Horn City, the temporary seat of the Dwarven Court in the Hall of War.

"Whew—" A snort rose and fell like the flames of the brazier in the center of the hall, and the brilliant and delicate flames set off the two confronting figures, King Nuvat and General Yaroket Thunderspear.

"Pop" The sound of carbon fire in the brazier echoed through the hall, and Novat's low, confused voice rang out at the same time, "I'm not sure... I don't know if I want to join the Elf Alliance or continue to work with Pedy Reagan. ”

“... I'm still thinking about it, it's going to need to be considered, isn't it? ”

"But time doesn't allow us to think too much, Pedy Reagan wouldn't like such an ally, and the elves don't need such friends. Yaroket Thunderspear walked over to the king's table, "Although, the ambitions of the Shikan-Silveraxe are known throughout the continent, he won't be stupid enough to make enemies everywhere... He knows better than Naps that it is better to be an ally with us than to be a mortal enemy for the development of his clan. ”

"Two years ago, in the war between the orcs and the Empire, the orcs were in an absolute advantage, but Shikan-Silveraxe suddenly killed two of his allies and signed an armistice with the Empire as quickly as possible. What does it mean that a few months ago, Shikan-Silveraxe was able to voluntarily cede the fertile land of the Clans?"

General Thunderspear asked himself, "This shows that in the eyes of Shikan-Silver Axe, the war of unification of the orcs is more important than anything else, and he can give everything for this!" As he spoke, he grabbed the wine glass on the table, poured his head down, and spat out two breaths, then continued: "In a sense, we should indeed stop this unification war between Shikan-Silver Axe, but... Do we have what it takes to stop it?"

Novat was stunned, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "After we join the Elven Alliance, the Elves, Werewolves, and the Brotherhood will all help us. ”

"Of course, it's a must!" Yaroket-Thunderspear nodded, "But how do they help, supplies? or troops? supplies, how do they transport them? From the Lordan Mountains, are you going to expose our secret routes to the Elven Alliance? By sea? The elves only have fleets, and their ocean-going caravans mostly rely on the remnants of merchant ships from the Hoko Islands, and as for the army... Are you going to let the elven coalition troops into our territory?"

Novat's eyebrows furrowed even deeper at the hearing these words, but Yaroket-Thunderspear's words didn't stop, "Look at the allies of Shikan-Silveraxe, they have successfully landed in the military port of Nustri, and they are in the northern territory of the Two-Headed Clan... This huge army of more than 70,000 men was formed simply because of Pedy Reagan's words, and if Pedi Reagan wanted to, more troops could land on Nustri Harbor again in the next twenty days!"

Yaroket-Thunderspear shook his head regretfully, "Think about the gap between this, what do we use to stop the unification war of Shikan-Silveraxe?And with our support, that fool of Napus may be able to resist the attack of Shikan-Silveraxe in a short time, but what about later? This is a serious question, once we intervene in this war, it means that there is no possibility of reconciliation with Shikan-Silveraxe!" he stared at his king, his eyes widened, "Do we have to do everything we can to help Napus?"

"The unified orc clan is too dangerous for us. Branding Force-Gray Iron didn't know when he came to his senses, he walked to the side of Yaroket-Thunderspear with a tall wine glass, "If we let the orcs complete the unification, it will be equivalent to placing a destructive magic circle around us that can be activated at any time. ”

"Even if the orcs are united, their target will not be the Western Continent like a desert. Yaroket-Thunderspear shook his head, "Shikan-Silveraxe is very smart... Fight us for a wilderness or re-enter the Clans, anyone with a brain will know how to choose!"

"That's just your guess, man. ”

"Well-founded speculation. Yaroket-Thunderspear shrugged, "Why should we join the Elven Alliance, they are offering terms that are almost equal to what we have now gained in the Common Trade Circle, and we have to risk interfering in the orc civil war. ”

"If the orcs continue the civil war, the Western Continent will be up to us. ”

"Do you have shit in your head?" "Yaroket-Thunderspear's face was a little excited, and he directly smashed his fist on the head of Burning Force-Gray Iron.

