Nevsky's words opened up a new world for Qi Yan in an instant, and he was stunned!

Nevsky struck while the iron was hot, he took a step forward with a sincere expression, and said eagerly:

"When it comes to building weapons and equipment, who else can be more talented than the dwarves?And as long as Your Majesty is too close to the dwarves without blatantly, then you can still get the food and supplies of the human race, so that the situation of the centaur clan being eaten by Lelouch will have a chance to turn around, and at the same time, your hope of recovering the country is also greater, and all you need to pay is to come out and harvest a wave of human head military industry when the dwarves and Mordor are tired. ”

Nevsky's words made Beggar ponder, he understood the whole situation very well, Nevsky decided to help the dwarves for some reason, and Mordor would have a terrifying army to attack the dwarves, so Nevsky came to himself for help, although Nevsky's approach was very clear to him, and Nevsky definitely had his own careful thoughts, but Nevsky's words gave him a temptation that he could not refuse.

Participating in the war will definitely not be just such a simple battle, that battle will be extremely heavy and bloody, but the return is absolutely amazing, the support of the dwarves is no worse than the human race in some aspects, and more importantly, he is his own help to the human race, and he is a charcoal in the snow for the dwarves, and he can trade with the dwarves in a more equal and advantageous position, which is where the beggar is really tempted.

As long as the farming is stable and stable, the food will be solved sooner or later, but the industry is not satisfied in a day and a night, and what really restricts the begging is not the food that comes from the human race, but those weapons and equipment, if you have enough weapons and equipment, and give yourself 10,000 heavy riders, then you dare to kill directly to the magic tower, even if you don't dare to attack the city, then you can also grab a big grab in the core area of Mordor.

When the time comes, the sheer quantity of supplies and the abundance of slaves will lift the centaurs out of food scarcity in an instant.

Nevsky did not continue to speak but waited for Qiyan to think clearly, Nevsky believed that Qiyan would know very well what he needed, and Nevsky also knew very well that if Lelouch was one step ahead of Qiyan, he would always be one step ahead, even the second step, the third step!

The beggar seemed to have finally made up his mind, and suddenly looked at Nevsky:

"I promised!"

...

In front of the Supreme City is a rare basin plain, the Supreme City is built in the mountains behind the plain, rich mineral deposits and the plain suitable for cultivation in front of it, the excellent geographical environment of the city is identified, that only one side of the city wall needs to be built, it is to ensure the safety of the city to the greatest extent, the huge city wall is not inferior to the White City, and even can be compared with the Horn Fort, and in the eyes of the dwarves, if it is not their own economic strength is really not comparable to the human race, the dwarves can build the Supreme City into a super fortress far beyond the existence of the Horn Fort, after all, don't forget, the Horn Castle was also built under the design of the dwarves。

The dwarves will also reminisce about the glory, especially now that the Great War is about to break out, and the basin plains have long been deserted, and the clouds are still thick in the land that has lost its care, and even weeds are difficult to grow.

On the other side of the basin, the army of 50,000 Mordor camped on the spot, the camp that could not be seen was brightly lit, the iron furnace that repaired weapons before the war was whirring (ancient battles, there has always been a habit of repairing weapons before the war), the strong orc soldiers kept their fighting spirit high and roared neatly and lowly, and from time to time there came out the roar of the ogre, which made the camp even more eerie and terrifying, and from time to time one or two flying dragons flew out of it hovering in the air, and on it sat the powerful Mordor shaman, the body of the black robe, which seemed to contain endless power!

The dwarven soldiers stood on the city wall and looked at the scenery in the distance in silence, the fighting spirit of the restoration of the country had long been wiped out by the scenery in front of them, only the night wind under the dark clouds continued to pour into the cold iron armor, taking away a small amount of heat and bringing endless cold.

Harold walked along the city walls, and the view in the distance also shocked him, and he could clearly feel the fear coming from every dwarven soldier around him, although they still maintained a straight posture and the weapons in their hands were not relaxed, but anyone could see the fear and hesitation on their faces.

After inspecting the city wall again, he turned around and walked towards the city, compared to the cold outside the city, the city was undoubtedly much warmer, countless busy dwarves shuttled among them, they either transported battle materials, or rushed to the city wall to strengthen the defense, seeing this scene Harold slightly relaxed his mood.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the enemy will not attack tonight, and the dark clouds hovering over us have been affected by the north wind, and they should disappear tonight, and tomorrow will be a sunny day!"

