The incoming army only had 300 heavy cavalry, but its momentum was like that of thousands of troops, galloping at full speed, causing the earth to tremble and clearly reflected on the soles of their feet.
"Who are these guys?"
Xuerle frowned. He was not an ignorant fool. Looking at the enemy's military formation, he knew that this was a strong army.
"Very strong!"
Inzaghi’s words are concise and to the point.
"Hey, it's the heavily armored cavalry of the Black Hand clan!"
As one of the two major races dominating the underground, how could Dahni not know the most famous cavalry among these mortal enemies? They are all warriors who can fight one against a hundred.
"The Black Hand clan? I have no impression at all. If it were strong, the Hohenzollern family's intelligence system would have been able to get it long ago."
Xuerle curled his lips and looked at Inzaghi.
"I'm afraid you didn't see it."
Inzaghi smiled and looked at the cavalry with a strong possessiveness in his eyes. Even though they only had three hundred cavalry, their aura could completely overwhelm the group of thousands of robbers who had just fired the barrel.
In a moment, the black-handed heavy cavalry appeared a hundred meters away, and stopped in unison, as neatly as if measured with an iron ruler. Neither the soldiers nor the mounts made a sound.
The silence spread like an infectious disease, and it was as quiet as a ghost, with only unruly lines of sight sweeping across the place.
Juliet and Sissi twisted their bodies unnaturally, and those fierce eyes scraped against their skin like steel knives, making them very uncomfortable.
"Yeah, Twilight, aren't you holding the dwarf king's thunder scepter? Is there any chance of regaining them?"
Downton leaned forward, and a whisper broke the silence first.
This heavy cavalry is so visually oppressive that any commander who sees it for the first time will be tempted to capture them.
The armor is thick and covers the whole body, and looks like tin cans. The most ferocious thing is the face armor, which has only a horizontal line around the eyes, and the mouth area is densely packed with holes for breathing. People with Alzheimer's disease will definitely know it at a glance.
Goosebumps all over my body.
Their mount is an iron-spine dragon beast, which is comparable in size to a Sherman war bear. But it is much uglier, with a round head, a bald body, and covered with sarcoma, but its defense is definitely not bad, and the ballista attacks
For them wearing battle armor, even the magic of dragon-slaying level cannot shake it.
"Hanging!"
Twilight had no hope in this. You must know that the mission of the Black Hand clan is to guard the dwarf tombs. They do not participate in the conquest, and the Thunder God's Scepter must have very little binding force on them.
"That's cool, are there any opportunities to recruit?"
Schürrle asked bluntly.
The armors of these heavy riders are all in the style of blades, full of the beauty of steel and strength. In addition to the short-handled throwing axes hanging on both sides of the mount, each person has a long-handled warhammer that is longer than their height. It is simply perfect for breaking formations.
sharp weapon.
When the motley crew with slightly weaker morale saw this heavy cavalry, they were probably frightened to death even before they could charge into the formation.
"Unless we get the symbolic items that represent the dwarf imperial power, there is still a glimmer of hope."
Inzaghi sneered in his heart. Even if he knew, he wouldn't tell you.
"Downton, meet again!"
The leader of the Hill King shook his reins and stepped out of the crowd, completely ignoring the others and looking directly at Downton. His eyes were ferocious.
This guy's name is Blackhand, and he is the next clan leader. The hill next to him is the hill where Downton once had a fight in the Forge.
"What are you doing for me?"
Be polite before fighting. Downton is not a mad dog. He will bite whoever he catches.
"You know full well, hand over that epic magic costume, or die!"
Black Hand roared, but his subordinates made no sound, but placed their hands on the hammer handle uniformly, and the huge momentum immediately poured out.
Some demons became extremely angry.
"I don't know what you are talking about?" Hu Tao curled his lips, "Are you stupid? There are so many epic magic costumes in Downton, who knows which one you are talking about?"
"Hey, I'm not afraid of the strong wind blowing my tongue."
Xuerle took the opportunity to interrupt and show off his fearless demeanor, but his thin and dark eyes did not even glance at him, which greatly damaged his face.
"If you really want me to reveal your name, the people who are chasing you will definitely fill the endless sea, and you won't even be able to get out of the ground by then."
Black Hand Threat.
"Haha, I thought dwarves were all brave people, but I didn't expect that there are also many timid guys who don't even dare to say their names."
Downton scoffed.
"Human, don't bully others too much!"
Blackhand was furious. He really didn't dare to say it, otherwise countless people would come to the tribe every day to snatch the Holy Ring of Wrath of the Lonely Mountain. Although the tribe was not afraid of death in battle, meaningless consumption was absolutely intolerable.
"Is this what you're looking for?"
Twilight took out a scepter, and the dim environment was suddenly illuminated with splendor, as if painted with a touch of gold.
"Thunder Scepter?"
Dahni and Blackhand's pupils suddenly widened to their maximum size. They leaned forward and subconsciously reached out to grab the scepter in their hands.
"Tell me, how did you get it? If I remember correctly, it was in Smaug's hands!"
Black Hand couldn't be shocked. The Holy Ring of Wrath of the Lonely Mountain only represented that the king's identity was recognized by the ancestors, but the Thunder God's Scepter had the right to command the dwarves. Strictly speaking, the latter was more valuable.
