Seeing such a scene, Prince Legolas and Thorin were both stunned.

Even though they were brave warriors, their hearts were trembling slightly when facing such a situation.

When they dealt with the two berserkers just now, they were already doing their best and finally killed the two berserkers.

But now, there are more than 20 fierce berserkers standing in front of them.

This is almost unsolvable.

Standing high above the ice lake, Azog laughed coldly, "Hahaha, see who is here? This is a surprise! Unexpectedly, there will be prey coming to the door on its own initiative! It's great! As long as you two are killed, I won't lose this battle!"

On the front battlefield of Gushan Valley, the orc army was defeated and there was no hope of counterattack. In other words, the war was almost over and Azog had lost the war.

However, if we can kill Solin, the king of the Lone Mountain, and Legolas, the prince of the wood elf, then Azog would not have returned empty-handed. At least, it could shift the responsibility for the war to Polge.

Seeing that the situation on the field was very bad, Thorin said to Prince Legolas beside him: "You are still young, leave here to me, you can go quickly."

Prince Legolas frowned and looked at Thorin, "Please, tell me you are young? As far as I know, you are only in your 50s, and I am almost 1,000 years old."

Thorin was a little embarrassed.

Indeed, if we talk about physiological age, he is really much less than Prince Legolas, and he is just looking very old.

However, from another perspective, Legolas is definitely very young among the wood elves, and Legolas is the only prince of the wood elves. If Legolas dies in battle, this will be a huge loss for the entire wood elves clan.

But Solin is different.

He is the king of the Lone Mountain. Facing the invading Asog, this is his destiny.

"Anyway, we can't all die here!" Thorin gritted his teeth and said, "You go quickly, this is an order!"

Prince Legolas held the elf sword in his hand and said loudly: "It's a pity that the dwarf king has no right to order the elf prince. I think there is no need for us to argue. Since this is already the case before, we two will unite and see if we can fight a bloody path!"

When Solin wanted to refuse, he saw Devalin rushing up with a group of lonely mountain dwarves.

Thorin suddenly felt excited. There was nothing happier than seeing his own people.

However, his joy only lasted for a short time, and when he met every dwarf's face, he showed a feeling of grief.

Thorin's heart suddenly sank.

"What's going on?" Thorin looked around, "Where is Bahrain? Where is Chili? Where is Fili?"

Devalin choked and said, "Barin is fine, but Chili and Philip..."

Devalin didn't know how to tell Thorin the bad news, but Thorin had already seen the clues from Devalin's emotions.

Thorin grabbed Devalin's shoulder, widened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with them? Tell me quickly, what's wrong with them!"

Devalin collapsed and covered his face and cried, and the other dwarves of the Lone Mountain cried out.

Thorin's heart suddenly fell into the abyss.

He has no son, and Chili and Felli are his successors.

Now, his two successors have all died in the battlefield, and Gu Shan’s bloodline has been cut off!

Thorin clenched the hilt of the sword angrily and stared at Azog in the distance.

All this was caused by Azog!

This revenge must be avenged!

Thorin then raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "The dwarves of Gushan, rush with me and kill them all! Avenge our relatives!"

"Kill them all!" Devalin and others all raised the weapons in their hands. Tears were in their eyes, but their hearts were full of strength.

Azog said proudly: "What a group of guys who are overestimating their abilities! Berserkers! Take a bloody blow! Don't leave any survivors!"

"Yes!" The berserkers rushed towards Thorin with ferocious faces.

The two sides immediately fought together.

The combat power of the Gushan Dwarves is obviously weaker than that of the Berserkers, but they are full of courage and each of them is desperate. The Berserkers can't get any benefits.

After some impact, the Berserker was killed by three people, and only Ou Li was injured on Thorin's side.

Immediately afterwards, the second round of impact began, and the Berserkers took advantage of their physical strength and strength to fight back.

Solin and the others gradually couldn't hold on.

After all, their number is not superior, and their physical strength and strength are much weaker than that of the Beetles.

Although Prince Legolas has been helping, his effect is minimal.

However, Thorin became more and more brave as he fought against four berserkers alone and took the opportunity to kill one.

Under the heroic leadership of Thorin, the Gushan Dwarves gradually regained their sense of fighting, and after a series of attacks, five more Berserkers died.

Standing on the high ground, Azog looked at all this coldly. When Thorin was besieged, he had been waiting for the opportunity secretly.

Finally, Thorin was repelled by one of the berserkers a few steps and almost lost balance. At this moment, Azog suddenly jumped down from a high place, and the sharp blade hand slashed Thorin's neck at an extremely fast speed.

"Be careful Thorin!"

Devalin has been protecting Thorin around and has been secretly observing Azog's movements. When Azog jumped into the air, Devalin immediately rushed towards Thorin and knocked Thorin away directly!

Thorin was knocked to the ice lake, while Azog's sharp blade hand pierced Devalin's chest.

Blood dripped down the blade, landing on the cold ice lake surface, splashing a bunch of hot air.

"Devalin!" Thorin exclaimed.

Azog cruelly pulled the sharp blade's hand out of Devalin's chest, and then waved his hand and cut off Devalin's head.

"No!" Thorin exclaimed heart-wrenchingly.

There is nothing more sad when you watch your teammates be killed while you can't do anything.

Thorin rushed up from the ice lake in anger and rushed towards Azog regardless of everything.

But Azog was faster than him, and the sharp blade hand slashed at Thorin!

Thorin hurriedly used the long sword in his hand to block the block. The sharp blade hand slashed the sword. The powerful impact force was transmitted to Thorin's arms, waist, and knees. Thorin was suddenly unable to support it, and the solid ice surface of the ice lake under his feet was squeaking.

Asog faced him, a smelly smell spurted out of his stinky mouth, "Sorin, have you felt fear? But you should be content, because during the Battle of Blue Mountains, you should be dead! You should be killed by me like your Dead Grandpa and Dead Dad!"
Chapter completed!