All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 137 Dragon Slaying and the Battle of the 5th Army

Chapter 137 Dragon Slaying and the Battle of the Five Armies

The throne of Lonely Mountain has been silent for nearly two hundred years.

The long, long years have made the warriors' swords and axes rust and their ambitions have faded.

But today, Thorin's ass is on the throne.The emperor of Erebor is back!

The expedition rested for a day, during which the dwarves piled huge stones at the gate of the city and built a thick wall, trying to defend the kingdom in this way.

Then everyone waited anxiously, waiting for news from the wizard Dumbledore.If there is no letter, then it can be concluded that the dragon has killed him, and Smaug will return to the Lonely Mountain.At that time, everyone will have to flee again.

Everyone is still full of anxiety about the future, but lying and rolling in the golden mountain is really very happy.

Bilbo planned to pack his share and leave the Lonely Mountain as soon as possible. However, Thorin stopped him and refused to let him go, let alone take a gold coin.

"So, you are going to break the contract? Aren't you afraid of the wizard's curse?" Bilbo asked fearfully.

"The wizard hasn't come back yet." Thorin said this. "Before then, no one is allowed to steal it. I want you to help me find the Arkenstone. I only want this treasure from the Lonely Mountain. Who wants to collect it himself?" If he gets down, I will be at odds with him!"

At this time, the ravens in the mountains came to the door, an old bird named Roak could speak human language, and it was also the leader of the raven group.

"Oh, Thorin, son of Thrain, I am Roak, son of Kark. Kark is dead, but he told us the deeds of the old king. We once got along very well."

"Yes, I know about the crows in Erebor. I was just about to ask you to help me spread the news to my people in the northern mountains, especially to inform my cousin Dain in the Iron Hills. He has strong soldiers and horses. , and it is the closest to Gushan, so please come here as soon as possible."

"It's too late. Thorin, those who are greedy for treasure have arrived near the Lonely Mountain. I saw an army of elves and orcs coming from the west and southwest. They had been prepared and saw the dragon leaving. After you go there, quicken your pace. If you climb up the mountainside and take a look, you can see their tents and banners."

The dwarves turned pale with fright, and everyone went outside. The originally desolate land had erected battle banners at some point.

The armor of the Elves was like green fish scales, reflecting the green light on the horizon, and their banners reflected the sinking sun like raven-blue clouds blown by the wind from the sky.

Wild and unsophisticated clusters of half-orcs haunted the south, Azog's troops were orderly and serious, while another troop surrounded a tall wooden tower, noisy and laughing, as if in an endless carnival, emitting a horrifying sound. Dizzy noise.

On the lonely mountain, the taunts and screams from the enemy, blown by the wind, became dim and low-pitched, like a light rain in midsummer, but like hot molten iron, scorching everyone's heart and soul.

This is the wind and rain of war, and every drop is filled with the prelude of death.

There are only thirteen dwarves and one hobbit in the kingdom under the mountain at this time.

It is known that the Elf Mansion's 500-strong army is about to arrive at the Lonely Mountain, and Azog's 2,000 Orc soldiers and the Lord of the Ring's 1,000 Orc troops are also coming. A total of more than 3,500 enemies - elves will not join forces with orcs - invaded the Lonely Mountain, which meant that each dwarf and hobbit had to fight 250 enemies.

The elves arrived first, and the general led by them was none other than King Thranduil. He ordered the dwarves of Lonely Mountain to hand over the gems.

Sorin only thought that the elf was asking for the Arkensilil, and immediately shouted and cursed at the top of the city, telling them to give up this idea, and he would never hand over the gem.

The elf looked at the city gate blocked by the dwarves, then turned and left.

Not long after, a group of laughing orcs also came to the door, and they also shouted for Thorin to hand over the gem.

"No, get out!"

Azog's envoys arrived last, and they were very straightforward: they wanted Thorin's head.

"If you have the guts, come up and get it yourself!"

The army besieged the city, the elves occupied the western hillside, and the half-orcs occupied the eastern hillside and the ruins of the valley city in the south.

The elves and the half-orcs could only be hostile, and would never join forces. The dwarves were their common enemy, and the three sides confronted each other. No one acted rashly for a while.

"It is necessary to invite foreign aid." Thorin summoned everyone in the expedition team. "The ravens have already rushed to the north, and it will take five days for the Iron Hills army to arrive even if they rush. Who else can help us now?"

"Maybe the humans in Changhu Town in the south can."

"Then invite them." Thorin said with a sullen face, "Just say, if you can help Gushan tide over the difficulties and persist until the Iron Hills army arrives, I will give away a part of Gushan's treasure as a reward."

At such a critical moment of life and death, no one cares about their own gains and losses.

The humans in Changhu Town received the news, and Bud formed a militia team and sailed northward by boat.

Time continued to pass in a terrifying dullness.

Everyone is waiting. The besiegers are waiting for the dwarves trapped in the lonely mountain to surrender, and the trapped people are waiting for reinforcements. The commander is waiting for the right moment, and the soldiers are waiting for the order to attack.

