The Sun King's Evidence

PS: I thought about it carefully, and there is indeed something wrong with the rhythm recently. I was too eager to write about the Battle of Bafeng Mountain, but this great expedition is not composed of one or two battles, so I was a little too anxious.

Inside the box is the head of the wild green-skinned warlord Zanak Zedya. This green-skinned warlord who once caused a lot of trouble and pain to Haimen Pass has now been beheaded, and his face still shows the expression of despair and fear when he was about to die. , one of its two fangs was chopped off, and it was just staring ahead.

"I accept this gift!" King Baiernov nodded with satisfaction, and he could erase a page from his book of hatred: "But I think I must remind you, Knight King Rai... Rai..."

"Ryan, Ryan Macado." Ryan immediately added.

"His Majesty King Ryan, I forgive your abruptness and accept your kindness, but I think I must remind you that in the future, it is better to leave this kind of matter to the dwarves personally. You only need to inform us and cut off the head and send it over. It's also very good, but it doesn't respect our traditions enough." King Baiernov gestured to his men to put away the box: "I understand that this is your first time to offend, and you may not understand the rules of Haimen Pass. Forget it this time, this should be damned. The greenskins were wiped out so happily, and our hatred should not end so easily."

Before Ryan could speak, King Baiernov stood up and slowly walked down from the high platform: "King of Knights, Belega, I'm sorry that I can't stay long. I still have things to do. If you If you like, we can have a drink and disband now. If there is nothing else, you can leave now after toasting. May the hammer of Gruni bless you."

"Cheers." Three large dwarf beer glasses were placed on the table, and the rich Bagman beer was poured into the glasses. The three kings each took a swig, and then it was over. The Hammer Warriors signaled to Ryan and Belegar can leave.

Ryan and Belega came out of the throne room. Ryan shook his head repeatedly: "It's so difficult to communicate."

"King Baiernov has always been like this." Belega said hesitantly: "And at the beginning, something happened between me and him... which made him have some opinions about me, which hurt you, Brother Ryan."

Ryan understood. It was definitely Belega who also asked Baiernov to borrow troops, but the result was another heavy loss.

There is indeed Belegar. This king has sacrificed almost everything in order to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain.

After walking out of the throne room, Ryan noticed that the entire door lintel of the throne room was full of exquisite dwarf runes and the faces of ancestors. The faces of the previous kings of Haimen Pass were engraved on it. It was an ancient rune stone, said to be in the dwarf city. The strongest stone, Ryan knew, was that Belegar had fought his way back to the door of his ancestral hall during his second attack on the Eight Peaks Mountain. He had taken back a rune stone from the door of the ancestral hall. After that, no matter how difficult or the situation, he They all carry this rune stone, because the rune stone represents the history and glory of the dwarves.

The two people left the throne room along the low and narrow walkway, and the entire Haimenguan city streets were exposed to them. A maze-like complex of tunnels and paths extending in all directions, with lanterns placed every ten steps. , illuminating the passage, the city wall of Haimen Pass is tens of meters high. It is filled with dwarf crossbowmen, thunder gunners and artillerymen on duty. More than a thousand cannons of various colors are placed on the city wall, always ready to welcome the attacks from the bad land. A powerful enemy. When Ryan stood in the corridor outside the throne room and looked down, he could see the entire city's cafeteria, engineers association, docks and commercial streets, residential areas, as well as the armory and forging hall.

"Let's stand here for a while, Brother Ryan." Belega came to a pool. He turned on the faucet, washed his hands with clean water, and motioned to Ryan to stop for a moment: "I can see that you must have a problem. You want to ask me about Thor Green, right?”

"You received help from the High King and an army of 10,000 dwarves during the second expedition to Eight Peaks Mountain." Ryan nodded. He also used water to wash his hands and face: "But why..."

"Why did you betray Thorgrin and his army and choose to fight alone? Why did you not retreat in the end?" Belegar looked serious: "Do you think I made a fatal mistake on this issue?"

"..." Ryan neither admitted nor denied that the light in the corridor was not bright, and the straight walls looked solid and reliable, decorated with runes and reliefs, silently telling the story of the dwarf ancestors.

"Because we can't win." Belega sighed softly, and he sat down on the steps: "With Thor Green's 10,000 people, we still can't win. Even if I go back to support Thor Green, we will be defeated by endless Green. It was only a matter of time before the Tide and Rat Tide were defeated. At that time, Thor Green led an army to hold back the main greenskin army. After I got the news, I immediately realized that even if Thor Green and I joined forces, it would still be impossible to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain. , because Bafeng Mountain is not only green-skinned.”

