Chili and Fili immediately stopped laughing.

They did exaggerate just now, just to see how frightened Bilbo looked.

Of course, it was wrong to treat his teammates like this, but Thorin's anger towards Chili and Fili was obviously not blaming them for teasing their teammates, but blaming them for not really taking them seriously despite saying how powerful the orcs were.

Counting it up, Chili and Filip are both Thorin's juniors, Thorin once participated in the Battle of the Blue Mountains thirty years ago, and Chili and Filip were still young at that time and had no impression of the Battle of the Blue Mountains, so their perception of the orcs was only based on the description of the older generation.

Thorin said in a deep voice, "Do you really think it's a funny thing to be attacked by orcs at night? You know nothing about the power of this world. ”

"I'm sorry, Thorin." Chili bowed his head in shame.

Balin walked over with a smile, "Don't mind, my nephews, Thorin has more reason than anyone else to hate orcs, after the dragon Smaug occupied the palace of the Lonely Mountain, the old king Thor once wanted to recover the ancient dwarven kingdom - Moria, which is close to Modor, and Modo is the territory of the demon lord Sauron, the orcs don't want us to get Moria, because if we get Moria, their Modo will be choked." Moriath became a battleground for soldiers. ”

"The old king Thor has summoned and gathered the superior forces of the seven dwarven kingdoms to attack Moria, but the leader of the orcs, Asog, has already set up an ambush there, and we are caught in a bitter battle that cannot be described in words."

Speaking of this, Balin gasped in pain, "Countless brothers have fallen to our side, but the army of the orcs has not weakened in the slightest. We don't understand why the Dark Lord Sauron has obviously been destroyed in his physical form, and the Alliance's army has obviously achieved a great victory, but those orc legions are still so powerful. ”

"We fought stubbornly, no one flinched, corpses piled up at our feet, our hands were covered with blood, and we couldn't hold the handle of the tomahawk. We can't even tell whether the blood is our own, our enemy's, or ...... It is our fellow brother. ”

"The battle began in the early hours of the morning and continued until the early hours of the next day, and we were all exhausted, while the orcs were still tireless. They were monsters created by Morgoth, with elven blood and beastly physique, and their eyes were full of madness. ”

"Especially their leader, Asog the Destroyer, who is two meters tall and as strong as a lion standing up, and with every swing of his spike hammer, a group of dwarven brothers falls."

"Asog has always hated us dwarves, and he has vowed to cleanse our dwarven bloodlines from Middle-earth, so he continues to kill without mercy. The old king Thor rushed to confront him, but Thor had already reached the limit of his physical strength and could not defeat Asog at all. ”

"And so ......," Barin choked up, "and just like that, he cut off the head of the old king Thor...... Thorne, the son of the old king, rushed madly to take revenge, but was knocked off the cliff by Asog with a hammer, and has been missing to this day, and even his body has not been found. ”

"The dwarven army quickly collapsed, and the orc legion was about to wipe out all the elites of the seven kingdoms of the dwarves! And it was at this time that I saw him—"

Bahrain looked eagerly at Thorin who was looking into the distance.

"He is the pride and hope of the Oak Shield Clan, and he bravely rushed forward against the tide of orcs to fight Asog the Destroyer!"

His shield was easily shattered by Asog, so he picked up a piece of oak as a shield, Asog frantically attacked Thorin, without taking Sorin in the slightest, but Thorin calmly avoided Asog's several fatal attacks, and then took advantage of Asog's swing of the mace, a sword! Chop off Asog's right hand! ”

Asog's howl resounded throughout Moria! The orcs were afraid that their leader would be killed by Thorin, so they desperately pushed Asogra back, and Asog was naturally very unwilling, but also helpless. ”

"The morale of the dwarven forces has been boosted, and under the leadership of Prince Thorin, we have regrouped into an army and launched a desperate assault on the invincible orc legions!"

"The orc legions are beginning to retreat, and we have finally driven them out of Moria, regaining the ancient territory of the Blue Mountains."

"However, we didn't sing to celebrate that night, because our casualties were so heavy, and only a handful of the Oak Shield tribe survived."

"In order to prevent another attack by the orcs, we had to withdraw from the newly acquired Moria, and instead build a home in the safer but unusually barren Blue Mountains Mountains."

"This is the Battle of the Blue Mountains." Barin sighed and said, "Although this battle is a costly victory, I tell myself that there is one more person who deserves to be followed with our lives, and that person is Prince Thorin, who will reign in the palace of the Lonely Mountain, and the Oak Shield tribe will rise again." ”

The dwarves present all stood up and looked at Thorin with great reverence.

Thorin nodded slightly, accepting the dwarves' respect.

Bilbo asked curiously, "What about Asog?" That orc leader, how is he? ”

Thorin said coldly, "He slipped back into Mordo's cave like a dog and never saw him again, I guess he died from his injuries and fear in his heart." ”

The dwarves burst into cheers.

Gandalf, who was smoking, frowned slightly.

He knew that Asog would never die so easily, Asog was created by Morgoth, his strength was amazing, and he could even compete head-on with the white-robed mage Saruman, Thorin was able to cut off one of Asog's arms, which was already a very lucky thing, but it was impossible to kill Asog.

However, Gandalf could not refute Thorin at such a time.

Thorin is a very brave warrior, but at the same time extremely good-looking.

To say that Thorin is wrong at such a time would only annoy Thorin.

Gandalf could only spit out a mouthful of eye circles faintly, secretly worried in his heart.

He hoped that Thorin's arrogance and good face would not affect the mission of the Lonely Mountain.

Xu Feng didn't express any attitude, just stood on the top of the ridge platform, looking at the opposite ridge from a distance.

By this time, it was completely dark, and I couldn't see anything on the other side.

But Xu Feng could sense that something was staring at them on the opposite ridge.