At first, the big shots in Turanze didn't think the "black dwarves" were a big problem.

After all, everyone knows how small and harsh the living space deep in the Fang Mountains is.

Regardless of the way of life in Turanze or the Land of Holy Light, there is not enough land to develop and support a powerful race.

The well-informed chiefs and the wise high priests did not even think that the "black dwarves" were a brand new race.

Instead, they were regarded as a small harassment force secretly transported to the rear of Turanze by the Holy Light Temple, or the rat people who escaped from Turanze had become deformed, ugly and beyond recognition after thousands of years of transformation.

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As for how many towns were captured by the black dwarves?

This is perfectly normal!

You know, the southern border was originally the most desolate, barren, and least favored place in Tulanze.

The five major clans all regard it as a barren land and have no interest in exploring and expanding...

Only the rat people who could not bear the oppression of the five major clans would flee to the southern border and establish their own villages and towns.

After the mandala flowers bloomed, the five major clans all sent their own recruitment teams to the southern border to recruit "rat warriors".

Like a grate, they combed through rat villages and towns over and over again.

The slightly stronger rat people were all captured by them and included in their cannon fodder troops.

The rat people who were not even interested in recruiting teams were either the old, weak, sick and disabled with missing arms or legs, or they had seen the situation and fled in advance to the remaining mountains of the Fang Mountains, among the undulating mountains.

After that, the elite forces of the five major clans all marched north to engage in the "Five Clans Contest."

Now, they are all deployed on the northern front, waiting to be ready, sharpening their swords, waiting for the completion of the total mobilization of the war, and then they will attack the Land of Holy Light with all their strength.

Under this situation, the entire southern border is almost undefended.

What's so strange about being temporarily taken advantage of by a black dwarf?

The actions of the black dwarves after occupying several rat towns also convinced the big shots that this was just a small harassment force from the enemy.

According to the reconnaissance results of the falcon warriors of the Thunder Clan, after occupying the rat town, the black dwarves did not continue to attack northward, but stationed themselves on the spot, and then began... to dig holes.

Yes, the falcon warriors could see clearly that the black dwarves controlled huge, rumbling, smoking giant machines and began to dig holes all over the mountains and plains.

They dug huge holes in the barren land where there was nothing, and not even the mandala tree wanted to grow. Looking down from the sky, it was so dark that it was impossible to see the bottom.

Many more trenches were dug, criss-crossing and spreading like a spider web, connecting the rat towns and all the caves together.

The momentum of that huge machine is quite astonishing, and it is in line with the Turan orcs' aesthetic concept of "bigness is beauty, and the louder the movement, the more powerful it is."

But the falcon warriors couldn't understand at all what the black dwarf was doing controlling the huge machine, and why he dug so many strange holes and trenches in the earth?

When the news came back to Red Gold City, "Black Mountain Bloodhoof" who had become the war chief and the other big shots could only scratch their heads and think that the black dwarf probably really has rat blood, is a "gopher man", and likes to fight the most.

They dig holes and pits and live in complex underground lairs.

Moreover, the number of black dwarves should not be large, and their combat effectiveness is mediocre. Otherwise, they would not stand still and be content with just a few pitiful rat towns on the southern border.

"I'm afraid, for the black dwarves who have been huddled deep in the Fang Mountains, even the rat people's shabby towns are like magnificent palaces. Can they be satisfied and enjoy themselves to the fullest?"

Although he didn't take the black dwarf seriously.

Suppression is still necessary.

If we can't solve the trouble behind us before Turan's army marches north.

Not to mention the issue of being backstabbed by the southern front when the war was raging on the northern front.

Let's just say that the ancestral spirit is furious and no longer protects this Turan army that can't even be defeated by the "black dwarves" or "gopher people". The consequences are disastrous.

Black Mountain Bloodhoof has just become war chief.

He also urgently needs a clean victory to enhance his prestige.

Of course, it is just to deal with the black dwarves, and it is not necessary to dispatch the heavily armored battle groups of the five major clans, all of which are wearing totem armor.

Chief Bloodhoof gave this not-so-glorious task to his son Kasava.

Kasava's performance in Noire City was really unsatisfactory.

His negligence caused the Blood Skull Temple to be looted by shameless thieves.

How many treasures were lost is another matter. The key is that he brought shame to the family and almost ruined Black Mountain Bloodhoof's ascension to the throne of war chief.

Warchief Bloodhoof was furious.

Originally, he wanted to deprive his son of his position as "Commander of the Bloodskulls" and send him to a certain cannon fodder unit.

Kasava, however, volunteered and wanted to make meritorious deeds.

And provided a piece of information that his father could not refuse.

Kasava told Warchief Bloodhoof that he had seen the "black dwarf".

