Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Just when Borg raised the hammer and Aaron was about to squeeze out the last trace of magic power to cast a spell, a stone precisely hit the back of Borg's head.

Feeling dizzy, Borg staggered.

At this critical moment, Bilbo seized the opportunity to control the magic carpet, grabbed Aaron's arm, and brought him into the air.

After saving his life, Aaron looked at Bilbo resentfully, "Why did you come here?"

"Fast enough," said Bilbo, but a look of embarrassment flashed across his face when he met Aaron's suspicious eyes. "Well! I was struck by your magic.

This is too exaggerated, destroying an army with one move, even if I saw it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it. "

"Hehe! So you forgot about me?" Aaron said speechlessly, "You should have come to save me as soon as possible."

"Uh...I was shocked for a few seconds." Bilbo said angrily, "When Borg crawled out of the pile of corpses, I came to save you non-stop."

Hearing this, Aaron rolled his eyes angrily.

Nima!

If you could save those few seconds of shock, I wouldn't have to worry about being under the knife of Borg. I haven't been so exciting before.

"go back."

"Huh?" Bilbo was taken aback, "Your current state is not suitable for appearing on the battlefield."

"Don't worry, Gandalf and the others are all here. The half-orcs scattered on Raven Ridge pose no threat to me at all."

Bilbo thought so, and immediately controlled the magic carpet and returned to Raven Ridge.

When Bog saw them coming back, he yelled angrily, wishing he could put on a pair of wings and kill the sky.

"Incapable and furious." Aaron taunted him to the fullest, and then retreated tactically, "I did it on purpose just now, all half-orcs should be damned, there is no misunderstanding."

Even though Borg was trembling with anger, he knew that he couldn't do anything to them, so he simply pretended not to see them, and quickly ran to the top of Raven Ridge.

Now that the army is gone, the only way to win this war as quickly as possible is to help Asog take the heads of Thorin and others.

Near the icy lake of Raven Ridge, Gandalf and others have almost cleared away the orc guards.

The situation has naturally undergone a huge change. Originally, half-orcs besieged several dwarves, but now dwarves, elves, and wizards are besieging Asog.

Facing the siege of seven people, even the pale half-orc Asog couldn't help feeling guilty.

Just at this moment, Borg rushed over and let him see the hope of victory.

"Borg, if you're back, that means the wizard is dead, right?

Quickly mobilize our army and kill them all. "

Chapter 287 Chivalry is a lie

Borg hesitated to speak, worried that Assog would not be able to accept the reality.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm still alive." Aaron's proud voice came from above, and Assog was caught off guard.

"Borg, where's our army?"

"If there is no accident, the whole army has been wiped out." Aaron said lightly, with a trace of regret in his tone, "But there was still a little accident, there were dozens of lives that were relatively hard, and they were still close to dying.

But after winning this battle, I believe the dwarves will be happy to make up the knife. "

Asoge was stunned immediately. He turned his head to look at Borg, and when he saw that he didn't say a word, he immediately understood that this was not a fake. His army might really be over.

"Why are you still alive?" Asog grabbed Berg's neck angrily, "Why didn't you die with them?"

"Because of the quick reaction." Borg explained with a guilty conscience, "You don't even know what happened just now, that damn wizard released a flame that was more terrifying than dragon flames, and burned our army to the ground.

The flames also melted the ice on Raven Ridge, and the soldiers who survived were also swallowed by the lake. "

Hearing this, Asoge suppressed the anger in his heart.

He really wanted to ask why he didn't kill the wizard for revenge, but the magic carpet above his head made him speechless.

Borg is undoubtedly the top fighter among the orcs, but no matter how strong his combat power is, he can't fly and can't do anything to enemies in the air.

"I won't kill you, not because you are my son, but because there is really no one to use now." Asog pushed Borg away coldly, "There is only one way to get rid of the crime, you understand what it is !"

Borg nodded, then took up his weapon and looked at Legolas, the elf prince, "The grievances in Long Lake Town, now is the time to end."

"I'll stay with you to the end." Legolas squinted.

On the night of chasing orcs in Changhu Town, he was accidentally punched by Borg with a nosebleed.

The son of the elf king was wounded in the battle with the son of the half-orc king. This is a great shame, and it can only be washed away with the life of the other party.

Tariel tried to help, but Legolas refused.

Borg is not weak, but he is confident that he can kill the opponent without help.

"Sorin Oakenshield." Asog looked at Thorin and said provocatively, "Are you going to fight alone or together?

I almost forgot, you Turin royal family is here, you must be bullying the few with more! "

"I'll do it." Fili volunteered, "Uncle, let me go, dwarves can't be underestimated."

"I'm coming, Philip, don't fight me."

"No, you are not his opponent." Thorin shook his head and said, "Let me do it!"

Fuck!My brain is flooded!

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and said something moral to the half-orc, killing him along the way would be the end.

"Bilbo, you're good at throwing stones.

After a while, if you get the chance, hit Asog on the head, don't be merciful. "

After the words fell, everyone raised their heads to look at the blanket in mid-air, unbelievable that it was said by a teenage child.

"Oakshield, is this the size of your dwarf royal family?" Asog roared angrily. He used to think that sneak attacks and backstabbing were the patents of their half-orcs, but today he found out that he was too small.

"If you don't want to fight one-on-one, just say it. I'm not afraid of you guys going up together. Why bother with these dirty tricks."

Thorin's old face darkened, "Bilbo, don't meddle.

This is a matter for the Turin family, and it should be resolved by ourselves. "

Bilbo:  …

I don't think I agreed!

"Idiot." Aaron complained secretly, "Give him a chance, he's useless!"

