Chapter 353: Rest and Reorganization Order
"Humans burned down the Copper Mountain City, but all the entrances were opened. I suspect they want to lure us out." A cave dwarf chief said.
"I think so too." A dwarf chief wearing leather armor nodded in agreement, "This human army burned down the Copper Mountain City and moved those mountain dwarves out, trying to cut off our access to food."
"Then there is nothing to discuss. Our food can be used by our people for six years. No matter what conspiracy these humans have, we will stay in the tunnel and watch them perform quietly."
"The chief is right. Survival is the most important thing now. As for the group of mountain dwarves, they have never treated us as fellow tribesmen. Their life and death have nothing to do with us cave dwarves."
The other cave dwarf chiefs nodded one after another when they heard this, feeling a little happy.
Their cave dwarf tribe is simply the black earth people in the human world. They are not welcomed wherever they go. Now they see these mountain dwarves who used to be domineering suffer, and they feel very happy.
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In the ground world, Weilin followed Kyle's advice and organized the eight thousand dwarves into groups of one hundred people. He sent a small team of soldiers to guard them and escort them to the wilderness to collect food and cut down trees.
In addition, a detachment was sent to burn bushes, destroy the surrounding environment, and block all the caves visible in the wilderness, from caves that humans can pass through to rat holes.
In less than two months, the area of Tongshan City, which was originally somewhat green, became bare, with yellow sand all over the sky, showing a desolate color.
Seeing their hometown become like this, the surviving mountain dwarves were full of hatred in their eyes, but they were powerless against the sharp swords on the opposite side.
During this period, there were more than a dozen dwarf raids, all of which were mountain dwarves, and there was no cave dwarf.
"Kyle, do you think these cave dwarves hibernated?" Weilin looked at the report in his hand and said helplessly.
Kyle tilted his head and said uncertainly: "My Lord, this may be the reason why the cave dwarves are not welcomed by other dwarves."
"Without national consciousness or regional consciousness, it is strange that the mountain dwarves allow these cave dwarves to survive here." Weilin shook his head with some disdain in his heart.
No wonder the cave dwarves have not established a country of their own until now. With such a racial inferiority root, it is impossible for them to establish a country.
Since this group of cave dwarves like to be mice, Weilin no longer pays attention to them. He sends troops to strengthen patrols, protect transport troops, and perform their tasks safely.
On December 20, 9734 of the Glorious Calendar, the mission of garrisoning Tongshan City was completed.
After handing over the mission to the next garrison, Weilin led the 135th Legion back to the Iron Tower City in the southern part of Xigas Province for rest.
According to the order given by the 27th Corps, their legion was given a half-year rest period to rest at the 27th Corps base. There were no tasks, and they could do whatever they wanted except not leaving the front line.
Not only Weilin was looking forward to the pleasant days in the next six months, but even his own men were looking forward to it.
Fighting for three consecutive years, even if they were strong, was a big burden on their mental will.
The first phase of the Dwarf War
On December 31, at the entrance of the 27th Corps base, Weilin rode on a red phosphorus horse and looked up. Uncle Bamond, Aunt Flora, Sister Leila, and some other familiar people were waiting for him at the gate of the base.
Bamond stepped forward and gave Weilin a hug.
"Good boy, I heard from my uncle that the battle at Black Forest Fortress was well fought, with 50,000 troops blocking 80,000 elite dwarves."
"Luck, luck, if it weren't for the support of my uncle, I might have had to abandon the city and flee." Weilin said with a smile on his face.
"Luck is also part of strength. How many people have lost their lives because of their bad luck." Balmond patted Weilin on the shoulder, feeling a little emotional, as if recalling a past event.
"By the way, Third Uncle, how is the battle on the front line?" Weilin interrupted Balmond's memories and asked curiously.
"It's still the same, nothing has changed." Balmond replied with a smile, "Since the last battle of Densibi, the southern battlefield has returned to its former peace."
"So, the north is fighting again."
"Of course." Balmond nodded and whispered, "You have to pick the weak ones. I heard that half a month ago, three more legions of the Bashio Kingdom were destroyed, and a soul knight and two soul warriors died on the battlefield."
"So weak." Weilin was a little unbelievable.
Bamond spread his hands and said proudly: "Our Kingdom of Ilia basically fights a big war every hundred years and a small war every ten years. The system of military merit makes us full of martial virtue."
"More than 150 years ago, we mobilized the whole country to fight against the monster clans in the Gray Wasteland, allowing the kingdom to expand more than one million square kilometers of land."
"A hundred years ago, we fought a six-year war with the Kingdom of Kube, confirming our dominant position in the Leia Forest."
"More than 80 years ago, we fought with the Kingdom of Is Half-Elves for five years and robbed more than 200,000 square kilometers of forest."
"Forty years ago, we went to war with the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom and seized a large piece of land from them."
"Nine years ago, we sent troops to the Principality of Bogonghan and drove the forces of the Kingdom of Bashio to the north."
"In less than two hundred years, we have fought five wars worth mentioning, not counting small-scale wars."
"So much so that countries in distant places think that our Kingdom of Ilia believes in the God of War, but in fact we are believers of the Goddess of Life."
Welin was very proud when he heard his uncle's story.
If the United Kingdom of Coles is the most warlike kingdom in the eastern part of the Synaps subcontinent, then the Kingdom of Ilia ranks second, and is a well-deserved war maniac.
Perhaps because of this reputation, the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom adopts the strategy of "stabilizing the south and attacking the north".
The northern battlefield, fight as big as possible.
The southern battlefield, fight as big as possible.
"Okay, I have something else to do, you have a good chat with Flora and the others."
"Goodbye, Uncle."
Hearing this, Bamond waved his hand and left with two female swordsmen.
"Aunt, Sister Leila, I haven't seen you for two years."
"It's been thirty-three months."
Flora said gently with a smile on her face, which was less sharp and more radiant with maternal love.
Leila came to Weilin and smiled while covering her mouth: "Your aunt is always thinking about her fiancé and has long forgotten you, her nephew."
"Engaged, so soon, how come I didn't know." Weilin looked a little surprised.
