In terms of size, the half-orc Azog is a bit bigger than Wayne.

However, when Wayne, wearing blood-red armor and carrying the sword of Victory, held Azog's neck with one hand and dragged him out of the mine like a dead dog, there was no inconsistency at all.

Amidst the bloody storm, Wayne's image was set off like a mythical hero, and the orcs in front of him were like ants in front of the hero, making the members of the expedition team who had been paying attention to him couldn't help but feel admiration for him.

Following a whistle, Deathclaw Robin, who received the order from his master, immediately let out an excited roar in the direction of his master.

The strong hind legs twisted suddenly, and the thick tail with barbs swung out in a semicircle like a cannonball, hitting the orcs in front of it. This is one of the Death Claw's most powerful attack methods.

With unimaginable force, the first few orcs that were swept by the iron tail exploded in a blood mist like red berries being crushed.

Then, more than a dozen orcs were beaten to the point of having their bones shattered. They flew off the platform with blood spitting out of their mouths and fell into the bottomless mine.

With just one sweeping attack, he immediately cleared a large area in front of him and killed nearly twenty orcs.

Such killing efficiency made the surviving orcs around them dazed for a moment. Their morale and courage, which were already very little, quickly dissipated after they lost their leader, the Orc King. Their attacks, which were like tickling, became even more powerless.

But whether it is Wayne, Deathclaw Robin, or the members of the expedition team, they will not show mercy because of the enemy's weakness. Instead, they will kill more fiercely.

If Wayne had not been in the cave and unable to use the sixth-level spell Thunderstorm, he would definitely have cast this spell on the orcs.

But even without magic, he has no shortage of means of attack.

Whether he was relying on his strong physical fitness to chop melons and vegetables, or using alchemical bombs to fry fish, his killing speed, although not as fast as the Death Claw, where he could fight ten or a hundred with one, was still something that dwarves like Thorin looked up to.

Soon, before the mirror clone disappeared, the passage leading to the entrance of the mine was directly pierced through by Wayne and Deathclaw's attack, and any orcs blocking the way were either chopped into pieces or fell to the bottom of the mine.

This made Wayne couldn't help but wonder whether Gollum, who now possessed the One Ring and lived at the bottom of the mine, would be able to eat full meals for a long time.

However, this thought only flashed through his mind, and the matter of the One Ring was not something that needed to be dealt with urgently.

When there was no obstacle ahead, Robin ran excitedly to him, lowered his head, and waited for him to ride on.

Wayne dragged the still unconscious Azog with one hand, turned over and sat on the back of the Deathclaw. After saying hello to the other members of the expedition team, the group quickly exited the mine.

After all, this is the Orcs' cave in the Misty Mountains. There are probably several thousand Orcs inside. Although they are not unable to continue fighting, Wayne's main goal has now been achieved. He has killed the two leaders of the Orcs. For a long time, they have become a group of scattered sand.

An enemy that is scattered and disorganized is much easier to deal with than one that is united, organized and well-commanded.

The expedition team evacuated quickly, and since there was no one in charge of the orcs in the cave, they easily escaped tracking and returned to the cave where they had camped.

Just as I sat down to rest, an old voice said excitedly:

"It was truly a miracle that could be recorded in epics. On his journey to Lonely Mountain, the great adventurer Wayne killed the Orc King of the Misty Mountains and captured Azog, the Orc leader of Moria, alive."

Balin, one of the dwarves, stood beside Thorin, his white beard trembling with excitement. He sang about Wayne's achievements. He laughed at Wayne and the other dwarves and said:

"When I live to see other members of my tribe, I will tell them about this great event, and tell all the descendants of the dwarves, so that they will know what a great expedition our trip to Lonely Mountain is."

Among all the dwarves, Balin's prestige was second only to Thorin. What he said immediately aroused the response of the other dwarves, and the others immediately followed suit, praising, and singing, loudly praising Wayne's strength and achievements.

The dwarf prince Thorin looked at the unconscious pale orc in Wayne's hand with a serious expression. His expression was quite complicated, with memories, regrets, and trance, but the most was deep-rooted hatred.

After listening to the dwarves' praise, Wayne looked at Thorin, then at Gandalf, who was stroking his beard with a smile on his face.

