Chapter 330: Dwarf Rebellion in Rock City

The war between races is so cruel.

If there is a war between two human countries, for the sake of the same race, they will be relatively merciful. At most, they will rob and "invite" some talents to their own country. After all, everyone wants to save face.

For countries of different races, there is no way to kill them all, even if the gods they believe in are somewhat capable.

Half a month after Verin took over the Rock City, the remaining dwarves in the city gradually settled down. Although they were afraid of the human troops patrolling the streets, as long as they did not resist, there was no danger to their lives.

"How much does this cost?" Weilin came to a street stall, picked up a wooden hammer, and asked with a smile.

The broken-arm dwarf vendor showed fear on his face, waved his hands quickly, and said in common language that he was not very proficient in: "No... no money."

"How about I give you four copper coins and buy you this small wooden hammer."

"Many...thank you...thank you, sir." The dwarf merchant kept nodding.

Upon seeing this, Kyle took out a cloth bag from his pocket, counted out four copper coins, and placed them one by one in front of the dwarf vendor, while smiling and staring into the other person's eyes.

Playing with the wooden hammer in his hand, Verin turned to Kyle and said: "Ask Cassius to send people to follow him secretly and dig out this group of rebels."

"Yes." Kyle responded.

Looking at the two humans leaving, the amputated dwarf's eyes were full of hatred.

Holding the four copper coins in his hand, he wanted to throw them away, but after thinking about it, he endured it and put it in his pocket.

After dark, the armless dwarf packed up his stall and returned to Pingming District as usual, completely unaware of the assassin following him.

The floor was opened, and a one-eyed dwarf came out and asked, "Suomu, how are you doing today?"

"Sir, two humans bought a wooden hammer today and gave them three copper coins. This is the payment." The broken-arm dwarf took out three copper coins from his pocket and placed them on the table.

The one-eyed dwarf ignored the copper coins on the seat and stared at the broken-arm dwarf: "You said that a human bought something from you and gave you the money."

"Yes, sir." The broken-arm dwarf confirmed again.

"Since there are humans buying your things, why do you come back?" the one-eyed dwarf said word by word, his voice was not loud, but it directly touched the heart of the amputated dwarf.

"yes!"

The broken-arm dwarf suddenly remembered why he wanted to come back.

"Bang--"

The wooden door was kicked open, and the one-eyed dwarf grabbed the broken-arm dwarf and blocked the archer's arrows.

"Damn humans, you are actually playing dirty tricks."

Throwing away the lifeless dwarf with a broken arm, the one-eyed dwarf picked up the hammer and cursed loudly, the sound spreading around.

"Haha, I want to send a message to your accomplices. It's just wishful thinking."

Although the leading young noble could not understand the Dwarf language spoken by the one-eyed dwarf, it could be seen from his actions that he was giving a message to the dwarf resistance forces.

Unfortunately, there are a thousand troops surrounding this residential area. Unless the opponent digs a tunnel deep enough, it will be difficult to escape.

In the end, the one-eyed dwarf was shot into a hedgehog, with a body of less than 1.4 meters filled with more than 60 feather arrows.

In this residential area, more than four hundred dwarves, regardless of age or sex, were all taken away and imprisoned.

As for identifying those who are dwarf rebels and those who are innocent dwarf civilians, they don't have that much energy to do this kind of thing, so they can directly package them and sell them to slave traders, which is simple and hassle-free.

Early the next morning, this incident quickly spread throughout Shanyan City, making the remaining dwarves tremble and hide in the house, not daring to come out during this special time.

The slightly turbulent rock city quickly calmed down again. Except for praying at the temple of the dwarf mountain god, these dwarves did not dare to walk around on the streets anymore.

…

In the Sixth Headquarters, Earl Hurricane Iorises opened Balmond's letter and became more and more frightened as he read it.

"Someone is coming."

After burning the secret letter, Iorises said towards the door.

"grown ups."

A golden swordsman entered the room, knelt on one knee, and waited for Earl Hurricane's instructions.

"Go and fetch Bishop Cardon."

"Yes, sir."

The golden swordsman stood up and left the room.

After a while, a middle-aged priest with a powerful aura came to Iorises' office.

"Ayi, what can I do for you?"

"Kadeen, call me by my full name." Iorises clenched his fists and glared at him.

The middle-aged pastor didn't care at all about his best friend's expression. He sat down casually and poured himself a cup of tea: "Ayi, this title is my testimony of our friendship. I'm very sad when you say that."

"Kadeen, don't think I can't beat you, just do this, be careful I beat your son."

"Remember to give me a few more beatings." Kaderen said with a big smile on his face, "I believe he will make great progress under the guidance of his uncle."

Looking at this stubborn guy, Iorises had absolutely no way to deal with him.

"Then I'll tell my sister that last time you..."

"Go ahead and say it, I believe Selena believes me." Kaderen pretended to be calm.

"I...you..."

This guy, Iorises is completely out of options.

Seeing the other party's shouting, Earl Hurricane ignored him.

"I want to ask you to do something for me."

"Ai, tell me, leave it to me." Kaden kept a warm smile on his face, and his tone was somewhat expectant.

Count Hurricane did not keep the secret, and roughly told the story again, but hid some key information.

After all, his sister was married out and had changed her surname. Although Kaden had a close relationship with him, he was not a member of his family after all, and there were some things that he could not know.

"I will check this matter myself." Kaden's face became solemn, and he said to Ioris.

Although he hoped that this matter was just his friend and brother-in-law's alarmist talk, since the other party took it seriously, it meant that it was probably true.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Ioris said solemnly.

After Kaden left, Ioris got up and went to the office of Alfred Silves, the commander of the Sixth Command, to suggest that the other party issue an order to let all the troops stationed around the Misty River stay in place, and without orders, they must not cross the Misty River without authorization and enter the northwest Xiqiu Province.

Six days later, Weilin, who was far away in Mountain Rock City, received an order from the Corps Command, strictly ordering the 135th Corps not to cross the Misty River and enter the territory of Xiqiu Province.

Seeing this order, Weilin was relieved. It seemed that his uncle was still capable. Next time, he would bring a few glowing wines to visit him.

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