Pitch-black smoke filled the sky above the cloud peaks, and a loud howl exploded in the throats of every dwarf.

With the first gate breached, the three defensive lines on the periphery of Cloud Peak also collapsed one after another, but under the orders of the dwarf Igor, the defenders of each defensive line did not hold the line but retreated in an orderly manner, and at the same time destroyed the passage between the city's defense weapons and the defensive line.

The aim was to hinder the rebels' offensive and to divide the coherent offensive.

Igor succeeded.

The dwarven legions, which were originally independent of each other, encountered obstacles, and the offensive posture was instantly torn apart, and they fought separately, while the defenders who retreated in advance were always fully organized and calmly built new defensive positions in the city.

Compared with the rebels, Yun Fengfeng's advantage lies in the absolute unity of command system and the morale to defend his homeland, while the disadvantage is that the disparity in strength is very large, resulting in each front facing several times the number of enemies.

Therefore, after the city gate was breached by the enemy's surprise attack, Igor did not hesitate to abandon the overly open perimeter, and instead put the enemy close to the narrow and complex terrain of the city, and then use the geographical advantage and mobile forces to fight street battles with the enemy.

Because the enemy is a "coalition army" of more than a dozen city-states and is not subordinate to each other, it can only rigidly and rigidly carry out the plan set before the war, without the slightest flexibility at all; once the set goal and connection are lost, the entire chain of command will collapse in an instant, and they will be forced to fight separately.

As a result, a vigorous "Siege of Cloud Peak" quickly turned into a large melee between tens of thousands of dwarves entangled inside and outside a fortress city-state.

The situation was so chaotic that in the end, even Igor could not fully control the defenders in the city, so he had to lead his own guards and a small number of mobile regiments to constantly engage the rebels who met between the various barricades

After three years of dwarven civil war, the final battle was once again launched in the capital of the Yunling Kingdom - there was no more order, no more orders, only each other in front of them, and the swords in their hands!

Black smoke obscured the dome and roared like thunder, every street was ablaze, every alley was the sonorous sound of swords clashing, arrows piercing the sky, and weapons were harvesting the lives of each other.

They held the same battle flags, chanted exactly the same slogans, wore the same armor and equipment, and used the same tactics of attack, defense, detour, surprise, ambush, counter-ambush, breakthrough, and counter-breakthrough with the same carved and reproduced tactics......

Completely out of control, the rebels and the "king army" of Yunpinnacle who fell into cannibalism completely turned the entire Yunpinnag into a huge slaughterhouse and flesh mill;

In order to destroy a barricade, an entire street can be set on fire, in order to resist the arrows of the defenders, prisoners can be driven to act as meat shields, and in order to deter the besieging enemy, the heads of the rebels can be cut off and fortifications can be built "from local materials...... The two sides exhausted their material resources and dug out their hearts to turn the capital of the Yunling Kingdom into ruins full of corpses.

In addition to these dwarves, the corrupt demons who have slaughtered half of the population of Cloud Peak are also "conscientiously" carrying out their "home" work, fighting against the stubborn garrison legions.

"Boom ————!!!!"

In several alleys near the city gate, two identical armies suddenly met in the barricades, and then "tacitly" clenched the weapons in their hands and raised them towards each other "enthusiastically".

"Array ——!"

With a uniform slogan, the equally scarred dwarven warriors on both sides formed a distinctive shield wall, raised their bloodstained halberds, and leaned forward.

"Crossbow ——, ready ——!"

With nervous and hurried small steps, the crossbowmen on both sides scrambled to place the heavy crossbow in their hands on the shoulders of the robe in front of them, aiming at the heads of their compatriots opposite;

Even the feet of each other are covered with each other's bones and pools of blood soaked in stone slabs, and it is difficult to distinguish between the burning and collapsed houses on both sides, just like the ...... on a stage

"Offensive ——!"

...... It's funny.

"Fight for the Yunling Kingdom, long live the High King——!!!!"

