Chapter 265: Fire Rescue

Early the next morning, after a short rest, Wayne set off for the Lonely Mountain.

In yesterday's Orc war, although the Woodland Realm achieved victory, the losses were not small. The Orc army that came to attack them totaled about 15,000 people. Even with the advantage of terrain and Lord Wayne, this cheater, contributing a lot, the two sides still fought a casualty ratio of seven to one, and more than 2,000 Elf warriors were damaged.

Among them, more than half needed a long time of recuperation to act normally, more than 500 became permanently disabled, and another 400 to 500 gave their lives to guard their homes.

The number of these 2,000 warriors almost accounted for one-third of the Woodland Realm's army. Removing the soldiers who must stay at home to guard their homes, even if Thranduil did not care about past grievances and was willing to send troops to fully help the Lonely Mountain Dwarves, he could send at most 2,000 soldiers to support.

But the premise of this support action is that the Dwarves of the Lonely Mountain are still alive and the Kingdom Under the Mountain has not fallen. Otherwise, the so-called support has no meaning.

So Wayne's early departure action also had a mission, which was to investigate the real situation of the Lonely Mountain and tell it to Thranduil.

Only in this way can this Elf King decide whether to take his clansmen to take risks. He is also a race leader. Although kind, he cannot let his clansmen die in vain for meaningless things.

The next day, before dawn, Wayne set off. At this time, there was no room for any delay. The main reason was that the magic power consumption was severe last night, making him unable to continue to control the flying carpet to hurry for a long time, and he had to rest. Otherwise, he might have acted overnight.

The Lonely Mountain is not too far from the Woodland Realm. Wayne flew for about twenty hours and approached the range of the Lonely Mountain.

However, before he entered the Lonely Mountain, while flying in the sky, he suddenly found that along the direction he came from, he actually saw a large group of people walking in the dark on the ground, without even lighting torches, without carrying luggage, helping each other and running desperately, looking extremely embarrassed.

And behind them, there was a group of people holding torches and riding on mounts chasing, killing some stragglers from time to time, making arrogant laughter.

Wayne's heart moved, immediately manipulated the flying carpet to descend, and flew toward those who were chasing.

Sure enough, after approaching, he discovered that those who were lighting torches, riding on mounts, and laughing wildly were all Orcs riding on Wargs, while those who were being chased were all Dwarves who were fleeing desperately.

Seeing this situation, Wayne did not have any hesitation, immediately started the mode of slaughter, and launched an attack on those Orc pursuers.

First, it was a round of shelling, Alchemy Bomb bombing, letting the Dwarves know that they had reinforcements, and also catching those Orc pursuers by surprise.

Then it was the point shooting of the Dragon-Slaying Bow, but this time he used ordinary arrows, at a speed of one arrow every few seconds, point-killing the Orc pursuers from mid-air, quickly killing those Orc scum.

After hearing the explosion, the Dwarves who were fleeing also knew that reinforcements had come to their side, immediately stopped fleeing excitedly, and began to pick up weapons and fight with those Orc pursuers.

And Wayne discovered while killing the Orc pursuers that the leader of this group of Dwarf refugees was the old Dwarf Balin, as well as two other members of the expedition team.

They also discovered that the reinforcement who was in the air was Wayne, and immediately became confident.

As companions who traveled together for months, they knew the strength of this adventurer very well. Those Orc pursuers behind couldn't pose any threat at all.

So without saying a word, they picked up weapons and cooperated with Wayne to counterattack.

The Orc pursuers were soon beaten up under Wayne's rapid slaughter. Although the Dwarves suffered a few casualties, they also successfully cleared those Orc pursuers who were chasing closely.

The battle ended, and there were quite a few wounded on the Dwarf side. The old Dwarf Balin wiped the blood on his face. There was a wound on his face, and the flesh had been cut open, but the old Dwarf had no time to deal with it.

He walked quickly to Wayne's side, his tone somewhat urgent: "Wayne, we were besieged by the Orc army at the Lonely Mountain."

"The one commanding this army is the Witch-king of Angmar and four other Nazgul."

"We held on for two days and one night, but this afternoon, we lost."

"There were too many enemies, and the Nazgul could also use magic. Thorin and Dain refused to choose to escape."

