The thrilling explosion was no longer heard, but the battle in the rain continued.

This dwarven town, built over three hundred years for generations, covers more than several miles in the mountains, is backed by mountains, built on three sides, has a very strong perimeter, and contains several workshops for smelting metals and making weapons.

Despite its location in the mountains, the workshops here are no less numerous than those in Terran towns in terms of size and skill.

You must know that the dwarves in this mountain do not communicate much with other races, and they have lived in the mountains like a paradise for more than a hundred years, and it is absolutely commendable to have such a level of technology.

The dwarves are such a group of people who are obsessed with mining and blacksmithing, they are obsessed with digging, smelting, casting and blacksmithing, constantly honing these skills, taking objects of average quality and exchanging them for food and wine from other races, and keeping the best works with them, and studying them every day until they are buried in the earth.

I don't know when the demons began to dominate outside the mountain, and the dwarves were even more reluctant to leave the safety of the mountain, and managed this place more and more delicately and comfortably.

The dwarves guarded the long caves, tasted the wine brewed by the mountain spring water, and lacked interest in things outside the mountain.

Although descended from the legendary Dwarven King Dardin, the Mountain Dwarves are clearly content with the status quo, and no one cares that their ancestors sent them to develop the mines and create peerless artifacts in order to restore the ambition of the highest glory in the history of the Dwarves, the Land of the Mountains, and thus live a carefree life.

If it weren't for the repetition of the rebellious Iwassu Zark, many dwarves would have forgotten about it completely.

The artifact in the dwarf's mouth is the golem.

In the days when the ancestors and the archmages were in harmony with each other, the dwarves made golems, and the magicians enchanted and drove them, and together they controlled this amazing artifact, so that both sides gained honor and status.

Later, the two sides broke up because of disagreements, and they were hostile to each other, blocking technology all year round, and the technology of the golem has been standing still for hundreds of years, and it is no longer the grand occasion of the year today.

If it weren't for the dwarves leaving the country, a group of people in the High Academy of Magic would have to use archaeological research methods to restore their skills, and they would be cursed as "gold thieves" by other magicians who lacked resources.

It took a lot of gold coins and time, but as a result, when he encountered a strong enemy in the Demon Land War, he still couldn't build a golem army that could be handled, and the resistance line could only rely on the heavy infantry and knights of the Terran race.

All dwarves will dig, but not all dwarves will make golems.

Dwarves are not a gregarious race, they are scattered in the mountains of the continent, and they do not interact with each other, and it is not easier for others to find those races with secret legends from them than to find legendary artifacts.

It's a time-consuming, laborious and expensive job, and after hundreds of years of searching, the former partner Wizard Organisation has gradually become discouraged, giving up the thankless search and trying out a new approach to golem development from scratch.

Even small toys are not spared, and big toys are even more difficult to refuse, for the demon lord Vincent, if he can find this kind of big toy, it will definitely make him so excited that he can't sleep for three days and three nights.

The golem must not only stand on the earth, but more importantly, it must stand on the land of the demon territory.

However, even the mage guild with a wide range of power on the continent couldn't find it, and Vincent didn't have a clue.

If there was such a technology, the coalition forces should have been used in the war thirty years ago, and who wouldn't want to sweep thousands of armies with this invulnerable iron giant?

In Vincent's opinion, the dwarves are paranoid, the magicians are hypocritical, and it is difficult for the two sides to get along, and he, the loving and friendly demon lord, is the best partner.

I have to say that there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them, Vincent didn't expect that there was such a group of hidden guys in the mountains of his territory, if it weren't for the civil strife in their clan, the secret would not have been revealed at all.

The Wind Whistling Mountains are the lair of the silver dragon, is this considered the protection of the guardian dragon?

The demons saw the treasure, but the dwarves suffered.

On the night when the cool moon was about to end, there was never an attack from outside

Whose fault is it that the town is in turmoil? No one cares, the attacker wants to eliminate the bandits, the defender resists stubbornly, and both sides do their best to kill you to the death.

As the three main streets of the town were occupied by the lord's army, the bandits who were cowering in separate courtyards or workshops were gradually cleared, and Iwasu knew that it was difficult to resist, so he fled to the back mountain with his cronies, and the remaining bandits in the town were directly abandoned, and it was already the end of the road.

Since the inhabitants of the town were all dwarves, and the men either became soldiers or worked in workshops and mines, most of the people encountered on the streets were bandits, and the old and weak women and children did not dare to go out at all.

Under the onslaught of heavily armed men and vengeful militias, the bandits in the streets were powerless, and they were either quickly routed or fled back to the mountains when the situation was not good, and not many dared to resist in the streets.

Not everyone is so spineless, and there are hard bones in dwarves.

The battle in the workshop area was more scorching than expected, and the dwarven blacksmiths inside were tenacious, they listened to Iwasu's lies, and did not believe that the lord's army would treat them well, and only used all means at their disposal to resist.

From half-finished weapons to molten iron, the dwarven craftsmen used everything they had at their disposal to create a lot of trouble for the territorial army.

Destruction is easy, but lords don't like to destroy, especially important production facilities.

Seeing the weapons and raw materials that should have been trophies being wasted, the militiamen's hearts were really angry and anxious, they did not dare to disobey the order to destroy the workshop and kill the craftsmen at will, so they could only look at the opposite side and toss inside.

Skeletons and monsters don't know what it is, but without the guidance of the militia, these guys who are unfamiliar with the terrain and the power of weapons can't do it.

Afraid to destroy the building, especially to set it on fire, the armored dwarves huddled in the building and defended it, which had a great advantage against the crispy skeletons, and the militia couldn't find a good way to see those hard-working undead creatures being smashed to pieces.

Everyone knows that the lord is the apostle of the craftsman god, the workshop is the altar of the craftsman god, and the craftsman is the believer of the craftsman god.

Finally, the lich carrying the demon beehive rushed to the vicinity after hearing the news.

The Demon Bees are ready to kill people in the chaos, but they know Vincent's temperament and don't want to hurt the craftsman on their own.

Who knows if the lord will be angry if he does such a thing? You must know that the craftsmen in the Silver Dragon Castle are all raising their eyebrows now, and they feel that they have never seen such a respected good day.

There is no way to do this, the craftsman is ingenious enough to replicate the product that the lord has rubbed out exponentially, and the blessing and joy that this brings to Vincent is unmatched by any profession.

Originally, I wanted to solve the battle quickly and dedicate the intact workshop to the lord, but it turned out to be *** annoying.