Chapter 326, Dreaming Around Eight Peaks Mountain

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Ryan frowned, his warhammer was also broken, and he also needed a new weapon. Nemesis is a half-handed sword, which is often not suitable for use against heavily armored enemies. He also needs a new warhammer.

"That's the master rune lord of Karaz Akarak, the Harsh One of Clark." Deron pushed the blueprint back to Ryan and Angron: "If it's him, he can definitely make it."

"Then can we ask him to make weapons for us?" Angron rekindled his hope, he desperately needed a weapon at hand.

"It's hard. Clark Harsh is the lord of the dwarf rune and the president of the dwarf rune craftsman association. He is over a thousand years old this year and hasn't been down the mountain for more than five hundred years." The dwarf engineer Dugan Tiehan was drinking Mushroom Soup, said inarticulately: "He is too stubborn to bear, can you come up with something to make him go down the mountain?"

"Isn't this drawing okay?" Ryan pointed to the drawing on the table: "We are willing to share the technology of making this weapon with our dwarf friends for free."

"Oh! That's probably 30% sure." The talisman craftsman Deron Feinson smiled. After seeing this kind of blueprint, the dwarf craftsman made up his mind to let Ryan share it. He was still struggling with how to ask for it, but Ryan He took the initiative to say: "But it's not enough, Mr. Ryan, friend of the dwarves, you have to understand that the dwarves can't just work with raw materials."

The implication is that dwarves still need wages to work.

Ryan and Angron glanced at each other, fortunately they were prepared.

"Ding" Angron grabbed a big cloth bag and put it on the table.

It is full of golden pledge gold, which looks like one or two hundred pieces!

"Is it enough?" Angron asked tentatively.

"Mr. Angron, where did you get so much pledge money?" Deron and Dugan both opened their mouths.

"I picked it up. Ryan went out to fight. I cleaned the gray mountains." Angron took out the heads of several green-skinned warlords.

"Mr. Angron, I think if you were here back then, Fengshan would not have fallen." Dugan seemed to remember something sad, he drank Bagman beer, slurring his words: "You brothers are needle drops Your Excellency Bull Beer Ryan killed Khorne's God-Chosen Champion Egil, shocking the old world, Mr. Angron, you killed the Green Warlord with ease, I have been wondering who is your father?"

"Hehe, if you have so much pledge gold, it should be enough, right?" Angron didn't answer the dwarf's question,

He is only concerned with his axe.

"Enough, so many words, Master Clark will definitely go down the mountain. Guys with long beards know that Master Clark is famously stubborn. He is stubborn and will never go down the mountain without sufficient conditions, but his stubbornness is enough. After seeing these things, go down the mountain immediately." Delong saw that Angron didn't want to say anything, and the dwarf talisman craftsman took over the conversation: "I really have you, Mr. Angron, don't worry, if Master Clark makes a move, the weapon you want must be can do well."

"Very good!" Angron finally nodded with satisfaction: "Then please inform me."

After the discussion, several people relaxed and continued to drink. Angron obviously preferred Kislev's spirits and dwarf stout in the choice of alcohol, so the Bagman beer was very suitable for him. Angron even spent The money bought several barrels and went back to drink slowly. The Primarch of the World Eaters ransacked several green-skinned fortresses in a row and accumulated amazing wealth. Ryan sometimes wondered whether Angron was still rich.

"It's not as fast as earning money." This is Angron's original words: "If you want money, come to me, brother."

Ryan has no special preference for wine, whether it is beer, wine or wood elf fruit wine, he can taste it very well.

Emilia couldn't take it anymore. The little maid in her early twenties took a sip, and her pretty face wrinkled. Although the Bagman beer was refreshing, it had a high concentration. Emilia obviously couldn't drink it. used.

"Emilia, can't you drink it?" Ryan smiled and took Emilia's little hand: "If you can't drink it, don't drink it."

"I'm sorry, I can't eat it." Emilia is wearing a silky and bright transparent princess skirt and a goose chiffon shirt today. The girl tied her long golden hair into a beautiful princess hair accessory Well, she was very happy to come out with Ryan alone, but now she really can't get used to drinking this kind of beer, and she can't get used to eating dwarf food.