The sound of heavy, chaotic footsteps made the air tremble.

At that moment, the dwarven warriors on both sides charged against the oncoming one, whistling arrows that tore through the air, and the streets resounded with the sound of arrows colliding, piercing, shattering, and falling from shields and armor.

There were also dwarven warriors who fell on the stone pavement of the charge, trampled repeatedly by the robes that were still roaring and roaring behind them, and turned into corpses that no longer twitched and struggled.

In the next second, they roared and finally hit each other hard.

Bang——!

Blades are staggered.

In the chaotic battle, the two sides finally could no longer distinguish each other's figures, and could only judge who was the enemy and who was the friend by the direction of the attack.

After a round of confrontations, the "Wang Army" of Yunfeng, which obviously had more troops and a more complete military appearance and structure, immediately gained the upper hand; in the front, the rebel hoplites abandoned their shields, roared and held halberds in both hands, and smashed down at the helmets and shields on the opposite side; with a desperate counter-charge, they forcibly stopped the "Wang Army" that was about to break through the defense line.

But in the face of an enemy with the same equipment and the same training, but many times more numerous, this is doomed to futility.

In the next second, the central line of Yunfengfeng's "Wang Army" quickly concentrated on both sides, giving way to the main force of the "rebels" to launch a counter-charge; the "rebel" soldiers, who had failed in the first round of offensive, were immediately pierced through their chests by the halberds in the rear row.

In the sound of steel tearing through steel and steel piercing through flesh and bones, they collapsed to the ground one after another, and before they could struggle twice, they were trampled on top of their heads by the iron boots that were lifted one by one.

"Poof——!

As the final offensive of the "rebels" was destroyed, the front line also collapsed, and a bloody battle came to an end in the burning streets covered with blood and corpses.

The remaining "rebel" fighters are still desperately wielding their weapons and shielding themselves from falling, but this futile and sporadic resistance is not destined to last long, and its numbers are becoming less and smaller.

A majestic dwarf wearing armor and a crystal crown pushed away the dwarven guards and warriors in front of him, and walked straight towards the "rebels" who were still resisting at the end without looking at the warriors who were still cleaning the battlefield on both sides.

"You fought bravely and stubbornly!" With a vigorous voice, the dwarf Igor stood in front of the "rebels" who were still resisting, and said coldly: "But the battle is over, surrender." ”

"In the name of the Yunling Kingdom and the Supreme King, I guarantee that you will get an absolutely just and reasonable end!"

"Absolutely just and reasonable end - don't make me laugh, Igor!"

A dwarf in the rebel army, who looked like an obvious nobleman, pushed away the warrior in front of him and stood in front of Igor with a hideous face: "Tell me, what qualifications do you have to say such things?!"

"More qualified than all of you!" Igor's words were full of anger: "Look at these two sides, see what you have done, and then ask me who made the noble and great Yunling Kingdom fall into the dying situation it is now!"

"It's been three years... Do you want to say that it was the peak of the clouds that provoked the civil war?!"

Igor roared through gritted teeth.

"Of course, it was the Silverhelm Mountain and our ...... that started the civil war at the beginning" The dwarven nobles on the opposite side stared at Igor viciously: "But then what about - who is the one who bowed to Byrne, and who didn't even dare to say a word in the face of the fall of Silverhelm Mountain?!"

"With the help of foreign powers, who is constantly usurping the power that originally belonged to the supreme king, and who is above ten thousand people under one person?!"

"What are you talking about?"

"What do I say, are you all blind when we are, Igor... The crystal crown above your head is the best proof of this!" The dwarven nobleman stared at the crown on Igor's head:

"Now, what else can you justify as a traitor who usurped power?!"

"Usurpation of power?!"

The dwarf Igor was furious, then pale, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and stretched out his hand to stop the warrior who wanted to pounce on him and take the traitor down:

"Wait... What did you mean by that sentence?!"