"Bang!" - the gray iron immediately returned to color,

"Stop!" Novat grabbed two wine glasses from the table and smashed them directly on their heads.

Yaroket Thunderspear rubbed his smashed head, flipped up from the ground and said, "I just want General Branding to come to his senses... The elves are only using us, using our powers and the stone-silver axe to stumble in the city of Lacnivi, and they don't have to do anything themselves!" he looked agitated, "and besides, the person we are helping is Napus, who is as stupid and useless as a stone in the desert!"

"What good did Pedy Reagan and Shikan Silver Axe give you to speak for them like this. Burning Force-Gray Iron also rubbed his head, "Now that the Eastern Continent is up to the elves, it is wise to cooperate with them. ”

Yaroket Thunderspear looked at Branding Force-Grey Iron with an idiot's gaze and asked, "What are the elves trading with us for?"

"What's the use?"

"What do elves buy our ordnance for?"

"Gold, of course!"

"Is it a dragon coin, or is it a crown?"

"Sometimes it's a dragon coin, but most of the time it's krona. ”

"My Majesty. Yaroket Thunderspear looked at Nuvat, "It's already obvious... Although the elves have broken the rule of the empire by force, they will not rule, let alone govern. After the end of the Battle of the Suk Plains, the upper echelons of the elves did not even appear, and the Suk Plains were still in the hands of humans. ”

"But everything is dominated by the elves. ”

"I bet with my last name that it's only temporary... Because elves are really stupid sometimes. Yaroket-Thunderspear had a disdainful expression, "The elves don't seem to have learned the lessons of the war more than three hundred years ago, when the elven council had so many wise men, but the decisions they made were so mentally retarded!"

Hearing these words, Nuvat nodded subconsciously, he really didn't understand what was going on in the minds of those elves who claimed to be highly intelligent creatures. The empire was finally destroyed, but they didn't care about the Suk Plains. And this was the main reason why he hesitated to join the Elven Alliance, after all, the leader of the alliance was too unreliable.

And the members of the Ocean Trade Commons, whether they are Pedy Reagan or Shikan Silveraxe, have been as bright as the brightest stars in the night sky in recent years.

"My Majesty..."

"Shut up!" Yaroctt Thunderspear yelled, "don't use your shit-pretending head to give your opinion. ”

"You should shut up!"

"Shut up, y'all!" Novat roared, kicking over the table in front of him.

The tumbling table caused the two generals to dodge to both sides at once.

"Get out of here, now!"

But the two generals paid no attention to the furious king, and they waited for each other to walk out of the door with angry eyes. When he was about to reach the door, Branding Force-Gray Iron roared, "I'm going to duel you." ”

"Whoever is afraid of you, we will go to the dueling arena now. ”

The two of them stopped as they spoke, and at the same time turned to look at their king, "Your Majesty, please adjudicate our duel..."

"I said, get out of here!" Novat growled impatiently.

The two of them didn't care about the kingdom's anger, and at the last moment of exiting the room, Yaroket Thunderspear couldn't help but shout, "I will let my eldest son come and invite you, Your Majesty." ”

"It should be my eldest son who should invite Your Majesty!"

"Shut up, you idiot with a shit in your head. ”

"You're just..."

Unable to care about the conversation between his two generals now, Novat turned and rested back on the Iron Throne. In the argument just now, although he had the least words, he had the most things in his head.

Continuing to maintain cooperation with the Ocean Trade Circle, the endless mineral resources of the Western Continent can bring huge profits to the kingdom. After all, the Common Circle, which accounts for 70% of the trade market of the entire continent, is no joke, and with the help of the trade of the Common Circle, the Dwarven Kingdom may be able to live in its own territory in peace as it has for the past three hundred years.

Joining the Elven Alliance, dominating the situation in the Western Continent and controlling the continent's trade market on its own sounds really good. At least, when Novat first heard this suggestion, he was still quite moved, but under General Yaroket's explanation just now, he felt that the price paid was a bit unbearable, and after the price was paid, it was not certain whether the established effect could be achieved.

