There's not much to say. In Middle-earth, orcs are the representatives of evil. Just kill them on sight. There's no problem.

Wayne also followed the local customs and directly grabbed the orc and cast a lucky curse on him, making the poor little thing look as if its soul had been sucked out and it was so scared that it was shitting and pissing all over the place.

However, this time, his luck was quite average. He only drew twelve points of luck from him, plus his own double luck, a total of forty-two points, while the opponent became negative thirteen points.

The kind-hearted Lord Wayne couldn't bear to see the orc suffer such misfortune, so before leaving, he killed him with a single blow, and then continued on to the orc town to look for Gollum.

However, even if Wayne's luck increased to more than forty points, it can almost be said to be at the level of a chosen one.

But I don’t know if it’s because Middle-earth has a creator god, is influenced by the so-called Ainu Symphony script, or if the little monster Gollum has already left with the orcs in the chaos.

He searched the entire cave and set many traps and baits, but still could not find the little thing Gollum, let alone the One Ring.

This time, Wayne is in a bit of a dilemma as he has lost the One Ring. Although the subsequent plot of killing Smaug and the Battle of Five Armies should not change much,

But the plot of The Lord of the Rings decades later, with the destruction of the One Ring, the Fellowship of the Ring, and the killing of the Dark Lord Sauron, has changed a lot, almost completely.

Wayne, who had been searching for a long time but couldn't find his target, had no choice but to hope that the great music of the God of Creation had magical power to put things back on track.

But later, after thinking about it, he felt that it didn't really matter.

After all, seventy years later in Middle-earth, even in the wizarding world, fourteen years have passed. By that time, Wayne's strength must have made great progress and far exceeded what it is now.

Even if the real body of the Demon Lord Sauron comes, what does it matter? If you make him angry, he will just show his health bar and crush that scum to pieces.

Maybe by that time, I can try out what it feels like to kill a god and complete an epic quest.

With this thought in mind, Wayne worried for a while, but still continued to search the mine honestly until night.

However, the more than 40 points of luck were not without effect. At least when he was looking for Gollum in the mine, he not only found many rare minerals along the way, some jewelry hidden in various places, but also directly found the treasure house in the orc town.

However, when we call it a treasure trove, it is probably relative to humans or dwarves.

The orc clans of the Misty Mountains have existed for thousands of years, and have slain countless members of other races at their hands during that time.

The flesh and bodies of these victims became food for the orcs, but the property and equipment they carried were left behind.

Their weapons might have been used by the orcs, but things like gold, silver, and jewelry were of no use to these primitive and savage creatures, so they were concentrated and stored here by them, or you could say they were discarded there.

Faced with this sudden wealth, Mr. Wayne was not polite. He called out his assistant Vivian and started the sweep.

Vivian was obviously much more interested in these gold, silver and jewelry. She worked very efficiently, shouting excited slogans while collecting all the valuable items in the treasure house full of garbage.

With the help of the wealth elves, this treasure house that had been hidden by the Orcs for thousands of years has finally seen the light of day in a different way.

He turned all of them into numbers in the wealth bank, and 360,000 orens was the final total value of this treasure house.

Although its quantity is not even as much as the giant treasure house on the Gantuowa continent, such an unexpected fortune has already made Wayne quite surprised.

However, Master Wayne was still quite law-abiding. Although the dwarves did not contribute much in this battle, he still decided to give each of the other members of the expedition team a share of the spoils afterwards. The spoils were worth about 10,000 orens, as a commemoration of everyone's experience of fighting together.

By the time he returned to the camp, it was already evening.

In the camp guarded by Deathclaw Robin, the dwarves were sleeping soundly. When Wayne walked to the campfire, he found that the dwarf prince Thorin was staring at his broken arm in a daze. His expression was not sad or regretful, he was just staring at his broken arm, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Instead of disturbing the prince who had lost his arm, he found a clean stone and entered a state of half meditation and half sleep, waiting for time to pass.

The night passed very peacefully. With the Deathclaw as a deterrent, no wild beasts or enemies dared to attack the camp.

Everyone had a good sleep, and the next morning, they began to pack their bags and prepare to set off, leaving the Misty Mountains and continuing their journey to the Lonely Mountain.

It was a long and arduous journey. After leaving the Orc Town, they crossed the entire Misty Mountains, crossed the grasslands, passed through the forests, climbed over the mountains and ridges, slept in the open air, and kept moving forward in this world where more than half of the land was still wilderness. Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Because of the war in the Orc town, the expedition team was not chased by the Orcs along the way, and did not have to choose those remote and steep paths. Moreover, because the horses were not lost and Wayne was there to guarantee logistics, their speed was about twice as fast as in the original book.

Under the guidance of Thorin and Gandalf, they reached Mirkwood almost two months earlier than in the original book and came to a wasteland outside the forest.

That afternoon, they were riding on horseback and unknowingly came to a rock that stood high above the ground and looked like a giant bear.

A man-made staircase extends from the ground to the top of the rock. Due to its higher altitude than other places, this rock is a good place to survey the surrounding intelligence.

After seeing the rock, Gandalf smiled, took a puff of his pipe, turned around and said to everyone, "Friends, our expedition is more than halfway done. This place is called Carr's Rock, and it is a very famous landmark in this area. Soon, we will enter Mirkwood."

"Once we pass through Mirkwood, you will be able to see the legendary Lonely Mountain with your own eyes."

