Vol 5 Chapter 75: Captive (Part 1)

"Paulis Mihailo, chief sergeant and flag officer of the Second Column of the First Regiment of the Silver Helmets Advance Corps, head of the Supervision Office on the 35th Street in the civilian area, reserve execution officer; pay tribute to the Duke of Bain! "
Temporarily built prison, under the dim oil lamp, the dwarf lying expressionlessly on the hospital bed, under the tattered military uniform, the bandage of the wound was still bleeding, and the air was filled with a strong smell of carrion.
Despite the serious injury, the dwarf struggled to sit up and saluted the coming Loren with from his right hand.
When he had finished speaking, he immediately put his hands down without any respectful color on his face, as if he was just following a fixed procedure.
Looking at this serious dwarf, for a moment, Loren suddenly had a kind of "strange" intimacy.
Of course, it is only a moment.
"Are you going to confess?" Loren asked.
"Of course not!" The dwarf who had just returned to "Compliment and Respect" instantly turned his head: "The people of the Yunling Kingdom have no soldiers to surrender, and there are no nobles to surrender!"
"Then ... are you going to ask me or Baien for help?"
"It's even more impossible! The cowardly people who haven't reached out to others in Yunling Kingdom will never ask for help!"
The expressionless dark-haired wizard narrowed his eyes and looked at each other; through his gaze, the "one serious" dwarf suddenly felt cold in the back of the neck and instinctively shuddered.
Eckert reminded Loren more than once before coming in that the dwarves have a strong self-esteem and it is very difficult to get their trust and help.
So when you ask them, you may wish to be gentle, compensate a few smiling faces, and say a few flattering words-dwarves love this one.
But Loren did not intend to listen to him.
Time is running out, Loren has no time, and he is not interested in accommodating these gangs of arrogance, and accompany them to play machine strikes here.
"Very well, the execution time is before dawn tomorrow." Loren nodded slightly and said coldly: "Enjoy your last night, Mr. Paulis Mihailo."
"I will sacrifice flags with the heads of you and your nineteen brothers, and then go south to attack Silver Helmet Mountain!"
After that, Loren turned around and left.
"impossible!"
The dwarf's expression suddenly changed color, and he quickly yelled: "With the army you have in hand, it is impossible to capture the Silver Helmet Mountain, Duke Byrne!"
"Maybe, but that has nothing to do with you." Loren didn't conceal the contempt in his words, he said without looking back, and continued to walk outward.
The sound of footsteps struck the ground, and also beat the dwarf's heart.
"Don't worry-even if it's dead, I have a way to drag your dwarves from Silver Helmet to Hell!"
The dwarf with wide eyes was pale, and he looked at the back of the dark-haired wizard turning away in disbelief ... He really met such an unreasonable human for the first time!
When did these greedy, cunning, calculated guys become as brutal as barbarians? !
"Wait! Me, I mean ..."
Looking at Loren, who still refused to stop, the dwarf immediately anxiously, struggling on the bed helplessly.
The dwarf wanted to say but he dare not say that two very different ideas were fighting in his mind, watching the figure go further and further away.
Damn, is he crazy, thinking he can really capture Silver Helmet Mountain? !
But what if he can really do it?
But what if he can't? !
"I can help you--!!!!"
The thick voice echoed over and over again ... the footsteps stopped.
Looking back slowly, the indifferent Loren looked at the figure that was dripping with sweat and gasping, his eyes narrowed:
"what did you just say?"
The dwarf shuddered.
"I, I mean, I mean ..." The sweaty dwarf panicked, completely without the original seriousness, his teeth clenched:
"If ... if you really want to capture Silver Helmet Mountain, I can help you!"
Loren frowned, hiding the smile in his eyes.
well.
The initiative is now in his own hands.
But on the surface, the dark-haired wizard still remained indifferent, even contemptuous: "There is no meaning of disrespecting you, but now I have 20,000 Byrons in this barracks, willing to fight for me to the end."
