Qin Emperor

Dwarf, yes, this is the dwarf. From the outside, the dwarves all seem to look similar, because they all have sideburns on their faces, making it difficult to see their appearance clearly. Although they are covered with armor, you can see how strong these dwarves are from their broad shoulders. Dwarves have only two weapons, one is a short-handled war ax and the other is a short-handled war hammer. That heavy-looking guy is obviously not comparable to the Ursine heavy infantry in terms of material.

There were eight dwarves standing at the head. Unlike other ordinary dwarves, they all had double weapons and their bodies were exceptionally strong, even reaching a height of about 1.6 meters. The first dwarf, the armor on his body is completely bright silver, and his beard is also the most distinctive, it is actually a fiery red color. Surrounded by other dwarves, he looks majestic and is glaring at the golden Behemoth Oliver. The words just now were obviously what he said. In the palm of his hand is a pair of short-handled war hammers with eight-edged plum blossom-shaped hammer heads, which look like blood-drinking weapons.

Even though the height of 1.6 meters is considered quite good among dwarves, compared with the golden Behemoth 17 meters away, this red-bearded dwarf is only one-tenth of the height of Oliver.

Oliver laughed and looked at the dwarves in front of him with contempt, Little dwarfs, it's so funny to see how small you are. I didn't expect humans to have such mutations. Haha, I laughed to death.

The face of the red-bearded dwarf could not be seen because of his beard, but it could be seen from his eyes that seemed to be breathing fire that he was extremely angry at this time.

General Oliver. Please shut up. Montuo came to Oliver at some point and stopped laughing at the dwarf.

In the orc army. If we say that the equipment is relatively well-equipped, I am afraid that only Monto is the only one. He is covered in heavy armor, which is majestic on his huge bear-man body that is nearly five meters tall. The long-handled warhammer in his hand is also made of better material than others. I don’t know how much stronger the bear is. A pair of crystal yellow eyes stared at the red-bearded dwarf who was leading the opposite side, and said, Excuse me, are you the leader of the dwarf clan?

The red-bearded dwarf didn't answer. Suddenly, he roared and jumped up from where he was. No one expected his jumping ability to be so amazing. It actually rushed towards Oliver like a cannonball. Every time he crossed a hill, his toes would tap heavily on the hill. It actually left countless traces on the rocky ground. The orcs still underestimated the importance that the dwarves placed on dignity.

Oliver roared angrily, and instead of retreating, he advanced in the direction of the red-bearded dwarf. When has Behemoth ever been afraid of frontal attacks from enemies?

Go to hell. The red-bearded dwarf took advantage of the strength on the last hill. His short body jumped up high, and the two huge silver warhammers in his hands were like bolts from the blue, hitting Oliver's head directly. Not to mention, with his bounce and take-off position. Just enough to hit the head of Golden Behemoth Oliver.

Oliver roared and rushed forward,

Without any intention of evading, his terrifying golden fists, each half as big as the red-bearded dwarf's body, were raised fiercely and directly met the opponent's war hammer.

Boom￣￣. It was like a thunder exploded on a sunny day, the huge roar was deafening. The body of the bearman heavy infantry could not help but shake.

The body of the red-bearded dwarf bounced back faster than when it came, amidst such a huge counter-shock force. However, he still held his hammers tightly and did not let go.

Golden Behemoth Oliver stood there, his eyes filled with surprise. He found that his hands were actually paralyzed, and his legs were knee-deep in the rocks beneath his feet.

What a power. Oliver roared. He couldn't figure out why the red-bearded dwarf had such tyrannical strength in such a short body. Even he could barely catch the double hammers that struck like five thunders just now. After the numbness in his hand gradually disappeared, he felt severe pain that he had not experienced in a long time.

The red-bearded dwarf flew back to the original hill. When his feet landed, he took a dozen steps back. With the help of his tribe, he was able to stand firm. The tribesmen closest to him could clearly see that his hands were constantly shaking. Oliver was surprised, and the red-bearded dwarf was even more surprised. You know, dwarves have always been very strong, and he is the strongest among the dwarves. Although he is not tall, he won the title of the first warrior among the dwarves at the age of less than 100 years old, and became the hill dwarf who led the entire clan of warriors.

The lifespan of a dwarf is about five hundred years old. A 100-year-old dwarf is equivalent to a twenty-year-old human youth.

