Avendel Dan, the dwarves finally broke away from the joyous atmosphere of victory and began to silently clean the battlefield and clean up the bodies of their compatriots.
There were dark scorch marks and mottled bloodstains everywhere on the city wall, and there were large pieces of solidified metal under the city wall.
Thousands of dwarf warriors died heroically in this battle. Even if they died, they did not forget to fight the orcs and protect their common home.
The older dwarf lifted the body that was still on the ground in a fighting posture, gently stroked its cheek, and closed its angry eyes.
"Child, go with peace of mind, Avendeldan has not yet fallen.
May you gain eternal life in the kingdom of Moradin. ”
At the end of his speech, his voice was choked with sobs. Faced with the departure of his relatives, even the dwarf, who had always been bold and rough, could not help but feel sad.
The dwarf next to him also stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "I will definitely do it, Carl.
These dead compatriots are all heroes of our dwarves, and the gods of Modinsaman will not treat them badly.
Our heroes will live a carefree life in Paradise Mountain, forging the best armor and weapons for Father God. ”
The dwarf named "Karl" nodded heavily, his eyes becoming more determined.
"I will follow your Majesty to guard Avendeldan and drive the orcs back to the north, so that their heroic spirits can be comforted."
"Yes, the orc offensive is far from over. Now is not the time to be sad."
After all, the shield dwarves of the Alpine Kingdom only withstood the first wave of the orcs' offensive.
The huge army composed of hundreds of thousands of orcs and surrounding Aiwendeldan was like a haze in the hearts of the dwarves, lingering for a long time.
“What a brutal battle
Fortunately, we finally defended Avendeldan and preserved the dignity of the mountain kingdom. ”
Standing on the towering city wall, overlooking the scorched earth ruins below, Ed, as the king, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Even when the army of Holy Fadelan invaded a hundred years ago, he was not so nervous. After all, this time the orcs came out in full force without reservation.
What's more, as enemies for tens of thousands of years, the blood feud has long been irresolvable. There is no room for reconciliation between the dwarves and the orcs, and they will fight to the death.
Bjorn appeared next to Ed, with happiness still on his face: "Your Majesty, we would like to thank this strange guest."
Ed said sincerely: "Yes, if it weren't for that golden dragon, I'm afraid Evandeldan would be in danger today.
But Bjorn, don’t you know him? ”
Bjorn shook his head: "Golden dragons that can reach this size are at least at the level of ancient dragons. They rarely appear in Fianso Continent.
He is most likely a reinforcement from Heavenly Mountain, a righteous person who believes in His Majesty Bahamut. ”
Ed raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see the golden dragon still hovering high in the sky, seemingly observing the situation of the orc army.
So the dwarf king waved his hand in the air and shouted loudly.
"Powerful and noble Golden Dragon, you are the benefactor of our mountain kingdom and even the entire dwarf clan!
I am the king of the shield dwarves. Please come to the city of Avendeldan and talk to me——"
"Ouch——"
The golden dragon high in the sky seemed to hear the dwarf's cry and let out a loud roar.
Immediately, the golden dragon waved its undulating wings, hovering gracefully above the city wall as if swimming in the air, and slowly descended.
Many scholars agree that gold dragons are the most graceful flyers of all the true dragons, and gold dragons particularly agree with this sentiment.
The shadow cast by the dragon swept over the city wall and enveloped many dwarves.
"Moradin on top"
"God."
Facing such a behemoth, even though they knew it was an ally, the dwarf warriors were still a little nervous. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva and tighten their grip on the crossbows in their hands.
"Boom!"
The huge body of more than thirty meters long stepped on the solid tower, making a loud noise, but the figure seemed quite light.
——This golden dragon has been as cautious as possible, almost tiptoeing, but it still crushes the rocks under its feet.
Countless pairs of eyes looked from bottom to top in surprise, shock, and even admiration towards this majestic giant dragon that was as magnificent as a golden statue.
Ed also raised his head in surprise and looked up at this strange visitor.
I saw the golden dragon folding its wide wings extending to its tail on its back like a huge golden moth.
This golden dragon has pupils like molten gold ponds, and a dozen slender whiskers floating around its mouth.
——This makes his appearance look wise and mature, and also full of the graceful and luxurious temperament unique to the golden dragon.
It is indeed a golden dragon, and it is the elder among the golden dragons. It is very likely that he is a noble ancient dragon.
Ed and Bjorn thought at the same time in their hearts.
