Chapter 330, Bellegar's Dilemma

This was the idea of ​​Queen Komanek of Bellegar. She asked her husband to use copper rings and sackcloth to attach the severed beard to the original beard.

"Oh? Sure." Rorek nodded: "Aside from other things, Castle Breeze is huge, so it's no problem to arrange a place for your people to live in."

Seeing this, Bellegar breathed a sigh of relief. He and his clan finally temporarily found a kingdom that was willing to accept him. The clan that had suffered so much had finally found a foothold.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the dwarves began to drink too much. Bellegar drank the malt wine vigorously, as if to forget the shame and pain of defeat, he said drunkenly: "The guy (human) who made inferior goods recently What's the new news? I heard that Chaos from the north is going south again and beat these guys to pieces."

"That's all in the past, it's time to change the story." Rorek held a whole barrel of malt wine and drank it: "Don't tell me, Bellegar, my friend, there is a knight kingdom on this side of the mountain." What a strong guy, his name is Ryan Macador, Earl of Glamorgan, he actually defeated the champion of Khorne, the king of Scalins 'Red Eye' Egil Steelbjorn, and killed Thanks to him, many of our dwarf kingdoms have wiped out several pages of the Hate Book!"

"Humans have such powerful warriors?" Bellega stuffed the baked dwarf bread into his mouth, and asked curiously: "I knew that Emperor Karl Franz was a good guy who kept his word.

"Hey, Bellegar, your point of view is outdated. The Earl of Glamorgan is also a guy who knows what he says." Immediately, a dwarf with long beard retorted: "Many dwarves are working under him. Thanks to him, Breeze The Fort earns a lot of money every year.”

"Lian Macado, Earl of Glamorgan? Can you elaborate? I have heard of his name. It is said that he is a strong man, especially good at fighting." Bellegar stroked his beard: "He reminds me of the most Failed butcher, Gotrek Gonysson."

So Bellegar learned all about Ryan's experience from beginning to end from Rorek.

There is a special kind of soldier among the dwarves, called the dwarf butcher. The butcher is a symbol of the power of the dwarves. When a dwarf feels that he has suffered unbearable shame, he can choose to take the butcher oath and become a dwarf butcher.

A dwarven butcher sculpts his beard and hair, dyes it orange, tattoos his body, and travels far away, fighting for vengeance and atonement, until he seeks an honorable death.

Some dwarf butchers are too strong to seek a glorious death. These people are called "failed butchers", and they are the strongest existence among dwarf butchers.

The most failed butcher is called Gotrek Gonison,

This man with the axes of Grimnir (two, the other in the hand of Grim Bryndell the White Dwarf) slew from the Badlands to the Chaos Wastes, and from the Darklands to the east of the Roof of the World Mountains. In Estalia, the westernmost place in the old world, all powerful enemies fell before him, but he still failed to seek a glorious death, so he was known as "the most failed butcher".

Belega once planned that if he still couldn't retake the Eight Peaks Mountain, he would also issue a butcher's oath, but at this time, the end of the mountain was not yet reached, and Belega still had loyal subordinates. Although his clan was scattered, there were still many people willing to fight for him. With efforts to restore Bafeng Mountain, the situation has not yet reached an irreversible time for Bellega.

There are countless treasures of ancestors buried in the depths of Eight Peaks Mountain. It has not been long since Belega invaded Eight Peaks Mountain, but he still dug out a treasure buried by his ancestors and sealed with rune stones. It is worth about five thousand gold coins, not too Too much, can only temporarily relieve the urgent need.

Bellegar has sold these treasures in Breeze Castle to raise a sum of money for the military.

There are dozens of places where such treasures are buried in the depths of Bafeng Mountain. In addition, if the main castle can be recovered and the ancestral temple and dwarf treasury deep in the mountains are opened, there will be more gold and silver in it. Ore, ancestral weapons, rune armor, and rare treasures are all sealed deep in the mountains by the dwarves. With the greenskin's poor digging and mining technology, it is absolutely impossible for them to open these treasures.

This is why Bellega has always maintained confidence in being able to hold on to the Eight Peaks Mountain after regaining it. The accumulation of the dwarves for 10,000 years is not a joke. As long as the Eight Peaks Mountain can be completely recovered and countless treasures can be taken out, the rejuvenation of the Angland clan is just around the corner.