No, he has not only seen them, he has dealt with black dwarves and has a deep understanding of these cunning and sneaky guys.

Not long ago, a black dwarf spy sneaked into his Blood Skull Arena.

Including the robbery of the Bloodskull Temple, the black dwarves and the rat rebels had to collude with each other and work together to succeed.

Although he failed to take good care of the Blood Skull Temple.

But in the battle of wits and courage, he gained a deep understanding of the Black Dwarf's crime style.

He is willing to issue a military order and will definitely use the blood of tens of thousands of black dwarves to wash away the shame he suffered in Black Horn City.

Otherwise, come and see us!

Speaking of this, Chief Bloodhoof reluctantly agreed to Kasava's offer.

However, Black Mountain Bloodhoof did not let Kasava command the elite troops of the Bloodhoof clan as he wanted.

"They are just black dwarves. No matter which elite force is put in charge of killing them, it will be a great insult, not the highest honor."

Chief Bloodhoof asked Kasava to lead his own soldiers, plus a small number of scouts from the Thunder and Lightning Clan, top soldiers from the Darkmoon Clan, and heavy logistics troops from the Shenmu Clan. The main force was from the Golden Clan, the most unruly and rebellious.

The jackals, tigers and leopards were mixed into a majestic-looking "bandit-suppressing force".

I guess, according to Chief Bloodhoof's idea, it would be great if Kasaval could destroy the black dwarves.

If the war is at a stalemate, then just this bandit-suppression force, which is mainly composed of jackals, tigers and leopards, will travel a long way from the Chijin City in the north of Turanze to the southern border, and make some adjustments to the logistics supplies along the way.

It was enough to make the jackals, tigers and leopards suffer a lot, lose their temper, and learn how to obey the orders of the war chief.

If unfortunately, the war is unfavorable, of course, under the protection of the great ancestor spirits, this situation is basically impossible to happen.

But if it does happen, then it is not a big price to pay to lose an heir who has brought shame and humiliation to the family.

The most important thing is to let the unruly wolves, tigers and leopards hit a big nail, and be disgraced and bruised, so that they no longer dare to disobey the war chief's will.

To put it bluntly, from Chief Bloodhoof to ordinary orc warriors, no one took the black dwarves seriously.

They all feel that the black dwarves are just a tool to solve Turanze's internal problems.

It is just a whetstone to help them sharpen their claws and swords before the real war comes.

What happened next was the scene that everyone witnessed.

The bandit-suppression force that had just completed its reorganization had just set out from Red Gold City. Before they left the territory of the Golden Clan, they encountered the "magic soldiers descending from the sky" from Meng Chao and the Wolf King.

The main force of the anti-bandit force, the absolute majority of jackals, tigers and leopards, were originally unwilling to go to the southern border to fight those damn "black dwarves" in an inexplicable battle that would be embarrassing if they won and even more embarrassing if they lost.

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No wonder they surrendered so happily after Meng Chao suppressed Kasava.

"Lord Wolf King, aren't the black dwarves our enemies? Why do you say they are 'allies'?"

You said something, I said something, and the mid-level officers who had clearly introduced the situation were still confused.

Gazes full of awe and confusion would glance at Meng Chao evasively from time to time.

As if strange, the black dwarf's combat power seems to be far stronger than what the intelligence said.

Moreover, how did a black dwarf team up with the Wolf King, go deep into the sacred and inviolable Holy Mountain Temple, put on Turanze's totem armor, and gain the recognition of the great ancestors?

There is no need for the Wolf King to deceive them.

Totems don't lie.

However, "If they were really allies, why did they occupy the southern towns of Turanze?"

The Wolf King smiled slightly.

It was as if the subordinates had asked a stupid question that was completely unworthy of an answer.

"The five major clans of Turanze are not only allies who fight side by side, but also brothers who share life and death. Many of us have not only the blood of one clan flowing in our bodies, but the glory of two or even three clans condensed into

Together."

The Wolf King asked back, "Then tell me, why do the five major clans still have to compete through the 'Five Clans Confrontation' method in order to form an alliance through blood and form an army?"

The mid-level officers looked at each other, suddenly enlightened.

"Now, you should understand, right?"

The Wolf King said calmly, "This time, the new friends I invited for Turanze are completely different and powerful beings from the undead from the ancient tombs, frost barbarians, and two-headed trolls that you have seen before.

"They have as much glory and pride as the Turan orcs.

"Of course, they also understand and appreciate the tradition of Turanze, and like to use methods such as 'Game of the Brave' and 'Confrontation of the Five Clans' to increase understanding, promote friendship, understand each other's weight and temperament, and avoid bigger problems.

Large-scale, unnecessary misunderstandings occur.
Chapter completed!