"It's okay, Emilia." Ryan wanted to say something else, but Deron laughed loudly: "You're not used to it, I'll ask the bartender to pour some butter beer, and tell him to put less salt in his food."

"No, it's okay." Ryan shook his head. He took Emilia's hand and took out a bottle of wood elf fruit wine and wood elf jam bread: "Emilia, eat this."

"Well! Ryan, thank you!" Emilia was very happy, and the girl took a small bite very elegantly, maintaining noble etiquette, which was a bit out of place in the dwarf bar, and Dugan laughed repeatedly when he saw this: "It's the one with pointed ears Something? This reminds me of the story in the history books. It was recorded in the Longbeard War you humans, we prefer to call it the Vengeance War. In short, before this war, when the elves and dwarves were still allied, the elves at that time The ambassador brought a barrel of the highest quality elf wine to the Eternal Peak to present to the High King, representing the friendship between each other, and His Majesty the High King gave the ambassador the highest quality dwarf stout."

"The result?" Ryan asked with interest.

"It turned out to be a very painful experience for both parties." Dugan continued to sneer: "The so-called fine wine brewed by the elves is tasteless sour water for us dwarves to drink. The high king used an ax to split the wine barrel. The action made the elf ambassador feel uncomfortable, and then the High King squeezed his nose and swallowed the acid water forcibly, suppressing his nausea."

"Similarly, the dark beer we brewed was unbearable to the elf. The elf spit it out after drinking half of it, and finally managed to drink the dark beer. Someone saw the elf vomiting on the patio behind the guest room. It took a long time, oh, yes, I remembered, that ambassador was the son of the first king n, who later led to the witch king Keith of the elves."

"Hahahaha" everyone in the dwarf bar laughed loudly: "So, human friends can understand us!"

Ryan and the others couldn't stop laughing. Indeed, whether it's the food of the dwarves or the fine wine of the elves, it is acceptable to humans, and they can all enjoy their deliciousness. There is a difference between the dwarves and the elves.

"By the way, Mr. Dugan, you have been mentioning Fengshan before. I remember that your clan name is very similar to your brother's name? Can you tell us your story?" Ryan tried to ask about the previous things. He actually told Du Root and the story of the dwarves he brought with him are intriguing.

"Yes, the name of our clan is the Angrond clan, which is indeed very similar to Mr. Angron's name." Dugan thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing to hide: "Since Your Excellency Ryan wants to know, then I will Let us tell you our story."

"Thank you very much! Mr. Dugan!" Emilia held Ryan's big hand, her face was flushed, and she wanted to hear the story.

"When the Old Sages created the world, the race created following the elves was the dwarves. At that time, under the leadership of the three ancestors of Grone, Grimnir, and Valaya, the dwarves were already in the The Roof of the World took root and established its own civilization, and Karak Peak Mountain was the first city of the dwarves. Established even earlier."

"Fengshan used to be the second largest city of the dwarves after the Eternal Peak. The ancestors created a glorious civilization there. At that time, everyone believed that it was protected by a mountain, and there were as many as a dozen defensive bunkers and city walls. The peak mountain will not fall until more than two thousand years ago, that time that our clan will never forget."

After Dugan finished speaking, he paused, he seemed to be enduring something, a strong emotion was about to burst out, he tried to speak, but his mouth opened, and finally continued the story: "But Fengshan is facing One problem is that our underground mines and leylines are too many and too complicated. After thousands of years of development, even the longest-bearded master craftsman can't remember where hundreds of messy leylines will lead to. , In this way, by accident, the miners dug through the tunnel leading to the Scarlet Rat Empire."

"We fought hard, wiped out the swarms of demon rats, and successfully controlled the siege of the city by the demon rats, but soon after, Fengshan encountered a large group of green skins attacking, and the dwarves had to face the attack of the ratmen and green skins at the same time , under the battle on both sides, the ancestors gradually couldn't hold on, even so, we still persisted for more than a hundred years, and finally, we sealed the sacred temple and treasures deep in the mountains."

Dugan didn't say anything later, but Ryan knew that Fengshan had fallen: "So your clan is scattered?"