"There are another 5,000 Boi people, ready to wash the shame with the blood of your Silver Helmet Mountain dwarves-so even if you are a warrior who can beat a hundred, I don't think that you can change how much."
"That's because you don't know exactly what kind of fortress is Silver Helmet Mountain, but her strength is ..."
"I know that the Duke of Byron and even the cavalier kings have never captured any stronghold in the Yunling Kingdom." Loren's eyes narrowed, and his words turned:
"But, there are prerequisites-that is, the tunnel network that stretches the entire Yunling Kingdom, as well as reinforcements from various fortresses!"
The dwarf's eyes widened, his expression even more incredible.
Looking at his unbearable appearance, Loren sneered again: "Why, we have been fighting for hundreds of years, and we have been dating for hundreds of years. Do you still think that we still know nothing about the Yunling Kingdom?"
The answer is, of course, but who made Loren meet the well-known master Harlem van Ashamai?
"But now you are the enemy of Yunfeng Peak. The Silver Helmet Fortress cannot be supported in any direction. You even have to deploy your troops in the tunnels to guard against the army of the High King." Loren stared and said that he was absolutely determined:
"I can use 15,000 people to keep the Qiancheng City from the hands of 40,500 people; now I have 25,000 people in my hands, and I still can't attack the Silver Helmet Mountain, which advances and retreats?"
"You say this because you haven't seen the fortress in person." The dwarf shouted painfully, his expression very struggling and hesitant: "It's not as easy as you thought to capture her!"
"Our Silver Helmet Mountain is not as high as the peak of the mountain, so it is impossible to be captured ... but she is still a very strong fortress." The dwarf gritted his teeth:
"Even if you have a brave and loyal army, even if you are really good at strategy-if you want to capture her, you still have to pay a painful price, thousands or even tens of thousands of casualties!"
Loren was silent.
"But what do you get if you pay these deaths and injuries? The Supreme King of Yunfeng Peak will not thank you, and the fortress away from the local fortress will not bring much benefit. Your victory will only cause the Kingdom of Yunling, Baien and even the empire. War! "
The dwarf's difficult opening stared at Loren's face: "Under the flames of war, Silver Helmet Mountain is destined to die without a burial place. Can the benefactor escape?"
"Then what can you do?" The dark-haired wizard asked coldly, "Is it up to you to end this war?"
"It's impossible ... when we raise the rebellious flag, the war can't stop." With a sigh, the dwarf's face was extremely ugly:
"However, I can help you gain an advantage in this war!"
Loren raised his eyebrows ... the point is coming.
"Indeed, Silver Helmet Mountain is not as solid as the Golden Peak-but we also have our own pride. We are the first fortress in the Kingdom of Yunling to dig the Mithril Mine!" Paulis Mihailo suddenly angled At the beginning, the words were full of pride:
"Although the mines have dried up now, the tunnels in the mountains are even more vertical and horizontal, and even surpass the cloud network of the peak of the mountain. Only the" Abyss Mine "can be compared with it."
"I am the person in charge of the Ombudsman Office in the civilian area ~ EbookFREE.me ~ knows these tunnels-as long as I am there, I can take you and your team of elite soldiers to the top of the fortress, even for you Open the city gate; take the fortress without taking the blood! "
"You will then have the advantage of being the first mover in this war ... whether it is retreating immediately after the siege, or confronting the Supreme King, it is up to you to decide."
Loren frowned. "What do you want?"
"Stay alive." Paulis Mihailo's eyes glared: "You don't need too much, as long as you can keep hundreds of Mihailo's people in your territory-I promise, each of them The best craftsman! "
It sounds like a good idea. The dark-haired wizard has already moved a little, but he still doesn't change his face.
"Last question ... why would you want to help me?"
When the words fell, Paulis Mihailo was stunned, then his eyes were spitting fire, and his beard was shaking:
"That's because we were cheated!"