Chapter 824: Council of Death Chiefs

The weight of a person's words constantly changes with his strength.

Gavin's initial impression of Jiharin was that of an ambitious young man. The so-called promise was just a stepping stone to cooperate with them, the remnants of the Kingdom of Tethyama. What he valued was the superb forging skills of their spirit race.

At that time, Jihalin may have seen a glimmer of hope in him, but not much. He just cooperated with the intention of not losing money.

Many things are based on normal business cooperation.

But with the restart of Colossus City, the other party still does not forget its original intention and decentralizes power to a great extent, which is commendable.

Even Jiharin, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, was completely moved. A warm current flowed in his heart. He held Gavin's arm heavily and said loudly: "The great soul forger Moradin has witnessed for us that from today on Starting from now on, the Iron Clan and Lord Gavin will forever form a brotherhood. Your business is our business. No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, we will rush forward without hesitation as long as we are called. If we violate our oath, we will not hesitate to come. Abandoned by God."

The dwarves keep their promise.

This is not their self-bragging, but is recognized by the intelligent races of Faerûn.

As long as it is something they promise, not only will they do their best to abide by it, but even the children and grandchildren who teach them by words and deeds will remember to abide by it. It is not uncommon among dwarves for a grandfather's promise to be fulfilled by his grandson.

This fine tradition was engraved on their souls when their main god Moradin forged them.

Therefore, they are taciturn and make few promises.

There is a premise in this matter. The strong-drinking race was not drunk when he made the promise.

If he caused losses because he believed in the promise of a drunken dwarf, and went to those strong-drinking race theories, he would only be ridiculed. This was not their dwarf's problem, but his own.

Even the dwarves would not believe the nonsense of a drunkard. If it were them, it would be worthy of belief. The whole world would have been in such chaos.

What is more solemn than the dwarves' promises is the oath they made in the name of the dwarf god Moradin.

Jihalin, however, did not drink.

Gavin said solemnly: "This is my honor. From today on, the affairs of the Iron Clan are my business. As long as there is a need, I will do my best."

"Okay, okay, okay." Jihalin shouted continuously, "Then, next, Taste and Theszet will be handed over to the lord. You will take them to the desperate Eastern Territory and let them see more of them. Seeing the world and learning more will be very helpful for their future.”

Centuries of exile have already taught this dwarf king the political skills of humans.

Tasht and Theszet were none other than his two sons, the future kings of the Kingdom of Tesyama.

He places them next to Gavin to further prove his sincerity - this is a proton commonly used by humans.

If you are planning a rebellion behind your back, you must first consider the safety of your future heirs.

"Okay, it just so happens that I lack forging talents around me. It would be too troublesome to come back to the clan leader for some minor matters." Gavin readily agreed.

What he values ​​​​is not their proton interaction, but the exchange of emotions.

He is familiar with future history and knows clearly that the exiled dwarf king in front of him has entered his twilight years. If there is no other way to extend his life, he will die in ten years.

Although his destiny may change because of him, he has to make two preparations to establish a good emotional foundation with the future successor of the Kingdom of Tesyama.

Jihalin may not be without this consideration.

Gavin suddenly remembered something, "If I remember correctly, your spirit race has the habit of domesticating wild boars as mounts, including razor boars, which are called thunder tooth cavalry."

"Yes, we do have this custom. It's just that the lord got confused. We dwarves call the tamed ferocious wild boar mount Thunder Fang, so we have the term Thunder Fang Cavalry.

If you want to tame the razor boar, you must open a special extraordinary advanced profession, the Thunder Fury Knight. This profession perfectly blends the bravery of our dwarves with the ferocity of the razor boar, bursting out with terrifying frontal charging capabilities. , the dwarf thunder knights rushing out of the mountains in groups, even those giants would tremble. "

Jihalin was proud and a little lonely, "It's just that this scene is only engraved in the memory of the dwarves and the stone murals. It has not appeared in people's sight for thousands of years, because the cavalry can only be seen in open places and on large scales." In the case of clusters, you can give full play to your greatest advantages.

Among the five thousand dwarves in Colossus City, there are only a few dozen Thunder Fang Cavalry, and there is no Thunder Fury Knight. No one has advanced to an advanced profession that has no chance to exert its maximum power. "

"It didn't happen before, but it doesn't mean there won't happen in the future." Gavin comforted, "We are not starting from scratch now. I happen to have a group of razor boars in captivity over there in the valley, and there are no suitable knights yet. I will transfer them all, and the clan leader can transfer them. Arm them with the right manpower. I will focus on collecting ferocious wild boars in the future, and strive to create a world-famous dwarf thunder and fury heavy cavalry in Colossus City."

The ferocity of large magical beasts like the Razor Boar was beyond Gavin's expectations, except for the fact that Nora barely subdued the Razor Boar King by using the method of boiling an eagle.

