Chapter 90: Dwarf 1st Warrior (middle)

Dwarf, yes, this is the dwarf. From the appearance, the dwarves seem to be almost the same, because they all have a mustache on their faces, it is difficult to see the appearance. Although they were covered with armor, their broad shoulders showed how thick these dwarves were. There are only two types of dwarf weapons, one is a short-handed battle axe, and the other is a short-handed warhammer. The heavy-looking guy is obviously not comparable in texture to the Xiongren heavy infantry.
The eight dwarves stood at the head. Unlike other ordinary dwarves, their weapons were doubled, their bodies were extraordinarily stout, and they even reached a height of about 1.6 meters. As the first dwarf, his armor is completely bright silver, and his beard is also the most characteristic, even a fiery red color. It is awe-inspiring among other dwarves and is glaring at the gold bimon Oliver. The sentence just now was obviously what he said. A pair of short-handed warhammers in the palm of the hand, the head of the hammer shows the shape of an octagonal plum, which is a weapon at first sight.
Even though the height of one meter six is ​​already quite good among the dwarves, this red-bearded dwarf is only one-tenth the height of Oliver compared with the gold bimon 17 meters away.
Oliver laughed, and looked at the dwarves in front of him with contempt. "Little dwarf, it's funny to see your three-inch appearance. I didn't expect human beings to have this kind of variation. Haha, laugh to death."
The face of the red-bearded dwarf can't be seen because of his beard, but it can be seen from his eyes that seem to be spitting fire. At this time, he is extremely angry.
"General Oliver. Please shut up." Monto didn't know when he had come to Oliver to stop his mocking of the dwarf.
In the orc army. If the equipment is still well-equipped, I am afraid that only Monto is alone. He is heavily armored and worn on the body of his huge bear, nearly five meters high. The long-handed warhammer is better than other materials. The bear does not know how much stronger. A pair of crystal yellow eyes stared at the red-bearded dwarf headed opposite, and said, "Are you a patriarch of the dwarf tribe?"
The red-bearded dwarf did not answer. Suddenly, he roared and jumped out of his place. No one expected his bouncing power to be so amazing. Like a shell, he rushed in the direction of Oliver. Every time he crossed a hill, his tiptoe borrowed heavily from the hill. There are countless traces of the rocky ground. The orc still underestimated the dwarf's emphasis on dignity.
Oliver roared, not retreating, but rushed in the direction of the red-bearded dwarf. When did the Behemoth be afraid of enemy frontal attacks?
"Go to death." The red-bearded dwarf took advantage of the last hill, the small body leaped high, and the two huge silver warhammers in his hand were like a thunderbolt in the sunny day, and ran straight over Oliver's head. Not to mention, with his bouncing and jumping positions. It happened to be able to attack the head of Gold Bimont Oliver.
Oliver snarled and greeted him, with no meaning of evasion. Each of his horrible golden fists was as big as a half-body of a red-bearded dwarf, raised sharply, and directly greeted his opponent's warhammer.
Boom ￣￣. As if a thunder exploded on a sunny day, the huge roar was deafening. Xiongren shook his body with heavy infantry.
The body of the red-bearded dwarf bounced back faster than when it came, in such a huge reaction force. He still held his double hammer tightly and didn't let go.
Gold Bimon Oliver stood in place, at this time his eyes were filled with surprise. He found that his hands were paralyzed, and his legs were already knee-deep into the rock under his feet.
"Good power." Oliver yelled, and he couldn't figure out why the red-bearded dwarf had such a strong body. The double hammer, which was like a thunderbolt just now, could hardly even be picked up by him. After the paralysis in his hand gradually disappeared, the severe pain had not been experienced for a long time.
The red-bearded dwarf flew back to the original hill all the time. When his feet landed, he stepped back a dozen steps in succession, and was able to stand firm with the help of the clan. The people closest to him clearly saw that his hands were shaking. Oliver was surprised. The red-bearded dwarf was even more surprised. You know, the dwarf has always been very strong, and he is the first strongman among the dwarves. Although he is not tall, he won the title of the first warrior in the dwarf family at the age of less than one hundred years old, and became a hill dwarf who led the whole warrior.
The lifespan of a dwarf is about 500 years old. A 100-year-old dwarf is equivalent to a young man 20 years old.
