The dwarven procession, which numbered in the hundreds, finally arrived outside the city of Denzel that night.
In order not to cause chaos or panic, Char specially sent a cavalry team of 100 people to monitor the dwarven team along the way, leading them into the city, and at the same time clearing the road, so as not to cause any chaos because there are too many onlookers.
The dwarves can be said to be one of the most special races on this continent, first of all, the relationship between the dwarves and humans is not very good, and it can even be said that it is a little bad.
Dwarves live in the Blue Basin of the Wildfire Plains, and they don't like to interact with humans, so in general, humans are not able to enter or even approach the Blue Basin.
Although the Dwarves are naturally excellent craftsmen, and the weapons and armor they create have always been expensive treasures on the continent, the difficulty of getting a piece of equipment made by the Dwarves is enough to discourage nine out of ten people.
The dwarves are xenophobic and hostile to any other race that enters their territory.
Anyone who dares to enter dwarven territory will be attacked by the dwarves.
And the combat effectiveness of this race is also amazing, the dwarf race is naturally powerful, even the dwarf women, old people and underage dwarfs, the strength is far better than a strong human youth.
These powerful and stout creatures, accustomed to using hammers as weapons, are difficult for ordinary human warriors to resist even a dwarven blow.
According to legend, in the human world, only a very small number of chambers of commerce that have been recognized by the dwarves or have established a relationship of trust with the dwarves can enter the territory of the dwarves at certain times and conduct some extremely limited transactions with the dwarves.
This also makes it easy for any piece of handmade by the dwarves to sell for a sky-high price on the mainland.
Not to mention anything else, it's just that Hasting's three-edged war spear is the best weapon produced by the dwarves When the dwarven team entered the city, Char also ran outside the city to watch.
From a distance, this team of hundreds of people has more than two hundred carts, and the shape of these dwarven carts is very different from the human carriages.
These dwarven carts were low, with wheels at most one-third the height of the wheels of a normal carriage, but they were wider and longer, and each had at least eight wheels.
It was not a mule or horse that pulled the cart, but a special animal raised by the dwarves, called the "earth-walking beast".
The appearance of this earth-walking beast is somewhat similar to that of a dragon, of course, for Char's feeling, Dora expressed great dissatisfaction and protest.
In Dora's view, associating a lowly creature like an earthly dragon with a noble dragon is a blasphemy against the dragons.
But Char still felt that she was right.
This earthcrawler does look a bit like a dragon, but it is much smaller than a dragon, has no wings, a slightly shorter neck, and thicker and shorter legs.
Because its legs are so short, this earthwalker can run very slowly, and even an ordinary human can run faster than this kind of thing as long as it runs faster.
Although it is not fast, this earth-walking beast has a very strong quality: its weight-bearing capacity is extremely good The weight-bearing capacity of a ground beast can reach thousands of catties, which is absolutely impossible for horses.
Humans are not unaware of the animal's excellent weight-bearing ability, but unfortunately, so far, no race other than the dwarves has been able to successfully domesticate this earthwalker.
I don't know how the dwarves domesticated this kind of thing, this kind of earthly beast seems docile, but in fact, the surname is very irritable, only under the drive of the dwarf race, but it is as docile as a sheep.
However, any truly experienced demon hunter in the Wildfire Plains knows the terrifying nature of this kind of thing, and this earthwalker has an innate earth-based magic ability, which can gather enough earth elements on the surface of its body, so that its body can become as hard as a rock in a short period of time, and the sword is difficult to hurt.
Even the fighting spirit of an intermediate samurai would be difficult to penetrate the body of such a thing.
But this animal is docile and obedient in the hands of the dwarves.
Looking at this team, two hundred carts, there are more than two hundred cart-pulling beasts, these low-level monsters with gray or black skin, with huge iron rings around their necks, are hooked with iron locks on both sides and the carts behind them, and then pull the carts full of carts slowly step by step, some of the beasts are walking, and from time to time they raise their heads and make a "Angang" cry.
Char was more interested in the dwarves in these teams than in these landwalkers.