The human gold, silver and copper coin system is completely copied from the currency system created by the dwarves. The dwarf currency is the same as the human currency system and has the same value, but they prefer to print the book of hatred, mountains or anvils on gold coins. Pattern, the back is usually printed with the portrait of the current High King, the clan emblem and the date of production.

After a sumptuous dinner, Bellega left the banquet and came out of the dwarf hall. The King of Eight Peaks waddled and walked towards his temporary residence.

Breeze Castle is built underground in the middle of the Gray Mountains. It is a large fortress with tens of thousands of dwarves. This fortress has a very good relationship with the Empire's Reikland and Marienburg. It trades all year round and will send troops when it needs help. assistance.

Several huge stone pillars towered into the sky, and the top of the entire Breeze Castle was covered with rocks. The city wall was divided into three sections, and the city gate was composed of boulders tens of meters thick, densely covered with hundreds of cannons. Bellega knew that this was also a A mighty kingdom of dwarves.

Can you ask them to help you take back Bafeng Mountain?

Naturally, Bellegar immediately thought of his lost homeland, and he wondered if he could ask King Rorek of Breeze Castle for help in recovering Eight Peaks Mountain.

Not only did Bellegar feel a little bit of anticipation in his heart, he almost subconsciously wanted to return to the venue, and sent a request to King Rorek, begging him to help him recover Eight Peaks Mountain.

Only two steps back, a cold, enlightened feeling suddenly made Bellegar stop.

He suddenly felt that this scene had happened, and it had happened more than once.

This is what he did every time he came to a dwarf kingdom, and most of those dwarf kings would choose to lend a helping hand either out of face or out of old relationships.

Relying on these dwarf kings, Bellega launched three expeditions to Mount Eight Peaks.

Yet he has failed three times.

Bellegar, Bellegar, are you going to lose your last foothold too? Breeze Castle and Desolation Castle are the last two dwarf kingdoms that can be turned to for help. Do you want to offend them again? The king of Bafeng Mountain clenched his big fists tightly when he thought of the dwarves who died in battle and the sad news of defeat again and again.

He is sober.

Bellegar looked up, and the walls, statues, and stone pillars of Karak-Breeze Castle were engraved with a large number of dwarf runes. Many braziers were burning, and the statues of the ancestors were shining in the firelight, and the flames were crackling.

Bellegar, who had survived many battles, had mixed feelings, and his heart was filled with sadness. Belega, the king of Eight Peaks Mountain, Hammer, hid behind the statue of his ancestors and cried loudly. Eighty-five years have passed, and it seems that taking back Eight Peaks Mountain has changed. It has become an impossible task. For three hundred years, Bellegar has thought of every possible solution. For two thousand years, the Anglund clan has shed blood for this dream.

For his own family, Bellegar has shouldered too much, but this is the mission of his clan, he knows that he must bear it, is it shameful to cut his beard and abandon his robe? Of course, this is a shame that life is worse than death for the dwarves, but Bellegar knows that he cannot die, otherwise no one will avenge the clan's great revenge.

After crying, he wiped away his tears, and Bellegar washed his face with clean water, and sat there for an hour. After confirming that he didn't see any abnormalities, he returned to his place of residence.

Inside the warm and tall hotel, Bellega's wife, Komanik, was sitting on a chair in the room, weaving some handicrafts out of ox tails. Seeing Bellega's return, she raised her head: "You're back?"

"Well, I'm back." Bellega looked normal, he pulled his chair and sat down, sighed: "I've thought about it for a long time, Komanik, we can no longer borrow troops like this, the way of mercenaries won't work , if we want to find a way to get a piece of land by ourselves, we need to have our own dwarf city, where we can gather people, engage in production, and train the army."

Komanik sighed after hearing this. She looked at the clean and tidy room. There was no fire in the fireplace. A large wooden table was placed in the middle of the room. There were many things on the table. He said in a low voice: "I advised you like this decades ago, but you didn't listen. At that time, we had several places to go, but now you have finally figured it out, but we have nowhere to go."

"Let's rest first, let's talk about tomorrow."

