Chapter 25 missing the opportunity

"Look out!"

Seeing the two giant trolls running unceremoniously towards the two archers, the surrounding dwarves immediately shouted.

"Quick, stop them!"

Thorin immediately shouted.

A monster of that size, with its thick skin and high defense, was hard to stop in their situation.

Only Morgan and Kíli of the expedition team were capable of harming it with their bows and arrows.

Thorin was able to check it quickly from where he stood.

Morgan's arrow had just killed the smaller troll, and that was proof.

Now the two monsters obviously knew that the two archers were the biggest threat.

First they tried to kill Morgan and Kíli.

At that point, Thorin naturally gave priority to protecting the two archers.

Only when the two archers were protected would they be able to defeat the two monsters.

"Quick, stop them..."

Thorin shouted and rushed forward.

A dozen dwarves rushed at them.

It was not enough to kill two trolls at once, but several short swords, axes, hammers and stabs to the lower body were not easy to bear.

The wounded trolls immediately roared and waved their large hands at the flea-ridden dwarves below them.

On Kili's side, the troll William was besieged by the dwarves below him, and the pain was so great that he could not help but get up and slap the dwarves with his big hands.

Kíli shot an arrow and immediately moved away.

And over to Morgan's side.

The troll Bert was also tangling with the dwarves.

Quickly enraged by the dwarves, the troll Bert swung his weapon and slammed it into the dwarves.

The dwarves jumped up and dodged the troll's attack.

Only the trees, the ground, the plants and the earth around them were completely shattered.

Morgan remained in place.

With a cold glance at the huge troll not far away, he again drew an arrow from his back.

With Morgan's current archery skill, two arrows at a time was already quite proficient, three arrows at a time was fine, but the accuracy rate was much lower.

The huge troll in front of him looked like a huge live target.

But in reality, despite the troll's large size, due to its rough skin and thick flesh, the damage caused by the arrows hitting the relatively weak head was very limited.

Not to mention the rest of the troll's body.

This was already demonstrated by Morgan and Kíli.

With the arrows stuck in the head, the troll was able to survive, so shooting anywhere else would have no effect other than wasting arrows.

It is now known that the eyes are the troll's only weakness.

But even if a troll is large, there is a limit to the size of a pair of eyes.

Not to mention the fact that the two giant trolls in front of him seemed to have learned to shield their eyes.

Morgan didn't dare to be reckless at that moment, and shot one arrow at a time, so that the hit rate would naturally be higher.

"Phew..."

His breathing quickly calmed down, his eyes focused on one point, and his mind calmed down.

Morgan aimed his bow and arrow carefully at the huge troll not far away, looking for the best chance.

"Bang..."

"Bang..."

"Damn dwarf, when I catch you, I'll swallow you alive, I'll roast you, I'll cook you into soup."

With his hands, he crushed the tree trunk like a toy, splattering grass and mud everywhere.

"Only if you can catch us."

"Stupid big guy."

"You're too slow, you'll never catch us .... "

"Come on, catch me, catch me, catch me, catch me and let's eat..."

"Ha ha..."

The dwarves used their speed to taunt the troll by jumping around him.

Bert the Troll was getting angrier and angrier, "Damn, damn dwarves, squirrels, rats...".

"Hey, big guy, look over here... come and get me..."

Bofur the dwarf, leather hat and short hammer in hand, stood behind the troll, grimacing and clapping his hands, noisily taunting the troll in front of him.

The troll, Bert, did not look back, ignoring Bofur's provocation.

With the tree trunk in his hand, he continued to chase and crush the dwarf Glóin.

Just when Bofur thought that the provocation would not attract the troll's attention, he relaxed a little.

The troll Bert suddenly let go of the tree trunk in his hand and then turned around and lunged at Bofur, who was behind him.

"Look out!"

"Bofur, look out!"

Shouted the dwarves around him.

Seeing the huge troll suddenly pounce on him, Bofur's face paled and he immediately bolted backwards.

But the troll Bert made a sudden move.

The huge troll lunged more than 10 meters and, with his long arm, was able to reach him.

The dwarf, Bofur, was caught by the troll's hands without resistance.

"Bofur, look out!"

"Bofur..."

"Let go of Bofur..."

The dwarves pounced as soon as they saw Bofur being grabbed.

They attacked the trolls with their weapons.

But the troll finally had the dwarf in his hands and just waved his big hands to chase the other dwarves away and didn't fight back at all.

"Hey, hey, I finally got you!"

Troll Bert grinned, revealing black, yellow, messy fangs, and his murky eyes widened, he looked at the dwarf in his hand and made a terrifying sound.

"Now!"

A little farther away, Morgan, who had been aiming his bow and arrow at the troll for a while, looked at the troll in concentration and wide-eyed.

He squeezed the arrow tightly between his fingers and released it with a jerk.

"Whoosh..."

The long arrow whistled and shot out with a quick crackle.

The next second.

"Aaaayyyyyyyyy..."

A miserable scream immediately echoed throughout the forest battlefield.

At that moment, everyone's gazes, including the other troll, immediately turned towards the screaming troll.

Then everyone could see that the troll Bert was wounded and let go of the dwarf in his hand.

Then, trembling, he put his hand to one of his bloodshot eyes and tried to pull something out.

The crowd did not have to wait long.

Soon the troll pulled from his eye socket an arrow from whose sharp point hung a white, bloody object.

After pulling the arrow out of its socket, the troll's huge body shuddered even more.

The troll could barely lift the arrow to its other intact eye, as if trying to see the arrow in front of it.

But the huge body could not resist any longer and fell head first to the ground.

"Bang..."

The four-meter tall troll fell to the ground with a thud.

The ground shook for a moment.

The last remaining troll, the biggest one, finally felt fear.

Immediately, it turned and ran.

Morgan was about to shout for the troll to stop.

Instead, he saw the dwarves who had been blocking the way move out of the way, immediately giving way to the troll.

Morgan shouted angrily, "Damn it!