"Skaven." Ryan sat next to Belegar.

"So my plan at that time was to destroy the green-skinned hairy statue in the ancestral hall of Bafeng Mountain, and see if I could open a nearby treasure house and take out the weapons inside." Belega nodded, and he continued: "An It was at that time that the full set of rune equipment of Grand's Oath Guards was obtained, including my rune stone. Unfortunately, Thorgrin could not hold on longer. I immediately ordered a retreat before the greenskins returned to support. Believe me, Ryan Brother, my choice at that time was not a stupid choice, it was just... a little unhuman, but this is the dwarves, if we abandon hatred, what are we left with?"

"Freedom." Ryan looked at the dome of Haimenguan City. Since this is a city within a mountain peak, the entire city has a dome, and the sun can only be seen for two or three hours a day.

"Ancestors, bloodline, and hatred are the reasons for the glory of the dwarves, and they are also the reasons why we always believe that the dwarves can be revived. If these are lost, the dwarves will no longer be dwarves. Our race has always relied on this to sustain itself. ." Belega said slowly: "Brother Ryan, have you seen that place?"

Following the direction Belega pointed, Ryan saw a huge warehouse: "Yeah."

"That is the treasure house of Barak-Haimen Pass. It is conservatively estimated that there is wealth worth more than... half a million gold crowns, or even more. The wealth reserves here far exceed your duke's treasure house and the emperor of the empire. The treasure house and the treasure house established in Nuer by His Majesty the Savior Ludwig." Belega said slowly: "But do you know how many treasures there are in the Eight Peaks Mountain?"

"The treasures within the Eight Peaks Mountain are conservatively estimated to be at least ten times that of all the treasures in Haimen Pass." Belega's eyes were a little dazed, as if he was remembering something: "There are more than 10,000 pairs of rune armors and armors stored in the ancestral armory. Thousands of rune war hammers and thousands of rune war axes were hung all over the mountain and cliffs. Star iron shields engraved with the ancestral heraldry, animal horns and winged helmets, and countless treasures in the treasury. At that time, we struggled to fight against the green However, the despicable ratmen manipulated strange machines and released deadly poisonous gas and viruses into the area where the dwarves were holding. After feeling the approaching doomsday, the ancestor King Luen ordered the sealing of the treasury and armory, and protected the people from protruding. Bafeng Mountain was evacuated under heavy siege, and so far, I have never arrived before the Temple of the Ancestors. At most, I have only opened some small weapon arsenals in some mines and unearthed some sealed treasures. If I can..."

At this point, Belega couldn't speak anymore, tears already filled his eyes: "If I could..."

"I will help you, Brother Belega, I promised." Ryan said softly: "That's why we are here."

"Don't take this war too easy, Brother Lane, don't be blinded by the success in front of you." Belega's voice contained some abnormal emotions: "You and your army have not yet fought against Scars. Nick has fought against Headhunter Quirk. Can you understand that feeling? Day after day, year after year of fighting, the hundreds of years of fighting for me and my people have eroded our bodies and souls. Victory has already It cannot bring us any happiness, only a trivial comfort. We have paid an extremely heavy price. The reconstruction over the years is just an occasional break in the long battle. The endless blood and pain are accompanied by the small Gasp, this has been the life of all the dwarves of clan Angland for three thousand years."

"The glorious days of the past have long gone, and the history of dwarves ruling the mountains is over. Now, all my people and I can do is rely on each other tightly, seize the last glimmer of hope, and regain the Eight Peaks Mountain I know that the halls of the ancestors are now filled with Skarsnik and his endless green-skinned army. The heroic spirits of the ancestors are silently wandering among the galleries, mourning the past." Belegar whispered: " This is the last chance, Brother Ryan, it’s the last, and I’m tired, really.”

"I understand, I understand everything." Ryan lowered his head. He could feel Belega's fatigue. The desire to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain once burned Belega's chest like a fire, but now, it is almost extinguished. Belegar has persisted in his century-long dream of regaining the Eight Peaks Mountains, avenging his father and even leading his people to glory. The dream is gradually disappearing: "Let us fist-bump and swear."

The human's fist and the dwarf's fist faced each other tightly.

"I swear by gold and iron!"

"Rock solid!"