The red-bearded dwarf had calmed down a lot at this time. He thought to himself that Golden Behemoth was worthy of the title of invincible in land warfare. The war hammer in his hand had a strength bonus effect and was the rare best weapon among the dwarves. However, he still remained the same. I didn't take any advantage from the golden Behemoth. It seems that today's battle is not optimistic for this clan.

Montuo stopped Oliver who was about to attack, and said in a deep voice: Dwarf, please bring out a tribesman who can represent your tribe to talk to me.

The red-bearded dwarf stabilized the trembling of his hands and snorted angrily, What else is there to talk about? I, the first warrior of the dwarves, Lutzi, am standing here. If you have anything to say, just talk to me. You despicable and filthy people Don’t the orcs want to invade our territory? If it were the heyday of our dwarves, would you dare to attack so blatantly?”

Monto did not let the anger of the dwarf Lutzi affect his emotions. The huge five-meter-tall body stood there, and his momentum was not weaker than that of the golden Behemoth Oliver beside him.

Dwarf warriors, we are not here to provoke a war. But you must understand one thing first. This is not the territory of your dwarves, but the sphere of influence of our orc Solomon tribe. Presumably, you are in our territory We have been living in this area for many years. As neighbors, we always have to come and say hello. The great King Solomon, the warrior of Lutz and the chief of our tribe, hopes to cooperate with the nobles. We can provide you with enough metal to ensure that you safety and life. I just hope you can build weapons for us.

Monto stated the purpose of this time very directly. As a bearman, he is also the most powerful commander of Solomon Fortress. If he had faced other enemies at this time, he would have already commanded the army to attack. But it's different now. Each of these dwarves in front of me is a forged strong man. A big reason why the orcs have been unable to compete with humans is the gap in weapons. If they can get the help and support of the dwarves, it won't take long for the entire dwarf tribe to make the Solomon tribe the number one orc. Tribes even have the possibility of invading the human world.

Hahahaha. Lutzi smiled up at the sky, his laughter full of disdain, Do you dirty, despicable orcs also want to get help from the great dwarves? What did you say just now? You insulted our height. For the dwarves, this is the greatest humiliation. Even if we fight to the last clan member, we dwarfs will never compromise with you.

Monto still underestimated the dwarves' unyielding character. If it weren't for their own straightforwardness, the dwarves would not have fallen to this point, quietly hiding in the realm of the orcs and living an ignoble existence. Years of hiding have already filled the hearts of these grumpy dwarves with the fire of battle. Although they are facing enemies six or seven times their own, they are not afraid at all. Under Lutzi's strong declaration of war, all the dwarf warriors raised their weapons without hesitation.

Mento frowned. The task given to him by King Solomon Adoni was to cooperate with the dwarves as much as possible. Even if they fight, they must capture as many dwarves as possible so that they can go back and become craftsmen of the tribe.

Lutz, do you want the dwarves to be destroyed because of your recklessness? You can see clearly that standing in front of you at this time are 10,000 of the Solomon tribe's most elite bear-men heavy infantry and 10,000 speed warriors. The fastest elite wolf cavalry. You don't even have a chance to escape. What's more, there are ten Behemoth strongmen joining me. With the invincible power of land warfare, how can you compete with this? Since I came here this time, I have no intention of returning empty-handed. You'd better discuss it with your people and don't let the dwarves be destroyed in your hands.

Suppressing the fighting spirit in his heart, Monto tried to make the dwarf compromise. However, when he said that there was no chance of escape, all the dwarves were already boiling. Although dwarves are not tall in stature, their character is extremely proud. Since ancient times, no dwarf has ever chosen to escape in a battle. Montuo's words directly insulted the dignity of the dwarves, and the last sanity of these extremely proud dwarves was buried in anger.

War￣￣ Lutzi roared in the sky, and hit his head with the hammers in his hands, making a loud noise.

Fight ￣￣, fight ￣￣, fight ￣￣ All the dwarves roared at the same time, waving the weapons in their hands. Three thousand elite dwarf warriors quickly found the best position, standing on the five highest towers in the center of this hilly area. On top of the hills.

What are you talking about with these dwarves? Let's do it. Oliver's blood was already boiling from the collision with Lutzi just now. Can't wait to launch an attack. Although there is an autumn defense battle every year, for Golden Behemoth, there are too few fighting opportunities. After finally meeting an opponent of comparable strength, his hands were already itching.