Vol 2 Chapter 377: At dawn, the horn blew

In the afternoon on April 12, the sky was slightly dim near dusk.
An army of dwarves with cold armor was marching at this time. Whether it was a beast or other life, they were all shocked by their huge numbers, and they gave way.
In front of this dwarf army is a goat cavalry with more than 20,000 heads. The huge curved horns are like forging of steel, full of power.
The rear camp of the Goat Cavalry is tens of thousands of dwarven chariots, these chariots forged by dwarves into hedgehogs make people look frivolous.
Then came the dwarven heavy infantry like iron cans. It is said that in ancient times, the powerful dwarven heavy infantry could force the cavalry on the charge. Although the legend is somewhat exaggerated, it also illustrates the strength of the dwarven heavy infantry from the side.
There are also dwarf crossbowmen who hold a powerful crossbow. The lethality of a crossbow is no worse than that of a bow. It is a weapon with a high lower limit and a lower upper limit.
A crossbow is in the hands of a child. As long as he pulls the trigger and hits the enemy, he can seriously injure or even kill the opponent, but the child can't even pull it if he changes to a long bow.
Of course, once the longbow is used proficiently, all kinds of tactical shooting are completely unmatched by the crossbow.
The hobby of dwarves is to forge weapons and fine wine. Naturally, they are not interested in practicing longbows, so they are easy to use and powerful crossbows become their weapons.
The leader of the 19th-level Bronze Hammer tribe—Nalis Bronzehammer, and the 17th-level Wildhammer Clan leader—Rabio Wildhammer, the two patriarchs riding exceptionally tall male goats leading in front of the goat cavalry camp The army advances.
It's been a full half a month since I came out of the Blue Ocean, but the 15-day march did not make this team with amazing endurance tired.
On the contrary, as it got closer and closer to the destination, the whole army of dwarves became excited.
The terrain of the southern provinces is mostly hilly, and for the dwarves who can march on the rocks, it does not cause them too much trouble.
"Rabio, what is this place? How far is it to reach the barren wasteland?
My battle axe can't wait to taste the blood of the orcs! !
And those vampires, we will take them to death in the sun!
No one dared to grab mithril from the dwarves, no one! "
Nellis Bronzehammer's indignant voice seemed full of anger.
The male goat under him seemed to feel the anger of his master, and he violently kicked and stamped it on the ground.
Mud splashes.
Hey~
Although the behavior was very violent and fierce, but the soft sheep sound came out of the mouth, giving people a feeling of fierce milk.
"Look, my little baby is already angry. If it weren't for the male goat not to eat meat, it would be happy to eat the brains of the orcs."
Rabio Wildhammer heard the other party's inquiry, and his deep eyes showed some expectation. It was the expectation of revenge, and the expectation of retrieving the Mithril vein.
"Nalis, this is the boundary of Grimm, Grimm is the capital of the southern province, we have just passed by.
Next, we will follow this business road directly into the border of Norland Empire and arrive at the barren wasteland.
In five days at most, we can reach the valley belonging to the Wildhammer tribe. "
"Speed ​​up, I can't wait! Mythril veins can only belong to dwarves!"
Nellis Bronzehammer shouted.
But at this moment, far away from the dwarven army's thousand blades, on a small hill, a dozen or so players who were about to hunt down the jackals saw this huge dwarven army.
All of them suddenly showed excitement.
"Fuck, it's the first time I have seen so many dwarves. Look at the equipment of these dwarves. I can't cut them for a day, right?
What are these guys going to do, slaying the dragon? ? "
"Goat cavalry? This is the main fighting force of the dwarves, they are definitely going to do big things..."
"Should we follow up and see? If we can receive a few advanced missions, we will post this time..."
"Follow the fart, stop them directly and honestly..."
"Aren't you afraid of death? This game experience is so severely punished..."
"Nonsense, of course I am afraid of death, but are you willing to let go of this opportunity?"
After the quarrel, everyone reached a consensus, and finally they sent three players up to talk to the dwarves to pick up the task.
