Compared with the residential area, the ordnance area belongs to military facilities, and the arrangement of various buildings is more neat, and the rows and rows reveal a solemn feeling.

Because of the relationship between the volcano, the overall layout here is a semicircle, and there are a number of corridors in the middle of the building with more than 30 floors, which are radial, overlooking from a high altitude, like a radius axis leading to the center of the circle, and the center of the circle is the entrance to the main hall.

Looking up, you can see that every fifth floor is lined with a large number of protruding semicircular balconies, on which ballistas are installed, and the passages are covered with no dead ends.

Even mercenaries who don't have military literacy have a bit of a headache looking at these dense defense facilities, and if there are dwarves deploying defenses, if they want to attack here, they will definitely have to pay casualties that are unacceptable to the commander.

Valentine made a gesture, and the five teams of mercenaries immediately dispersed, pounced on the buildings, searched, and those who were not assigned the task immediately rested in place, drank water and ate, and did their best to restore their bodies.

The ordnance area was terrifying, like a ghost, which made Sissi very uncomfortable, and she would rather be attacked now, after all, there was still some noise.

Perrin greeted the princess with a cold greeting, and after a polite inquiry, Dupont called the commanders together to study the map.

Downton and Twilight are not polite, standing on the periphery and listening.

Twenty minutes later, the scattered mercenary squad all returned, all with disappointed expressions on their faces, and the armories were empty, clean enough to starve rats.

Shout!

A long arrow burst through the air and struck a mercenary's head, unabated, piercing a third of the floor before stopping.

The mercenaries, who were splashed with blood all around, immediately raised their shields to protect their heads and looked around nervously.

The archers in the team can only retaliate by shooting a few arrows at the enemy's hiding spots, and they do not get the slightest success.

"Let's go!"

The regimental commander gave the order.

There is no dragon air raid harassment, only ground sniping. The team was much more adept, but the arrows they shot were pitiful.

"Why is the Dragonman Ranger slowing down his attack? Are you waiting for a new fighter?"

Muller touched his chin, puzzled by the current situation, constantly harassing, draining the enemy's energy, and when fatigue reached its peak, he was attacking in general. You can definitely take down the enemy in one go.

"Could it be that the enemies in the Crucible are also factional? This is the location of another army, and the dragonmen are forbidden to enter?"

Downton couldn't think of anything else but this answer.

"Impossible, if that's the case, then what's going on with these snipers?" Perrin retorted, judging from the appearance of the arrows and the sneak attack style, it was indeed the dragonmen hiding in the shadows, "They may not have taken us seriously at all, and are planning a general attack!"

"I agree with Downton!"

Dupont glanced at Perrin and shook his head imperceptibly. This guy is the captain of the guard, and he has too little experience in actual combat matchups, so he takes it for granted.

"Hey, no matter what the reason, as long as we don't panic, the enemy won't find a flaw. ”

Perrin was not convinced, he was talking about the way of war, but it didn't apply here at all.

A terrible scream suddenly broke the silence. Listening to the voice, it seems to be a dragon man.

"It can't be infighting, right?"

Valentine teased. He also thought it was unlikely, but as the team advanced, the screams kept rang out, and the immediate consequence was that the dragonmen's sniping operations had completely stopped, and now even fools knew that they were under attack.

"It's good luck, it seems that Lady Luck because of my handsome appearance. Decided to visit us once. ”

Mueller touched his chin and boasted with a hippie smile.

No one paid attention to the thing, and the screams were like a talisman, making the air even more suffocating, and everyone was preoccupied with the surroundings. After all, everyone understands that no race encountered here can be an ally.

When there was a faint sound of battle in the distance, the sneak attack of the dragonmen completely stopped, and they seemed to be in big trouble.

The two regimental commanders were not happy for long, because the team, after turning a corner, was blocked by a heavily armed cavalry.

"What is the origin of this army? It seems to be very strong in terms of equipment and momentum!"

Mueller retracted his smile and looked at the uninvited guests with a frown.

The cavalry on the opposite side numbered about three hundred, all of them were composed of dwarves, they were wearing heavy plate armor two centimeters thick, not an inch of skin was exposed in front of them, and they looked like iron cans, so hard that people had nowhere to get their teeth down.

Their helmets are one-piece, with only a slotted horizontal line, exposed eyes, and dense holes in the nose and mouth area for ventilation and shouting, which can be disgusting for people with dense phobia.

"The Iron Spine Panlong Demon Beast of a water, hehe, some of them have hit. ”

Although Dupont laughed again, it contained more helplessness, the dwarf's mount was as big as the Sherman War Bear, comparable to a small mountain, covered in hard scale armor, not to mention, and covered in steel armor, almost two-thirds of his body was protected.