He coughed lightly, revealed a gentle smile, and said to the expedition team, "My friends, you can't say that. This success is not the result of my efforts alone. If it weren't for your heroic fighting and helping me to attract the attention of the orcs, our plan would not have been accomplished so well."

"Perhaps this incident will be recorded in some legends, but I think that it is not just me who deserves the praise, but every member of our entire Lonely Mountain expedition team. We are all heroes who defeated the Misty Mountain Orc Clan."

Everyone praised the dwarves, although they were not as important as Wayne said, and they did not actually kill many orcs, but in order to establish a good relationship with them, he was still generous in praising them and gave the credit to everyone present.

And the others, including Bilbo, did kill a lot of goblins in the battle just now, more than they had killed in all the wars they had participated in before.

Hearing Wayne's praise and hearing this powerful adventurer calling them heroes, everyone felt very excited. A feeling of honor lingered in their hearts. The entire expedition team also became closer because of this victory.

After everyone finished sighing, Wayne threw the dead Azog in his hand to the center of the crowd, looked at the dwarf prince Thorin, and said softly: "Thorin, I have completed one of your commissions. Azog is here, almost intact. As for when you want to duel with him, it is up to you to decide."

Looking at the strong orc thrown in the middle of the field, with pale skin and a broken arm replaced by an iron fork, Thorin stared at him intently. After a few seconds, he looked up at Wayne with a serious expression and said solemnly: "Thank you, Wayne, my friend."

"Azog is the orc that the Dudin clan wants to kill the most. You have completed my commission, and the Dudin clan will always be your friend."

Having said this, the handsome Thorin Oakenshield took a deep breath and turned to everyone present and said:

"No need to wait. The orcs we just killed are not enough to satisfy our hatred for the orcs."

"Now, I, Thorin Oakenshield, grandson of Thror, King Under the Mountain, son of Thrain, will fight to the death with the mortal enemy of the House of Durin, the filthy Orc Lord Azog."

"His death will also be a great victory for us in this expedition to Lonely Mountain."

Thorin's bold words immediately aroused praise and cheers from the surrounding dwarves, and in such a noisy environment, Azog quickly woke up.

The strong half-orc with pale skin shook his still dizzy head first, then found himself in a strange place and was not tied up. He was a little surprised.

Then, he looked at the members of the expedition team around him with a vigilant look on his face. His gaze stayed on Wayne for more than ten seconds, and finally he looked at the dwarf prince Thorin who was standing opposite him in the middle of the circle of people.

Looking at the other party's hateful expression, the orc immediately understood his situation and the other party's intention. He chuckled and said in the Common Language: "Thorin Oakenshield, descendant of the King Under the Mountain."

"Now, do you want to kill me while I'm unarmed?"

"It doesn't matter. Dwarves are such despicable fellows."

"But as a brave orc, I will not surrender even if I die. Even if I am unarmed, I will use my fists and teeth to kill you, a despicable guy."

Hearing Azog's speech, Wayne couldn't help but feel a little amused. Since when could the most despicable orc in the dark forces act like a hero so righteously?

The fact that this half-orc with white hair could become a commander shows that he is not only extremely powerful, but at least he is smart.

His taunting was quite successful. He did it to prove himself to his companions and also to avenge his father and grandfather in a fair and just manner.

After hearing Azog's provocation, Thorin immediately threw a dagger to him with an angry expression. He still wore the oak shield and the dwarf's long sword. He patted his chest hard and roared: "You orcs are the filthiest race in the world. You are the shame and cancer of Middle-earth."

"I don't want to waste time talking to you. Pick up your weapons and fight to the death. I will avenge my family and my people."

"Azog, you will die here today!"

After getting a weapon, Azog no longer pretended to be serious. He knew that he would most likely be in great danger today, so he was determined to die. He wanted to kill the dwarf who cut off one of his arms before he died.

Without much words, the battle between Sony and Azog broke out instantly. The dwarf prince and the orc leader were both experienced warriors, but in terms of physical fitness, Azog, who was a little stronger than Wayne, was obviously more advantageous.