In terms of the character of the player, watching a scene of this level, it is absolutely impossible to let it go. I would rather be killed by mistake.
The three assigned players also knew how to avoid risks, and consciously installed all weapons and equipment in the system space, and walked towards the dwarven army in a clean suit.
I can't beat them anyway. If something happens, let alone run away, it may be difficult to commit suicide before the dwarves kill them...
Players who have been beaten countless times by Glory rarely act recklessly as before.
Obey the rules. This is a history of blood and tears summarized by countless people. Most of those who do not follow the rules are still hovering at level 1, or have been beaten to retreat...
"Dear Lord, we want to talk to you~"
Before getting close to the main unit, several dwarven goat cavalry in charge of vigilance discovered the three players who were rightly approaching them.
"Who are you?"
The male goat is about 2.6 blades tall and very burly, and the dwarf riding on the goat looks down at them condescendingly.
"Your Excellency Dwarf, we are adventurers of the Lost Plane. Do you have any tasks for us to complete?"
The young man who was the first to speak was a little stunned.
Hearing these words, the dwarves looked at each other with a strange expression.
Are these guys idiots?
With such a huge army behind, you still need them to help complete the task? ? What can several level 3 professionals do? Carrying fodder for goats?
"No need, get out of here, stupid humans, we don't have time to play with you."
The dwarf in the lead gave them a stare after finishing speaking, and turned to leave with the goat.
Dwarves are a kind race. Although they are never merciful towards enemies, these humans who are not too dangerous are too lazy to pay attention to them.
The three players were suddenly anxious, and they were blasted away before this started, and the first assassin player promptly opened the mouth.
"Your Excellency Dwarf, I have important information to report to you!"
A few dwarves pulled the reins and looked at the three players speechlessly. Can you have important information?
One of the dwarves laughed.
"Important information? What important information can you have? Aunt Mary's roast turkey next door is terrible?"
"Hahaha, Aunt Mary's roast turkey? This is really a nightmare..."
"Oh my God, do you still remember this? I'm so fed up with it. Ten years ago, the taste still made me scared of things like turkey. The of forging is on top. This is the only thing I fear in my life. ......"
A few dwarves burst into laughter instantly, and then ignored a few players and began to return to the team.
"Fuck, are these dwarves fools?"
The three players were a little helpless at once, is this completely hard and soft?
But they didn't have the courage to go up again. Although the dwarves could communicate, they angered each other, and the experience they gained from working hard this month was wasted.
"Let's go, mmp, this broken game, why is it so difficult to take a task..."
"Bah, isn't it just a dwarf? Please grandpa, I don't even bother to take care of them when I do the task, these dwarfs are afraid I haven't been scolded by me!"
At this time, the player-induced change attracted the attention of the two dwarven patriarchs.
"What's the matter? Who are those human beings?" Naris Bronzehammer asked the dwarf next to him a little uncomfortably.
"Please wait......"
After a while, the dwarf returned, "Patriarch, those people are adventurers in the lost world. They claim to have important intelligence reports..."
"Adventurers who have lost the plane?" Nellis Copperhammer's eyes raised a bit of curiosity. The Copperhammer tribe is in a deep mountain. No players have entered at this stage, because players who want to enter are all given by the towering walls. blocked.
He has not really come into contact with these magical existences that are said to be resurrected and reborn.
"Rabio, do you know the adventurer who lost the plane?"
Rabiot shook his head, "Before I found the Bronze Hammer Tribe, I had a lot of contact with these adventurers, but they acted illogically, did not follow rules, and were completely different from ours.
However, their news is quite well-informed. Maybe they can be called to ask about what happened in the barren wasteland recently. "
Hearing this, Narris Bronzehammer nodded, "Then call them over..."
They have also encountered many players these days, but the dwarven army was busy on the way and was sent away. At this time, it was already close to the destination. It would be nice if they could get some useful information.
The three unhappy players just turned around and left not far away, stepping ~ there was a sound of horseshoes behind them, and then several goat cavalry came to them.