The number of razor boars raised in the Vizeme Manor is growing, but no one can tame them. If you are not careful, they will seriously injure you. One razor boar even beheaded him.

This forced Gavin to stop the brute force method and wait for a more suitable opportunity.

"I didn't expect that the Lord has so many treasures in his hands?" Jihalin asked in surprise, "I wonder how many razor boars the Lord has?"

"There should be two or three hundred, so prepare two hundred." Gavin smiled with unconcealed pride, "There is no way to estimate the follow-up. I use those razor boars as seeds and breed them with a large number of sows and domestic sows. At least two thousand will be pregnant. In the next one or two months, they will give birth one after another. These hybrids, even if they are not as powerful as their fathers, will not be much worse. At least they can be comparable to ferocious boars. Their growth period is very short. As long as they are carefully raised, they can be of great use in two or three years."

"The Lord still has a long-term vision." Jihalin gave Gavin a thumbs up "This is a very profitable business. If it succeeds, you can get a batch of good mounts. If it fails, there is no loss. You can still kill them and eat meat."

"I think so too. If we can cultivate larger pigs, it will also be a good harvest." Gavin finally made the decision, "Leave the selection of soldiers to the tribe leader, and leave the equipment and mounts to me. First, build the framework of the army. When you think the time is right, you can attack the monster forces in the Troll Mountains. I will let the Lord of Shanoba fully cooperate with you."

"I'm looking forward to that day." The heroic spirit of the wandering dwarf king was completely aroused by Gavin. He was eager to fight and looked forward to the scene when the dwarf's thunder cavalry and heavy infantry surged out of the Colossus City.

Gavin made an invitation: "Next, I am going to meet the envoy of my Council of Death Chiefs. Please come with me, Lord Chief."

"No, if I participate in this matter, it will have a counterproductive effect." Jihalin shook his head and refused. "The hatred between giants and dwarves has lasted for tens of thousands of years and is engraved in their bones. Even those giants who have never seen dwarves in their lives have an instinctive hatred for us, not to mention the Council of Death Chiefs, which is a direct participant in the war between giants and dwarves. If the Colossus City is in the hands of the kobolds, there is still room for easing the tension between the two sides, but if... If we return to the hands of the dwarves, the contradictions will be difficult to reconcile. We need time to develop the Colossus City now, so it is best not to start a war lightly. "

Gavin made an impassioned speech: "Peace is not obtained by compromise, but by using the sword in your hand. If the messenger of the Council of Death Chiefs puts forward the excessive demand of driving all dwarves out of the Colossus City, can I still agree? This is undoubtedly cutting off my own feet. I will do my best to strive for peace, but if they insist on provoking a war, I will never be afraid of war. "

In the past half month, Gavin has indeed brought a lot of impact to the East Region of Despair.

But the war there is also subtly changing Gavin's concept, allowing him to have a more accurate positioning of his current strength. Even when facing those top existences, he is not powerless to fight back, especially the enemies of the Council of Death Chiefs involving the undead realm, he still has a lot of advantages.

"Since the Lord is so heroic, I won't be shy. "Jiha Lin changed his tone readily.

After all, he doesn't want to hand over the fate of himself and his people to others.

The Council of Death Chieftains is not a bunch of fools. They will not be unaware that a large number of dwarves have gathered in Colossus City just because they are avoiding them.

"Let's go." Gavin and Jihalin ended their separate consultation and went directly to the meeting hall of Colossus City.

This used to be the dwarf court of this city. The style of this city is displayed to the extreme here - big.

The size of all things has been enlarged to the giant version. The roof is as high as 15 meters. The stone throne placed in the center is enough to accommodate a storm giant sitting on it. The only exception is probably the stairs. This is built according to the size of ordinary people, but if you look closely, you will find that they were added later.

It is true that this city was built by the Supreme Shanatar Dwarves, but there is a premise.

This place used to belong to the territory of the giants, and those stone giants also built their own city palaces here.

Those dwarves rebuilt it on the basis of the giant buildings.

In order to show their strength and glory, they retained many giant features, especially this royal court, so that it would be more convenient to meet those giant messengers and captives and declare sovereignty to them.

After five thousand years, it played its role again.

But this time, the people sitting on the throne were no longer dwarves, but a half-elf and a dragonborn, with a dwarf and a gray dwarf sitting on their left and right.

Accompanied by a roar of steam, the twenty-meter-high steel gate opened with a rumble.

This is the real gate of the Colossus City. The two gates that the dog-headed people used to go through were both side gates.

Amid the announcement, two stone giants walked in with steady steps. Against the backdrop of all the huge things around them, they seemed very inconspicuous, but when they really walked in front of them, they would find that they were behemoths that were more than three times larger than ordinary people.

The stone giant on the right is very similar to Domingo, the stone giant manager who was imprisoned in the City of the Colossus. His blue-gray skin makes his body look a little thin. In fact, it is covered with as solid and shapely bones as rocks. Muscles and wearing a thick giant body armor make him look more brave.