As the upper-level rulers of the Alpine Kingdom, they had also visited Heaven Mountain and seen those huge and majestic metal dragons.
As the recognized leader of the metal dragons, the golden dragon with golden scales and whiskers is undoubtedly the most unique and dazzling existence among them.
The golden dragon looked around and finally fixed its gaze on the dwarf king.
In the eyes of the arrogant dragon, only the legends among the dwarves are barely worth making friends with.
Ed quickly lowered his head and bowed deeply: "Kind Golden Dragon, please forgive me for being rude. I am shocked by your dignity.
This time our mountain kingdom was able to withstand the orcs' offensive. We would also like to thank you for your help and your kindness. We, the shield dwarves, will never forget it. ”
He took a deep breath, and then said with a serious tone and a grateful face: "My name is Ed Klein, the king of Blackstone Mountain, a descendant of Dumazon, and a follower of Moradin.
I don’t know. Can I know your distinguished name? ”
"Titus."
The golden dragon looked down at the dwarf and spoke slowly, his voice was magnetic, gentle and low.
"You can call me Titus, but my identity is just a passing golden dragon.
I just can't stand the rude and barbaric behavior of the orcs, so I'm giving you a little help. ”
Ed laughed heartily: "Your Excellency Titus, you not only gave a little help, you simply changed the trend of this war!
If it hadn't been for your righteous action, facing the fierce offensive of the orcs, it would have been a question whether Aiwendeldan could survive.
Don't worry, as a reward, our mountain kingdom will definitely offer you the most precious treasure. We dwarves are very confident when it comes to making utensils and jewelry. ”
The dwarf king has considerable experience in dealing with metal dragons. He once fought alongside the silver dragons of the Melward clan.
The most important point is that even if the metal dragon says he doesn't care, he must not forget to give them enough financial rewards, otherwise he may be resented by the other party.
Revenge and greed are the characteristics of almost all dragons, even kind and just metal dragons are hard to avoid. "Sir Ed."
The golden dragon turned his head and looked into the distance, his golden pool-like eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a faint glow.
"The remuneration can be discussed later. It doesn't matter. You know-your war is far from over.
The offensive just now is probably just a test. The number of the orc army is more than 200,000, and there are many strong ones who can compete with you and me. ”
"Two hundred thousand?"
"Yes, and according to my observation, there are more orcs moving south on the Ugo Grassland."
Ed suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.
The number of the orc army has far exceeded the total population of the Alpine Kingdom. If this continues, the fall of Avendeldan will become almost inevitable.
As if aware of the other party's emotional fluctuations, Jin Long raised his eyebrows: "Are you scared?"
The dwarf king sighed deeply and smiled bitterly: "Of course he is afraid, who can not be afraid?
However, I am not afraid of the orc army, but I am afraid that my subjects will become slaves, and that Avendeldan, which symbolizes the glory of the dwarves, will fall.
Ed raised his head, his expression became serious, and his tone was still so firm: "Your Excellency Titus, thank you again for your profound understanding.
The Alpine Kingdom is the inheritance passed down from generation to generation by our dwarf family. Even if there are ten times more enemies, we will never give up. ”
"Very good."
The golden dragon folded its wings and walked lightly on the towering city wall, inspecting the dwarf defenders.
"Dwarves, I see your determination and will to resist the invasion. The orc army is very powerful, but it is not invincible. I will continue to stay in Avendeldan to help you until.
The war is won. ”
Ed solemnly placed the warhammer on his chest, his voice full of gratitude: "On behalf of all the people of the Mountain Kingdom, I pay tribute to you, the great Lord Titus.
From now on, you are our forever friend. My abilities are limited, but no matter where you are in Fianthal, the dwarves will do their best to help you. ”
Unlike the introverted elves, the dwarves have always been clear about love and hate, and like to express their feelings openly, even their king is no exception.
In the minds of the dwarf kings, this mysterious and powerful golden dragon has become a solid ally of their mountain kingdom.
Although he didn't know the origin of the so-called "Lord Titus", he was a noble golden dragon!
The golden dragon is a symbol of justice and order, a loyal believer of Bahamut and the leader of the metal dragons. Who would question such an existence?
However, at the same time, Jin Long felt particularly comfortable. Instead of calling him "Titus", it would be better to call him by his real name - Cassius Claudius Noricius.
Yes, this golden dragon is Emperor Ranjin, or more accurately, the incarnation of the dragon shadow that carries the emperor's will.
At this moment, his body is still refining the blood of Carix on the Dragon Blood Mountain in the empire.
