The reason why the Trians laughed at the dwarves was due to their small and stout stature, and also because of their traditional military strategy of shrinking, the dwarves only relied on the barrier of the mountain rock pass to entrench themselves in the snow south of the mountain rock pass, and the dwarven troops almost never fought the Trian troops head-on, because of their short limbs, they were naturally afraid of the human hoplite cavalry troops, Therefore, they only helped the key people at some critical moments, acted as mercenary infantry, and helped the key people to re-establish a new order in Tarke. Because of this, the Al Ain dynasty was able to live so long that the trian lords could not find a reasonable reason to send troops with their allies to attack the royal family of Monta, so that they experienced frequent changes of dynasty among the Trians. The Al Ain dynasty remained strong in the northeastern corner of the Talk continent.

Except for the incident that supported the Grinster dynasty to sweep up the Entre rebels. However, the price paid by the Monta royal family is that the side Digg family has disappeared forever from the trajectory of history.

Mobilizing military force has always been a sacred right of the Dwarven King, like the broad axe on the dwarven banner. Even the tribal chiefs scattered throughout the Al Ain Dynasty, although they had a certain percentage of personal guards, did not have much power to mobilize armies privately. Moreover, given the historically cold bilateral relationship between Ain and the Kingdom of Limston, the dwarven king Monta XII needed to be even more cautious about this.

On the one hand, he wanted to stuff the gold sent by Yafen into his treasury, and on the other hand, he didn't want to annoy Segal II, who was only half of the country left.

In the face of the sharp rhetoric of the former smuggler Arno, Monta XII thought he was having the upper hand in the argument. Although his expression was kind, he still had a small idea in his heart, which was obviously not to befriend Easttem, but to store the lovely gold in the tray.

"My Excellency Baron Arnault, what did you just say?" Monta XII could no longer contain the excitement in his heart, and he tried to keep the inquiring tone as low as possible, so that his words looked more majestic in front of the gold.

"My esteemed King of Al Ain, I just said - His Excellency Count Colossius of Jarfinn asks you to gather an army of eight thousand men in four days to send to our aid in Jarfenburg, and at our call to destroy the invaders of the Isttam family's territory, those monsters!" Baron Perland touched his bald head slightly, still looking at Monta XII, who sat upright on the dwarven throne. Through the eyes of Monta XII, he could see the dwarven king's ardent thirst for gold.

"Eight thousand dwarven warriors can't be mobilized. I'm afraid my ancestors, Ayn Monta and Somra Monta, didn't have the ability to do so. And it's me. Listen to me, Your Excellency. We dwarves are a true race, and let's be honest, we want gold. But I think your Excellency Count is asking for a little too many reinforcements. To put it more rudely, it is difficult to be strong. The Dwarven King tried to show off his beautiful beard, even if Baron Perland didn't care about his beard at all.

"Your Majesty knows about snakes?" Arno rolled his eyes and said slowly.

"Of course." Monta XII furrowed his thick eyebrows, "I have a lot of these poisonous delicacies in the back kitchen of my Shixin Palace. ”

"If you don't kill the snake and chop off its head, your chef will throw it into the back kitchen," Arno said, stepping deeper, as if performing a solemn pre-play like a man and a woman.

"Oh. I don't know how much gold I have to pay for the funeral every day. The quick-talking Monta XII quickly got into the groove and rode over Arno's words, but as soon as he finished speaking, he began to play with his own stubby fingers.

"Shouldn't eradicating the monsters that invade my Isttam territory be like killing a poisonous snake, if you don't cut off the head of the snake with a single knife and keep it in your neighbor's house like a pet?" Arno's impassioned tone seemed to enter the high and high part of his speech.

"It doesn't necessarily come to my house. My house can have a strong gate, and the mountain rock pass acts as a barrier. Monta XII's words sounded like a halfway break.

"But it might crawl in through your window. Lake Santa Kana has never been at war, but who knew that a goblin who couldn't build a ship would use its tributaries to reach the heart of Lake Ayla from its tributaries? Although the mountain rock pass is impermeable by your dwarven warriors, it is difficult to say anything about these gray-skinned monsters that have always lived on the mountains. What if he shows up where you least want to see them appear? Arno stroked his blindfold and changed his way to tease a stocky lady like a flamboyant man, "Obviously this is a bargain that you and I will. Your Majesty. ”

"You are right, Lord Baron." Monta XII no longer wanted to beat around the bush with this Yafen vassal, "However, it is impossible for a force of 8,000 dwarven warriors to be mobilized in an instant. Unless your imagination is wild, and the divine powers of Ain Monta and Somra Monta will have my troops waiting to go out at my seat at once. Though I am willing to get your gold. If you insist on exchanging this gold for the support of my 8,000 warriors - I suggest you go to Karkhand, west of my country. They may be able to 'help' you. ”

"So, how many troops is Your Majesty willing to provide to our Yafen to defend against the invasion of monsters?" Arno feigned apprehension, his mouth slightly open.