…………I am the dividing line sworn by gold and iron……

Along the long corridor, Ryan followed the stairs back to the hotel where he, the Holy Grail Knights, and Veronica's witches stayed. The best hotel in Haimen Pass, "Sea Dragon's Breath", was built on the edge of the business district, close to It is surrounded by residential areas and a cliff, where the turbulent Blackwater River flows from a distance, dozens of waterwheels are constantly rotating, and the mountainside echoes with the roar of the rapids. The magnificent and glorious dwarf city is also today Full of vitality, the number of dwarves in Haimen Pass is different from many dwarf kingdoms. The population of dwarves in Haimen Pass has been rising steadily. Because the economy is always prosperous and the city is extremely strong, the dwarves here often live a wealthy and safe life. Many The Haimenguan dwarves all have more than a dozen brothers and two or three sisters.

Similarly, Ryan also met people from many countries here, not to mention Arabs and Indians from further afield. Ryan even met some Cathayans.

Leading the way for Ryan and Belega is Beernov's Hammer Warrior Glen Silverbeard. This Hammer Warrior is only 150 years old this year. He is still relatively junior among the Hammer Warriors, and he is not yet. Like other white-bearded dwarves, he likes to be taciturn. He is obviously very happy with the feats of Belegar and Lion. After Ryan's sweep, it will take at least ten years for the greenskins of Blackwater Bay to make a comeback: "Your Majesty Ryan, Your Majesty Belegar, the Sea Dragon's Breath Hotel is just ahead."

"Are those Cathayans here to do business?" Ryan noticed that several Cathayans were gathering in an open-air restaurant to drink and sing, but no one except Ryan could understand what they were singing.

"Gong Jin'ou, Chengtian Gui."

"The people are happy with the algae."

"I'm happy to be in the same robe. I was lucky to have you in Qing Dynasty."

"The sky is high and the sea is roaring."

The appearance, clothing, and appearance of this group of Cathay people made Ryan feel speechless. He thought of a very famous image in Europe and America in his previous life and a certain hairstyle called "New Dynasty Yazheng."

"Yes, those are Mr. Hong Fuchu, Mr. Qishan and Mr. Jinglu. They are businessmen from the Cathay Empire." Glenn Ginsu said, "It's just that it's very tiring to communicate with them. I can't understand what these people are saying." There is no one who understands Sinian in Haimen Pass, and they are not good at speaking common language. If they don’t understand, no one will do business with them. It is said that they plan to go to Marienburg.”

"Okay." Ryan was too lazy to say more. He didn't even intend to talk to these Cathayans. After Ryan expressed his attitude, the Hammer Warriors at Haimen Pass immediately understood. It can be seen that Ryan is definitely not a simple person, but the Hammer Warriors prevented several Cathayans from getting closer.

In this way, Lion said goodbye to Belegar, who lived in another dwarf tavern.

The Sea Dragon's Breath Hotel is the best hotel in Haimen Pass. It is four stories high and is made by dwarf craftsmen. This makes the whole hotel lack the magnificence of the human world and has more of a simple and solemn flavor. But when Ryan opened the tavern When he opened the door, the oncoming chatter and a certain atmosphere called youthful vitality completely enveloped the hall of the tavern.

The witches of the Veronica Witch Coven were enjoying dinner. They were sitting at a table of four or five in a wide hall. The sounds of talking and eating were everywhere. After nearly a month, After the long expedition, the witches can finally enjoy a short rest. Haimen Pass is a prosperous place, and many witch apprentices excitedly expressed where they would go to play, go shopping together, and go shopping.

In addition to the witches, more than a dozen Holy Grail knights headed by Ryan and Kalad also stayed here. Most of them were a Holy Grail knight sitting with several knights' retinues, such as big nobles like Fedmund and Antelm. With his own female courtier, Black-hearted Repp and his deputy Durant sat in the corner.

Seeing Ryan come in, the entire lobby on the first floor of the hotel almost immediately fell silent.

"My king!"

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty Ryan, welcome back!"

No matter what they were doing, everyone stood up to welcome Ryan's arrival.

"Enjoy tonight, ladies and gentlemen." Ryan nodded with a smile: "I declare that you will be free tonight."

"I sincerely obey His Majesty's decree!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ryan, for your generosity and kindness!"

The Holy Grail Knights and witches responded one after another, and then continued to sit down and enjoy dinner. Ryan searched the hotel, but could not find Veronica. Before he could ask, the Gloria Witch stepped on the burgundy The high-heeled shoes walked down the stairs on the second floor. The stiletto heels stepped on the solid wooden stairs, making a clicking sound: "Ryan, are you back?"

"Well, I have met King Byrnov, and he agreed to our stationing here." Ryan nodded, and he held Veronica's hand in the envious and jealous eyes of all witches and witch apprentices: "Then, My chief courtier, where is the king’s supper?”

"In your room, honey, come up with me! You'll absolutely love it!"

"I am looking forward."

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