After leaving the Anzeta Wilderness, Cassius turned into an ancient golden dragon with the help of the ability of [Incarnate Ancient Dragon].
Immediately afterwards, relying on his understanding of the plot, he intervened at the most critical moment in the "Battle of Blackstone Mountain", which would be famous in later generations, and helped the dwarves win.
In fact, even if the golden dragon incarnated by Cassius does not intervene in this war, the "Lord of the Mountains" Ed will break free and rely on the holy objects left by the gods Modinshaman to resist the orcs' offensive and fight to the death... Defend Evindeldan.
But Cassius turned the icing on the cake into help in the nick of time, making the appearance and assistance of "Golden Dragon Titus" an indispensable part of the dwarves' victory.
"Haha. Dwarves, since I saved your country and you are so grateful, then use the entire Blackstone Mountains to repay me.
In the near future, my empire will collect due rewards from you. ”
Looking at the grateful expressions of the dwarves, Titus, or Cassius, laughed secretly in his heart.
But Ed said worriedly: "Sir Titus, can you contact His Majesty Bahamut in Heaven Mountain?"
"Tsk, now I am no longer qualified to face His Majesty Bahamut, and I don't even have the face to face my compatriots.
Now, I can only atone for my sins by devoting all my strength to practice Bahamut's way of justice."
Titus shook his head slowly, looking at the blue sky, his voice low.
Hearing the golden dragon's Riddler-like answer, Ed sensed something was wrong and thought of many stories in history about people who disobeyed the gods and were punished.
The dwarf king quickly lowered his head, "I'm sorry, Lord Titus, I didn't mean to offend you by prying into your past, and I didn't mean any offense."
"I know."
"It's just that our current strength is too weak. I'm afraid Ivan Deldan's warriors alone may not be able to fight against the army of hundreds of thousands of orcs."
The golden dragon turned his head and looked at the ruins under the city wall. The slender whiskers were floating in the air, looking quite elegant.
"It's okay, Lord Ed. If I remember correctly, the time is almost up."
"What time?" The dwarf king looked confused.
But the corners of Jin Long's mouth raised, and a meaningful smile appeared on his wise face: "The time when the allies of the Mountain Kingdom arrive in Avendeldan."
According to the plot, after receiving the letter, the Elf Queen immediately dispatched her own bodyguards to Avendeldan to assist the dwarves in resisting the orcs' southward movement, regardless of the obstruction of the Council of Elders.
Among the reinforcements she dispatched was the famous legendary paladin, "Blade of Twilight" - Rhea Nero.
"Haha, this person is really an old acquaintance. To be more precise, he should be an enemy."
Cassius felt particularly emotional when he thought of the powerful paladin who made him run away in embarrassment when he first met him.
Although Cassius had little impression of the dragon mother whom he had only met once, the urgency and humiliation of life and death in the hands of others still left a deep impression on him.
More than ten years passed by. Unexpectedly, when he met this half-elf paladin again, his identity would become the respected "Ancient Golden Dragon".
"Wow——"
Before he finished speaking, the space under the city wall was distorted by flickering white light.
Immediately afterwards, under the nervous gaze of many dwarf warriors in Avendeldan City, a star-studded portal appeared and slowly opened.
I saw a half-elf wearing silver light armor and a silver sword at his waist striding forward.
She raised her head, revealing her beautiful and cold face, her silver hair neatly tied back.
The half-elf looked at the dwarf on the tower, slightly surprised to see the huge golden dragon, and then nodded in greeting.
"Dear Lord of the Mountains, I come with the will of Your Majesty Iselin, the King of Serenia and Co-Lord of the Moon Elves.
We will abide by the holy alliance that has existed for thousands of years and resist the orc invasion together with the shield dwarf allies of the mountain kingdom. ”
Behind the half-elves, hundreds of pure-blood elves with fair skin and long ears walked out of the portal one after another.
The elves appeared in front of everyone wearing silver light armor, holding silver long bows or wooden staffs, and riding Pegasus, unicorns and other kind-hearted and unique magical beasts.
These are the followers of Silver Moon who are only loyal to Elf Queen Iselin, and they are all the power she can mobilize at this moment.
In order to continue the holy alliance for thousands of years and resist the southward invasion of the orcs, the queen, who was regarded as a puppet, had staked all her chips.
Ed's expression was first one of astonishment, and then one of uncontrollable ecstasy: "Your Excellency Titus, your accomplishments in prophecy are really astounding to me." (End of Chapter)