"Adventurers of the lost plane, our patriarch summons you."
This?
The three of them glanced at each other and became excited in an instant. In their minds, words such as epic tasks, hidden occupations, dragon eggs, artifacts, etc. kept flashing.
This time it is going to be posted.
There is no hesitation, hurry up and follow.
As for what they said just now, they said they no longer remember...
After a while, the three players saw the two patriarchs sitting high on the male goat.
"Adventurers who have lost the plane, what information do you have to report to us?" Naris Bronzehammer looked at the famous undead and lost interest.
A group of 3rd-level rookies can't even beat the male goats under him.
amount......
The assassin player who spoke in a hurry just now was a little dumbfounded. What information do I have? Wasn't it just to see you bragging?
But looking at the circle of people around him with wide-eyed eyes, he suddenly panicked.
Do you have to pay for bragging these years?
I'm stupid, I'm so stupid, I only know that these dwarves are easy to talk, but I didn't expect you to be serious. If you say that you don't take the heart and the kidneys? Okay now, something has happened.
"Why, are you deceiving me?"
Nellis Bronze Hammer suddenly raised his brows, and his powerful aura began to spread out like an evil dragon.
The three players instantly felt like they had been crushed by a boulder in their chests, almost out of breath.
The assassin player panicked when he heard this, this time the pill.
After holding back for a long time, I suddenly remembered, isn't the matter of the relics of gods going viral recently? Although the whole glory is spread, it can be regarded as important information.
And it seems that the forum says that npc doesn't pay much attention to this matter...
Disconnect the port immediately.
"Your Excellency Dwarf, there is a piece of information to report to you, but this matter is too important, I don't know how to speak..."
Although the news of the ruins of the gods and the ruined street may say that they will be hanged, but the pretending is to be forced, in case the other party does not know...
Nellis Bronze Hammer didn't know the nature of the player's sand sculpture, but was interested in it.
"What is your name, from the adventurer of the Lost Plane."
Uh, why don't you keep asking?
The assassin player's face became stiff, and then he bit his head under the gaze of several people.
"I, my name is Sister Zhixin..."
What the hell? ?
My confidant sister?
Looking at this five-big and three-thin man, and then thinking about the name he heard, the scene fell into a dead silence.
Then I didn't know who chuckled, and then all the dwarves burst into laughter.
"Damn adventurer, hahahaha, you guys amuse me to death, the of forging is on top, I bet this is the best joke I have ever heard in my life."
"My confidant sister? If Aunt Mary knows this name, I swear, she will be so happy that she never roasts turkey again...Hahahaha..."
"Hahahaha, I, I'm dying, I'm going to fall..." Puff~ The voice hasn't died yet, a dwarf can't stand it, he laughed off the goat and turned it over, splashing dust after hitting the ground.
The assassin player whose id is called the confidant elder sister at this time can't wait to travel back to the game and drag himself out of the game compartment and slap him severely.
Let you take the name of such a thing! ! !
My confidant sister wants to cry without tears...
Seeing this scene, the two players around him showed their big white teeth mercilessly, and laughed no less than the dwarf.
"Ahem, confidant... adventurer who has lost the plane, you can say your information."
Nalis Copperhammer really couldn't speak of this name.
"Yes, Lord Dwarf", the confidant elder sister could not wait to skip this section quickly, and hurriedly said, "Respected lord, have you ever heard of the remains of the gods?"
"Relics of the gods?" Naris Copperhammer glanced at each other with the dwarves around him, and said curiously, "Is it the ruins of the gods of the city of Risr that are spreading outside?"
"Yes."
"Isn't this relic of the gods false news from your adventurers?"
The corner of my confidant sister's lips twitched. Who has spread false news? This news is more true than gold. The problem is that few of you believe it.
"No, my lord, this is true news, not false. Our missing planes are connected to each other and have very developed means of communication.
As long as one person gets the news and is willing to publish it, the whole world can quickly know it.