Yuriu, who was sitting on Gavin's left hand, recognized it at a glance. The giant's full-body armor came from Colossus Dungeon and was made by them. Therefore, they knew how strong this thing's defense was. It was a soldier's sword below the extraordinary. , directly without breaking the defense.

Everyone's attention couldn't help but fall on the stone giant on the left. He was wearing the same style of giant full-body armor, but the armor on his body was no longer the original color of steel, but gray, exuding a strong aura of death.

The most unique thing is that, except for the joints with gaps for easy movement, there are no ropes or buckles for removing the armor in the entire set of armor. It is as if it is directly welded to his body. The position of his eyes is shining with a cold light. The cold glow, from which I can't feel any emotion or temperature belonging to living beings.

The undead stone giant.

This is what makes the Council of Death Chiefs most famous.

The stone giant's name was Asim, and the immortal stone giant's name was Upendra.

After introducing each other's identities, the stone giant envoy Asim took the lead in attacking, "I come on behalf of His Majesty Duokong, the great Lord of the Eternal Giants, the Great Chief of the Council of Death Chiefs, and the last King of the Giant Kingdom Nedheim, to give you the final The ultimatum requires you to return the dwarf graves in our mines within ten days, expel all the dwarves in this city, and then pay 10 million gold coins as compensation for your unauthorized attack on our property, otherwise we will use force. "

Just as Gavin guessed, this Council of Death Chiefs really came with bad intentions. They put forward three extremely harsh conditions in one mouth.

"What does it mean to attack your property without authorization?" Before he could speak, Jihalin jumped up and retorted condescendingly, "Have you seen the heart of the mountains above the Lord? This is the energy of this city. The key controls everything that belongs here. The person who controls it is the real owner of this city, including the dwarf tomb you are talking about. You are the real intruders. It is good that we have not held you accountable. You If you still have the nerve to ask for war compensation, don’t even think about trying to get us dwarves to leave our city.”

The political acumen of this wandering dwarf king is absolutely top-notch. Many things can be understood with just a hint from Gavin.

When talking about something like this, someone needs to be a good person and a bad person. Dwarves who have a feud with the giants are the best choice to act as spoilers, especially when the other party's demands are a real threat to their interests.

Whether it was the huge potential shown by Colossus City or the significance of this place for their army to counterattack the Tesyama Mine, they had no way of giving up.

Especially after they had just reaffirmed their alliance with Gavin and gained greater autonomy, they couldn't give up easily.

"Your city." Asim, the stone giant messenger who was still a little tepid at first, involuntarily raised his voice several bars, and the entire palace seemed to be resonating with it, "The Giant Running Mountains were once a playground for us giants to play. Field, the Giant Plains is the big garden in front of our house, and the Troll Mountains are our backyard, where we keep our servants.

This palace was dug out of the mountain bit by bit by our ancestors with chisels and hammers, even the stone chairs you sit on are no exception.

When we giants owned this place, you were just a bunch of rats hiding underground.

How dare you, a group of descendants of thieves, declare your sovereignty here to us, the real masters? "

In terms of long-term memory, giants are far superior to dwarves. They are also a long-lived race. Even the shortest-lived hill giants have a natural lifespan of more than five hundred years. Although the stone giants are not the longest-lived, they still have memories of thousands of years. life.

Not to mention, when these stone giants did not take the ordinary path and transformed themselves into intelligent undead, their racial memory would be even longer.

Even for dwarves, the giant empire Nederheim is a legend, but for these stone giants, at least some of them, it is still a living memory.

It would have been nice not to mention the ownership of the City of the Colossus, but this mention directly hit the stone giant's lungs and exploded on the spot.

"You giants brought this upon yourself. It was you who robbed our ancestors. As your miners, it was your unbridled greed that led to the great alliance of all Moradin people and brought disaster to yourself." Harlem had long understood the history of the city through the history of the murals in the City of the Colossus, and he responded generously.

The main purpose is not to distinguish right from wrong back then.

Instead, he attracts hatred, completely muddies the water, and takes the opportunity to learn more about his opponent.

When you lose control of your emotions, you are more likely to reveal your true intentions.

The stone giant Asim obviously wanted to refute, but was interrupted by the undead stone giant beside him, "This kind of struggle for belonging happened five thousand years ago, when the dwarves of Supreme Shatana were still alive. There is no clear distinction. What is the point of talking about this now?

We only say that now, the dwarf grave has been under our rule and management for two thousand years, and he and his people are the property of our Death Chiefs Council. If you take it without asking, you are invading and starting a war. .

Making compensation is a matter of course. We consider your young age and ignorance, and give you a chance to make amends in a human way.

If you don’t know how to cherish it, we will use the Death Chiefs Council to resolve this dispute. "