I’m In Middle-Earth: Going To Slay A Dragon At The Start

The dwarves have forgotten what they are going to do here, they just stared at the vivid picture of this rare encounter in front of them.

Between the valleys, a behemoth slaughtering machine stood, constantly spewing out endless flames, all the orcs that swarmed, against its silhouette, they seemed so small, fragile, and humble.

Life is so vulnerable in front of this evil dragon. Whether it is trolls, trolls, orcs, or sieges, they all get the same treatment - no dead body.

Facing the death of the same kind,

"Roar!" The Orcs roared even more angrily.

They are even crazier!

Subsequently,

"Roar~" They were terrified.

I don't know when, seeing countless black corpses lying on the scorched earth, the madness in the eyes of the Orcs "060" has subsided again, and the look of fear has spread to their hearts again.

Can this kind of existence, they, really be able to fight?

"Don't, don't be afraid," Azog's voice came again, "My troops, this dragon is running out of strength, hold on, hold on for another minute, no, three minutes, hold on for three minutes, That guy will be exhausted."

Azog looked at the black figure from the ground with difficulty, but the words in his throat seemed a little difficult.

This damn black dragon is so terrifying, even he who has hundreds of thousands of troops in his hand, can't help but play the drum at this moment.

Carl also noticed the flinching of the surrounding Orcs, which made him a little unhappy.

However, thinking that he seemed a little too complacent just now, he couldn't help but reflect on himself.

His performance seems to be too strong. If these orcs see that they have no chance or hope of winning, and retreat and flee, then won't he lose a lot?

It's a bit of a loss!

Carl, who came to his senses in an instant, slowly flew back to the ground.

As a result, the Orcs saw the black dragon, which was still arrogant, and its fallen body swayed a few steps along with it, barely able to maintain its body on the ground, and was still lying on the ground gasping for breath.

Black Dragon's physical strength really can't support it?

Seeing this scene, the Oaks couldn't help but wonder, and then they were overjoyed.

"Hahaha!" Azog couldn't help but feel a little excited. Sure enough, his judgment was right, so what if it was an evil dragon, with so many troops under his hand, even if it was consumed, it would also be consumed to kill it.

He commanded the Orcs on the ground again, and told them to charge Carl again, and countless Orcs charged towards Carl with weapons without hesitation.

The Oaks were in high spirits.

That's right, the dragon has no strength, they don't need to be so afraid anymore, as long as they persist for a while, this dragon will fall here.

As a result, the dwarves saw a new scene.

I saw that surrounded by countless orcs, a powerless black dragon seemed to be exhausted, and could only constantly lift and wave its huge tail to sweep towards the orcs; Kill a group of Orcs; or run twice from time to time, and then spit two saliva into the Orc swarm.

Every time everyone thought that the black dragon might fall down in the next moment, but in the next moment he slowly got up again, and killed a group of unlucky bastards smoothly and inadvertently.

Orc's weapon blade and spear tip fell on the black dragon's scale armor, and bursts of sparks appeared.

Although they couldn't pierce the black dragon's skin, they still enjoyed it, because they did see the black dragon's embarrassed appearance. Even if it couldn't pierce its scales, it wouldn't last long.

Wave after wave, check after check, countless Orcs died heroically.

They have forgotten their exhaustion and their fear, and they just want to let the black dragon in front of them die under their own guns with a fanatical hope.

Bit by bit, the Orc army was killed and wounded all the way again, from the end of the valley to the top. Covered by countless orc corpses.

Finally, after fighting for a long time, after the black dragon patted its tail again, the Orcs couldn't help but start to wonder.

Why hasn't this dragon fallen yet?

Then he looked back at the countless dead people behind him, and they suddenly discovered a terrifying fact...

Nearly half of their companions had already fallen down.

"Go on! Kill it for me!" Azog had already been aroused by all the hatred of the black dragon at this moment, and his shrill cry came again.

How could he give up so much after losing so many orcs?

In fact, it has already reacted long ago. The black dragon in front of him, who has "can't hold it", has surprisingly good endurance, as if he is pretending.

Yes, it can see that this black dragon is pretending to be his horse, and it's a pity that it didn't see it just now.

But what about the reaction now?

It had no way out, and at the moment it disobeyed Sauron's order, it had already had no way out.

Now, if it succeeds, it may still be able to ask for forgiveness from the Demon Lord. However, if he returned with the remnants of his army, he would definitely be tortured by Sauron's most painful means.

Its soul had already been sold to Sauron, and it could not challenge Sauron, so Azog had no way out.

Now, the only thing it can do is either kill the black dragon, and then kill the dwarf and Thorin, or cut off his own head and take it back to Thorin.

So, how does it do it?

The answer is self-evident, only to fight to the death, at all costs.

ten minutes later,

Under the setting sun, Azog's figure looked a little tragic, and there was no blood on his pale skin.

As the last group of Orcs was devoured by the black dragon's magic flame, its body began to tremble.

His subordinates, an army of 600,000 people, could not kill a single black dragon.

"Peng!

His knees fell weakly to the ground. Azog had never felt such despair and powerlessness for a moment. There was no anger in his heart, only inexplicable sadness.

The Lord of Destiny did not stand on his side, it has been deprived of hope again, and its path of revenge seems to have ended with the appearance of the black dragon.

Who is it to blame?

Azog doesn't know, it can't even raise the strength of resentment now.

The army of 600,000 people is gone!

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