The battle near Erebor was going badly as Thranduil, Dáin, Angel, and Torg rally all their remaining toward the gates of Erebor, with the orcs in pursuit.

"FALL BACK!" Dáin yelled to his troops while fighting and bashing orcs and goblins. "FALL BACK! TO THE MOUNTAIN! FALL BACK!"

Clem rides across slaying his enemies while his bull continues to bash her enemies. Sophie was seen running and screaming when several Guldur Orcs were chasing her. Angel jumps behind her and managed to save her life in time. Harmony, Dav, and Sheila stand in front with their weapons locked in their hands and growl at the Orcs, Goblins, Ogres, and Trolls line up by rank, ready to attack them.

"Oh, we might not live to see this." Spike sighed in a grumble.

"It was good fighting with you, Spike." Angel said.

As the signal horn sounds again, several heavily armored trolls shoulder their way to the front of the Orc ranks. The entire horde begin to march forward towards the Demons, Dwarves, Elves, and Vampires that were not willing to give up this fight. Suddenly, a trumpet was heard and every fighter turned around and saw Bombur, who was the dwarf blowing the horn atop the wall. This caused all the Goblins, Ogres, Orcs, and Trolls to stop in confusion.

"It's Thórin." Harmony whispered.

After Bombur finished blowing the horn, the entire barricade of rocks in the gateway of Erebor suddenly smashes outward as it is hit from inside by a giant golden statue that the dwarves had hung up like a bell. The rocks fall forward and make a rough bridge across the moat. At a split second, Thórin leads his army out of the gates and run through the ranks of Dwarves, Elves, Demons, and Vampires that all looked surprised and proud.

"TO THE KING!" Dáin shouted to every fighter around him. "TO THE KING!"

"Du Bekâr!" (To arms!) Thórin shouted as he raises his blade up in the air and leads the way as all the fighters form a wedge behind him. They smash their way through the orc ranks, releasing their pent up anger and hatred. The Trolls were nearly this close in striking, but they were all killed when the elves released a full volley of arrows at the giants.

While many more Guldur Orcs and Goblin Mercenaries were streaming out of the goblin tunnels and prepared to make their move to attack Dale and Erebor, a horn was blown and both armies turn around to face another army that arrived. It was an army of 30,000 Elves from the realm of Lothlórien. On a chariot, Lady Galadriel was wearing golden armor like every member of her kin. The Elves stopped marching and observe the fighting. Rather than waiting, Galadriel raises her hand up and gives the order to allow the Silvan Elves of Lothlórien to charge and attack. The Goblins and Orcs charge out and the three armies crash into each other.

Dáin, Brandon, Óri, Harmony, Nóri, Dav, Dwálin, and Sheila were all fighting together. Together, Sheila and Dwálin bashed their hammers on the foot of a troll with a catapult on its back. The troll yowled in pain and fell backwards. The goblins were crushed to death when the troll fell on its back, but when the catapult was heard from underneath, the troll was suddenly thrown like a dime and landed on the ground dead.

Bombur, Bofur, and Bifur were fighting proudly together against the enemy. Just as Bombur used his fat stomach to bash a Guldur Orc that landed hard on the ground, Bofur and Bifur finished it off with their weapons. Bombur ran up ahead and swung his mace at an orc. The Orc was still alive when the fat dwarf jumped and landed his back to finish it off. As he did, he used his legs to kick another Orc that was charging towards him at the same time. Bombur tried to get up, but since he was too fat, Bifur and Bofur had to help him up.

"Come on, Bombur!" Bofur shouted in laughter. "Get it up!"

Angel picked up an axe and threw directly at an ogre. The ogre landed backwards and was dead. Harmony took the axe outo f the dead ogre and turned to see Nóri, who was having trouble fighting a Guldur Orc.

"Bofur!" Nóri cried out for his friend Bofur to help him out. "Here! Hurry!"

Harmony didn't react and immediately threw the axe at the orc's forehead and saved Nóri's life.

"Nóri! Help!" Óri called out for help.

Nóri grabbed the axe and threw it directly at a Guldur Orc that was fighting Óri. Óri took the axe out of the axe out of the orc's forehead, and then throws towards Spike, who had managed to finish off a large ogre.

Spike looked up and saw the axe flying towards him. "Huh?" He grabbed the axe in the nick of time and murmured to himself. "Bloody hell."

As the fight continued to progress, a large amputated troll, with a Guldur Orc on top of its back, was used as a mount and used its swinging maces to smash several Dwarves, Demons, and Elves.

"Look!" Sophie screamed, pointing at the amputated troll.

Thórin and his nephews were all fighting together while the ampulated troll continued to cause terror by killing its enemies. While swinging its maces, Brandon and Lucius threw two dwarven axes at it, but had no effect. The orc on top turned the amputated troll towards the direction and led straight towards Harmony, Dav, and Sheila.

"Give me a boost!" Harmony shouted.

"Right behind you!" Dav complied loudly as she and Sheila used their vampiric strength to throw Harmony.

Harmony grabbed hold of the amputated troll's arm and climbs right up. On top of the head, she snaps the orc's neck and shoves it off. With no one to control amputated troll, Harmony landed backwards and took control. Now, she used the amputated troll to smah down dozens of Guldur Orcs and Goblin Mercenaries that were in front of her.

"Hahahaha!" Harmony laughed excitedly. "This is fun!"