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Volume 129 Rising Storms: Chapter 27 Chapter [-] The Village That Was Attacked

Katia took the little guys from the clan and moved overnight. This time, Dalt was responsible for sweeping away the traces, so as not to hurt innocent people when those guys in black robes with bird faces came over next time.

"We're moving again!"

"Can I move outside after a while?"

Children's problems, adults often go to perfunctory.

But Sheld didn't want to do this, he knelt down and carefully talked to the little guy who asked the question: "Your name is Nisha, right?"

Little Nissa nodded.

"Nisa, although it is a bit biased to say this, but under the temptation of enough wealth, most people will not be able to withstand the temptation to become bad guys and become your enemy."

"So, the outside world is dangerous, staying here, with Grandma Katia will be safe."

"Then can I not want those wealth, I want to go out."

Nissa's eyes were full of longing.

"You are a kind of wealth, Nisha." Sheld stroked his fingers: "There are bad guys out there who are going to catch you, and you are worth more than a thousand gold coins!"

"One thousand pieces! I'm so expensive!"

Nisha exclaimed, and then sat on the ground dejectedly: "Then, will I never be able to get out for the rest of my life?"

"No, look at us."

Sheld pointed to himself: "And your sister Dahl, she is as valuable as you...or even more valuable, but she can hang around outside."

"Wealth must grow with strength." Sheld was afraid that the children would not understand what is the direct ratio and the inverse ratio, and gestured with his hands: "If you have five gold coins and someone is eyeing it, you have to have the ability to defeat one person." Strength, if you have ten gold coins and two people are eyeing it, you have to defeat the strength of two people."

"I understand, so I must have the strength to defeat 200 people!"

Nisha got up from the ground, waving her little paws: "I'm going to exercise now!"

After finishing speaking, he swished away with short legs.

"It should be said that mathematics is pretty good..."

Sheld hadn't had time to explain what an analogy is, emphasizing the two words "if", are you really going to defeat 200 people?Two hundred pigs have to be slaughtered for a while, and they might be overturned by the pigs.

Dalt can do 200 people, but the premise is that 200 people have to be ordinary people, not professionals.

"Come on..."

He could only silently send his blessings. Being secluded in this forest for a long time, having a goal would not be so boring.

Shield didn't know what kind of legends such a short exchange of his had left behind for the civet clan that grew up after a long time. With the goal of "only defeating 200 people can one become a qualified fighter", he achieved the frightening "out of the forest" Legion", no one knows why the civet clan's legion has such a strange name.

Of course, these are things to follow.

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A few days later, Shield and his party were already traveling on the mountain trails of the Crackstone Mountains.It is covered with ice and snow all the year round, and it is the place where the dwarves lived for generations. Their mountain roads are far gentler and wider than the Hijala Mountain at the other end. Many years ago, the dwarves traded with the outside world through these mountain roads.

The camels were left to the civets, so that it would be much easier for them to move. Otherwise, relying on the old and the weak, pushing the cart and carrying the tent every time would be a big project.

All the gold coins that Dalt handed over were hidden by Katia. She said that this would become the trump card for the rise of the Civet Clan in the future, and Dalt also said that he would continue to send money home.

Sheld thought it was quite interesting that a "Princess Returning to the Kingdom of the Subjugated Princess" that the princess didn't know about was born under her nose.

"It's no wonder that Dalt's coat color has more tabby than other people, like a tiger, and his blood is higher, it seems."

I don't know if he sensed Sheld's gaze, but Dalt also looked back intentionally or unintentionally.

And at this time, when the eyes meet, it will be very embarrassing.

"By the way, don't you all feel cold?"

Seeing that he was the only one in the whole team wrapped in a big leather jacket, Sheld suddenly felt a little weak.

He had been terribly cold from the moment he entered the range of the mountains.