The red-bearded dwarf has calmed down a lot at this time, thinking in his heart that gold is worthy of the title of invincible in land warfare. The warhammer in his hand has a power bonus effect. It is the rarest and best weapon among the dwarves. Nothing is cheaper than that of Mongolia. It seems that today's battle is not optimistic for this race.
Monto stopped Oliver, who wanted to attack, and said in a deep voice: "Dwarf, please come out and talk to me on behalf of your clan."
The red-bearded dwarf stabilized the shaking of his hands and groaned, "What else is there to talk about, me, Lutzi, the first warrior of the dwarf family, is standing here, and telling me if you have anything. You guys are mean and dirty Orcs, do n’t you want to invade our territory. If it is the heyday of our dwarves, do you dare to attack so blatantly? "
Monto did not affect his emotions because of the dwarf Lutzi ’s anger. A huge body of five meters tall stood there, and his momentum was not weaker than the gold Bimon Oliver around him.
"Dwarf Warriors, we are here this time not to provoke war. But one thing you need to understand first. This is not your dwarf territory, but the sphere of influence of our orc Solomon tribe. Presumably, you are in our The area has already lived with juveniles. As neighbors, we always have to say hello. Rutzi Warriors, the tribal chief, the great King Solomon hope to cooperate with the nobles. We can provide you with enough metal to guarantee you Safety and life. I just hope you can build weapons for us. "
Monto directly stated the purpose of this time. As a bear man, he also serves as the strongest commander in Solomon's stronghold. If he was facing other enemies at this time, he would have commanded the army to attack. But now it is different. Each of these dwarves in front of them is a forging powerhouse. The reason why the orcs have been unable to contend with humans is a big reason is the gap in weapons. If you can get the help and support of the dwarves, this whole dwarf clan can make the Solomon tribe the orc first. The tribe even has the possibility to invade the human world.
"Hahahaha." Lutzi smiled in the sky, full of disdain in his laughter, "Did you dirty, mean orcs also want the help of the great dwarves? What did you say just now, insulting our height. This is the greatest humiliation for the dwarves. Even if we fight to the last clan, our dwarves will never compromise with you. "
Monto still underestimated the dwarven clan's unbending character. If it were not for its own straightness, the dwarf clan would not be reduced to the present level, and it would be quietly hidden in the orc's realm. Years of concealment have already filled the hearts of these grumpy dwarves with the flames of battle. Although they are facing six or seven times as many enemies as their own, they have no fear at all. Under Lutzi's strong declaration of war, all dwarf warriors raised their weapons without hesitation.
Monto frowned, and the task given to him by Solomon King Adoni was to cooperate with the dwarves as much as possible, and even to fight, to capture as many dwarves as possible in order to go back and become a tribal craftsman.
"Lutezi, don't you want the dwarves to be destroyed because of your recklessness? You see clearly, at this time you are standing with 10,000 of the most elite bear-man heavy infantry of the Solomon tribe and 10,000 of speed The fastest elite wolf cavalry. You do n’t even have the chance to escape ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Not to mention, there are ten more powerful men than me in my side. With the invincible strength of the land battle, are you? What you can contend. Since I came here this time, I didn't plan to go back empty-handed. You still have to discuss with your clan, don't let the dwarf clan ruin you. "
Squeezing the intent in his heart, Monto tried to compromise the dwarf. However, when he said that there was no chance of escape, all the dwarves were already boiling. Although the dwarves are not tall, their character is extremely proud. Since ancient times, no dwarf will choose to escape in battle. Monto's words directly insulted the dignity of the dwarves, making the dwarves with extremely strong self-esteem finally irritated by their anger.
"War ￣ ￣" Lutzi roared upward in the sky, his hands hammered heavily above his head, and a loud noise erupted.
"War ￣￣, war ￣￣, war ￣￣" ​​all the dwarves roared at the same time, waving the weapons in their hands, three thousand dwarf elite warriors, quickly found the best position, standing in the middle of this hilly area, the five highest On top of the hills.
"What are you talking about with these dwarfs. Let's do it." Oliver was already boiling blood in the collision with Lutzi just now. Can't wait to launch an attack. Although there are autumn defense battles every year, for Golden Bimon, the chances of fighting are too few. It was difficult to meet an opponent with considerable strength, and his hand was already itchy.