He had the upper hand from the very beginning of the battle. Although he was holding a not-so-easy-to-use dagger in his hand, he relied on his strong strength and fighting style that was not afraid of injury to immediately suppress Thorin severely. He forced him to retreat repeatedly with a ferocious expression and resisted desperately.

However, as a dwarf prince, Thorin has the fine blood of the royal family. In terms of combat power alone, he is the strongest dwarf in the expedition team, and his character is also the most tolerant and tenacious. He soon found a way to fight against Azog in the difficult battle.

That is to use the advantage of his short stature and focus on attacking the lower three routes, so that the huge but slightly less flexible orc will be distracted to resist attacks on his lower body.

Such attacks really made Azog very uncomfortable and he took advantage of it.

However, in cold weapon combat, people with strong physique and great strength still have more advantages.

Azog and Thorin fought back and forth, using all their strength to fight for their lives, but in the end, Thorin was the first to be forced into a desperate situation.

The shield in his hand, which was replaced by an oak trunk, could no longer withstand the damage caused by the constant chopping and suddenly exploded and fell off.

In a moment of distraction, Azog's sword slashed fiercely on Thorin's left arm.

Blood splattered everywhere, and a strong palm fell down.

Because of the sudden severe pain of his broken arm, Thorin couldn't help but let out a shrill howl, staggered several steps, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

Seeing such a critical situation, the other dwarves all turned pale, with expressions of horror and tension. They reached for their weapons involuntarily, but did not dare to intervene due to the sanctity of the duel.

Even Gandalf, who had been watching the battle nearby, couldn't help but shrink his pupils and purse his lips. The fingers of his hands holding the staff turned white due to the force.

Having avenged his broken arm, Azog showed no mercy. After a wild laugh, he immediately raised the dagger in his hand and was about to deliver the final blow to Thorin who was lying on the ground.

The pale-skinned orc's pupils suddenly shrank and he found that he had lost control of his body. The sword that could have definitely cut off Thorin's head was actually off target and hit the stone next to the dwarf's head.

But Thorin was no coward and he quickly recovered from the pain of his broken arm.

When Azog's sword was deflected, he immediately seized the opportunity to turn the tide. He endured the pain in his left arm and thrust the dwarf sword in his right hand upwards, directly into Azog's heart, dealing a fatal blow to the Orc leader.

However, Azog was able to stand out from the cruel survival system of the Orcs and become the leader of a powerful Orc clan. He was no ordinary person, even though he was stabbed in the heart and had no possibility of survival.

But he still gathered his own strength, ignored the dwarf's sword and stabbed him more thoroughly, and threw himself directly on Thorin, biting Thorin's neck hard with his sharp teeth.

He let out a desperate roar and used all his remaining strength to tear at Thorin's neck muscles, trying to bite his enemy to death.

At this critical moment of life and death, Thorin burst out with all his will to survive. Even though his left arm was bleeding profusely, his right hand still held the sword tightly, and he exerted his greatest strength to stir Azog's heart, trying to destroy his heart to the greatest extent.

After dozens of seconds, this strong, pale orc finally lost all his energy and completely lost his life.

Thorin, who was pinned under him, was not much better off. He had lost too much blood, his face was pale, and his neck was covered with bite wounds. If he had not been lucky enough that his aorta was not bitten, he might not have had the strength to kill the orc before Azog bit him to death.

But even so, when the other dwarves of the expedition team hurriedly rescued him from Azog.

This once handsome dwarf prince was now covered in wounds, his body stained with blood, and he was on his deathbed.

He reached out and held the hands of Balin and Fili, and whispered something as if he was telling his last words. The other dwarves all shed tears when they saw this, feeling sad for their princes.

Wayne, who was standing not far from him, frowned slightly, wondering whether he should continue to save the grandson of the King Under the Mountain, the prince who in the original book had a mental breakdown and caused dissatisfaction among many people because of his greed.

In the end, Wayne sighed. After all, they had been together for more than a month. Although their relationship was not close, they were still teammates fighting side by side.

He walked forward to Thorin's side, and looking back at Gandalf, who looked sad because he was at his wits' end, he said to Balin and the other dwarves:

"Everyone, please make way and let me give it a try. Maybe I can still save him."

(End of this chapter)