The weapons forged by the dwarf masters are usually magical weapons. Cutting iron like mud is the most basic attribute and has certain special effects.
For example, this sword on the table.
I just identified it. The main material is Fengyin Steel, which has been sharpened by the gale wind on the top of the mountain for thousands of years. The weight of the sword body is only one-quarter of the sword size.
The sword body also has a magic pattern etched by Mithril. After the power is infused and stimulated, the sword blade will become sharper and sharper. The ordinary iron armor is no different from the paper-paste in front of it.
Most importantly, this sword will not cause wind to flow when it is swung, and it is most appropriate to use it to attack and kill people.
It is precisely because of this that Grand Master Dagu felt that this sword was not very open and would affect his lifetime reputation and was about to destroy it, but he did not expect it to be stolen.
Until today, Tielu City is secretly investigating who stole the sword and how it stole it.
At the same time, the dwarves continued to strengthen the guards of Iron Lu City and investigated all suspicious people in the inner city, but they have never relaxed until now.
For Tielu City, losing a sword is a small matter, but in addition to the loopholes in defense, it not only affects the safety of the dwarves, but also the honor of Tielu City.
For this reason, the dwarves kept secret about the affairs of Grand Master Dagu. Not to mention outsiders, even in the inner city, not many people knew about this.
If Dagu hadn't told it himself while besieging Ying, Yang Muyun wouldn't have known the secret.
Since you know, you have to squeeze out the value and use this to grasp the Dagu family.
The dwarves naturally understood Yang Muyun’s thoughts.
A dwarf said first: "Young man, this sword is related to our reputation in Iron Lumber City, and we must take it back, I hope you understand."
Jin Huzi, the head of the Dagu family, also agreed and said, "My father's last wish is to destroy this sword. Our Dagu family will destroy it in front of you, and it is definitely not because of its value. For your losses,
The Dagu family can compensate, how about a weapon of the same level?"
The Golden Beard, the main owner, spoke, and the others agreed, "That's right, cooperate with Tielu City, and you will continue to gain benefits from energy sources, which is more precious than a sword."
Yang Muyun smiled in his heart: Did you throw two big orders before to lay the groundwork now? Unfortunately, I am not a naughty young man who doesn’t know anything.
At the same time, Yang Muyun secretly observed everyone at the table. The city lord said nothing, and several other dwarves also drank with their heads.
Obviously, there are factions in Tielu City. Some people help the Dagu family speak out, and some people don’t bother to help the Dagu family, but they don’t sing opposites to the Dagu family. No matter what internally, when it comes to external affairs, the dwarves are still in the same way as they advance and retreat.
Finally, a dwarf beside the golden bearded man stared at him and said, "Young man, we have shown enough sincerity, and you refuse to do so, just have extra ideas."
"That's right! It's not a wise choice to use this matter to threaten Tielu City. Tielu City has ten thousand ways to make everything related to this matter disappear."
Yang Muyun sneered in his heart, this is so soft, are you going to use your fists?
The lord of Tielu City also slapped the table at the right time, pointed at his fellow tribe who was making harsh words and said, "Be careful when speaking, don't be rude in front of the guests!"
Yang Muyun raised his palm and said, "Don't be anxious first, please listen to me to the origin of this sword."
Taking a deep breath, Yang Muyun slowly told, "Last winter, several mysterious people raided the Barbarian tribe. They were powerful, well-equipped, and very good at hiding and assassinating. The Barbarian tribe was caught off guard, and men fought to the death,
Buy time for women and children. But…”
Yang Muyun waved the sword.
"The sword of the mysterious man is too sharp. The weapons used by the barbarian warriors cannot fight against it at all. Even if they become crazy, they cannot make up for the gap in strength. In the end, the barbarian warriors can only give up their original weapons and carry the thick logs and
The enemy fights.”
Hearing this, the dwarves were all silent.
I spoke in the position of the loser, but I didn't expect that the barbarians were the real victims.
"A powerful tribe with hundreds of soldiers and more than 600 people was destroyed overnight. All the barbarian men in charge of the rear were killed in battle, and women and children were slaughtered. None of the ten people who could escape were found. Now they are found
, only fourteen people.”
After saying that, Yang Muyun put the sword back on the table and pushed it to the city lord with both hands.
"Afterwards, a barbarian returned to the tribe to clean the battlefield and found the sword in the pile of corpses. The user had no fatal trauma. He was purely exhausted. The barbarian used his flesh and blood to make him tired alive.
Dead.”
With a sneer, Yang Muyun said in a ghostly voice: "The barbarians swore that they must find the people who attacked their tribe, use this sword to cut off their flesh piece by piece, and scrape off their bones layer by layer.
After savoring endless pain, cut off their heads.”
After hearing this, the Lord of Tielu City sighed, "I'm sorry, it was our Tielu City mistake that brought you pain."
The other dwarves were silent and silent. The dwarves who had helped the Dagu family talk before also shook their heads and remained silent.
However, there was still a dwarf who insisted: "This sword is related to the reputation of Iron Lu City, and destroying this sword is the last wish of Grandmaster Dagu, and we must fulfill it."
Yang Muyun sneered, "This sword is stained with the blood and resentment of the barbarians. If the enemy cannot be killed, how should those dead barbarians rest in peace?"
The field suddenly became stagnant.
Finally, the dwarf said in a cold voice: "The Dagu family will do whatever they want to do!"
Sure enough, what should be come will come, but if you can't play, you will turn over the table.
Even if someone sympathizes with the experience of the barbarians, he will not plead with him. It is not worth it to fight against the Dagu family for the sake of the savages he has never known each other.
Without anyone helping to speak, the best result Yang Muyun can win is to fight a fair one-on-one duel with the Dagu family and speak with strength.
This is no different from directly judging the victory of the Dagu family.
After a smile, Yang Muyun took out a deck of playing cards, "It's better to do this. Let's play a small game and use this method to decide the outcome."
When Jinbei saw the small cards, she was immediately happy, "Young man, promote the god of fraud in Iron Lu City. My patrol team can arrest and expel you."
Yang Muyun showed a king, "Is that so? Does the head of the Dagu family even recognize anyone?"
Golden Beard's eyes widened in an instant, and then he was so choked that he couldn't speak.
In Tielu City, the consequences are serious and embarrassing.
No matter how stupid the Golden Beard is, he knows that the small card is the first of the genealogy that all the dwarves in Tielu City have recited since childhood.
When the other dwarves saw the portraits of their ancestors, they immediately became interested and stood up to support the table. Soon, Yang Muyun had a bare brain around him.
"Hey, there are actually ancestors of our Pop family. The painting is so similar. It's not bad, and the young people have taken care of it."
"The ancestors of our Mellon family are also on it. I didn't expect that the barbarians respect our Mellon family so much. Hahaha, the barbarians will be friends of our Mellon family in the future."
"The ancestors of our Muladin family are indeed the most heroic. Look, the paintings are so vivid. Has our Muladin's fame been passed on to the barbarians?"
Just as a group of dwarves were pulling cards to find their ancestors, the Lord of Iron Lu City looked at the little king in his hand in disbelief.
He looked up at Yang Muyun, but found that the corners of Yang Muyun's mouth curled up and nodded slowly.
[Thanks to Bingfeng Xuewu for rewarding 30,000 starting coins, here is an additional update, 1/10]