Dwarves, yes, this is a dwarf. Outwardly, the dwarves seemed all alike, for they all had sideburns on their faces, making it difficult to see their features. Although they are covered with armor, it can be seen from their broad shoulders how thick the bodies of these dwarves are. There are only two kinds of weapons for dwarves, one is hatchet and the other is hatchet. That heavy-looking guy is obviously not comparable to the bearman heavy infantry in terms of material.
Eight dwarves stood at the head. Unlike other ordinary dwarves, their weapons were double, and their bodies were extraordinarily thick, even reaching a height of about 1.6 meters. The first dwarf, the armor on his body was completely bright silver, and his beard was also the most distinctive, it turned out to be a fiery red color. Surrounded by other dwarves, he looked majestic and majestic, and he was glaring at the golden Beamon Oliver. That sentence just now was obviously what he said. A pair of short-handled war hammers in the palm, the hammer head is in the shape of an octagonal plum blossom, and it looks like a blood-drinking murder weapon.
Even though the height of 1.6 meters is quite good among dwarves, compared with the golden Beamon who is 17 meters away, this red bearded dwarf is only one-tenth of Oliver's height.
Oliver laughed, and looked at the dwarves in front of him with contempt, "Shorts, it's funny to see your three-inch appearance. I didn't expect that human beings have such mutations. Haha, I laughed so hard."
The face of the red-bearded dwarf couldn't be seen because of his beard, but from his eyes that seemed to be breathing fire, it could be seen that he was extremely angry at this time.
"General Oliver. Please shut up." Monto didn't know when he had come to Oliver's side, and stopped his ridicule at the dwarf.
In the orc army. If the equipment is considered to be well-equipped, I am afraid that there is only Monto alone. He is wearing heavy armor all over his body, and he wears a majestic and majestic body on his huge bear-man, which is nearly five meters high. Bear people do not know how much stronger. A pair of crystal yellow eyes stared at the red-bearded dwarf headed opposite, and said, "Excuse me, are you the patriarch of the dwarves?"
The red-bearded dwarf didn't answer. Suddenly, he roared and jumped up from the spot. No one expected his jumping ability to be so amazing. Like a cannonball, it rushed towards Oliver. Every time he crossed a hill, his toes heavily borrowed strength from the hill. He actually stepped on the rocky ground and left countless traces. Orcs still underestimated the importance dwarves place on dignity.
Oliver roared, and instead of retreating, he rushed forward in the direction of the red bearded dwarf. When was the behemoth afraid of the enemy's frontal attack
"Go to hell." The red-bearded dwarf borrowed strength from the last hill, his short body leaped high, and the two huge silver warhammers in his hands were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Oliver's head straight. Not to mention, with his jumping and take-off position. It happened to be able to attack the golden Beamon Oliver's head.
Oliver roared to meet him, without any intention of dodging. His terrifying golden fists were each half the size of the red-bearded dwarf's body. They raised violently and directly met the opponent's war hammer.
Boom ￣￣. As if a thunder had sounded on a sunny day, the huge roar was deafening. The body of the Bearman Hoplite couldn't help shaking.
The body of the red-bearded dwarf bounced back faster than when it came, under such a huge shock force. He still held his double hammer tightly and did not let go.
Golden Behemoth Oliver stood where he was, his eyes filled with astonishment. He found that his hands were actually paralyzed, and his legs had sunk into the rocks under his feet.
"Good strength." Oliver roared, and he couldn't figure out why the red-bearded dwarf possessed such tyrannical strength in such a small body. Even he could hardly catch the double hammer that was like five thunderbolts just now. After the numbness in his hands gradually disappeared, he hadn't felt the severe pain for a long time.
The red-bearded dwarf flew backwards all the way back to the original hill, and when his feet landed, he backed up a dozen steps one after another, and was able to stand firm with the help of his tribe. The people closest to him could clearly see that his hands were shaking constantly. Oliver was surprised, and the red-bearded dwarf was even more surprised. You know, dwarves have always been very strong, and he is the number one strongman among dwarves. Although he is not tall, he won the title of the first warrior among the dwarves at the age of less than a hundred years old, and became the hill dwarf who led the whole clan of warriors.
The lifespan of a dwarf is about 500 years old. A dwarf who is 100 years old is equivalent to a human youth who is 20 years old.