Each subsequent night was horrific, as the expedition relied on limited supplies, only enough food for a week at most. In this week, the situation of the battle will be completely clear.

Bilbo stood at the top of the city and looked out. In the ruins of River Valley City to the south, the orcs lit up clusters of terrifying orange-red flames, and he didn't know what they were doing. From time to time, there were the roars of wargs in the camp to the east. And from the territory of the elves in the west, their happy songs came.

The stars twinkle in the dark sky, and the moon glows warmly in the clouds.

The main peak of the lonely mountain resounded the dwarves' morale-inspiring battle songs.They are shouting, cheering for the return of the king.

Bilbo sadly hoped that all this would end soon. He heard that the elves and orcs were asking for the gem. Can war be avoided by handing it over?

Most importantly, where did Dumbledore go?

The wizard is chasing the dragon on his broomstick.

The battle between Smaug and the Dragonborn is hearty, from the mountain to the earth, from the thunder to the storm.

They fight in the air and beat each other with teeth, fists and tails when they land. The Dragonborn chuckled wildly, forcing Smaug to submit to him. This man defeated Alduin, the Devourer of Worlds, with his roar, proving that he was the king of the dragon clan. Now that he has arrived in another world, he must submit to the dragons here.

Smaug's red-hot body melted the earth and stone, and when he rolled on the ground, the earth was like a canvas, smeared with scarlet lava.It roared loudly, spit out flames, and refused to bow to the dragonborn.

Dumbledore took no part in the fight.

The struggle between the two sides did not last forever.If one side is exhausted, they will temporarily leave the battlefield, rest somewhere else, and eat some food, but sleep is impossible, because they are bound to be irreconcilable, to make the other party reach the limit of flesh and spirit, and then completely collapse.

The sun rose and set three times. They headed east, crossed the Iron Hills, and under the surprised and horrified gaze of the local dwarves, they knocked over a small hill and then went south along the Red Water River. Finally, at the intersection of the Running River and the Red Water River, the battle came to a conclusion.

Smaug screamed and hit the river bank hard. The dragon's horns were broken, his wings were torn, and the fire in his chest was extinguished, and he no longer had the strength to fight. I just had to resign myself to my fate and wailed.

The dragonborn stood on top of the dying Smaug. The armor on his body was falling apart. His strong body was covered with spider web-like injuries, as if he were a piece of ice-cracked porcelain. There were huge scratches on his waist left by the dragon's teeth, at least. Lost half a pound of flesh. Two of the fingers on his left hand were broken during the fight, but other than that, his overall mental state was extremely good.

The dragonborn stood in front of Smaug and asked him sternly: "Have you ever killed innocent people? Killed indiscriminately out of greed?"

Smaug blinked feebly, admitting his fault.

"Are you repentant? Willing to spend the rest of your life overcoming your evil nature?"

Smaug bared his teeth and blew out a puff of black smoke at the Dragonborn.

"Okay then, in the name of Ismir (the Northern Dragon), the leader of the dragons, I sentence you to death!" The Dragonborn defeated it majestically. No one objected to this sentence, and even Smaug closed his eyes. The final blow landed on its head, shattering its skull and piercing its brain.

Smaug, who had done many evil things, let out the last cry of his life.

At that time, the fight with the dragon was over, and the evening sun in the west pierced through the clouds and shone on the earth like a finger, bathing this hero from another world in warm light, and the wounds on his body disappeared in the light very quickly. speed of healing.

Dragonborn and Dumbledore stood by the river, beside the corpse of the huge dragon, the river was stained red with blood.They heard a harp sing on the wind, and a chuckle of satisfaction.

"It's Iluvita." Dumbledore was very emotional, "He recognized your achievements in slaying dragons."

The Dragonborn said nothing and began to dissect the dragon without saying a word. His uncompromising behavior made people laugh. Dumbledore saw that he wasted a lot of materials with his drastic cuts, so he quickly stepped forward and took over the work. The old wizard's anatomy skills were unexpectedly superb.

"Can I buy some of the dragon materials from you?" Dumbledore asked. "I should be quite rich now. I got a quarter of the treasure of the Lonely Mountain."

After finishing the takeaway order for the dragon slaughter, the demon dragon descendant was ready to go back to his own world to rest. He asked Dumbledore to choose the dragon materials by himself. At the same time, he did not forget Thorin's dragon disease, so he ordered: "He is welcome to learn at any time." Way of the Roar, and I will take him to the summit of Hrothgar."

The Dragonborn leaves through the portal.

Dumbledore rode his broom to the Lonely Mountain, and when he returned here, he found that this place had become a brutal battlefield in the Battle of the Five Armies.

The dwarves of the Iron Hills in the north, the two groups of orcs in the east, the woodland elves in the west, and the humans of Long Lake Town in the south all made a pot of porridge in the valley of Mount Erebor. Dwarves are at war with elves, orcs are at war with men, dwarves are at war with orcs, elves are at war with orcs...

The flags trembled, the horns filled the sky, the killing sounds were like thunder, and the corpses were like mountains.

Dumbledore's lips quivered, he was just a wizard and couldn't stop the war.

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