Some of us have entered the city of Risle and witnessed the sight of the remains of the gods...
The city of Risle is less than 100 kilometers away, and the orcs have not yet evacuated, so it is very likely that the remains of the gods have not been excavated by the orcs.
If you are willing to explore, you can be there tonight...
And recently, more and more human armies have begun to haunt around, and the orc army has become more alert... It seems that the relic of the gods is about to be unsealed.
You have such a powerful army of dwarves, you may be able to get a share of it. "
"The orcs are garrisoned?" Narris Bronzehammer stared at this, "Those bastards!"
After speaking, he turned his head to look at Rabio Wildhammer, "Rabio, is Risle City really only more than 100 kilometers away from us? Do we need to change our way to see and confirm this?"
Rabiot fell silent, after thinking for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at the three sand sculpture players.
"Are you telling the truth? Risle City really has the remains of the gods?"
"There is absolutely no falsehood, my lord! You can also send an advance army there. At that time, you will be able to confirm the true and false by catching some people around the city of Risle and asking."
Hearing this, Rabiot nodded, "Patriarch Naris, we can change our course. Risir is a human city. In previous years, the orcs would often retreat quickly back to the barren wasteland after invading human cities.
There is absolutely a reason why a city that has occupied humans for such a long time will not leave.
Moreover, Risle City can also directly lead to the barren wasteland. If these adventurers lie, we will waste half a day at most with little loss.
But if it is true, those orcs, don't think of monopolizing the benefits! "
Reasonable words immediately convinced Nalis Copperhammer.
"Very well, my brother, then we will go to Risle City to see if the lowly orcs have actually dug up the remains of the gods."
Although the dwarves love ore, the allure of the relics of the gods is obviously not less than that of the mithril veins.
"The order went on, and the army turned and headed to Risle City.
The male goat cavalry sent an advance squad of 1,000 people to find out whether there was an ambush and danger ahead. The army waited for the advance squad to set off for half an hour before leaving. "
The dwarf messenger who received the order immediately went down to send the order, and the three players instantly became excited. Following their opinions, it showed that there was a play.
"My lords, you have a task to hand over to us to complete, we adventurers are not afraid of death..."
"Very well, intimate... eldest sister..." Naris Copperhammer forcedly resisted the broken name, "You follow the advance troops to explore the way ahead, your two companions, Stay in the army and follow us."
The eyes of the three of them lit up instantly, and at this moment they all heard the improvement of the system, and their faces were full of excitement.
"Yes, my lord!"
Looking at the dense army, the confidant sister suddenly felt that she was going to heaven. This time she made a big splash, and she hurriedly intercepted a few pictures and prepared to return to the forum to show off.
You may not believe it. I brought tens of thousands of dwarf troops to Risr City to fight the orcs. It was so exciting.
Although other aspects of this broken game are poor, the authenticity is really personal.
In this way, without anyone's knowledge, an army of dwarves quietly marched towards Risle City because of the sudden appearance of the player.
Male goat cavalry, dwarf chariot, dwarf heavy infantry, dwarf crossbowman... an army that was enough to make anyone look at it, coincidentally, hit the explosion point that was about to ignite.
At this time, it was already the afternoon of April 12...It seemed that only one day was left before the seal of Lisle City was released.



"Grand Duke, the assembly of 30,000 troops in Grayhorn City is complete, and we have issued a secret transfer order that all 200,000 troops will be assembled.
Among them, 20,000 heavy cavalry, 30,000 light cavalry, 30,000 archers, 100,000 warriors, 10,000 pegasus air cavalry, and another 10,000 siege army have assembled with siege crossbow weapons.
At present, under the cover of the priests of the Temple of Knights and the Temple of Nobles, all the troops are already 50 kilometers away from the city of Riesl.
Now everyone is waiting for your order. "
The knight commander in a blue cloak stood beside Grand Duke Okeli, and the cloak was hunting under the wind.
Grand Duke Okeli hadn't spoken yet, and the bishop pastor of the aristocratic cult next to him stepped forward respectfully.