Their heads are round and bald, with some raised bumps, like a large meteor hammer, although they have no attack magic, but they can cast earth-based defense magic, even dragon-slaying magic can't shake it, let alone ballista attacks.

"These cavalrymen are famous?"

Sissi asked, listening to Dupont's meaning, it should be acquaintance.

"They come from the Black Hand Clan, whose mission is to guard the tombs of each generation of dwarven kings. ”

Twilight explains that the dwarves' armor is black and the blade-like forging style makes them look visually aesthetically pleasing, but the most ornate is the fist on the chest that clenches the hammer, which glows green all the time due to the addition of some rare metal.

Of course, the weapons of these black hand dwarves are also very domineering, all of them are heavy war hammers that are longer than their height, and if they are hit, they will directly turn into meat sauce.

"Looks amazing!"

Su Ya scratched his scalp, to be honest, what he hated the most was cutting 'tin cans', it was too strenuous.

"Thanks to the blessing of the dwarven god Moradin, each dwarven tribe will have a hill king guardian tribe, and whenever they die, new hills will soon be born, if no new hills are born within ten years. This means that the tribe is abandoned by the Moradin god, and the tribe will leave and join other tribes. ”

Before Dupont could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Palin.

"Getting to the point. ”

"The Black Hand Clan has three kings of the hill at any given moment, so it is also known as the tribe most favored by the dwarven gods, each of their clansmen. Maybe it's because of blood relations.,More able to fight than other compatriots.。 Dupont rolled his eyes and sneered at Palin, "Go to less taverns, play less dancers, and read more!"

The art of forging is integrated into the bones of dwarves, and even three-year-old children in the whole continent know that dwarves like wine and forging the most, but for black-handed dwarves. Forge is to be removed, because apart from fine wine, their favorite thing is killing, and offering the blood and heads of their enemies to the souls of successive kings is their favorite entertainment.

The daily livelihood of the black hands is in charge of the women, and the men only cultivate and kill the enemy, so to speak, until death, they are all branded with battle.

Listen to DuPont's whispered introduction. The faces of the people around him changed slightly.

The black hand cavalry parted and gave way to it. A six-meter-tall King of the Hill rode a hero-level iron-spine drakemon.

His mount was so large that it seemed as if the thick legs of a Roman stone pillar would shake up a layer of dust and jump every time they stepped on the ground.

"Humans, get out of the Crucible!"

The hill opened its mouth, and suddenly it was like thunder, and the thick and hoarse voice hit everyone's eardrums like a heavy cannon.

"What should I do?

Alonzo asked in a whisper. These cavalry are not miscellaneous fish, but a water magician, even if their own side wins, it is estimated that there will be no fifty percent of the troops left.

DuPont was silent, not knowing how to speak.

"Humans. Don't make me repeat it a second time, get out!"

Hill's temper was very short-tempered, and he directly shook the war hammer in his hand.

Rumble!

A storm hammer formed by the elements shot out and smashed into the wall three hundred meters away, blasting out a large crater with a radius of ten meters.

This blow is definitely at the level of the Dragon Slaying Rank.

"We're here to fight the red dragon Smaug, aren't you ashamed to let it nest in the Crucible as guardians of the mausoleum?"

Twilight stands up and scolds in a hearty manner.

"It's none of your business!"

The hill grows annoyed, and a Storm Hammer slams into Twilight.

"Be careful!"

Downton took a step forward, and was about to make a move, when Twilight's lips twitched, and the Divine Word activated.

Space distorted, the Stormhammer deformed, and then vanished with a thud.

"Prophetic words?"

Not only did the hills shake, but DuPont and his party, who saw Twilight using the word for the first time, were also dumbfounded and looked at her in amazement.

"I'm Emperor Polo, the real person doesn't show up!"

Valentine and Alonzo immediately had the idea of wooing Twilight, but then laughed self-deprecatingly, how could they get this kind of character.

"Human, you are indeed qualified to crusade against Smaug!"

The attitude of the hills has improved a lot, these natives have few roots and no scheming, and the only way to make them submit is to use stronger force.

"Depending on the situation, you and the dragonmen are mortal enemies, so why don't we challenge Smaug? ”

Twilight's momentum is not inferior to that of the King of the Hill, and she wants to experience the sensation of the strange ripples that Sissi sees.

"You can pass, but I warn you that you probably haven't seen Smaug, and you've been wiped out. ”

The hill waved its hand, and the cavalry leaned close to the wall, out of the way.

"Let's go!"

Twilight's tone was unequivocal.

"But ......"

Valentine hesitated, this was to pass through the cavalry, if they repented and attacked, they would suffer a big loss.

"Let's go!"

Twilight's voice hardened.

"Yes!"

Valentine is glanced at by Twilight, and suddenly feels cold and does not dare to resist any more, which reminds him of the majesty of the first time he faced the patriarch of the Dupont family. (To be continued......)