When the fangs and claws were about to touch the dwarves' butts, leaving them unforgettable scars, the dwarves rushed directly to the tree at a speed faster than a monkey, temporarily saving their butts.

Gandalf looked at the wolf and orc surrounding him coldly, reached out and led a butterfly that fell on the tree to his hand. He muttered twice as if he was whispering to the butterfly, and let the butterfly fly away again.

"Why are there so many!" Bilbo held the tree trunk tightly and looked at the pack of wolf wandering under the tree, his scalp tingling.

However, no one answered his question at this time, because all the dwarves stared at Azog, who appeared on the white wolf, and held his breath.

Anger, fear, and incredible situations flowed between the dwarves, and eventually turned into a sentence from Thorin's mouth, so possible!

"How is that possible?" Azog's mouth pulled out a bloodthirsty arc, looking at the dwarves on the tree, as if they were looking at the fruits waiting for him to pick, with a casual look on their faces, riding the white wolf back and forth twice, suddenly glaring his eyes to the greatest extent, and shouting angrily: "How is it possible?"

"Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? Ha?"

"By the way, it's the expression I'm now. I like it very much, fear, fear!"

"But I can't give me any pity! I will soon pull your head off that fragile neck like your grandfather!"

Azog vented his long-established hatred and anger, then pointed at Thorin and said, "This is mine, and the rest are torn apart!"

"Ao!"

A wave of wolf howls, and the amazingly sized wolves, under the command of the orcs, pounced on the pine wood where the dwarves were lying on the dwarves.

"Huh, ah!"

Accompanied by several excited howls of wolf, a pine tree was pushed down by a wolf. The wolf dripped in disgusting saliva, waiting for the fresh meat on the tree to fall.

"Jump!"

Solin roared lightly, and when the tree was tilted, he took the lead in pounce on another pine tree adjacent to the tree.

Seeing this, other dwarves followed suit.

However, the orcs also had a countermeasure and once again directed the wolf to pounce on the tree that the dwarves were crawling now, and pushed the tree down again. In helplessness, the dwarves could only jump to the next tree.

In this way, like a domino pushed by someone, trees were pushed one by one, and a group of people landed on the last pine mountain on the edge of the cliff, taking the isolated and helpless scene to the extreme.

"What should I do now!"

A group of sixteen people were lying on a tree, swaying with the slowly blowing breeze. On one side was a cliff, on the other side were bloodthirsty wolf, and a bunch of people had numb scalps.

What made them sweat even more was that the wolves rushed towards the last tree.

Gandalf looked at the pine cones on the tree, reached out to pick one, ignited it with wizard force, and then ignited it again, like throwing a ball of fire.

The pine cones with a lot of grease burned with raging flames and bounced on the ground twice, igniting the hay on the ground. The burning flames made the wolves hesitate for a while, but continued to rush over.

Just as Gandalf handed the burning pine cones to the dwarves and let the dwarves follow their examples, Little Aragon roared at the top of his throat.

"Teacher, if you don't come out, I will be eaten by a wolf!"

The roar full of internal force echoed throughout the mountain, making the dwarves stunned and looked at Little Aragon.

"I just guessed that my teacher would follow me, otherwise, those mountain giants would not stop easily at the high mountain pass!" Little Aragon explained briefly, looking into the distance, but there was still no trace of the season.

A few seconds later, Little Aragon began to get impatient. If his teacher was nearby, he would have come to save him when he heard a cry, but there was no movement now, which made him feel upset.

His internal energy has been consumed a lot in Goblin Town, and there is not much left, so he cannot break out of the siege. What should he do if he guessed wrong?

Looking at the wolves staring at them cruelly and waiting for them to fall off themselves, feeling the shaking and trunks of pine branches that could break down the cliff at any time. Looking at the slowly extinguished flames on the ground, Little Aragon gritted his teeth and whispered: "I don't want to die so frustrated!"

"If you reach a desperate situation, all you can do is to try your best and give a hope!"

"Get out a hope!"

Recalling what Ji Hou had said to him in his mind, Little Aragon yelled and jumped down from the tree.

Gandalf looked at such a little Aragon, and his eyes were filled with admiration. It was rare to have such courage at such an age! More importantly, he felt an extraordinary infectious force from his little Aragon. This can be seen from the current expressions of the dwarves.

The dwarves on the tree looked at the little Aragon landing on the ground and actually felt a fierce momentum of struggle from the other party's still young back.

"Ha? There is another one who is not afraid of death?" Azog looked at Little Aragon and smiled cruelly. After looking at the flames that were gradually extinguishing on the ground, he pointed with the hook on his arm and said fiercely: "Kill him!".

"ha!"

"howl!"

The orcs and the wolf roared excitedly, as if they could see the scene of Little Aragon being torn to pieces, which made them excited.

"Come on!" The sword pointed straight at the enemy, and Little Aragon made the small amount of internal force remaining in his body rush.

"Haha, yes, I'll try my best to find a future. Instead of waiting for death like this, I'd better try my best!" Thorin roared in agreement, letting his emotions be ignited with passion and crawling down from the tree.

Dwarves never lack courage!

As Thorin's movements, the dwarves quickly climbed down quickly, held their weapons, stood with Little Aragon and Thorin, and looked at the enemy firmly, and a momentum of burning boats came out.

Looking at the dwarf and little Aragon below, Gandalf also climbed down from the tree. Although he had already brought reinforcements, they had to at least hold on until the other party came. Therefore, it was not the time to announce that they had reinforcements, which would destroy the momentum of burning boats.

"Kill these dwarf scumbags!"

Seeing Thorin come down, Azog could no longer help but make him crazy and rushed up with all the wolves and half-orcs.

"Kill!" Thorin roared, gathering the anger and courage of the dwarves, and met them fiercely.
Chapter completed!