"That's what I said, but the sneak attack...is somewhat unkind." Bilbo pursed his lips. "The heroes in the book will abide by the spirit of chivalry, let alone the king Thorin."

"Pull it down! Chivalry is a lie.

If you can beat it, you won't die. You can play chivalry. If you can't beat it, you will definitely die. You can also play chivalry.

But what about Thorin?He was [-]-[-] against Asog, and he still fought with him when he had an absolute advantage. I don't believe that he lost his mind.

Look at Legolas, he and Borg are singled out, and he is sure of winning. If I say a word more, it is disrespectful to him. "

Legolas:  …

How strange this sounds.

"To shut up."

Asog roared at Aaron angrily, and then rushed to Thorin desperately.

He didn't dare to let Aaron continue talking. It would be a sad reminder if Sorin was fooled and changed from a single to a group fight.

But people can't stop it even if they want to in the sky, so they can only start with Sorin, as long as there is a fight, he won't think so much.

Asogra swung the stone hammer with chains towards Sorin, and Sorin also knew that he was definitely not Asog's opponent with all his strength, so he could only dodge hastily.

The stone hammer is very powerful, but the inertia it brings is not small. After avoiding two attacks, Sorin slashed at Asog's left hand with a sword, but was blocked by the sharp blade on his left arm.

Asog grinned, and continued to swing the sledgehammer to attack Thorin crazily. Facing such a powerful attack, Thorin could only dodge it.

The stone hammer kept hitting the lake, and the ice layer gradually became full of cracks.

Seeing this, Thorin immediately decided to use the ice to reverse the situation. He moved around Asog and guided his attack.

Soon the ice layer under their feet broke away from the ice surface, floating on the water like a small boat, shaking constantly.

Sorin slipped and fell on the ice, and as soon as he stood firm, the stone hammer slashed across the ice and hit his legs.

Thorin fell again, rolling to avoid Asog's attack.

After several times in a row, Sorin stood up quickly, and took the opportunity to slash Asog's abdomen with his sword.

However, his armor was extremely hard, and this sword did not cause much damage to him, but enraged him instead.

Asog angrily turned around and threw out the stone hammer, but this time he used too much force, and the stone hammer hit the ice and could not be pulled out.

Asog looked at Thorin, and suddenly stabbed out the sharp blade in his left hand, but Thorin bent down to dodge it.

Just as he was about to attack again, a group of giant eagles flew behind Thorin.

The brown-robed wizard Redagast joined the battlefield with reinforcements. The giant bat was like a chick in front of the giant eagle, but was torn apart by the giant eagle in just one round of attack.

In addition, Beorn, the skin-changer, also turned into a giant bear, venting his hatred for orcs like a meat grinder.

The half-orc who had just gained a slight upper hand instantly felt despair spreading in his heart, and the balance of victory was completely tilted towards the three parties of dwarves, elves and humans.

"Win, definitely won this time." Bilbo shouted excitedly.

Aaron controlled the magic carpet and landed in front of Gandalf, and said with a satisfied smile: "This wave of reinforcements is definitely a dimension reduction blow. The giant beast army of the orcs has been completely damaged. They have no strength to fight back, and they will undoubtedly die."

The old god Gandalf was there, and he gave Aaron a wink, "It's not too late."

"It's timely, but it would be nice if it could be earlier."

Gandalf:  …

Asog watched the giant eagle fly away, and knew that the orcs were gone.

But he had to pay such a terrible price just for severely injuring the dwarf and elf army, and he was naturally unwilling to do so. At least he had to take the heads of the dwarf king and elf prince to make up his money.

But just when he came back to his senses and wanted to deal with Sorin, he found that Sorin quickly picked up the stone hammer on the ice and threw it to himself.

Asog was holding the stone hammer, full of doubts in his heart.

what's the situation?Oakenshield gave up and gave him back his weapon.

At this moment, Thorin suddenly took a step back and jumped onto the solid ice.

And as he left, the ice floes under Asog's feet completely lost their balance and tilted down uncontrollably.

He threw away the stone hammer immediately, but it was too late, struggling to fall into the icy lake water.

"Win, Thorin won." Dwalin laughed and cheered, and Fili and Kili were also excited.

"Don't be too happy." Aaron said with a sullen face, "Asog is not an ordinary half-orc, he didn't suffer any injuries, it can be said that he fell into the frozen lake intact.

With your physique, you can struggle for a few minutes if you fall in, but the majestic orc king can't even lift a wave, it's really...unbelievable. "

Several people couldn't help but change their faces when they heard this.

They looked at Thorin who was sitting on the ice with a sigh of relief, and they felt ominous foreboding.

"Get out of there, Thorin," cried Gandalf.

Hearing the sound, Sorin froze for a moment, but just as he stood up, a sharp knife pierced the sole of his foot.

Asog broke through the ice, knocked Thorin down, and then stabbed him hard with the sharp blade of his left arm.

Ding!

Sorin instinctively put the weapon horizontally in front of his body, barely blocking the fatal blow, but his strength was not comparable to that of Asog, so he could only watch the sharp blade approaching his chest.

"Thorin."

"Uncle."×2.

Dwalin, Fili, and Kili rushed over quickly. At this time, they didn't talk about morality. The king was in danger, so who the hell would talk about a fair fight.

However, they had only run less than halfway, and a dagger emitting blue light arrived first, piercing Asog's temple heavily.

Ah!

Asog let out a shrill scream. The great pain prevented him from killing Thorin. He pulled out the stinger stuck in his temple and threw it aside. He staggered back a few steps and fell heavily on the ground.

But his blue pupils were wide open, showing his strong unwillingness before death.