Chapter 207: The Expedition of the Andergrand Clan
Snorri relied on the effects of the ritual to study day and night, but after a few months, his study behind closed doors was finally interrupted.
"Master Snorri, something happened! Your clan has asked you to go to the hall for discussion!" Henryd slapped the door of Snorri's forge and shouted loudly. As they returned to the Eternal Peak, Captain Glenson and his men returned to the
Returning to their posts, Henryd and Rogoff are now responsible for Snorri's safety.
"Again, what's the good news?" Snorri opened the door with bloodshot eyes. Before he could finish his words, he looked up and saw that the huge dwarf in front of him looked sad.
"What's wrong Henry?" Snorri asked strangely. Since he returned to the Eternal Peak, he has heard good news one after another.
"Alas, the Andegrand clan, they, alas! You will know when you go there!" Henryd sighed repeatedly and did not want to say more.
Snorri washed his face and walked out of the room. He followed Henryd out and found many compatriots with tears on their faces along the way. In the hall where they had discussed his reward, the senior leaders of the Drazkrad clan
Sit in a circle.
"Everyone knows that the Undergrand clan's expedition failed again!" Thorgreen said sadly while sitting in the main seat.
"I told you so!"
"Raised by goblins!"
Although they may have scolded him when they received the news, the elders still muttered.
"Um, what exactly happened?" Snorri asked. To be honest, he was the most certain about the defeat of the Undergrand clan. After all, they had not succeeded at the end of the world.
"To make a long story short, they set out from Barak Vaal and went upstream along the Blood River. Fighting and stopping along the way, they first defeated the enemies entrenched in Steel Rock, and then pretended to attack Black Rock Castle, but actually detoured to Karak Drang, which is also known as Thunder.
The castle has gone."
Aunt Sonia quickly explained to Snorri that Cousin Tommy had grown up a lot with the team, and her family had become closer to Snorri.
"Then Domgar led the team from the Thunder Castle underground into the earth network and headed for Eight Peaks Mountain. Everything went smoothly in front of them. The secret passage blocked by their rune master when the Andegron clan retreated last time was not destroyed. They passed the secret passage
The road leads directly to the clan treasure house deep in the fortress."
Sonya's narrative was not laced with many complaints or comments. Snorri knew that Uncle Dragonhammer would not be able to talk about this for an hour.
"They successfully opened the door to the treasure house and took out a large amount of wealth from one of the richest clans in the Golden Age. If they had withdrawn at this time, the expedition could be said to be a success, but they did not. Perhaps it was too smooth before and allowed many
M'ga misjudged the situation."
Aunt Sonia sighed, and Snorri handed him a cup of coffee. "Then what? Did they go deeper?"
"Yes, Domgar changed his previous caution and suddenly took the plunge. He even wanted to recapture Karak-Eight Peaks Mountain directly this time!"
"How dare he!"
"How many people does he have in his hands?"
Even though it was not the first time they heard this story, the elders still lamented the foolishness of Prince Domgar.
"He started from the underground treasure house and walked to the upper level of the fortress, and then encountered a large group of rats! After finally breaking through the rats, the tribesmen crashed into the goblin nest again! They were outnumbered, and the number of enemies must be dozens of times theirs!
"
"But they still managed to break through, how did they do it?" Snorri knew the story of Belegar-Ironhammer. This tenacious clan should not be extinct here.
"Perhaps the ancestral goddess was secretly protecting them. They fought and retreated, and came to the place where King Loen fought to death! The last bloodline of the Andegrand clan awakened the heroic spirit of the late king!"
"Run-Iron Hammer, he was the last king recorded in historical records to rule Bafeng Mountain. He firmly performed his duties until the end. In order to buy time for the rune masters to seal the ancient tombs of their ancestors, he gave up
Taking advantage of the opportunity to escape, he led his bodyguards to fight to the bitter end, successfully ensuring that the ancestors' sleep was protected from foreign enemies."
Mr. Dolson told the ancient story sadly. King Luen was an epitome of the many dwarf lords who lived and died with the mountain fortress in the dark ages.
"The ancestors' spirits, how should I put them, the reasons why they remain in the mortal world are different, but the two necessary points are strong power and unforgettable hatred or obsession during their lifetime. The great Grim Brindel is an example.
Of course, he is infinitely stronger than King Loen."
Uncle Iron Chisel introduced that the ancestral heroic spirits had not appeared in the world for thousands of years, and he also spent a lot of effort to find the relevant records from the files. However, Snorri had long known that Belega and his four spiritual grandfathers were
Lots of contact.
"The former king of Eight Peaks Mountain pointed out a secret escape route for his descendants, but they were eventually caught up by the crazy night goblins. Domgar did not embarrass his clan, and he handed over the inherited equipment to
His younger brother, the Queen, with his Andegrand oath to guard the Queen,"
"Then they all died in battle without taking a step back!"
Sonia choked up as she spoke, and Uncle Longhammer added the final ending to her.
"After coming out of the fortress, the thieves still refused to let go of our people. They suffered a lot in the mountains of the Badland. Finally, by chance, the heroic spirit of Drama-Hammerfist was awakened, and he guided
Those who survived escaped."
"Drama Hammerfist was a former master of engineering in Eight Peaks Mountain. After the city was destroyed, he refused to leave his homeland. He organized a guerrilla force to fight against the invaders, but after a battle, there was no news about him again.
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Mr. Dolson took over. The thousand-year tug-of-war between Karak and the Eight Peaks has produced countless heroic heroes, but she has not yet returned to the embrace of the Mountain Kingdom.
"Now, Belegar, I can call him Belegar-The Hammer now, right? Where is he?" Snorri asked, stroking his beard.
"Be patient, kid. This is exactly the purpose of our meeting. He is currently resting in Barak-Var and waiting!" Thorgreen said, looking at Snorri.
"He has a lot to wait for!" Snorri stroked his beard and smiled. He finally understood why the clan called him here. Although he had obtained the status of elder, he had not come to such a meeting before.
participated.
"Yes, Bafeng Mountain was once the center of faith for the Mother Goddess. Your, no, the attitude of the ancestor goddess is very crucial!" Grandma Yushou stared into Snorri's eyes.
"About, well, Grim Bryndel appeared in the Gray Mountains and rescued your caravan. Now it is also the hottest topic in the tavern, and the interpretation of this matter is also fermenting."
Dragon Hammer hesitated to speak, and Snorri signaled that he understood. "I have to go back and prepare for the ceremony!"