In Char's opinion, these guys are really short, and most of the dwarves are about the same height as goblins, or even slightly shorter.
But the dwarves were much thicker than the goblins There were at least four hundred dwarves in this group, and almost all of them were unusually strong, small in stature, but all of them had broad shoulders, thick drives, and thick arms, legs, and feet that looked like small iron lumps.
All dwarves have one thing in common: they all have long beards, and most of them can drag their beards almost up to their waists, and a few can even drag them to the tips of their toes.
Their long beards are braided into a variety of fancy braids, just like the hair of a human woman.
But there are many dwarves whose heads are bare.
They were all wearing black iron armor, which looked black and shabby, and even had a rough feeling, which made Char a little disappointed, he thought that since the dwarves were the best craftsmen in the legend, then the armor they made for themselves should be excellent and high-quality goods, why did these guys themselves wear those black and inconspicuous things But he noticed one thing: the armor on these dwarves was thick iron armor, such an iron armor was not light, and almost every dwarf carried a strange sledgehammer, and the tip of these hammers was like a sharp spear tip.
"You say, what will be in these big carts they brought," Dora asked with a smile in her mind.
Char pursed the corners of his lips: "How do I know" "I haven't seen a few dwarves either.
But I've heard that the dwarves are very peculiar, and even their women have long beards and speak in a rough voice, like men. ” Char's face suddenly became a little strange for a woman with a long beard After this group of hundreds of dwarves came to the outside of the city, they stopped, making it a little difficult for the cavalry escorting them along the way.
Seeing that the procession stopped outside the city and did not leave, Char immediately led people to ride up to meet them.
I saw the cavalry captain who was responsible for escorting these dwarves and quickly rode in front of him to report.
"My lord, these dwarves refuse to enter the city, and they insist on seeing you first."
"Refuse to enter the city" Char frowned: "Why" The cavalry captain was also at a loss, and Char wanted to say something, but Dora in his mind spoke: "Ah I know, little Char, you don't have to guess, these dwarves will indeed not enter the city."
It's a tradition, or rather, a rule, of their dwarf race. ” "Rules" "Well, it's the rule."
Dora's voice seemed a little peculiar: "Since a great war in ancient times, various races and humans have fallen out, among which the dwarves and humans have formed some grudges, and the ancestors of the dwarves have left a legacy that no dwarves are allowed to enter the human city.
Dwarves are a race of great respect for tradition, so they will not violate this ancient rule. ” "That's it."
Char touched his nose: "Then let people arrange for them to live outside the city, well, let them live outside the barracks, isn't the old camp in our new military city empty, so they can stay temporarily." ” Char said and passed the order to the cavalry captain.
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Then Char pondered for a while before frowning and said, "Okay, let's go and meet these dwarves and see what they are coming to send."
To be honest, Char was also very curious.
The dwarves showed great cooperation, and they soon moved into the old barracks outside the city under the guidance of the cavalry.
This veteran barracks was built on the basis of the barracks of the garrison army, which was burned down during the first siege of the Odin and later repaired to train new recruits.
After Char established the new army half a month ago, the First Corps was established, and the army was pulled to the newly established corps camp, and it was empty.
Frankly, the conditions here are rudimentary, with only a few empty barracks left, most of which are still made of burnt earth for walls.
But the dwarves did not seem to express the slightest dissatisfaction with these rudimentary conditions.
After they simply moved in, they parked the two hundred carts at the gate of the camp, and then divided a third of the people, untied the earthwalkers who were pulling the carts, and then drove these earthwalkers to graze everywhere in the camp, and many dwarves also carried a huge cloth bag from the cart, and poured out a bunch of feed made of something that I don't know what it was, and fed these earthwalkers, and some dwarves took some strange big brushes to brush the bodies of these earthwalkers.
The Groundwalkers seemed to enjoy the brushing motion, and many of them were rolling comfortably on the ground.
When Char came here, the dwarves had already occupied the positions of several checkpoints in this old camp, and looking at Char's arrival, many dwarves had some wariness on their faces, and their eyes were definitely not friendly, and even faintly hostile.