………………

Putting aside the expedition team’s long and arduous journey, time goes back to the time when Wayne and others left the Orc Town.

After the team that completely destroyed the Orc town left, an Orc who was not particularly strong, had a huge sutured wound on his head, and looked very terrifying and hideous, found the camp where Wayne and others had stayed, and found the body of the pale orc Azog in a pile of rocks outside the camp.

A leader who had ruled the Orc clan of Moria for hundreds of years was abandoned in the wild like a piece of garbage, left to be devoured by flies and maggots without any dignity.

If it weren't for the fact that some breath of the Deathclaw still lingered here, preventing the surrounding beasts from coming here to find food, the body of the Orc leader might have already become a delicacy for scavengers.

"Damn it, you despicable dwarves. You will definitely pay the price."

He was not tall, but his roar resounded throughout the entire forest. The anger and hatred in his voice made the orcs following him tremble in fear.

The orc's name was Bolger. He was the son of the orc leader Azog and his only heir. Although in terms of combat power, Bolger might not be as good as his father.

However, compared to Azog, who seemed heroic but was actually reckless, Borg was more restrained, cunning and vicious, and his prestige in the entire orc clan was only slightly inferior to that of his father.

After releasing the pent-up anger and hatred in his heart through roaring, Borg was silent for a few seconds, then pulled out a long-handled battle axe from behind, chopped it down hard at Azog's already rotten body, and directly chopped off Azog's head.

Looking at the head rolling at his feet, Borg knelt down silently, then took out a small knife from his waist, grabbed his father's head, and peeled off all the rotten flesh on it.

Soon, with his skilled skills in dissecting his prey, a huge skull covered with blood was peeled off in its entirety.

Borg tore off the lower jaw of the skull, then used a belt to make the skull into a hat and put it on his head, making his already hideous and terrifying appearance even more frightening.

It’s not that Borg admires his father so much. There is no warm family affection in the Orc clan. The reason why he did this is just to use this method to increase his prestige. At the same time, he also hopes to inherit the bravery of his father Azog and become a powerful Orc warrior.

As expected, the orcs had a natural admiration for this barbaric and violent behavior, and when Borg personally turned his father's skull into a hat and wore it on his own head, the other orc leaders who had followed him looked at him with more respect.

This time, following his father's orders, Borg brought nearly a thousand Moria Orc warriors from the underground kingdom of Moria, with the aim of killing all the dwarves in the expedition, especially the dwarf prince Thorin, the armless enemy of his father.

But now, his father suddenly died, and it seemed that he died at the hands of the dwarves in the expedition team. This was quite difficult for Borg to accept.

Logically speaking, although his father did not bring many orc warriors from Moria, he had the assistance of the thousands of skinny orcs in the Orc Town.

Even if those trash didn't have much fighting power, it was impossible for just a dozen of them to prevent him from even recovering his father's body.

While he was thinking about this question, the orc leader he had sent out to gather intelligence came over with a look of surprise.

He first looked at the skull on top of Borg's head, which was still covered with blood and flesh, with some awe, then lowered his head and reported loudly:

"Report to the boss, we will send people to investigate the situation in the caves of the Orc Town."

"It turned out that there were no living orcs in the orc town. At the bottom of the mine, there were thousands of rotting corpses."

As he spoke, the leader looked up at Borg, whose expression was uncertain, and continued:

"So I infer that this orc clan in the Misty Mountains may have been defeated."

"Our people are searching for possible survivors in the mountains to see if we can get some information from them."

Although he had such a guess in his mind, Borg still found it hard to believe after hearing it from his subordinates with his own ears.

In less than a month, the orc town with such a large population was gone in such a short time.

But then, whether he believed it or not, the survivors of the Orc town brought by his men told Borg all the information they saw.

Including that terrifying Death Claw and the terrifying assassin who slaughtered hundreds of them every day for the next ten days.

Such news made Borg's expression very solemn. He was not an orc like his father who was only reckless and mindless.

He is the kind of military genius who would weigh the strength of both sides before every battle, and then use any cruel means to continuously weaken the opponent's strength and stop at nothing to achieve victory.

Bolgar played an important role in the Orc clans of Moria being able to achieve so many victories during their rise.

After listening to the reports from his subordinates and the intelligence from the survivors in the Orc Town, Borg quickly gave up the idea of ​​continuing the pursuit.

He knew very well that with his current strength, he might be stronger than those thousands of trash in the Orc town, but his strength was limited.

There was no way they could defeat the terrifying beast the survivors were talking about, or the invisible killer they were talking about.

These two kinds of existence are beyond the level that ordinary orcs can deal with, and must be dealt with by equally extraordinary powers.

After thinking for a few minutes, Borg immediately instructed his next leader:

"Now the orcs in the Misty Mountains have lost their orc king and have become a mob."

"I will give you half of the soldiers. You must gather all the orcs in the mountains and integrate their strength in the name of revenge for the orc king."

"It won't be long before we may need to wage a major war. These people will be our cannon fodder, contributing their strength to the rise of the orcs."

After saying this, Bolger turned over and rode on a strong wolf, then said to the other half of the cavalry: "Come with me, we are going to Dol Guldur, where the power of the Witch-king of Angmar has awakened."

"We must seek the help of the Dark Witch King. Only he can help us defeat the powerful enemy."

"We must avenge Azog and let those damned dwarves know that we orcs are the strong ones in this world."

(End of this chapter)