Harold knelt in front of Olaf and reported the situation outside the city, Olaf was not sitting on the throne, he was dressed in fine heavy armor, where he stood with a sword, his face was full of fanaticism and perseverance about the coming war, at least not a single coward of the dwarven king.

Harold's debriefing caused Olaf to let out a low growl of slightly rage, and his right hand of the clenched sword relaxed, but his heart tensed again at the thought of tomorrow's weather.

Harold did not rush to leave after the report, Olaf looked at Harold in front of him, his eyes were very appreciative, Harold is one of the few outstanding generals among the dwarves, he led his peers in his village to attack and defeat a huge cave bear at the age of twelve, and the weapons used were only shovels and shovels such as tools, he was then valued by Olaf's father, and brought to his side to carefully educate, under the influence of many years, Harold has been developed to the greatest level, whether it is the art of command or the battle, Harold has the ability to despise any dwarf, so it was natural for Olaf to put the command of the army in Harold's hands.

"What's the matter?"

Olaf looked at Harold, who had not left, and asked, Harold knelt down on the hand and said:

"Your Majesty, have you sent the Centaur back, and do we have any information about the Centaurs now?"

Harold's words made Olaf stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were full of anger:

"Enough is enough, Harold!"

Olaf roared angrily:

"When did you become so cowardly, do you think that we dwarves can't win this battle without foreign help?"

In the face of Olaf's anger, Harold could only bow his head deeply.

Olaf fired a shot and waved his hand:

"Go out, stick to your post, and don't let me hear anything that contains weakness!"

Harold hurriedly bowed his head and left the palace quickly.

The battle was about to begin, but none of the dwarves had much confidence in the battle, and even Olaf, the High King of the Dwarves, was hesitant about the future, often asking himself if he was in too much of a hurry when he was alone. Because when the 50,000 Mordor army appeared in front of them, the dwarves now really understood what it meant to be at the peak of their military appearance, and what made Olaf even more desperate was that even if he defeated the 50,000 Mordor army in front of him, there would still be an unknown number of 50,000 troops, and the battle might be fought, but the war was lost from the beginning.

Olaf collapsed exhausted on the throne after driving Harold away, and the soft burrowing bear skin on the throne did not make Olaf feel half relieved.

"Your Majesty, Nevsky is back!"

The guard's words made Olaf open his eyes suddenly, and finally a warm flame appeared in his eyes, and the basin that had been tense with the appearance of the Mordor army appeared with a hint of relief:

"Let them in!"

...

"The centaur army has already set out half a month ago, they have brought a thousand heavy knights and four thousand nomadic knights, according to the agreement, they will arrive in a week!"

Finally, the dwarves have their first good news!

The north wind blew away the dark clouds that had been hovering over the Supreme City for a long time, and the sun shone on the earth after a long absence, if today's weather goes out for a spring outing, it must be an unforgettable experience, but this good weather can also bring people another unforgettable weather, the Mordor Legion that has been waiting for too long is moving!

Dealing with the dwarves, Mordor sent an army far stronger than the White City, countless tall and burly strong orc soldiers lined up in an extremely neat queue and drove into the battlefield one after another, and the trolls were no longer simply wearing ordinary armor, but were fully armed, and the weapons in their hands were even more hideous, and a full five Wyvern knights appeared in the air, and a great shaman appeared on the battlefield with four shamans.

Mordor hardly needs to spend more time to form a team, the entire terrifying army is like a giant mountain pressing down on the dwarves, countless phalanxes are arranged together, the number of trolls is almost universal to the point that there is an trolls in the middle of each phalanx, in the middle of the countless phalanxes, huge siege ladders, war drums came from the ladders, and the strong orcs roared loudly, accompanied by the war drums like the song of the god of war.

Behind the army, huge trebuchets had already been erected all over the hillside, and a large number of orcs and goblin minions operated these sophisticated war instruments, and some unarmored trolls helped to load the trebuchets.

The high momentum of Mordor's army made almost every dwarf breathe rapidly, and the dwarven soldiers at this time did not have the fear of last night, and finally had hope in the hearts of the dwarves who learned that there were a full five thousand knights rushing to support, they only needed to hold out for nine days, and after nine days, with the support of strong reinforcements, Mordor would definitely collapse.

Olaf said for two more days, leaving room for himself, as long as there is hope, the soldier will hold on, if there is no hope, then everything will be over.

A strong orc walked out of the group, he took a bow and arrow, raised it high, and shot it at the city wall, of course, such a long distance is no longer too powerful, but it is used to send a message, but it is very suitable:

"Your Majesty, Mordor said that if we surrender, then we are willing to return to pre-war relations!"