"No, about 100,000 dwarves evacuated from Fengshan at that time, forming our Angrund clan. For the next two thousand years, our Angrund clan wandered around the mountains like this, losing all the clan's honor. The relatives are begging for work everywhere, trying their best to recover Fengshan." Dugan sighed and shook his head: "Each generation of Angrund clan kings vowed to recover Fengshan and restore the glory of their ancestors, but they have undoubtedly failed. , the population of the clan continued to decrease, and when Belgar became the king of the Angrund clan three hundred years ago, we still had about thirty thousand clan members."

"Bailegar Hammer, I've heard his name before," Angron said.

"Well, our king, Belgar Hammer." Dugan Tiehan nodded: "From ten years ago to now, Belgar has organized two expeditions, and the second expedition even got the help of the High King, but the remaining There is only bad news for us. Not long ago, Bellega launched the third expedition. He gathered a large number of kingdom refugees and warriors from other kingdoms to form an expedition army of about a thousand people, but I am tired of expeditions to the mountains. , I and the clansmen who came to your territory don’t want to make that kind of useless effort, I mean if I can recover Fengshan, then I will definitely do it, but the existing army can’t succeed, Lord Ryan, you understand what I mean Is it?"

"I understand." Ryan's eyes lit up, and he caught something faintly.

Can he do something about it?

What no one knows is that when the Angrund clan was chatting in the Long Beard Tavern, it was located in the south of the empire, across the border princely territory, and the famous dwarf city of Sebarak Seagate.

It was a bad place.

The Badlands is the generic term for a vast, desolate region of arid plains and scorching deserts between the towering World's Edge Mountains and the shores of Black Bay, the southernmost tip of the Old World. This is the largest greenskin active area other than the black land, and there are also many blind relics.

Those who venture into the Badlands must defend their lives with the blade of their hands, and safe travel is impossible here, not even with brigades guarded by heavily armored soldiers, and this brutal barren land is uninhabited. , There is no food source, and even the water source is seriously polluted. Any army that tries to enter this terrible land will suffer astonishing losses.

However, there is an endless stream of human and dwarf expeditions who are eager to explore the badlands, because there used to be a brilliant civilization here. The Kingdom of Strigger, one of the five vampire families, once established a splendid civilization here, and was finally killed by the green skins. Extinct, in the golden age of the dwarves, there were countless dwarf castles here that were finally destroyed by the green skins. Countless treasures and wealth in the past are waiting for the newcomers.

Five or six thousand years ago, during the golden age of the dwarves, a large number of fortresses were built and multiplied at the southern end of the Roof of the World in the badlands. Now, these fortresses have fallen under the hands of green skins. Many dwarf expeditionary forces have tried to recover the dwarf fortresses, but There are many failures and few successes. Even if the green skins can be expelled temporarily, these creatures will come back soon and launch a ferocious siege against the dwarves.

And now, a new dwarf army has arrived, marching in the wilderness.

This army consists of a team of hammer warriors, a bearded warrior, several teams of dwarf rangers and a large group of dwarf miners, dwarf warriors, and of course groups of dwarf crossbowmen and dwarf musketeers, as well as the dwarf's favorite cannon.

The army of more than a thousand dwarves spread across the wilderness, advancing slowly but firmly, and not far away, surrounded by clouds and mist and surrounded by mountains, the road to Karak Peak Mountain was opened.

Wearing a blue dwarf enchanted vibrating plate armor, holding the hammer of Angrund and the shield of resistance, the leader of the Angrund clan, the self-proclaimed King of the Mountains, Belegar Hammer, is standing on the runestone of the ancestors , He delivered his speech towards the dwarf army, and he struck his shield vigorously with a hammer.

"clang clang"

"Dwarf brothers, refugees from the Angrund clan, and warriors from other dwarf kingdoms!"

"Damn greenskins and skaven, these creatures destroyed our home and turned our people into refugees! But they can't destroy our will!"

"All the suffering we have endured will make us more united, stronger, and more determined. In the name of Gronni and Valaya, we are back at the foot of Mount Karak!"

"In the two thousand years of war, we lost many relatives and friends! Two expeditions successively, we lost countless brothers and sisters!"

"But all this suffering did not knock us down, and now we are back with hatred and anger!"

"Now! Let us take back what we have lost, and take back the land of our ancestors!"

"The third peak mountain expedition has begun!" 14