Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 723: Reasons to aid Mirabar
After the undead came to Toril, the battles were either urban offensive and defensive battles that could be resolved in a few days, or they were divided into several groups of soldiers and horses to attack at the same time... When they divided their troops, it was indeed not easy to judge the overall situation. After all, the undead can always get lost in some strange places. When sending 1 million troops, there are only 200,000 left when they arrive... Even if they follow automatically.
The only thing where the undead fully participated was Aglaia's defensive battle... But at that time, the attention was probably all occupied by Su Lun who turned out to be out of nowhere.
So if it is not under the command of the gods who have definite information, other forces of Toril estimate the total number of undead, especially when the peak value is, it is easy to make a mistake.
But Luskan's side is obviously an experienced regional mission... as long as there is time, the undead will try to participate.
It has always been said that there are many orcs in the Spine of the World...but Hill thinks it is tens of millions, even if they divide some of them to attack the Mirabar dungeon, it will make no difference.
They must have hidden some troops, but the orcs died faster than they imagined. If they want to maintain the rhythm of the battle, they have to keep increasing their troops.
Hill has long observed that half-orcs in the mountains have been joining the battlefield in an endless stream... But with such a slow pace of battle, Hill felt that it was definitely not Luskan who was dragged to death in the end. .
He even felt that the Time-Space Artifact might be disappointed...the number of orcs was much smaller than they thought at first, how many days can this last?
The undead clans arrange battle areas according to meritorious deeds. For some relatively large clans, millions of people rotate that small area... If the battle ends too early, maybe those unlucky ghosts who are not in the order of the lottery will even be on the sidelines of the battlefield. I can't touch it a few times... If this is the case, the God of Time and Space will be scolded again...
Of course, the one who is more likely to be scolded is William... The undead have habitually regarded him as a representative of the dog plan, and they will sacrifice him to heaven whenever they are dissatisfied.
Hill didn't have to wait long before he heard huge cheers. The undead in the defense change area poured out a mass of black heads. Overturned the half-orc in front of him.
Hill heard a roar: "Fuck you all! Go to jail if you die! Live and destroy everything!"
Among the 'Chong Chong Chong' that resounded through the sky, the undead race rushed out of the city... Of course, soon someone responded to their call, and returned to the city to continue to go to jail... Those who rushed to the front were killed Of course the blame is the most, and the death must be faster than others.
Hill blinked, these rushing melee professions were glowing with elemental light of various colors, the dazzling light attracted everyone's attention, so people with poor eyesight might really not be able to spot those A figure looming in the halo... A part of the hidden troops of the undead on the east side has come online.
Hill was a little surprised to see that group of people swept away all the orcs within a thousand meters from the city wall, then quickly summoned their horses, and rushed directly to the eastern dwarf city of Mirabar.
In the judgment of the time and space artifact, it seems that this city is very important!
Hill felt that there might be something that he had overlooked.
Because of some past memories, he has been reluctant to contact dwarves, but William and the God of Time and Space seem to think otherwise...
Sill silently leaned on the sofa, and began to calculate their purpose in the sea of spirit...
He remembered something, and turned his head to ask: "Liszt, what is the relationship between the dwarves and the undead in Aglaia City?"
"Very good." Liszt emerged, flipping through his workbook, and said solemnly, "The materials that the dwarves forge every day are sold to them by the undead."
Hill was stunned for a moment. He remembered that those dwarves had already opened several iron-making blast furnaces in the corner of Baojian Mountain. Isolation circle.
"Sir." Liszt explained lightly, "Although the official and exclusive grocery store in Aglea City buys all kinds of materials, the purchase price of basic minerals for dwarves is much higher than ours.
Undead, of course, the first choice is to sell them, the second choice is to make alchemy items by yourself, and then sell them to us.
Mr. Lynn thought this was very good, so he didn't mention it to him. After all, we bought those basic minerals and put them in the warehouse... Your alchemy workshop has always used only your own materials. "
Sill didn't say a word... With just a little mana, he can get high-purity and relatively uniform basic ores, and the bulk goods outside can't even get a look from him.
"Speaking of which, dwarves and gnomes both came from the same world, and for some reason, their relationship is not very good." Liszt said a little strangely, "It's not that there is any conflict...but I just don't want to be with you. deal with each other."
