After all, there are still few knowledgeable people among the refugees, and many of them may have heard of the dark elves, but many people know the name dwarf for the first time. At this time, a few of the refugees traveled from south to north, and those who had been buddies began to popularize science to everyone.

"The so-called dwarves live in the north, in the caves under the Titan Mountains. They are said to be very good at mining, blacksmithing, and making powerful machines. In the north, there are merchants who make their fortunes by trading with the dwarves. They exchange grain for good armor and weapons with dwarves, and they can make a hundredfold profit when they change hands! But there are many demonic beasts in the Titan Mountains, and you have to pin your head to the belt of your pants once you go. ”

"That's right. His Majesty the Pope explained to everyone, "This heavy snow is freezing every day, and all the roads leading to the outside world in the entire Shenghui City are blocked by heavy snow, and it is definitely not possible to rely on carriages, let alone other beasts." So the old man thought that since the living things can't work, then he can only hope for the dead, and in the entire continent, the highest mechanical level is the dwarves. So the old man personally led the men and rushed to the north. Thanks to the blessing of the father, the dwarves really have mechanical and special means of transportation, but there, the old man encountered a problem, almost, these wooden oxen and horses could not be brought back. ”

The Pope paused, and the refugees gathered around him, as if they were listening to a story, holding their breath at the climax of the story. Although I already knew the final outcome, I was still nervous when I heard the Pope talk about the problem.

His Majesty the Pope shook his head and smiled wryly, "The problem is that there is not enough money." Originally, before the old man set off, he had prepared a million gold coins, thinking that it was enough, but he didn't expect those dwarves to open their mouths, saying that they were wooden oxen and flowing horses that could run long distances, using the latest and most outstanding technology of the dwarves, not to mention that the amount of old decay to buy was extremely large, and almost all the dwarves' inventory was swept away, so they asked for 1.3 million gold coins. ”

"Ah!", everyone gasped as if they had a heart in their hearts when they heard this number. They are already poor, and their daily use is nothing more than a few or a dozen coppers, not to mention gold coins, even silver coins are rare. At first hearing this price, many people's eyes turned red, and for a few gold coins, many people were eager to kill their parents and sell their own children, not to mention 1.3 million.

The Pope said, sighing, "How can you raise so much money for a while." borrowed from the guardians of the North, the Falcon family, but they were helpless, and the old man could only bet the Pope's scepter on the dwarf. ”

"Hey, I am ashamed of my majesty the successive popes, and I am ashamed of all the sages. ”

When the Pope said this, everyone realized that the Pope's scepter was missing. On weekdays, when the Pope appears, including during New Year's sermons, the scepter is always in his hand, but now the Pope is empty-handed, and it looks incongruous.

Only then did the refugees know that His Majesty the Pope had mortgaged the scepter that had been passed down from generation to generation in order to save everyone, and they were so moved that they wept bitterly, but the Pope comforted them in turn and said: "It's just a mortgage to those dwarves, and it's not like you can't get it back forever. And the more he said that, the more moved the refugees became.

Immediately afterwards, the Pope introduced the wooden ox and the horse to the refugees: "Someone asked before, this horse is obviously iron, why is it called the wooden ox horse? ”

"When the dwarves were not yet at a high level of smelting, all their machinery was made of wood, so they called these means of transportation wooden oxen and horses. As the name suggests, they were modeled after the cattle and horses in nature, but after all, the trees in the Tijin Mountains had a hard time growing, and it was not until their smelting technology progressed, and they gradually replaced wood with iron, copper, and other metals, and their mechanical manufacturing technology was greatly developed. ”

"After hundreds of years of improvement by the dwarves, the effectiveness of this wooden ox flowing horse has been greatly enhanced, and the iron horse runs in the rugged tunnels, as if walking on the ground, and does not have the shortcomings of ordinary animals afraid of the dark. The iron ox is very powerful, it is used to help the dwarves dig caves, dig up mineral deposits, and reclaim farmland under the hard ground to grow fluorescent wheat. ”

"Now these dwarves need to carry the goods themselves, and it is no wonder that they will ask for such a high price. ”

As for another topic that everyone is concerned about: this live cow and horse eat grass, what does this iron horse eat? The answer is: coal. ”

As he spoke, the Pope beckoned to his entourage, and removed the belly of an iron horse, leaking out the various gears and chains that were running slowly inside. The Pope pointed to the hollow part of the middle and said, "This is the coal, and this iron horse must rely on coal to drive, just like a living horse must eat grass, otherwise it will run hundreds of miles and lie on the road without moving." ”

The crowd gathered around the iron horse, amazed at how long they had lived, and had never seen anything so new and interesting. He was even more bold, and put his hand into the hollow, and took it out to see that his hand was coated with a layer of black coal dust, which proved that what His Majesty the Pope had just said was true.

"Hey, you said that this world is full of wonders, this coal is used by everyone on weekdays, it is not a rare thing, how can you drive this iron horse to run so far? ”

"So those dwarves must be some smart guys, I really want to see, what do those dwarves look like? Listening to the name, they must be very short, and their heads are smart, and their heads are probably not small, so I don't know if they are blue-faced fangs, or three-headed and six-armed?"

Some refugees are curious about the weight of this iron horse, and some of them are confident and want to lift this iron horse. As a result, the neck was as thick as the head, and it didn't work, which attracted bursts of ridicule from everyone. As a result, it took three or four strong laborers to work together to finally lift an iron horse.

The Pope sat in the crowd, smiling the same, the same ordinary old man, no different. Everyone gradually forgot the dignity of their status, and chatted with him, and the joyful laughter drifted far and wide.