sparks rushed straight into the middle of the warg cavalry.

Lan En jumped off the horse lightly, and the blade in his hand turned subconsciously.

Qilin ran away with the flannel ball and wandered around the outside.

At this moment, the enemies were rushing towards the crack in the ground where the dwarf was running down, so he didn't have to work hard to chase them.

Lan En moved his shoulders, and the palm holding the handle of the knife loosened and tightened.

Now that he had the chance, he felt that it was not impossible to hack all these orcs to death.

But unlike Lan En, who started to take things seriously, the dwarves who had just fled into the cracks in the ground seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Wait! His divine horse ran away! What should he do?"

Bilbo, who finally jumped down with Thorin and Dwalin, stood up from the ground and looked anxiously at the slopes and cracks in the ground above his head.

"Ran?"

Kili also screamed. He came down before Bilbo and didn't see what was going on above.

"Don't mention that there are twenty wargs up there! There are also orc cavalry! He rushed directly into the middle to save us. Even the most powerful horse will be scared away!"

Bofur also said what he said, and all the dwarves looked at each other, and the excitement of escaping from death was gone.

Gandalf turned back from the front of the cave at this time.

"Okay, this cave is connected to a tunnel. Let's go in and stay away from the orc spies. Let's go."

After Gandalf finished speaking, he was about to lead the way forward, but he didn't hear the footsteps behind him for a long time, so he looked back.

But he was surprised to find that no dwarf moved.

"There's a big guy up there who's in danger, for us! We can't just run away!"

Young Kili spoke first.

With a beginning, the other dwarves followed.

"Yes! If his divine horse is still there and he can escape, let's go."

"But not now! We can't leave!"

It was already noisy when the dwarves got together, but now it was even more noisy with everyone talking to each other, and everyone was excited and talking.

Until Thorin spoke, his deep voice echoed in the cave.

"Quiet!"

(End of this chapter)