"The more you understand Toril, the more the dwarves and gnomes will understand how ridiculous their life in Fenenriel was." Hill can understand that subtle psychology, "So I don't want to have to deal with knowing that I am black. Dealing with people from history.
On the contrary, it is easier for them to communicate with the undead who have a little knowledge... After all, in the eyes of the undead, they are just blinded unlucky ghosts.
But they only know what happened in the past, can they not be embarrassed when they see each other?
The same race can warm each other, other races forget it...
Besides, dwarves always thought they were smarter than dwarves, but when they were in Felenriel, they were stupid from the beginning to the end, but the dwarves retained a lot of reason under the rule of the son of god. "
Liszt couldn't help shaking his head: Why is Hill always very accurate and proficient in making this kind of judgment, but always confused when he can analyze it clearly?
After pondering for a while, Hill said softly, "William...doesn't he still want to find that Dylinka?"
The chief culprit who messed up Trasil together with the gray dwarf god, of course Hill also looked for him after he came to Toril.
But for so many years, there is no news about him. The Dilo dwarf **** mainly exists in the abyss.
The same is true for the **** of the gray dwarves. With Rose, the stories where he basically appears are stepping stones stepped on by spiders, but there is no more news.
After thinking for a while, Hill found an encyclopedia of dwarf races that he had collected on the bookshelf, and silently opened the genealogy of the dwarves of Mirabar. He might have overlooked something...
Swipe across a paragraph of text with your fingers, this shield dwarf tribe known as the "Axe Family" has a good relationship with the fire dwarves on the elemental plane of fire... but it is suspected that they were inspired by Moradin to move back to the ground from the underground world The blood of the gold dwarves, ostracized when one of the dwarven kingdoms fell apart, eventually moved to Mirabar to take over the goblin mines.
The reason why this group of dwarves can survive very well at the foot of the Spine of the World where giant dragons often appear and half-orcs ravage is because they are protected by the crystal dragon Celine Della Grosto. This female adult dragon is moody. But she is gentle in nature, and those dwarves even regard her as a 'mother'.
In the past, Hill's attention to the Mirabar dwarves was actually all on the crystal dragon, so he ignored...the golden dwarf blood in them.
William, who was not here, ruled out the dragon lady, and stared directly at the Mirabar dwarf.
Hill sighed lightly. In these respects, he was much worse than William, but since he had a direction, he was of course willing to cooperate.
She dug out the record of the Northland dragon that she wrote, and copied all the things related to Celine Della Grosto: Wounded in battle, Rouse lost his mind, and went mad, attacking some of the dwarves who were working outside the cave.
And when she regained her sanity and returned to the territory, the dwarves did not complain at all, but thanked her for her efforts and sacrifices.
This moved Celine Della Grosto very much, and she was protecting the shield dwarves almost like grass and trees.
The style of the undead is likely to cause the crystal dragon lady to overreact. Hill handed the copied pages to Liszt: "Send it to the Time and Space Artifact, and tell him that the person who got along with the Mirabar dwarves You have to be careful, their guardians are a bit oversensitive."
Before Liszt left, Hill said slowly: "Please inform me of the progress of the Time and Space Artifact. I am also from Trasil."
Liszt solemnly took the order and left, but Hill's eyes were full of waves: He felt that William was too easy to talk to when facing Corellon...
Compared to Hill's endless search for the whereabouts of the enemy, with the help of the elf gods, it is indeed more likely to find the culprits...
It is not true that only Corellon benefits from this cooperation.
Indeed, for Trassil ~IndoMTL.com~ the elves also caused a lot of trouble, but for the humans of Trassil, those dwarves from the abyss are the main culprits that nearly wiped out the human race .
The Trasil elves under the rule of the Elven God King actually hate the earth gods the most.
But the human **** system is not like this... Although the elves have brought a lot of troubles, they have also brought a lot of benefits... The rapid development of humans did appear with the help of the elves.
Even if this help is a poison with a little honey...but after humans eat honey, they spit out most of the poison.
It was the dwarves who almost brought the humans of Trassil to a dead end.
Hill couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, he thought too simply.
He looked at the northeast corner, half-orcs had already poured down from the mountain, filling up the battlefield again, and the caves of those necromancers were about to be dug to the rocks.
When is the Time and Space Artifact going to stop their retreat?
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