As soon as Young Master Lin, Lian, and the Bloodthirsty War Pig arrived here, they saw a good show of confrontation between the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group and the Dwarven Tribe.

Bruce, the leader of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Regiment, stared coldly at the dwarven tribe in front of him, with some happiness in his eyes.

I didn't expect my luck to be so good this time, I found the footprints of a dwarf tribe of thousands of people, traced all the way here, and finally caught up!

You must know that in the southern hilly area, it is a very dangerous thing to search for the dwarf tribe, even if the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group is an A-level mercenary group, but if it is surrounded by the dwarf tribes, it can only be dead or alive.

The large and small tribes of the dwarf clan add up, there are tens of thousands of people, and each dwarf clan is not only a natural forger, but also a natural warrior, and the combat power is strong.

If it weren't for the dwarf race's reproductive ability, it would not be as good as the orc empire in the north, and it would be far from being comparable to the orcs in terms of numbers, otherwise it would become an extremely headache for humans.

If this dwarven tribe of thousands of people were defeated and captured, it would be a great fortune, enough to make up for the previous losses of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group.

Thinking of the previous losses of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group, Bruce's heart couldn't help but twitch, it was a full hundred elites in the regiment, all of whom were above level seven fighters, and it was his hard work for many years!

In addition, there are two seventh-level magicians, as well as a ninth-level god of war, and most importantly, his son is among them!

I don't know what happened to his son, who led hundreds of elites in the regiment in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and he didn't survive and the whole army was wiped out!

This not only cost Bruce his son, but also hurt the vitality of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group.

Behind Bruce was the five thousand mercenaries of the Celestial Wolf Mercenary Regiment, including a ninth-level magic god. As well as five ninth-level war gods, in addition, there is also his contract demon pet, ninth-level demonic beast, Howling Moon Sky Wolf!

Except for some low-level warriors, the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group can be described as an elite one. The five thousand mercenaries were at least intermediate warriors of the fourth or fifth level, no worse than the warriors in the elite legions of the four empires.

After all, it is the top three A-level mercenary groups in the Heavenly Trench Continent, and its strength is extremely powerful.

This also made the dwarven tribes on the other side full of worries.

In front of the dwarven tribe, more than a thousand dwarven warriors in armor have gathered, and these dwarves are about one meter four in height, and they are cripples among humans.

But they all looked very strong, and each dwarf wore a two-horned helmet. Dressed in chain armor, he holds a sharp weapon in his hand.

These are dwarves, and from the outside, they all seem to look similar, because they all have sideburns and mustaches on their faces, and it is difficult to see their faces.

Although they were covered in armor, their broad shoulders showed how thick the dwarves' bodies were.

There are only two types of weapons for the dwarves. One is a short-handled battle axe, and the other is a short-handled war hammer. It glows with a terrifying edge.

The dwarves are natural warriors, although they look weak, but their physical fitness is no worse than the ace races among the orcs, such as the minotaurs, the lion people, the tiger people, and the bear people.

At the head stood three dwarves, unlike other ordinary dwarves. Their weapons are all double-parted, two double-edged battle axes, and their bodies are also extraordinarily thick, and their height can reach about one meter six.

The three dwarves all exuded a powerful aura and cultivated fighting energy. It has reached the level of a ninth-level god of war.

Bruce, the leader of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Regiment, stepped forward and said in a loud voice, "Dwarf, please come out with a clan member who can represent you and talk to me. ”

In the face of thousands of dwarven warriors, even if the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group can be defeated, it will have to pay a lot of price, if it can surrender the army without a fight, it is naturally the best.

If the other party is willing to sacrifice half of the dwarves, Bruce is willing to retreat without a fight. You must know that even if they win, the number of dwarven warriors they can capture is this number.

After all, war is about killing people. Being able to get five hundred dwarven captives without fighting was what Bruce would like to see the most.

Among the three dwarves in front of the dwarves, a red-bearded dwarf in the center stood up and shouted, "I, the patriarch of the Dwarven Tes tribe, stand here, and if you have something to say!" You despicable humans don't want to capture our people? ”

Bruce smiled and said loudly: "Yes, we are here to capture the dwarves, if you don't want your Tess tribe to disappear from now on, then, sacrifice five hundred dwarves, we will retreat."

Moreover, I can guarantee that the 500 dwarves you have offered will live a safe life, and the humans only need them to build weapons! ”

As soon as these words came out, some of the dwarves on the side of the dwarf tribe had already moved, after all, it was better to sacrifice five hundred clansmen than the entire tribe to lose their lives.

Moreover, even if those five hundred people arrived in the human capital, their lives would not be threatened.

But the dwarves who are willing to move are a minority after all, Bruce obviously underestimated the dignity of the dwarves, and the red-bearded dwarf patriarch looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter was full of disdain, "You despicable humans, you also want the great dwarven clan to surrender without a fight?" Even if we fight to the last of our tribesmen, we will never compromise with humans! ”

"Battle-"

The red-bearded dwarf patriarch roared angrily, and the weapon in his hand swung heavily above his head, and the powerful fighting spirit burst out with a loud bang.

"Battle-"

Thousands of dwarves roared at the same time, and although some had wavered a little before, the patriarch's orders were everything, and they also brandished their weapons and quickly found the best position.

Thousands of dwarves quickly dispersed, and in the surrounding hilly area, they found two high hills, which were in a state of horns.

Seeing the dwarves' movements, Bruce sighed helplessly, knowing that his wishful thinking could not be done, he waved his hand, made a gesture, and said lightly: "Let's do it!" ”

The ninth-level magic god beside him, as well as his demon pet, the existence of the ninth-level demonic beast, the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, did not make a move, their lethality was too great, and in order to reduce the casualties of the dwarf clan, they could only sweep the formation in the rear.

Before the war began, he was worried about the enemy's casualties, and he could only see it in this kind of war to capture the dwarves.

The five thousand elites of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Regiment are all fourth- and fifth-level elite warriors, including many sixth-level warriors, and a few seventh- and eighth-level warriors.

Although they lost hundreds of seventh- and eighth-level warriors last time, the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group still had some.

Five thousand elite mercenary warriors began to march towards the two hills occupied by the dwarves. (To be continued......)