Lord of all tribes

Chapter 202 The Lost Legend

Under the cover of endless mountains, a group of simple and honest dwarves live.

This group of dwarves is not very big, and the whole group of men, women, children and children combined is just over five hundred.

They make a living by forging well-crafted armor and weapons. The God of Creation has bestowed the talent of forging on all dwarves. Every set of armor and every sword they forge is regarded as a treasure by all tribes.

The dwarves dig iron ore to forge weapons and sell them to various races. Naturally, there are countless powerful races who want to subdue such a race that can continuously forge excellent weapons and armor, so that they can continuously forge more for their own race. fine ironware.

However, dwarves who are addicted to alcohol have a violent temper. They are willing to be trampled over their heads by iron cavalry, and they are unwilling to submit to other ethnic groups.

Moreover, adult dwarves are born to be the most perfect seeds of heavy infantry.

A dwarf who is good at forging will always condense a pair of armor with the strongest defense for himself, and will forge a sharp crescent ax and a heavy warhammer for himself.

Fully armed, they will be the enemy's nightmare. Their short bodies give them more convenience. They can pass under the wolf's body, cut open the chest of the giant wolf with a sharp axe, and crush the enemy's head with a war hammer. crack.

This is a violent, freedom-loving group.

"Are these wines a gift from the human lord to our dwarves?"

Copper Hammer, the patriarch of the Copper Hammer Dwarf tribe, leaned his head in front of the wine jar full of wine, and took a greedy sip, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Every patriarch of the Copper Hammer Dwarf tribe is called Copper Hammer, and the current Copper Hammer Dwarf tribal leader Copper Hammer is an old dwarf who has lived for more than 300 years.

Although the dwarves have a long life span of 400 years, the copper hammer is almost at the end of its life.

Although Copper Hammer is old, his love for fine wine has not declined at all. On the contrary, he has become more greedy for fine wine as he grows older.

The five large wine jars in front of them were brought back by Arvid and Frank, who said they were given by a human lord on the way back.

At first, Copper Hammer didn't pay attention to it. In his opinion, the dwarves were number one in the brewing of this high-precision liquor.

But when he opened the Busi that tightly plugged the wine jar, the mellow aroma completely captured the copper hammer.

So fragrant and so clear.

Tong Hammer swears that he has never seen such a mellow and clear liquor in his more than 300 years of life. The white and transparent color makes Tong Hammer's throat move secretly.

Thinking of his identity as the patriarch, Tong Hammer suppressed his desire to drink directly from the wine jar, took a bamboo wine glass, filled it with clear liquid, and took a sip gently.
These more than 300 years were considered a waste of time, and the copper hammer sighed inwardly.

Thinking of the bottle of so-called 'good wine' hidden under my bed, and looking at the wine liquid in these ordinary porcelain jars in front of me, the face of the copper hammer turned red
"Patriarch Copper Hammer, that human lord is very friendly to us, not only warmly entertained us, but also hired us dwarves to open a blacksmith shop in his territory with a high salary. "

Cannibalism, Arvid and Frank are now sparing no effort to say good things for Rowling. Of course, they themselves miss the good wine that they can drink.

"This human lord is very generous. Before he saw him, he sent five altars of fine wine directly. He doesn't seem like a stingy person."

The copper hammer was talking to itself, but Arvid and Frank had strange expressions.

In fact, Luo Lin handed them ten jars of Dukang wine at the beginning, but the cold wind was fierce on the way back to the dwarf tribe, so all five jars of them went into their stomachs.

Of course, at this time, it is impossible for Arvid and Frank to blow themselves up and say these things. Anyway, five jars of fine wine have already satisfied the patriarch Tonghammer, so why bother to have more disputes
"Do you all want to stay in that human territory?" After taking another sip of the spicy and mellow cup, Copper Hammer half-closed his eyes and said to Arvid and Frank.

Arvid and Frank looked at each other, "We respectfully follow the instructions of the copper hammer patriarch"

"Hehehe cough cough cough." Copper Hammer coughed violently a few times, looking at the pure wine still remaining in the cup, his expression changed for a while, and finally he drank it in one gulp.

"You guys, don't be fooled by the sight of fine wine." Copper Hammer said earnestly, "The human race is treacherous and greedy, they are the best at disguising, what is the real face, how can you tell after seeing it a few times?"

"Patriarch Tonghammer, then we just rejected the invitation of that human lord? He gave us so much wine, isn't it a bit unreasonable for us to do so?"

Arvid is in a hurry. After tasting the delicious wine, he is no longer used to drinking the wine brewed by the clan. It would be too cruel for Arvid to just cut off contact with that human lord. up.

"I didn't say I refused directly." Tong Hammer glanced at the pure wine in the wine jar, gritted his teeth, stuffed Busei, and put away the wine glass.

"You can bring fifty clansmen over there first, and open a blacksmith shop in the territory of that human lord. If you get along well, maybe I, an old bone, will join me." Copper Hammer made a small joke , "This iron mine is going to be empty again, we have to look for a new residence again."

Arvid and Frank kept silent. The dwarves have always been born near the iron mines. Although they can make huge profits by selling weapons, without iron mines, no matter how superb their forging skills are The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are nothing but illusions.

And in this endless mountain range, iron ore is not so easy to find, and the iron ore mined now is about to be exhausted, making the dwarves have to find a new way out!

"By the way, I just sipped the wine. What about the task I entrusted to you? Have you completed it?" Tong Hammer's gaze was full of anticipation.

Arvid and Frank couldn't bear to see the copper hammer's attacking and expecting eyes, but they still said honestly.

"Patriarch Copper Hammer, the Dwarf Vulcan Spear is a legendary thing. Even if it is impossible to find a trace of clues in the areas where the Dwarf Musketeers haunted back then, you should give up! With your forging attainments , Aren’t you afraid that the weapons you create will not be appreciated? Why are you so obsessed with the illusory Vulcan Spear?”

"Is it a legend? Not necessarily. The glorious era of the ancestors will surely reappear at this time. The Vulcan Spear is just an introduction. The great dwarf god will not let his loyal followers continue to be confused."

(End of this chapter)