"Downton killed Dupont and took it from him!"
Twilight shrugged her shoulders. It was just a matter of time before a dead man came to blame and put all the trouble on Dupont. Otherwise, the Red Dragon King would definitely come to trouble after suffering such a big loss.
"Give me the scepter."
Blackhand shouted, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Smaug will never bear this shame. He will definitely send the Red Dragon Legion to execute you. You will never be able to hold on to this scepter."
"Humph, if I were afraid, I wouldn't take it out!"
What Twilight said was full of domineering power, and she also used the divine words, and the power of the law immediately descended, forming a coercive force.
"Word of God?"
Dahni and Blackhand's expressions changed. Possessing divine words was definitely a manifestation of peerless genius.
"I, Di Polo, what is the origin of this friend of Downton? Is he so courageous that he is willing to resist the wrath of the Black Hand for him without telling anyone?"
Xuerle was extremely curious, and at the same time he was filled with jealousy. He asked himself that if it were his friend who was being criticized by a group of Black Hand clan members, he would definitely not jump out and attract fire.
"This domineering character is very similar to the princess of the Twilight Empire!"
Inzaghi ignored Xuerle and looked at Twilight, lost in thought.
"Besides the Thunder God's Scepter, what other epics do you have in your hands?"
The deputy leader asked.
"How about the Balrog's Hand and the Fearless Arms? Do you want to grab them together?"
Hu Tao was holding an orange warhammer. She looked at Downton expectantly. The violent little lolita was never afraid of fighting.
"Ha, isn't this guy bragging?"
Xuerle didn't believe it. Downton had only become the corrupt duke of a third-rate country for less than two years. How could he have any background?
Sissi curled her lips. If she told the other party that she also had the Perfect Crown, the Victory Goblet and the Holy Ring of Wrath of the Lonely Mountain, they would probably go crazy.
"I don't care about anything else. I have the Dark Iron Dwarf asking for it from you. I just want the Holy Ring, hand it over, or die." Blackhand also knows that asking people to hand over so many epic magic equipment will definitely lead to a life-and-death situation, so it is better to just ask for the Holy Ring.
quit.
"Is this your first day in the adventure world? If you ask me to make friends with you, how can our master still hang out in the future?"
Su Ya roared.
"Hey, if you have the guts, come out for a duel!"
Batty carried the totem pole and rode a Sherman War Bear out of the crowd. His eyes were unbridled and provocative.
"There are only black-hand dwarves who die in battle, and there are no black-hand dwarves who compromise."
Black Hand roared, shook the reins, and rushed out.
Barty stepped forward without showing any signs of weakness.
"Oak, don't play dead for me. I know what you heard. Quickly think of a way for me to recover these black-hand dwarves."
Through the soul, Downton communicated with the dwarf king who lived in the Holy Ring. All in all, after staying in the Blood Martial Temple for more than two years, these ring spirits have long since recovered their strength.
"There is no way, they are the tomb-guarding clan. They will only be loyal to the king."
Oak refuses.
"Aren't you the king?" Downton retorted, "Don't you think I can't do anything to you if you don't cooperate? Not to mention that my Overlord Fist can damage the soul, even the cheap god can devour you."
"Don't bully others too much!" Oak was annoyed, "You can try it if you have the guts."
There were hundreds of responses, all of which were the roars of the souls of the King of the Hill.
"You promised to do three things for me." Downton's face darkened, "Are you going to go back on your word?"
"We have promised, but it does not include making the tribe surrender to outsiders."
Oak showed a superior attitude and looked down on Downton.
"Don't forget, I'm the foreign king of the hill now."
Downton sneered. In fact, he had expected this situation. What is he? The king who once controlled the entire dwarf empire and hundreds of millions of people would recognize a human being in an instant. It would be so funny.
"The foreign status is used to deceive you, people of other races, into dying for the Dwarf Empire. Do you really think you have the supreme rights?"
A hill king joked, causing other tribesmen to laugh.
"Then there's nothing to talk about? The god of cheap takes action, and their souls are rewarded to you. I'd rather not have a group of disobedient servants."
Downton has become ruthless, and the Ringwraith Army is at worst, I won't want it anymore.
Just as Downton was speaking, the winner was decided in the battle. In just ten moves, Barty was knocked away and half of his sternum was broken. If he hadn't been experienced enough and had dodged a step in advance, he would now be a puddle of rotten flesh.
"Hmph, who's next?"
Blackhand didn't even bother to pursue him and told Barty to get lost.
"Stop being arrogant!"
Hu Tao shook his warhammer and killed him.
A few diligent devils dragged Barty back. With Charlotte here, the injury could not even leave a scar, but it was a huge blow to the body and mind.
"Don't be sad, I'm at the peak of the dragon-slaying level, and my shit will come out of you in a minute."
Su Ya comforted her friend and spoke loudly on purpose.
"court death!"
Hearing Su Ya's words, Heishou's expression showed a hint of pride. When he saw Hu Tao charging, he didn't care at all and swung his war hammer casually. However, the next moment, he suffered a big loss for this rash move.
boom!
There was a violent impact, and the Balrog's hand and the war hammer smashed together. The black hand suddenly felt a strong force coming, and he could no longer hold the weapon firmly and flew away. (To be continued...)