"What do you mean, Igor, don't you even understand such a simple truth?" said the rebel nobleman on the other side, sneering:

"That's right, the stormed gates, the sudden assassination, the chaos... All are orders from His Majesty the Honorable, True Supreme King himself!"

What the?!

The order of the High King... How can it be... No, if that's the case, what reason did he have for the Assassin to kill him?

Unless... No, it can't be, I saw his head fall to the ground with my own eyes, from that... The crown that was taken off the head.

There's no way he's still alive!

Igor shuddered, shocked. His hands trembled, and he subconsciously stretched out to the top of his head.

"The loyal warriors of the Yunling Kingdom on the other side, do you hear me?!" the rebel roared hoarsely, his expression fierce to the extreme:

"The person you protect, the guy who blatantly carries the crystal crown that belongs to the High King, is the real traitor, the one you should point at with your sword!"

The dwarven traitor's expression was gloomy and terrifying, and it was in stark contrast to Igor's shocked and dejected face, and his sharp gaze projected a terrifying power:

"Look at your expression, Igor, I'm afraid you've thought of it too... That's right, it's not just a fantasy, it's a fact, it's the ending that His Majesty the Great High King has planned long ago - he planned it all, hehehahaha......"

"Babbling madman, what facts?!"

Instead of answering Igor, the other man laughed maniacally, hysterically, trembling from his throat, chest, and lungs, and the hysterical laughter reverberated endlessly over the crests of the clouds of black smoke.

..........................................

"That's right, don't be so surprised, I'm still alive. ”

The lone "former Supreme King" used a calm tone, like an ordinary old dwarf coming out of the pit, and "casually" placed his bloodstained head on the "cross-section" of his neck that had been severed.

Perhaps because it has been drying for too long, the position of the head is always a little crooked, and it can't be placed correctly: "You are Duke Byrne's bodyguards, and one of them seems to have participated in the Battle of Silverhelm Mountain... Isn't this kind of thing long overdue?"

"It is impossible for a dead man to come back to life in another hundred years..."'Former' His Majesty the Supreme King. ”

Karl Colin, who was on the verge of a great enemy, stared at the High King who walked in, blocking the frightened and helpless recruits behind him: "So... Are you behind this war?"

"Of course not... The courtier who was wearing the Crystal Crown outside was, and the traitor who tried to use the fall of a fortress to weaken my prestige. His Majesty the High King shook his head, raised his right hand, which had long since withered and died, and stared at the two of them with black-soaked eyes:

"You who support the powerful minister Igor to take power, so as to try to control the politics of the Yunling Kingdom and make the people of Yunling become puppets and vassals... The Duke of Loren Turin of Byrne was. ”

"You're the real culprit, I...... Just did what a High King should do. ”

"What should be done?" Carl Colin snorted coldly, his expression very disdainful: "Push the entire kingdom to hell, turn the people into corrupt demons, and become puppets of evil gods......

"That's what you think 'should do'?"

The High King shook his head again, unimpressed by Carl Colin's rhetorical question.

"Asking such a question proves that you don't have the vision of a ruler... It's just an obedient weapon in someone else's hand. The High King said lightly:

"As a ruler, what is the ultimate pursuit of life?"

"If I can live forever, why do I need my family blood to continue my great cause?"

"If you have the power to be resisted, why do you need to raise an army to maintain my rule?"

"If I could rule over everything without the hands of anyone, slaves, commoners, nobles... What is the need for these tools to distinguish and unequal worlds?"

Asking rhetorical questions one by one, the "Supreme King" approached step by step: "So I found this truth, which tells me that only from the deepest despair can the greatest kingdom be born." ”

"And I will be the master of this kingdom... The only host. ”

Carl Colin swallowed hard and instinctively took a half-step back with the recruits behind him.

"But I don't think you'll understand that, so let me say something you can understand. The old dwarf smiled very easily and spoke softly:

"Great, supreme 'Black Cross' Serial, entrust me to your master, Lord of Worship, Lord of Grace, Lord of Lorren Turin......"

“...... With all my respect!"