Make a plan to force the war, and go to the army to fight.

Zhang Yao and the dwarf king Balin have been talking for a long time, and they have been speaking with reality from beginning to end. When Mario, the dwarven needle, lost its power, Zhang Yao described the threat of the goblins as hell, and his Rising Sun Empire as a paradise on earth.

If there is no threat from the goblins, or when Mario still has power, Zhang Yao will definitely be beaten out by the dwarves if he says such a thing. But now the dwarves are no longer majestic, and the threat of the goblin clan is even more in the throat of Bahrain. Zhang Yao's willingness to turn the Endless Mountains into dwarven territory fully reflects his sincerity.

"We're going to have a meeting to discuss, Mario, you go with His Majesty!"

After a period of discussion, Bahrain did not make a decision about the future of the dwarves, but stuffed Mario to Zhang Yao's side, and walked into a secret room with more than a dozen elders among the dwarves.

The torches in the secret room provided a faint light, and Bahrain sat on the first place and looked around, and after finding that all the elders of the dwarf clan had arrived, he told Zhang Yao the agreement with the dwarves.

In the agreement between Zhang Yao and the dwarven king Balin, the endless mountains in the south of the Rising Sun Empire turned the words into dwarven territory and provided protection for the dwarven clan. In return, the dwarves need to provide weapons to the Rising Sun Empire, and serve Zhang Yao's Rising Sun Empire as legitimate. The original dwarf king lineage was cut to the title of dwarf lord by one level, and the throne could not be restored in the lifetime.

Bahrain is very resistant to the condition of cutting the self-titled lord, but Zhang Yao is very tough on this, because this is the basis of cooperation between the two sides, and there must be no pattern of two kings.

Therefore, as soon as Bahrain said Zhang Yao's conditions, it caused an uproar among more than a dozen dwarven elders. These old dwarves were very prestigious among the tribe, and they were most resistant to the same opinion as Bahrain, and the most objectionable thing was to cancel the condition of the dwarven king, and all other problems were no longer a problem here.

"We must not cut off the throne ourselves, we Moriath are dwarven orthodoxy, and we must not bow down to humans! And that human kingdom is thousands of kilometers away from here, what if that human king deceives us, will the dwarves still be able to come back then! ”

"Yes, I don't agree with that either. But I'm not worried about distance, if humanity agrees that we keep the throne, that's the basis for negotiations! ”

"It's very difficult for us to cut the throne by ourselves, but now that the goblins have entered the door, if we don't bow our heads, what can the dwarves do against the goblins. Do we want our warriors to stick to the rules and die in this pit with their tribes? ”

"The future of the dwarves is what matters most, there are fewer ores in the mines of Moria, and we desperately need new territories. The Moriath Mines won't last long without the goblins coming, and we need the Endless Mountains to provide us with new habitats. With a new ore source!

There was also a divide among the dwarven elders, with a small number of enlightened elders who did not care about the ownership of the throne, and in their opinion the prospects of the dwarves were the most important. Many conservative elders believe that the dwarven throne is an honor that has been passed down through the ages, and if the dwarves have no honor, then they will lose the value of their existence.

The elders of the dwarven clan argued with each other, and the dwarven king Balin sat at the top of the table, frowning. Whether it is honor or survival, this stalemate between the two sides is difficult for the dwarves to give up. Even if he was the dwarven king, it would be difficult to make a decision at this time.

"Should we ask the elves for help? The elves have been friends with us dwarves for generations, and they are much kinder than humans! An old man who hadn't spoken for a long time spoke slowly, and the whole scene was silent in one sentence.

"Elves! The elves don't have a big appetite, and if we ask them for help, we have a great chance of getting help! ”

An old man who insisted that the dwarven king could not cut the throne by himself agreed, but the old man who supported the dwarves moving away from Moriah shook his head.

"It's not a good idea, not to mention whether the elves are willing to go to war with the goblins, but after the war, if the Moria pit becomes a battlefield, what difference does it make between us dwarves and losing the mine. If the elves propose to blow up the mines, how can we refute them, should all of them move to the elven kingdom to sleep in the tree house? ”

In one sentence, the problem was brought back to the original point, because elves did not live in the mines.