The red-bearded dwarf had calmed down a lot at this time, thinking to himself, Golden Behemoth is worthy of the title of invincible in land battles, the war hammer in his hand has a power bonus effect, and it is the best weapon that is rare among the dwarves, but still Didn't take any advantage from that golden Beamon. It seems that today's battle is not optimistic for the family.
Monto stopped Oliver who was about to attack, and said in a deep voice, "Dwarf, please send out a member of your tribe who can represent you to talk to me."
The red-bearded dwarf stabilized the trembling of his hands, and snorted angrily, "What else is there to talk about, I, the number one warrior of the dwarves, Lutezi, stand here, and talk to me if you have anything to say. You despicable, dirty people The orcs want to invade our territory. If it was the heyday of our dwarves, would you dare to attack so blatantly?"
Monto didn't affect his emotions because of the dwarf Rootzi's anger. Standing there with a huge five-meter-high body, his aura was not weaker than the golden behemoth Oliver beside him.
"Dwarf warriors, we are not here to start a war. But you have to understand one thing first. This is not the territory of your dwarves, but the sphere of influence of our orc Solomon tribe. Presumably, you are in our The region has lived for many years. As neighbors, we always have to come to say hello. The warrior of Roots, the great chieftain of our tribe, King Solomon hopes to cooperate with the nobles. We can provide you with enough metal to ensure that you safety and life. I just hope you can build weapons for us."
Monto stated the purpose of this time very directly. As a bear, but also as the most powerful commander of Solomon Fortress. If he was facing other enemies at this time, he would have commanded the army to launch an attack. But not now. Each of these dwarves in front of them is a forging powerhouse. The reason why the orcs have been unable to compete with humans is largely due to the gap in weapons. If they can get the help and support of the dwarves, it will not take long for the entire dwarf tribe to make the Solomon tribe become the number one among the orcs. Tribes even have the possibility of invading the human world. .
"Hahahaha." Lutezi looked up to the sky and laughed, full of disdain, "Do you dirty and despicable orcs also want to get help from the great dwarves? What did you say just now, insulting our height. For the dwarves, this is the greatest humiliation. Even if we fight to the last clansman, our dwarves will never compromise with you."
Monto still underestimated the character of the dwarves who would rather bend than bend. If it weren't for their own straightforwardness, the dwarves would not have fallen to the current situation, hiding quietly in the orc realm to survive. Years of hiding had already filled the hearts of these irascible dwarves with the flames of battle. Although they were facing an enemy six or seven times the number of their own at this time, they did not have the slightest fear. Under Lutz's strong declaration of war, all the dwarf warriors raised their weapons without hesitation.
Monto frowned. The task given to him by King Solomon Adoni was to cooperate with the dwarves as much as possible. Even if they fought, they had to capture as many dwarves as possible so that they could go back and become craftsmen of the tribe.
"Lutz, do you want the dwarves to be destroyed because of your recklessness? You can see clearly that standing in front of you at this time are ten thousand of the most elite bearmen heavy infantry of the Solomon tribe and ten thousand speed warriors. The fastest elite wolf cavalry. You don't even have a chance to escape. What's more, there are ten strong Behemoths joining me. With the invincible power of land warfare, how can you compete. This Since I came here last time, I never planned to return empty-handed. You should discuss it with your clansmen, and don’t let the dwarf clan be destroyed in your hands.”
Suppressing the raging fighting spirit in his heart, Montor tried to make the dwarf compromise. But when he said that there was no chance of escape, all the dwarves were already boiling. Although the dwarves are not tall, their characters are extremely proud. Since ancient times, no dwarf would choose to escape in a battle. Monto's words directly insulted the dignity of the dwarves, and the final sanity of these extremely powerful dwarves has been buried in anger.
"War ￣￣" Lu Tezi raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, and the double hammer in his hand hit the top of his head heavily, making a loud noise.
"Fight ￣￣, fight ￣￣, fight ￣￣" All the dwarves roared at the same time, waving their weapons. Three thousand elite dwarves quickly found the best position. On top of the hill.
"What's the point of talking to these dwarves? Do it." Oliver's blood was already boiling in the collision with Lutz just now. Can't wait to launch an attack. Although there is an autumn defense battle every year, for Golden Behemoth, there are too few opportunities to fight. After finally meeting an opponent of comparable strength, his hands were already itchy. .