"I am the leader of Denzel City, and I have the leader of your team come to see me."
Char stood at the gate of the camp and did not go in.
Probably understood Char's words, and soon, the dwarven leader of this team came to Char.
The dwarf standing in front of Char was only taller than Char's navel at most, but this dwarf was wearing a tall iron helmet, barely reaching the position of Char's chest.
However, the little short legs were also wearing a pair of long leather boots, and it looked like the cuffs of the leather boots were almost reaching the base of their thighs, which was really ridiculous.
Char noticed that although the dwarf was short, it was extremely stout, its skin was dry and thick like the bark of an old tree, full of wrinkles, but the muscles on his chest and arms were high and bulging, and the lines were ridiculous, and his beard was also the longest in the whole dwarf ranks, dragging to his toes, and the long beard was braided into two beautiful round knots, and more than a dozen twisted braids were scattered and erected.
These dwarves looked dark and dirty, but they didn't expect to be so careful about their beards.
"My name is Rock, and I have been commissioned by the Almighty and Great Graybeard King to deliver gifts to the great Lord Merlin."
The dwarf leader looked at Char, his voice was a little dry, and his tone was a little arrogant, but these dwarves spoke in such a loud voice, and the sound that came out was like thunder, rumbling. rock A strange name.
It seems that Char has heard a lot of legends, as if there are always some names called "rocks" or "hammers" in the dwarves.
It's like the common names "Tom" and "Jack" in human names.
"On behalf of Lord Merlin, I welcome you."
Char's voice was also a little arrogant, he was this surname, since this dwarf spoke in a polite tone, then Char didn't need to show any kindness: "But Lord Merlin can't see you now."
So you can explain your intentions, and then you can explain anything to me. ” "No, no, no," the rock shook his head repeatedly, "I brought a precious gift from the Graybeard King to Lord Merlin, and I must hand it over to me, but I can't let someone else collect it on my behalf." ” Char rolled her eyelids and wanted to see that Merlin couldn't do anything Merlin locked himself in the backyard and hung a sign outside the door: Death to trespassers.
Hmph, whoever has the guts will go in, anyway, Lao Tzu won't go in.
Char frowned: "Lord Merlin doesn't have time to see you now, if you don't want to hand it over, then just wait here." ” After a pause, Char said, "Who did you say you represented as the Graybeard King?"
"King Greybeard is the king of kings of the dwarf race, the supreme majesty of the dwarf race, the leader who is loved by all the dwarves, the bravest and most heroic dwarven brave," this rock suddenly became as excited as if it had been beaten with chicken blood.
"Okay" Char waved his hand, looking at this frothing guy Well, it seems that he can call Tatara to receive these guys.
When the dwarf spoke of them as the Graybeard King, he was full of horses, and he was a little like the one from the one who had been Tataro, and if they had been together, they would have had a common language.
Seeing that the words were not speculative, Char took people away, and before leaving, he was still very curious to look at the camp and see that the two hundred carts were tightly covered, and he didn't know what kind of treasures they were.
Just as Char had brought people back from the old camp and was walking back, there were already a few horsemen galloping in the distance, and they could see clearly from a distance that it was a team of scout cavalry under his command.
"Adult Char-sama's Emergency Military Intelligence" Hearing the shouts from afar, Char's expression immediately froze, but then these horsemen rushed in front of them, and the people on the horses shouted: "My lord, there is a strange team coming from the east again, they" "Panic what, what they, theirs," Char sank his face.
As a scout, one of the most necessary qualities is to be undisturbed, if you are panicked at every turn, how can you be a scout But immediately, the words of this scout cavalry immediately explained the reason for his panic "Those guys, they came from the sky, a dozen big birds, all riding on them, coming from the east, and they are less than thirty miles away from here."
Birdrider Char's eyes immediately widened.
In her mind, Dora suddenly shouted: "It's an elf, it's an elf."
To be continued 〗Hanyu Pinyin "" is simple and easy to remember: