The dwarves, who loved to join in the fun, looked up at the sky with some surprise, but the doubts in their hearts still did not decrease.

"Are you trying new varieties?" said one of the dwarves.

"No, what is in the sky now is the old model from a few years ago, this is an old firework. ”

Although the dwarves were a little confused at this time, they were still very happy, after all, where there are fireworks, there is excitement, and where there is excitement, there must be wine, so the dwarves finally found another reason to drink!

Little did the dwarves, however, know that a catastrophe was coming.

The building just across the street from Lin Yu is the residence of Black Iron Lie, the lord of Black Iron City. As usual, Heitie Lie doesn't like to sleep after dark every day, he likes to stay at home and drink alone in front of the forge furnace, and he usually doesn't like forging things, as the lord of Black Iron City, he is already very old, and today he is more than eight hundred years old.

The lifespan of a dwarf is more than a thousand years old, and Hei Tielie, who is more than eight hundred years old, is already an old man, it stands to reason that he should have ceded the position of city lord to the young dwarves as soon as possible, so that they can have more opportunities to perform, but the current dwarves will not know anything else except drinking and forging weapons.

Hei Tie Lie took another big sip of wine, he liked the kind of very strong and strong, the wine was fragrant, spicy in the stomach, the burning sensation on the stomach made him very sober, he remembered that when he was a child, he liked to steal his father's wine to drink, at that time his father also planted a lot of crops, and his father's wine was brewed from the crops he grown.

It's a pity that now, the dwarves don't grow crops anymore, and large areas of land are barren and overgrown with weeds, and the land in the country is no less fertile than anywhere else on the mainland, but the dwarves have made these lands wasted.

Addicted to forging and drinking, although the dwarves have forged a variety of high-level weapons over the years, and have also studied a lot of daily necessities, for the entire continent, it is true that the dwarves' handiwork is unparalleled in the world, but who remembers that the dwarves were also one-man warriors back then?

Nowadays, dwarves are making weapons every day, but there are not many dwarves who can use weapons!

In front of the weapon rack in the forging house, Hei Tie Lie picked up a black battle axe as tall as him, the height of the dwarf is generally about one meter, this battle axe is also one meter long, and the axe is pitch black all over, that is the glory of the Black Iron family. This black iron battle axe, is the ancestors of the black iron clan from generation to generation, before, the ancestors took the battle axe to fight in the north and south, killing all directions, now when it comes to the generation of black iron lie, the battle axe is just hung on the display shelf, as an ornament, a display that slowly eats dust.

"Alas, I'm too old to hold it!" Black Iron Lie held the black iron battle axe with both hands, and swiped it around, the weight of the battle axe brought out the sound of "whirring" in the air, and when Black Iron Thunder rounded the battle axe, he almost flew out of his hand because of inertia, but fortunately, he finally controlled it.

Hei Tielie gasped twice, smoothed out the breath that had just surged, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It is said that there are talents in the country, but now the next generation of dwarves has no talents!"

It's not that Hei Tielie doesn't want to retire and pass on the throne to the next generation, it's just that none of the sons and grandsons in his family want to take over the position of the lord of his city, they are all studying forging and brewing, and their minds are all on these things, and they are not interested in managing the country and the people at all.

However, the people of the Dwarven Hero Kingdom don't have to manage much, as long as they give them wine, as long as they give them a forge, it is enough.

This phenomenon not only happens on their own side, the three major families of the dwarves, the Copper Whisker Clan, the Black Iron Clan, and the Barbarian Hammer Clan all have their own problems, the Black Iron Clan is obsessed with forging, the Copper Whisker Clan is obsessed with building buildings, and the Barbarian Hammer Clan is quite good, although it is also addicted to hunting, but at least it can be regarded as picking up arms, and it will be able to defend the country in the future, right?

"Alas, the god of stone hammers once said that the future of the dwarves must be created by young people, and as a result, these young people are all forged!" Whenever he thinks of these things, Hei Tielie always sighs habitually, he often worries, where will the future of the dwarven hero kingdom be?

Just as Black Iron Lie's mind was worried about the future of the dwarves, a huge colorful fireworks suddenly appeared in the sky, and the deafening sound of fireworks suddenly covered the entire Black Iron City.

Hei Tie Lie slowly walked out of the forging room, looked up at the brilliant night sky, couldn't help but be a little surprised, he watched the fireworks slowly rise to the highest place, one of the fireworks rose higher and higher, has gradually exceeded the height that ordinary fireworks can reach, this firework after rushing into the sky, in the depths of the clouds burst out the brightest, the brightest and most colorful flames, just like the glorious history of the dwarf hero kingdom back then, the dwarf heroes in the hero kingdom, across the entire continent.

But after the flames, all that remains is a dark night, but although the night is dark, the dawn will eventually return, but how long will it take for this dawn to arrive?

"Someone!" Black Iron retracted his thoughts and ordered the guards, "Tell me, what's going on with this firework?"

......

In the dark night, the lights of the Black Iron City are bright, but the northwest border of the Dwarven Hero Kingdom is pitch black.

The northwest of the Dwarven Hero Kingdom is close to the Reims Empire, and since the Undeclared War of the Reims Empire against the Austro-Hungarian Empire, the Dwarven Hero Kingdom has strengthened its border garrison, for example, increasing the number of border posts from two to three......

The dwarven borders are still undefended.

Therefore, the cavalry of the Reims Empire had already easily crossed the border line and slaughtered the dwarves at the outpost.

What they have to do next to the Reims Empire is to ride their horses and gallop.

At this time, the cavalry of the Lionheart Regiment of the Lance Empire, led by Charlie the Lionheart King, had already arrived thirty miles outside the Black Iron City, and the cavalry were all well-trained, and the horses under their crotches were all standing quietly, without making any superfluous sounds, they were just waiting quietly.

Waited until a brilliant firework appeared in the sky, although thirty miles away, only a small light and shadow were seen, but in the dark night, all the light seemed so clear.

Charlie the Lionheart neatly drew his sword, which was blessed with magic and glowed with a dazzling white light as soon as it came out of its sheath, focusing the attention of all the soldiers on him.

"Horsemen of the Lionheart, the dawn of victory has risen in the distance, what are we going to do now?" asked Charlie the Lionheart.