The Boy Who Lived and the Hobbit. (A Harry Potter/Hobbit Crossover.)

Chapter 26: The Battle of the Five Armies.

As the Battle had begun and the Dwarves and Elves battled against the Orcs, Azog looked below. As did Voldemort. 

"Perhaps we were better off letting them kill off each other before we attacked." Voldemort suggested.

"And miss the chance for sport, no thank you." Azog shrugged off. "Send in the War Beasts!" He commanded as the horn blew again with his wooden signaling device. And from out in the tunnels emerged a force of new legions of Orcs, along with massive Trolls and other monsters. 

Something that Harry could see. "How many forces does Azog have?" He asked. "No wonder Voldemort wants to join forces with him." 

Thranduil then gave an order for his archers to draw out their bows. They fired a volley into the Orcs. 

"They cannot fight on two fronts." Azog noted. "Now we make our move. Attack the City!" He commanded. 

The horn sounded yet again. And an army of Orcs that Azog had in reserve began marching towards Dale, which was situated right in the middle of the current battle and the tunnels. 

"Gandalf? What's that Azog's yelling?" Harry asked. 

"He's trying to cut us off." Gandalf answered as he looked onward towards the city. 

And it wasn't just the armies of Orc Legions, there were also massive Trolls wearing what appeared to be Catapult like contraptions. 

"All of you, fall back to Dale! Now!" Bard ordered the Lake Town villagers. 

"Come on!" Harry yelled to his friends. "We've gotta help!" 

"What about-" Hermione started to ask pointing to the armies.

"They've got this! But Dale doesn't." Ron answered as he began running up with the Lake People. 

"Professor!" Harry called.

"Go with Bilbo and Gandalf. I am needed elsewhere." Dumbledore informed as he apparated away. 

"To the city! All of you! This way!" Gandalf yelled as he ran with the Lake People as well as the Wizards. All while the Dwarves and Elves outside fought against the Orcs. Thranduil from atop of his Stag slashing and bashing at the Orcs, moving his curved sword with finesse. 

Soon enough though. The Monstrous Trolls approached from a nearby ledge overlooking Dale. They soon bent over and planted all their arms and legs on the ground. The Catapults on their backs all loaded with boulders. "Fire!" One Orc yelled.

The barrage of Boulders flew toward Dale, smashing into the walls and towers destroying everything they hit. 

"Harry!" Neville yelled pointing to the walls.

"I see it!" Harry replied as he ran into the city. "We're going to need a lot of the Reparo Spells to bring back those walls up." But soon enough, there was another Orc Army approaching another wall. A Troll with a giant triangle shaped rock strapped to its head smashed headfirst into the wall like a battering ram, knocking the wall down. The Orcs behind him rushed into the city.

"Unless the Orcs overwhelm that position first." Luna pointed out.

"Right." Harry thought out loud. "Unless they do that first." He should've known it wouldn't be that easy. 

The Orcs that swarmed into the city fell like Locusts when they saw any green below their swarm, striking down the people that were in the city. Including a massive Troll that climbed over the wall in front of Bain, Sigrid and Tilda as a force of Archers on top of a building tried to strike at the Troll with arrows. There was also a horde of Orcs that maneuvered down another street and were bringing the sword down upon the people trying to flee.