And thinking about it this way, the Silver Pine Forest does have its uniqueness. It is obviously close to the Katchstone Mountain Range, covered with ice and snow on one side, and the other side is like spring all year round. It doesn't mean to cool down at all.

The temperature change on both sides is as sudden as stepping into an air-conditioned room from the outside.

It seems that Reaper doesn't like the cold very much?

"well enough."

Dalt was the most exaggerated of them all. She was originally wearing that kind of light leather armor with a small coverage, which was the same area as that of a sports-style swimsuit.

He didn't even wear shoes, leaving strings of plum blossom marks on the snow.

"I just feel a little cold. Dahl should have hair on his body, right?"

As Neveu said, she leaned over and clung to Dart tightly: "Fluffy, big cat—!"

"Tsk..."

To be honest, I'm envious.

Not out of any strange idea, but Sheard had long ago dreamed of burying his face in the soft belly of a big cat.

Just thinking about it feels healing.

Perhaps it was because Shield had been looking at Dart before, Dart looked at Neveu, and then at Shield, as if he had realized something.

"Master... If you don't mind, you can come here too..."

"it is good!"

Sheld immediately replied, as a man, how could he refuse a cat's invitation?

He patted Stike on the shoulder and said, "Put me down, your work is over, I'm going to Dart's back!"

"You settle your salary first."

Although the structure of Stike's eyes could not be seen clearly due to the light, Shield could feel that she was "rolling her eyes".

"A gold coin."

"Aren't there two?"

"Because I got off the bus halfway!"

Sheld looked like those bastards who pulled up their pants and refused to admit it at the moment.

Until he lay on Dart's back, Sheld couldn't help but sigh: "In the cold winter, Stike's back is not half as good as Dart's..."

Hairy is really different!He could feel the heat radiating from the body below him, which was far beyond the comparison of Sidi Ke's hard chain mail.

"In the future, if you beg me, I will not carry you!"

"Two gold and fifty silver."

"Okay, Boss, welcome to visit me next time!!"

Gasoline prices in the previous life were rising, but the "rickshaw pullers" in the other world were also rising. The world is hard!Sheld completely ignored that the price increase here was due to his lack of mouth.

And before he could enjoy the warmth for a moment, he heard a loud and clear cry from above his head.

Dalt stopped, raised his head slightly, and his expression gradually became serious: "Master, our next destination, a battle is taking place. The dwarf village is resisting monsters, but they are obviously not opponents."

"Monster?"

Sheld was slightly taken aback, why did the monster come here.

You must know that the Crashstone Mountain Range is a natural barrier, and it is precisely because of this that the dwarves' territory only lost the part outside the mountain range, and still maintains most of the integrity of the territory.

And this barrier is also an obstacle for the dwarves. It makes the dwarves' territory tend to be closed and resources are scarce. The seaports, airships, and mountain roads are built extremely wide. It is also for the smooth passage of caravans and the smooth arrival of supplies. It can be said that There are pros and cons.

This also prevented the dwarves from being able to win the first place on the mainland in one fell swoop when other countries were weakened.However, in the current world, it doesn't make sense for anyone to fight for the first place. Maybe when the monster's interest comes, and it intensifies its efforts in a certain place, this first place may become history. ,

Sheld didn't think for too long, and immediately commanded: "Put me down, we will move forward at full speed, first let Shaw transport you there and drag you there for a while!"

"Priority is to ensure your own safety, and then save those dwarfs."

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The second volume is surging: Chapter 130 Chapter 28 Dart arrives, everyone gets out of the way

"The old man and the child together! Back to Tumaco City!"

Dwarves don't have wives, only children. It's not that there are no women, but dwarf women are also excellent fighters. Dwarves are one of the few races where men and women are inherently indistinguishable in strength. Physiologically, female dwarves don't even have "big" Aunt" said so.

And the difference in their faces and reproductive organs is probably the difference in whether they have beards or not.

Only the elderly who are unable to fight, and the children who are excellent seeds, will leave the front line.