"Grand Duke, the Pearl of Light has repeatedly warned that tomorrow will be the day when the seal is broken.
We have no time. "
Grand Duke Okeli turned his head and glanced at the bishop pastor, nodding slightly.
"If the order is passed down, the army will advance 40 kilometers and wait until dawn tomorrow to sound the horn!"
"I need to take the city of Risr as quickly as possible... the of nobility is here, I swear, the orcs will become our stepping stones!"
"Yes!"
After the knight commander turned and passed the order, Grand Duke Okeli's face became a little more solemn.
"Your Excellency, this time I dispatched 1,000 official mages from the Grimm Wizard Association to follow the Pegasus Air Cavalry.
All spellcasters will be commanded by you. Now you can lead them to prepare first. It takes a lot of time to prepare if you want to release large-scale complex magic.
This war will be unprecedentedly fierce. I have smelled the smell of gunpowder..."
"This time, there is no defeat, victory is our only option!"
"Yes, Grand Duke!"
The bishop, dressed in a white priest's robe, bowed deeply, then turned and left the towering attic.
Grand Duke Okeli stood on the 30-blade high attic and looked down at the quiet Grimm below, his eyes deeper and deeper, his eyes full of unshakable firmness.
Huhu~
At this time, suddenly the sky passed by countless shadows, and a huge burst of air sounded.
Grand Duke Okeli raised his head slightly, and countless white figures appeared in his eyes.
White wings, a strong body with thick armor, two people sitting on their backs, one holding a longbow, one holding a shield and a lance,
Pegasus air cavalry.
This is the killer of Grimm and a powerful weapon against the orc bipedal dragon.
A flying shadow covering the sky was reflected in the pupils of Grand Duke Okeli.
"The war... is about to begin..."
"The ancient evils, I have felt their revival..."
"This is the first chance, and maybe, the last chance."
"When they recover, it will be the time when mankind is destroyed, Grimm needs me to take shelter."
"In the name of O'Kelly Nolan, go to war!"



The opening of the army seemed to have caused a great response, especially when the Pegasus could not hide its figure and flew directly over the city.
But at this time, Grand Duke Okeli was no longer ready to hide his purpose.
When the war in Risle City started, this matter must be concealed. What he needs now is to conquer the city occupied by the orcs, even at a heavy price.
Even when deciding on this plan, Grand Duke Okayli had already thought that this terrifying army was all dead.
Compassion does not control the army. Only when he is completely free from the weak compassion of mankind, can he be qualified to control the army in the most effective way and win the war.
After the Pegasus legion in the sky disappeared from sight, Grand Duke Okeli stopped hesitating and turned around and entered the house.
The guard immediately stepped forward and gave him armor.
When the tall Duke Okayli wore a cloak in the color of the Norland Empire flag-the blue heart of maple, and went down to the backyard, hundreds of flying horses sent by the army were waiting for him The command.
These Pegasus air cavalry are all level 10 existences, and each of the 10-man squads has a level 15 air knight commander. This is the family wealth accumulated for decades after the archduke Okeli ruled the southern provinces. These powerful top professionals are his tools of governance.
"Grand Duke!"
Hundreds of empty knights took off their helmets and saluted.
"Get on, go!"
These are the absolute confidants of Grand Duke Okeli, who can never betray the existence of high morale, even soldiers will not retreat, so there is no need to do any pre-war mobilization.
"Yes!"
Ding Ling Dang Cang~
In a short time, all the Pegasus riders rode up.
"Launch!"
Huhu~
Wings rolled up the leaves and dead grass on the ground, the white Pegasus rider suddenly rose to the sky, and Archduke Okeli rode a four-winged Pegasus to lead the team in front of everyone.
The goal was directed at Risle City.
After the Pegasus of the Castle Lord’s Manor left, the sects and nobles who had raised their hearts immediately discovered that Grand Duke Okeli seemed to be doing something important... They felt that something was wrong.
No matter how in the past, the Pegas