Once the elves are unable to defeat the goblins, the dwarves will be left with nothing but to take refuge in the elves. In reality, the elves who love peace and nature will never allow the dwarves to destroy the forests and develop mines in their territory. The forests and trees needed to refine weapons in the mine are also the most valued resources for the elves, and there is a great difference between the two sides in principle.

There was still no unanimous opinion in the noisy chambers, some of the elders said that the Ju clan had moved to the endless mountains provided by the Rising Sun Empire, and some of the elders said that they would form an alliance with the elves to fight against the goblins. Some of the elders thought that they should stick to the veins and not retreat, while others felt that they should go to the dwarves in other places.

"Mario, what do you think they will choose?"

Looking at the closed door of the secret room, Zhang Yao drank the ale provided by the dwarves, ate bacon, and asked Mario beside him.

"I don't know!" Mario shook his head, then smiled wryly, "Actually, the dwarves don't have many options, do they!" ”

Zhang Yao laughed, raised his glass and bumped it into Mario, and the two sides drank the ale.

As Mario said, the dwarves have reached the most critical moment, and in this moment, the dwarves do not have many choices.

If you choose an elf, the dwarves will definitely have more to give up than they will get. And if you choose to fight with the goblins to the end, the dwarven clan will probably disappear with history.

Zhang Yao was in a good mood and drank with Mario, he believed that after some comparison, the conditions offered by the Rising Sun Empire were definitely the best. As long as the dwarves don't really want to fight the goblins to the death, the superiority of the Rising Sun Empire will definitely come to the fore.

"Can I have a drink with you?"

Just when Zhang Yao was thinking about something, a dwarven warrior with a soft line on his face walked up with a wine glass and sat next to Zhang Yao and Mario.

"Of course!" Zhang Yao raised his glass in a friendly manner, and when he looked up, he saw that the beard of this dwarven warrior was shorter than that of ordinary dwarves. And when he spoke, he didn't have the heroic voice of the other dwarves.

"I just heard you discussing the future of the dwarves, and I want to ask you, the king of the race, do you really want the dwarves to go to your territory?" The mustachioed dwarf took a sip of the wine glass, and Zhang Yao was slightly stunned when he heard his words, looking at the dwarf with some astonishment.

"Of course, the dwarves are world-renowned for their weapon-crafting skills. With your joining, my kingdom will radiate new vitality! ”

Zhang Yao said his opinion disappretently, in his opinion, whether it was a dwarf or an elf. As long as he can add impetus to the rise of the Rising Sun Empire, then he will treat these people equally, and even give them better conditions than human members.

"There is no trust between dwarves and humans, as there is very little basis for cooperation between the two sides. Actually, I know there's a way to do this, but I don't know what you think! ”

The mustachioed dwarf looked at Zhang Yao as he spoke, although Zhang Yao didn't think that the mustache in front of him could influence the pattern, but he still smiled: "I very much welcome the dwarf clan to join, I am a king, and the promise I give is the law." In fact, the dwarves don't have to worry about me going back, because I know very well what I'm doing! ”

The bearded dwarf and Mario were silent at Zhang Yao's words, and after a long time, the mustachioed dwarf put down his glass and said softly: "Actually, the dwarf has reached the moment to decide his fate, and now there are fewer and fewer ores in the Moria's pits. If it weren't for the scarcity of ores that caused us to continue digging downward, we wouldn't have been able to connect to the underworld and lead to the Goblin Legion! However, if they are united, the dwarves and humans lack the basis of trust, after all, the two sides are not closely connected! ”

After hearing this, Zhang Yao thought in silence, the attitude of dwarves and humans is not a big problem, and Zhang Yao thought about it for a long time and didn't think of a solution.

In Zhang Yao's thoughts, the mustachioed dwarf stood up and turned around, looked at Zhang Yao writhingly, and whispered faintly: "In fact, the trust between dwarves and humans is easy to achieve, and harmony is always the supreme magic weapon for the integration of the two races." Are you right, human king! ”

After the mustachioed dwarf said this, he left shyly, and after looking at the perverted scene of the mustachioed dwarf, Zhang Yao quietly took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his head. Then he guessed the meaning of the man's words, and the word "friendly diplomacy" came to mind.

"What does he do!" Zhang Yao took a sip of wine to suppress his shock, and asked Mario beside him.

"She is the treasure of our dwarf clan, Princess Sorena, the daughter of the King of Bahrain!"

"Poof"