If you ask which race is the cheapest labor force on the continent.

The answer is dwarves.

If you ask which race is the least threatening on the continent.

The answer is dwarves.

If you ask who is the best bully on the mainland.

The answer is still dwarves.

It's hard to imagine that there is a race on the continent that is intimidated by all the people, and the dwarves are this race.

In fact, in the Darkest Age, the dwarves also showed off the audience.

When all the indigenous races on that continent fought against each other, the dwarves also carried guns and shields and struck the invaders of the other space.

The golden dwarves carried large mud sticks weighing tens of pounds, the silver dwarves wheeled with iron hammers, the lava dwarves rode the pulp fire beasts, the titan dwarves fought hand in hand with the large alien beasts, the hill dwarves cheered on the big rear, and the gray dwarves shivered on the ground.

The dwarven ancestors have also written legends and glories, except for the hill dwarves and gray dwarves.

It's a pity that the one who rushes fast, dies fast, rushes the fiercest, and dies the fastest.

By the middle of the Darkest Age, the brave dwarven ancestors were basically all hanging, and the remaining hill dwarves, wild dwarves, snow dwarves, cave dwarves and other war-fearing coercion had nothing to lose, but they were nailed to the pillar of shame forever.

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With the passage of time, to this day, dwarves are basically equated with coercion, because those dwarf races that are good at fighting are almost dead, and all of them have escaped from the world, and what appears in front of the world is the persecuted dwarves of Kamai and Sean and others.

So nowadays, as long as it is an intelligent race, no one will count on dwarves when they are alive and dead.

Except for Chu Ci.

Most people scoff at the dwarven race, and to be precise, all races have this attitude towards the dwarves.

But Chu Ci firmly believes that coercion can also be changed from the day after tomorrow.

Chu Ci not only believed in the dwarves, but also gave the dwarves a chance, a chance to show off the audience again.

On the mainland, the first paramilitary formed air force was composed of dwarves, and it was also the coercion of coercion, the hill dwarves.

And Kamai, with his people today, will prove to the world that they can also reap life in the form of death.

Witton fires flares for ground guidance.

Moments later, the dwarves who had soared into the sky formed a bombardment formation in the air.

More than a thousand flying beasts flew neatly through the sky corridor above the heads of the Beamon orcs.

The reason why they were able to maintain such a neat formation was not because the dwarves were so talented and able to train so well in two days, but because of the leading griffons and blue-billed hawks.

Originally, the dwarves flew on giant ravens, which required a lot of aviation to understand the basic commands given by the dwarves.

Later, the dragon expert Kamai became a flying beast expert again, and it was found that the giant crow's obedience to the blue-billed hawkmon and griffon, which are also flying beasts, is very high, as long as these two flying beasts lead the way, they will honestly follow behind, but there is one thing, that is, the pilot flying beast must be the female.

The Dwarven Aviation Regiment, which has been expanded again, ushered in its debut, not to fight any Battle Spirit Sword Sect, not to catch any dragons, but to invest a lot on the battlefield!

The Wolf Tooth Tribe has a large number of flying combat dwarves, which are well known to everyone on the continent, especially Miller, who has long studied the combat structure of the Wolf Tooth Tribe.

Therefore, under the command of Miller, the army of archers, who had been prepared for a long time, did not hurriedly release their arrows, but waited for the dwarves to lower their altitude.

However, the dwarven aviation regiment did not give them a chance to release their arrows, and although the flight speed was not fast, the altitude was kept at a safe distance, and the archers could not pose an effective threat.

It is worth mentioning that this Beamon army did not bring wind elves to the battle.

Because there has already been a wind elf who have defected to the Wolf Tooth Tribe, and Elsie is still the patriarch of the Wind Elf, Beamon is afraid that if he brings the wind elves to the battlefield, he will defect to Elsie and the Wolf Tooth tribe again

Hit.

The Beamon archers waited, as did Prince Lionheart and Miller.

Although the orcs are composed of multiple races, most of the main battle races are huge hand-to-hand tanks, almost no race is good at shooting, and those who serve as archers are some powerful main battle races, archery can be said to be none, but they are ready to win by numbers, anyway, there are so many dwarves, and a wave of arrow rain can always shoot some dead.

They were waiting for the dwarves to lower their altitude and fire their arrows as soon as they came within range.

Miller had studied the dwarven air force of the Wolftooth tribe, and before throwing the burning flask, the dwarves needed to mark the ground first, otherwise the accuracy would be similar, and the transparent vials thrown from high altitudes could easily be blown hundreds of meters away by the strong winds in the wasteland.

But what they were waiting for was not the dwarves who lowered their height, but the lumps of iron that emitted black smoke.

The more than 1,000 giant crows didn't need to aim at all, just watch the direction of the wind and throw these iron lumps, because this time they were not throwing burning flasks.

After dropping tens of thousands of these lumps at once, the dwarves flew to the horizon.

More than a thousand flying beasts, from south to north, flew over Beamon's head, threw down countless iron bumps, and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

At 4.5 kilometers to the north, ten teleportation circles have just been erected, and they are going there to replenish ammunition.

The battlefield was surprisingly quiet.

There is no flickering fire, no soaring flames.

Miller's heart tightened.

Not a burning flask?!

When those iron bumps were about to fall to the ground, Witton pinched his waist and laughed wildly: "Remember what I said, in front of the Wolf Tooth Tribe, the number of them is meaningless!"

As soon as the words fell, those dense iron bumps smashed against the special cloth held up by those main battle races.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The continental version of the black gunpowder showed its hideous face to the world.