"Um."

Nothing to say all night.

The next day, Bellegar met King Rorek of Castle Breeze again. He proposed that he wanted to seize a fortress of his own, and called on the separated members of the Angrund clan to gather before considering expeditions to Mount Eight Peaks.

This conversation lasted all morning.

In the afternoon, Bellegar called his subordinates to discuss matters both excitedly and anxiously.

"We still have two places to go." Bellegar spread out the long map scroll on the table, and he called his chief engineer, Hal Haver, the Gold Digger and the captain of the Angrund Oath Guard. Torek then lovingly caressed his sleeping son lying on the bed before returning to the table and continuing the meeting to discuss their whereabouts.

"King Rorek told us that there are two ideal places to go. The first one is Dragon Rock Castle of the Eternal located in the north of Karak-Breeze Castle, also known as Blackstone Fortress. It is a very good fortress there. , there are a lot of ore and gold and silver mine veins, but there seem to be some undead creatures in it."

"The second place to go is Karak-Copper Mountain Fort, which is located in the south of the Gray Mountains. There is also a fortress there. Currently, there is only one Goblin tribe around. There is a large copper mine vein in the Copper Mountain Fort, but there is nothing else. There are mine veins and places where crops can be grown, and the geographical location of Copper Mountain Castle is very special, this city has no veins network road."

Anglund swore to guard Torek and introduced: "My king, Your Majesty Rorek said that we can try to capture these two fortresses. He promised that we will trade with us after we capture the fortresses."

"Seize...seize, it's easy to say, I don't know what Rorek is thinking?" Bellegar yelled dissatisfiedly: "There are a large group of undead in the Blackstone Fortress in the north! My beard is 500 kilometers away. I feel it! If we want to take down Blackstone Fortress, we will have to face an army of undead, who do we rely on? Just a few hundred of us?"

"As for Copper Mountain Fort, this is even more so. Copper Mountain Fort is located in the south of the Gray Mountains, with pointed ears on the west, green skins on the north, green skins on the south, and green skins on the east! If we were surrounded by green skins, we might not even be able to send a letter asking for help! Rorek wants us to take care of his home and nursing home!" The King of Bafeng Mountain blew his beard and stared: "But what can we do? What? Just relying on others like this? Oh, the dwarves can't stand this, I now understand that I must have a piece of land, so that we can revive our clan, reorganize our military equipment, raise funds, and plan to seize Bafeng Mountain again."

"The Blackstone Fortress is difficult to attack, but it is easy to defend. Once we occupy the Blackstone Fortress, the east is the Empire, and the west is Britannia. We are in trouble with the long-bearded people, and the situation we are facing in Karak-Copper Mountain Fort is even worse." Hal Haval-Gold Raider looked at the map and shook his head again and again: "There are greenskins everywhere, and the Angrund clan never We are afraid of powerful enemies, but Copper Mountain Fort cannot produce food, and there are no leylines, so it is too risky to rely on Breeze Fort for all the food."

"No matter which castle we try to attack, our current strength is far from enough." Bellega saw his situation more clearly: "We only have a few hundred people, and we don't have enough funds. We can't rely on Luo Rick will help us for the rest of our lives!"

Several dwarves present at the meeting nodded. The pride of the dwarves does not allow them to be supported by others for a long time.

"First of all, we have to find a way to gather our separated clansmen." Bellegar stroked his beard: "Our number is too small now, and we can't do anything we want, eh!"

The King of Bafengshan touched the beard so hard that he almost tore off the beard he had attached. He quickly put the beard back on without compromising: "Ahem, I mean, we should send a message to all dwarf kingdoms, Let our clansmen come to Breeze Castle to reunite and gather more troops, so whether it is Blackstone Fort or Copper Mountain Fort, only with enough troops can we continue to plan the next step."

Everyone continued to discuss what to do next. At this moment, the chief engineer, Hal Haval-Gold Digger, suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I heard from King Rorek that a group of dwarves are in the town of Glamorgan in Britannia. The Counties settled down, accepted the Earl's employment, worked for him, and lived a good life, and their leader was Dugan Tiehan, the engineer of our Angrund clan, I remember him."

"I remember him, too! Dugan, Duggan-Iron Man!"