Novat was sure that General Yaroket's words were not what he had in mind. But what difference does that matter, after all, those words are basically true.

On top of that, the elves actually only sent werewolves to talk about it, which made King Nuvat feel insulted by the elves. And the Kingdom of Crulia sent Aemond, the former treasurer of the kingdom, who represents Pedy Reagan. On top of that, Pedy Reagan was going to hold a summit at the Goblin North Sea Transit Point, and he had already received an invitation to the meeting.

But despite this, Novat was still hesitant, because he was not sure if Pedy Reagan would be able to gain a foothold in the next battle for supremacy in the Eastern Continent, after all, the elves were now too powerful in the Eastern Continent.

And the ongoing war in Lacnivi made it clear to Nowat the authority of Pedy Reagan within the trade commons. In just one sentence, all the forces in the northern seas of the continent united to form a large-scale expeditionary force!

This kind of power makes Novat feel incredible, but when you think about it, you take it for granted. Because whether it is the goblin or the Baru Kingdom, Pedy Reagan has given them considerable benefits, and even the Shikan-Silver Axe must be under the rules of interest set by the Kruria Kingdom.

"Sedan!Sedan! damn it, Sedan-Hammer!" Novat called out to the eldest son's name.

"Coming, coming!" "What do you command, my father?" said the door to the war hall as the door was rudely pushed open, and a dwarf in heavy armor, cloaked in redstone, and wearing a round helmet. ”

"Two bastards, Yaroket and Brand, are going to have a duel in the Colosseum, and tell all the nobles in Clarion City, that if I don't see them in the Colosseum in half an hour, I'll let them not see wine for a year!" Novat said in a loud voice, revealing his current cheerful mood.

When Saidan heard his father's words, the bored expression on his face suddenly disappeared without a trace, "This is really good news, I can't help but go to the gladiatorial arena now." ”

As Prince Saidan was about to leave, Novat shouted again, "Bring the messenger of the Kingdom of Kruria, and I am sure he will be glad to take part in such a show." ”

Prince Saidan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Where is the werewolf?"

"Werewolves, we don't have werewolves here!"

Half an hour later,

The pitch-black gladiatorial arena of Clarion City was illuminated by rising flames.

After a while, the nobles of the city appeared in the gladiatorial arena with a smell of wine that could never be dissipated. The dwarves were not like human gentlemen, nor as graceful as elves, and the vulgar language that hung over the arena never stopped as soon as they sat down.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, amid the great cheers and shouts, the heavily armored Yaroket-Thunderspear and the Brand-Gray Iron appeared in the gladiatorial arena. There were no exciting speeches, and no superfluous nonsense, and as soon as they met, the two picked up their respective tomahawks and fought together.

"Fuck him, fuck that bastard!"

"That bastard Yaroket should fall, let him fall and eat dirt!"

Don't expect the dwarves to watch this duel in silence, they have the energy to never run out.

The duel below was not decided quickly, and the two sides were annoyed by the entanglement, and soon, they were scuffling together like the two people in the duel below. Slowly, people were not satisfied with the fists and kicks on the stage, they put on their equipment and rushed into the gladiatorial arena with weapons in their hands...

The duel between the two quickly turns into a scuffle!

On the high platform on the north side of the auditorium, protected by a row of heavily armored guards, King Novat and Baron Aemond drank ale and enjoyed the duel in the gladiatorial arena... Talking about fighting.

Aemond had a smile on his face all the time, and he had reason to laugh now, he was smiling from the bottom of his heart at the document that King Nuvat had signed before the duel.

His mission is accomplished!

He begins to fantasize about what will happen when he returns to the kingdom...

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the cheers that burst eardrums resounded over the entire gladiatorial arena.

It was Yaroket Thunder Spear who knocked out the Burning Force-Grey Iron!

Baron Aemond woke up from his fantasies and looked at the excited Yaroket Thunderspear below, and the smile on his face became even more pronounced.

"It was a good duel. Baron Aemond whispered.

Novat immediately responded: "Yes, it's exciting!"