"3,000 elite soldiers, I will draw these troops from Havalo Port, Haflin Fort, Shanyan Pass. and hand over the right of command to your earl. Monta XII squinted his eyes and raised three fingers.

"From what I've had with you in the past, the halflings in Haflinburg are unreliable. What's more, the warriors sent by His Majesty are not the so-called elite at all, but the most extensive mainstay of your country. Oh, these troops you're supporting us are nothing more than what our Trians call ordinary infantry regiments. Arno hit the nail on the head to express his dissatisfaction, he didn't expect the dwarf king to offer such a stingy price, although the plot of the arrangement was similar to that discussed by Count Colossius, but such an offer had already broken through the bottom line of their consideration, he flicked his sleeves: "We can use this gold to recruit the Kolo mercenary group in the northern forest of El Helino for the county of Yafen, and we can temporarily recruit thousands of farmers and arm them." In that case, I don't have to talk to His Majesty anymore. Also soldiers, I'd be more than happy to pick us Trians! Your Majesty, I think it is necessary for me to leave immediately! We don't have anything left to talk about! ”

"Ah, I mean my 3,000 elite warriors have to be mobilized from all of Al Ain. Don't worry, Your Excellency, I'm just a little nerve-wracked. I've got the right person! My captain of the guard, my brave nephew Loki, is in charge of the battle, plus 1,000 of my royal guards at Tekken! I know you want to say that you have infantry and you have knights. My 1,000 royal guards are the most elite force in the entire Al Ain dynasty! All of them are the most elite of the warriors. Each one is enough to kill a strong white wolf in the snow alone. In a hurry, Monta XII finally offered his final price, and even he felt like a meat seller at the meat market, speaking soft things that were detrimental to the royal family of Monta.

"My lord wants me to bring back 8,000 warriors." Arno deliberately pinched his little finger vigorously, although the bottom line had been reached, he did not have any upper hand in this transaction, "Your Majesty, I have always been committed to exchanges and trade with your country, and I sincerely hope that this large sum of gold will be put into the hands of Your Majesty. So, I also hope that Your Majesty will not embarrass me. ”

"Ah, Lord Baron of the Trians. Don't make overly demanding requests, either. Come to think of it, these 1,000 guards are the majority of my private army. Of the other 3,000 fighters, half of them were from the defenders of Puerto Havalo and the other half from the defenders of Fort Haflin. Are you going to ask me to have a stonemason carve you another thousand warriors? Monta XII frowned, although he remembered the Shanyanguan Fortress, but the thousands of years of shrinking strategy made Monta XII quite afraid of dispatching Shanyanguan generals.

"Your Majesty seems to have forgotten an important dwarven stronghold. The dwarven warriors of Shanyan Pass are like clouds. If you can mobilize some of your troops to support our county at Shanyan Pass, we will be grateful to your kingdom. What's more, the Shanyan Pass troops you authorized the deployment two years ago are completely nothing to the troops hoarded in the stronghold, and Your Majesty does not need to be sad at all. Baron Arnault spoke directly to what Monta XII was thinking.

"Ah, well, Mr. Baron Arnault, you are a sophisticated merchant who knows how to calculate. I have heeded your advice, and I have decided to take the risk of sending another 700 soldiers from Shanyan Pass to support you. Monta XII pondered for a moment, and after a fierce battle of ideas, he threw out his decision with difficulty.

"Wise decisions shine brightly with the wisdom of His Majesty." Baron Arno smiled and stroked his chest with one hand. The gold in the tray was respectfully presented to Monta XII, who greedily stroked the glittering gold coins, and the hesitation in his heart vanished the moment he touched the coins.

“GELYEN! CRUGI! WOLFBELLY! YOUR・THREE・TAKE・MY・MARKS・TO・HALFINGBURG， HOVALO・PORT・AND・SOUTH・STRONGHOLD・IMMEDIATELY.TALK・THESE・ARES・CHIEFS・PREPARE・THEIR・TROOPS.ORD・HOVALO・PORT・AND・HALFINGBURG・TO・E・TO・IRONFISTBURG.SOUTH・STRONGHOLD’ S・ARMY・WAIT・THERE・EXCEPT・RECEVED・MY・ORDER.” Following Monta XII's order, Monta XII's dwarven chamberlain presented the long-drafted wolfskin paper and the king's seal to Killion, Crouch, and Wolbery, and the three able-bodied dwarves were ordered to leave.

“AS・U・WISH・ME・LORD!” Killion, Crouch, and Wolfberry walked out of the Stone Heart Palace with the orders of Monta XII, and they walked briskly on the curving steps, passing through the inner city of Tekken Castle, full of domed stone houses, and walked outside the stone walls of Tekken Castle, blowing whistles of different styles, and the figures of snow hounds appeared in the dense snow fog, and the snow hounds dragged simple sleds behind them, and the snow hounds dragged the sled and carried their master in three different directions, south, west, and east.