Chapter Eighty-Eight: Uncle Blacksmith's Training

Although these ogres have surrendered, it is clear that they are not welcome!

The dwarves and dark elves saw the ogres surrender and slashed them fiercely. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info And even when they saw that no one chose to let them go because of their surrender, those ogres still knelt there and begged desperately.

"Why did these guys surrender and kill them?" After looking at it for a while, Mu Xiaoxiao asked softly with a slight frown.

"Wowhaha, little baby, are you pitying these ugly guys?" Hearing Mu Xiaoxiao's words, the dwarf walked over and said.

"They're not worth your pity." The dwarf said. "Know that if we lose now, these ogres will kill us one by one, and the women of the clan will be defiled by them. Not to mention that these guys don't know how many tribes have been wiped out in this vicinity. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao was a little relieved when she heard the dwarf's words, and when she saw the ugly appearance of those ogres, she felt even less burdened, but still felt a little happy.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?" I looked at the dwarf and smiled.

"Hahaha! Uncle Blacksmith! The dwarf laughed.

"Uh...... I'm not asking you what your profession is......" I said.

"Uncle's profession is indeed a blacksmith, but the uncle's name is also a blacksmith!" The blacksmith dwarf shouted.

"Well, it's really ...... name"

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After cleaning up the traces of the battle with the ogre, the blacksmith led us into the valley. According to the blacksmiths, they are a branch of the dwarves who migrated here many years ago and settled here. Originally, they were still in contact with the dwarves outside the Lost Wasteland, but because the Lost Lord destroyed the passage to the Destiny Continent, they have been cut off from the outside.

Originally, they lived here fairly well, and they got along well with the nearby races, but that has changed since the ogres moved here.

Because of the nature of ogres, so that their races multiply quickly, and in order to reduce the excessive population, the king of ogres often wags wars against other races. This will not only reduce the number of low-level ogres, but also plunder the resources of other races. Now the nearby powers, large and small, have almost been wiped out by them. Only their dwarven clan and a nearby dark elf clan remained, and of course there were some smaller races.

"How many of those ogres are there now?" I asked, looking at the blacksmith quizzically.

"I really don't know about this, but I think it's more than 50,000 yuan." The blacksmith said.

"More than fifty thousand? So how many of you are there? ”

"We? There are only about 3,000 of us here, and there are many growing children, the elderly, women and children. The blacksmith said. Therefore, there are only 1,400 or 500 people who can really participate in the war. ”

"So, by the way, since you're a dwarf here, why do I still see the dark elves here?" I asked, looking at the dark elves wandering through the valley.

"Oh they, they were sent here by the leader of the nearby dark elf tribe to help defend helplessly, in fact, we also sent people to them, after all, the combination of warriors and archers can fight better!" The blacksmith said with a smile.

"Uncle Blacksmith, there are more than 3,000 people in your dwarven clan now, so how many dark elves are there?" I looked at the blacksmith and asked curiously.

"They, I really don't know much about them, but they may be three or four hundred more than us at most." The blacksmith said uncertainly.

"That's right...... Hey, Uncle Blacksmith, according to what you said, there are more than 50,000 ogres, and you and the dark elves together are only less than 10,000, so don't you worry that those ogres will directly send all the people to fight you to the death? I asked, confused.

"Hahaha! Although we don't have as many people as they do, it's not so easy for them to get rid of us! The blacksmith said with a smug face.

"Don't look at our two races, there are less than 10,000 people, but do you think that if we really want to fight, we will be the only ones?" The blacksmith said with a smile.

"What? Do you still have men? I asked curiously.

"Of course! You must know that there are still many races in this area besides our dwarves and dark elves, although he doesn't have many people, but he can also make up thirty or forty thousand people! The blacksmith said aloud. And those ogres don't have good equipment and we have, plus we have the advantage of terrain, so we are really not afraid of them! ”

We talked to the blacksmith and walked inside with a smile, and along the way I found something not unusual. What caught my attention the most was the muskets that some of the dwarves were holding in their hands, which looked like the old style of the old ones.

"Uncle Blacksmith, what are those things?" I pointed to the musket-like things and asked, and if I don't understand, it's my good habit to ask!

"Oh, those, those are firearms, they're pretty lethal, but they don't have the same range as a bow and arrow. It can be worn by all classes, but you need to be level 50 to do so. The blacksmith said with a smile as he looked at the firebolts. Those firecrackers are the things we bought from those goblins when we were in the Destiny Continent before. Goblins, do you know? It was a group of small, pointy-eared creatures that looked a bit like goblins, and they liked to invent strange things. This firebolt is the product of their invention. ”

"That's right! I would like to remind you to be careful when you want to buy things from goblins in the future, although they do a lot of things, most of them hurt others and hurt themselves, and the only thing that is satisfying right now is this firebolt and those goblin airships. By the way, those goblins have a characteristic in addition to liking inventions, that is, they are greedy for money and stingy! So you must be careful when dealing with them! The blacksmith thought for a moment and said.

"Thank you, Uncle Blacksmith, for the reminder! We remembered! I smiled and nodded, recalling that I remembered his words. The image of the goblin depicted by this blacksmith uncle is quite similar to the image of goblins depicted in the Western magic novels in the previous world, they are all fond of inventing all kinds of things, greedy for money, stingy and stingy.

"Alright, since you're guests, please go inside and take a break!"