Dilon Warhammer used to be an excellent sergeant. He missed an arrow in his knee. The reason why he was the captain of the militia and the sheriff in this small village was all because of a beautiful love.

That was many years ago when he was badly injured and the "gentle" Wanda Stone took care of him.

Regrettably, Wanda divorced him after giving birth to his son. Now, he takes care of his son alone in this small village. man.

With rock-solid muscles, a reddish-brown beard braided into small pigtails, dark green eyes and a bald head, there is no doubt that Diloon is the most traditional dwarf.

So he was wearing the most traditional chain armor, and his weapon was the most traditional long-handled battle axe.

"come!!"

With all his strength, he smashed an ax from the monster that was rushing over to the ground. The corpse whose tomahawk was broken in two twitched twice, and lost its life with a whimper.

This kind of wolf-like monster has been seen several times in his military career. It is not a very powerful character, but it is better in groups.

As for what it was called, he forgot, and his memory has never been very good.

But his bravery alone was of no use. Although the men and women in the village were strong, few of them were warriors.

"Don't stand still! Take your axes and picks!"

It would be nice if there was a dragon cannon.

The kind of stick that ordinary people can easily hit with powerful power is a technology purchased by the ancestors of the dwarves in the Heletu Empire to avoid the trouble of flying dragons. Flying dragons are entrenched, and these sub-dragons have a more ruthless temperament than giant dragons.

And the dragon-killing cannon that is said to be the most powerful, or the prototype?That one is not for sale, it is called "Vulcan's Wrath", but unfortunately it has been completely lost.

Thoughts flashed by, and in just one breath, a young man was thrown to the ground by the wolf-shaped monster. By the time Dilon swung the monster flying with his battle axe, half of the young man's neck had been lost. , completely bloody and bloody, lying on the ground "hissing" panting, his body twitching, his eyes revealing despair.

I can't live anymore.

Dillon gritted his teeth and ended the young man's life, keeping him away from the last pain before the countdown to life.

The situation is getting worse and worse. This kind of small village doesn't have any walls. At most, there are some piles built up. Those are used to prevent some hungry beasts from coming in and stealing livestock, but they can't prevent monsters.

If Dillon can kill a few more monsters, the remaining monsters can kill more people.

He even saw one or two chasing after the old and the young.

His son was also in the evacuation team.

"Stop them!"

Dillon's voice was loud enough for people around to hear him, but no one could spare his hands, so he could only catch up with his short legs.

"Look this way! Monsters! This way! You cowards with weak teeth, come and fight with real warriors!"

As he spoke, he took out a small ax from his waist and threw it vigorously.

Even after retiring from the army for so many years, these skills still remain intact. His hand ax accurately hit one of the monsters, causing the monster to scream.

At the other end, the monster chased towards the old and young dwarves. Attracted by the screaming companions, the monster stopped in its tracks and turned back to stare at Diloon.

This is what I want!

Dillon grinned, and was about to step forward with his tomahawk, but he felt a gust of wind blowing behind him.

"Damn!"

He struggled to roll half a circle to the side, narrowly dodging the pounce from behind, and the monster that had been staring at him before also took the opportunity to pounce.

Reality is not a turn-based game, and it is normal to be besieged.

Dillon's soul raged, and he barely raised his left arm to block the monster's pounce. The monster's big, stinky mouth bit his forearm. Even though he was wearing the armguard, Dillon could still feel the pain in his heart. The pain, the bones seemed to be chewed to pieces, and the crunching sound of metal made him feel that his flesh and armguards were kneaded into a ball.

The brutes had better teeth than he'd imagined, as if in response to what he'd just called them "cowards with weak teeth."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Not knowing whether it was to vent the pain or to roar, Diloon raised the battle ax in his right hand with all his might, and slashed at the neck of the monster from the side with all his might. Blood spattered his face, blurring his vision.