Deafening explosions resounded through the Beamon army.

The thunderous explosions were accompanied by miserable screams, and the heroic orcs could no longer maintain their formation, and they scurried with their heads in their hands.

Flesh and blood flying, stumps and broken arms, and flames rolling, this is the true portrayal of Beamon's army at this time.

Not only the Beamon army, but also the Terran coalition army was also terrified.

They couldn't imagine who could cause such a lot of damage other than the Saint-Order Elementals.

The next second, they denied the thought in their hearts.

Not even the Holy Rank can do that!

The Holy Order can't do it, but the dwarves of the Wolftooth Tribe can.

The first wave of bombing, in fact, did not cause much damage.

But the power was too strong, and the thunderous explosion was too terrifying.

Any intelligent species instinctively fears the unknown, the threatened, whether orcs or humans.

The orcs completely poured blood mold, because of the elemental shielding field, their formation was too dense, people crowded, people pressed people, people stepped on people, people got on people, and there was nowhere to hide.

The flame-retardant fabric had long since been blown apart, and the orc's body was on fire.

The first appearance of the continental version of black gunpowder, as in the case of Earth, was due to an accident.

On Earth, black gunpowder was originally meant to be eaten, and it was also given to the emperor.

In ancient times, there was a very special profession called alchemist.

The alchemists' job is to mix and match various recipes, and then make a highly sealed furnace to refine demons, the principle is similar to that of a pressure cooker.

Later, the alchemist found that once the three substances such as charcoal, sulfur, and nitrate were mixed, there would definitely be a violent reaction, and if it was in a specific proportion, it would definitely explode, and black gunpowder appeared.

Therefore, this thing was originally used for eating, not for frying.

In the Wolf Tooth Tribe, this thing is not used to blow people, but for the dwarves of the hills

to smelt the frozen iron.

In order to equip the warriors, the frozen iron had to be melted into molten iron, but the substance was so hard that it required a special kind of combustion powder, which was derived from a mineral that was unique to Flame Hammer City, but not much in stock.

The dwarves of the hills are the kind of people who live one day at a time, and they use this kind of combustion powder when smelting black iron, and as a result, it is not enough when they smelt frozen iron.

There were two people in the camp, who were known to be very smart, one was Wocha and the other was Sten.

The hill dwarves approached the two men and asked for a solution.

Si Teng didn't know what smelting was, he didn't have any tricks at all, but Wocha led people into the Sleepless Forest to find a substance similar to the burning powder.

The results were not similar, but they found a metal element with a very strong affinity, and after bringing it back to the camp, Si Teng analyzed the results, which were 85% similar to sulfur ore.

Coincidentally, there is still a large amount of nitrate in the tribe.

There is a large amount of saltpeter in the Kanding Mountains, and when Chu Ci grabbed the frozen iron from the rear of Beamon, a large amount of nitrate ore was placed next to it, not for military purposes, but to be brought to the royal city of Beamon to cool down those princes and nobles.

Nitrate can not only be used to make black gunpowder, but also can make ice, but the main ingredient of this thing is sodium nitrate, which is a chemical agent, and it can be used to make ice, but it cannot be eaten.

Like what is written on the Internet, who has traveled back to ancient times and held this kind of artificial ice to gnaw wildly, it is completely nonsense, this thing will have diarrhea if you eat less, and you will go to the ICU if you eat more.

With nitrate, sulfur, and a lot of charcoal, there was no place left, so Sten got the black gunpowder out.

In fact, at the beginning, the tactics discussed by Chu Ci and Yan Entropy, Wang Dafu and others only revolved around five words--- carpet bombing, and now the burning flask has been updated to the fourth generation, and even Chu Ci doesn't know what Si Teng added later to cause the effect of explosion.

However, the power of black powder is obviously much more powerful than that of the fourth-generation burning flask.

The power is one thing, but the main thing is the sound.

The entire orc army was in chaos, and it was because of this loud noise that they were extremely frightened.

Panic spread, and more than a thousand giant crows led by Kamai flew back again, and the black iron bumps fell like raindrops.

Again the palpitating sound of explosions and the flames of fear.

The Flying Beast has a limited load, and the weight of black gunpowder is higher than that of a burning flask, so it can only bombard twice.

More than a thousand Dwarves of Flame Hammer City have finally begun to return home.

At their feet was a sea of fireworks.

After returning home, the dwarves landed on the ground and burrowed into the teleportation circle again.

The Terran generals retreated in unison, making way for a passage, as if the dwarves were even more terrifying than the dragons.

More than a thousand hill dwarves no taller than their crotches, in less than a quarter of an hour, had caused more casualties than all the Terran legions had fought to the death since the beginning of the war.

The dwarves' show was not over yet, and when they came out of the teleportation circle again, they were carrying animal skin bags dyed army green, and they were majestic.

Time is limited, the black powder is not too much, the two intensive bombardments have been exhausted, and the next thing is to use a burning flask.

After the dwarf rose into the air again, he repeated his old tricks, climbed the height to stabilize the formation, and swooped through the bombardment.

If the flask had been thrown at the beginning, Beamon's casualties would have been so great, because Miller had prepared for the flame-retardant fabric to minimize the power of the flask.

It's a pity that Miller was unlucky, and Chu Ci's luck was too good.

At this time, how can the orcs be in the mood to pick up and piece together those special flame-retardant fabrics, in the face of death threats, everything is so small, everyone rushes into each other, tramples on each other,

There are many kinds of death, and the explosion is shattered and burned black, which is undoubtedly one of the most terrible ways to die.