Dwarves lived longer than humans. Even ordinary people could live for about 200 to 500 years.
Of course, each rank would increase one's lifespan by a certain amount. If one could really have the strength of a legendary rank, they would completely enter the long-lived series.
However, there were still differences in race…
For example, the legendary handsome elves had a lifespan that was at least three times that of legendary humans…
"Report!" An Elven Ranger ran over.
"Speak!"
"Another 1000 orc reinforcements are coming. They seem to be the elites of the orc race.”
When William heard this, he frowned and said to Odom,""How many people do you have in your clan?”
"1600 people, only 300 of them can fight!”Odom smiled bitterly. Although he was also a royal dwarf, they had been wandering around for many years.
Over a thousand years had passed, and the original hundred thousand followers had gradually decreased with the pursuit. The speed of newborns was far slower than the speed of death.
Even so, the clan under his command could still maintain more than 10,000 people. However, it was not until a betrayal 30 years ago that his Epic father died. Most of his combat strength and citizens died in battle at the former hiding point.
Odom Heavyhammer, who was only in his twenties, led the remaining 1,000 people to hide and finally discovered the Mithril vein. He took advantage of the excavation brought by his ancestors, dug deep holes, and stored food. They had been hiding here since then.
Even those who had chased after them thought that they were already dead.
William understood without Odom's explanation…
Logically speaking, this kind of Dwarf Prince who had an impressive background and was still alive after being pursued for so many years was definitely not that simple. This was because such people often carried the aura of a protagonist!
But why hadn't he heard of Odom's name? It was very likely that Odom had also been trapped in the mine by the orcs...
The orcs just now were far from being able to kill these dwarves.
But what about the continuous reinforcements?
This was the last straw that forced the Dwarves to their deaths!
Unknowingly, his early rescue in this life had changed the course of history, but it had also attracted a lot of Hatred Points…
[Third Stage Mission: Completed.]
[Reward: 50000 experience points]
[Reward: A Mithril vein that has yet to belong.]
William glanced at the mission. He did not put the experience points into the level. Instead, he ordered,""Odom, let your clansmen come out first and immediately move to Border Town. Just bring some of your belongings. Don't worry about the other things. We'll leave immediately!”
"Good!" Odom didn't look back as he went into the cave and immediately organized the evacuation.
William patted Lautner's shoulder.""How is it?"
Lautner's shoulder was smug, and blood flowed down his arm. The blood that he had just blocked with his combat energy was broken again. However, he still looked to the east with a cold smile."It's just a small injury. I can still fight for another 300 rounds. Even if another 1,000 beastmen came, it wouldn't be enough for me to cut them with half a hand.”
"Then it's all up to you!"
"…" Lautner pondered for two seconds. He looked at William sincerely as if he wanted to say something.
" Prepare for battle. The mages will organize the magic array. Lautner, you should rest first…" William took a few steps forward and skillfully commanded the remaining 100 Elven Warriors."We will protect our allies and evacuate. The elves will never stand behind the dwarves!”
"Yes, my lord!" All the elves were shocked. They were filled with fighting spirit and prepared for battle.
What magic array?
What BUFF?
Could this sentence be useful?
It was a joke.
William's slight stimulation could make the elves feel as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
However, things didn't turn out that bad.
When Lautner and the pale orc fought one-on-one, the dwarves had already taken care of the orcs in the cave. After discovering the elves who came to their rescue, they were already prepared to retreat.
In less than ten minutes, all the dwarves had run north. They retreated at an incredible speed. William was dumbfounded by their skillful movements.
He could only sigh in his heart. As expected of the Lonely Mountain Dwarves, who had been hunted for thousands of years but had not gone extinct. Their escape speed was top-notch. Their running speed in the forest was not any slower than that of the elves…
Odom naturally did not retreat. He let the 100 dwarven warriors follow the main group and left first, while he stayed behind with 200 dwarven warriors!
William glanced at the dwarven warriors who had been fighting for a long time and were covered in blood. After pondering for a while, he did not plan to take down the 1000 orcs.
What he was most afraid of now was losing soldiers and generals. He was not playing a game. He was now the Lord of Border Town. If he wanted to continue developing, every person was a resource. He could not afford to waste them.
Especially Lautner, who could fight and play, had not recovered from his injuries...
Lautner, who was recuperating under the care of the Elven Warrior, suddenly felt that something was wrong. He secretly glanced at William and saw that he was smiling sinisterly.
Fortunately, William waved his hand and chose to retreat. Only then did he completely put his heart back into his stomach to warm up.
……………………
When the 1,000 elite Beastmen arrived at the Mithril mine, a tall and pale Beastman slowly walked out of the crowd. He saw the messy entrance of the cave and the traces that led to the north.
At the same time.
An orc priest holding a staff, also wearing a black cloak, only revealing his sinister green eyes, slowly walked out.""The elves of Border Town saved them.”
The pale Orc violently swung his warhammer and smashed an innocent tree before saying in a deep voice,""I know!"
" Go after them. We've already collected half of the bounty and magic materials…" The orc priest pointed to the north.
"Chase after them? With what?" The pale orc sneered at him and pulled the reins."We have collected half of the bounty, and many of our clansmen have died. Since they have run away, let those traitors find someone else.”
Then, he looked at the Orc High Priest, whose status was comparable to his."Remember, we shouldn't have appeared here, especially when we accepted the bounty mission without permission.
We even secretly left those treasures behind. Have you ever thought that if Master knew about this, our clan would still be able to live under his nose?”
The pale Orc rode the giant wolf away, and the other Orc soldiers followed without hesitation.
At this moment.
Only then did the orc priest reluctantly turn his gaze away from the north. It was only then that he remembered how brutal and cruel his master was.
Who was their master?
Naturally, they were the dragons of the snowy mountains of the East Sea!
He was supreme!
His wingspan was more than ten meters!
Just a sneeze from him could cause hundreds of people to die in the sea of fire!
He was the most terrifying Elemental Dragon!
Their master was a fire dragon!
Among all the dragons, the Fire Dragon had the most terrifying combat strength.
No one wanted to experience the feeling of being targeted by a fire dragon. Being hated by a fire dragon was the greatest misfortune in the world.
Their orc tribe was only one of the many clans under their master's command.
They were far inferior to those stronger clans.
They had long learned to be respectful!
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