"They took other warriors to cover for us, and ordered me to take the Dwarf civilians to retreat first."

Wayne's eyebrows picked up. Thorin and Dain, these two important characters, actually didn't choose to escape, and there were no Kili and Fili in this team. Are they trying to make the Durin clan extinct? "How are Thorin and Dain now?"

Wayne's expression was also somewhat serious. Thorin was his most important investor among the Dwarves, and there were several advanced missions that needed to be delivered to him to get rewards, so he must be alive.

And Dain Ironfoot was also very important, even related to the future Fellowship of the Ring.

If possible, it is best to keep these two people.

Balin's expression was very heavy. As an old Dwarf loyal to the Durin family, he would rather be the one left behind to cover.

"Thorin and Dain's attitudes were very firm, indicating that they would not escape from the Lonely Mountain for the second time. They wanted to coexist and die with the Kingdom Under the Mountain, until the last soldier, and also wanted to kill more Orc scum."

"Before I left, they took the remaining army and chose to move toward a narrow secret passage inside the Lonely Mountain. They should want to use those small spaces to limit the number of enemies."

"We used the secret passage to escape, but when we escaped halfway, we were chased by some Orc cavalry, and only met you until now."

Wayne nodded, but immediately frowned again. Thorin and these Dwarves could choose a narrow place to drill in, but his Deathclaw couldn't. Such a large body size was not a material for drilling holes.

Although he had confidence in Robin's strength and believed that the Orcs should not be able to do anything to this doomsday giant beast, the Dwarves had already been defeated, so he couldn't help but worry.

"How is my Deathclaw? Did it stay in the Lonely Mountain, or did it escape with you?"

Hearing Wayne mention the Deathclaw, Balin couldn't help but show an appreciative expression. His height could only reach Wayne's waist, and he reached out and patted Wayne's thigh: "Speaking of this, it's still thanks to your combat partner Robin. If it weren't for its fierce fighting, helping us guard the city wall on the city wall of the Lonely Mountain, and dragging down the Witch-king of Angmar and most of the Nazgul, our warriors wouldn't have been able to hold on for such a long time under the Orcs' attack."

This was not unexpected. With the Deathclaw's strength, letting it help the Dwarves guard the city, unless they chose to take a detour or use large siege equipment, it was difficult for any Orc to break through this giant beast's line of defense. Just in terms of the battlefield, Robin exerted even more combat power than Wayne himself.

It is estimated that if it weren't for the Witch-king of Angmar and four Nazgul on the Orc side, then unless the city wall was directly smashed, no matter how many warriors the Orcs had, it would be difficult to attack the city wall of the Lonely Mountain.

No wonder Thorin and others could hold on for two days and one night under the siege of the Orcs.

Balin had a trace of pride on his face and said: "Wayne, don't worry, we Dwarves are not ungrateful people. When we chose to split up, we had already let Robin leave by itself, and saw with our own eyes that it escaped from the battlefield, and no Orc dared to chase it."

"Looking at the direction it left, it should have gone to Lake-town."

After listening to Balin's explanation, Wayne nodded. He patted the old Dwarf on the shoulder and said: "You continue along this road and take refuge in the direction of the Woodland Realm!"

"The Orc army not only attacked you, they also attacked the Woodland Realm, but we have already defeated that Orc army."

"Thranduil decided to bring reinforcements to support the Lonely Mountain early tomorrow morning. You go and meet them, tell them the intelligence you know, and arrange the refugees you brought."

As he spoke, Wayne responded to Balin and the Dwarves beside him with firm eyes and said:

"I will head to the Lonely Mountain now."

"Regardless of whether Thorin and the others are still insisting on fighting, I will try to rescue them. After the Elf King's troops arrive, we will definitely crush the conspiracy of these Orcs and destroy all the dark forces in the North."

Wayne's words were sonorous and powerful, immediately causing resonance among the Dwarf refugees around him. Cheers came one after another.

If it weren't for the continuation of the race, if it weren't for the forced orders of the new King Under the Mountain Thorin and Dain, these refugees would actually not choose to escape at all.

They were all descendants of Dwarf warriors, and they all had the determination and courage to die with the Orcs and die on the battlefield.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 266 =====