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Chapter 499 The Secret Talk Between Mustache and Orange Beard

Chapter 499 Secret Talk between Mustache and Orange Beard

Author: War Pig Dayu Lao

Some time has passed since Agrim left the New World. The Butcher relied on his outstanding personal strength and Damian's assistance to help regain the supreme power of Mad Dog Gap when planning to return to Karak Kaderin through the Didong Tunnel.

Wang Xiaoxiao went.

At least for a short period of time, the mountain passage connecting Eternal Peak and Iron Peak Castle is considered safe.

Whether to celebrate the great victory, or whether to celebrate the crowning of the resentful person and the fulfillment of the oath of Lidong to eliminate all hatred for the first time, a banquet unique to the dwarves was held between the mountains.

As the host, the High King first thanked Prince Kaderin who had just returned to the World's Edge Mountains. A barrel of Bergmann No. 1 beer, which had just caused quite a sensation in the Mountain Kingdom, was placed in front of Agrim's table, along with the beer next to it.

Damian was also awarded a barrel.

"To their respected friends." After Thor Green gave the order, the dwarves started the banquet. Those nagging tenacious creatures liked to communicate with each other more than anyone else, bragging to each other about how many goblins they had killed on the battlefield, and how they had prepared for the battle axe.

How much brilliance it adds.

As a guest, Agrim didn't have stage fright. During his years in the new world, he had already developed social anxiety. As long as he didn't embarrass himself, he would ignore them if they were embarrassed.

As for Thorgreen's little hint of raising his eyebrows, he didn't see it at all.

Of course, Damian noticed the dwarf in the main seat, flicked the back of Agrim's head with his leg and said, "The High King seems to be looking at me."

Agrim, who put the wine barrel in the east, wiped a handful of the liquid from his beard and looked at the High King, feeling a little confused.

Did he swing the Ax of Grimnir too hard and get a cramp in his forehead? Sure enough, he is very young and needs more training.

Seeing Agrim's unresponsiveness, wondering if the Butcher King family's single-mindedness was at work, Thorgrin stretched out his three leg fingers, indicating that he would meet later.

No matter how upright he was, Agrim still knew what he meant. He nodded slightly to show that he understood, and began to brag about his experience in the new world to the red beards from all the clans present.

Not only did he kill many beasts and monsters he had never seen before, but he also killed a member of the Thirteen Ratmen Council, which aroused a sense of doubt. After all, that was equivalent to killing a king.

At three o'clock in the night, the High King withdrew from the banquet. The dwarves' natural patience was also fully demonstrated at the banquet. It could not be considered a success if it did not last for a whole morning.

Agrim, who was originally bragging to others, could just put down the wine barrel, ask for some water, and follow the High King to the tent.

"How is Caledor doing?"

Thorgreen chose to go straight to the point and asked Agrim whether his uncle's original idea was to send Agrim away to avoid abnormalities in the election of the High King. However, judging from his bragging about what he had seen along the way, it seemed that he was not disliked by Imrik at all.

was placed in a front-line combat position.

Although it is difficult for a straight-headed person to successfully act as a spy, at least some information is available.

Agrim, who was quite drunk at first, walked eastward. When he heard those words, his face darkened, and he sighed and said,

"Please tell him that he is at least much better than them."

"Tell me what I think." Thorgreen did not rush to deny that conclusion. Although the dwarves who went to the New World for trade sent back a lot of information, they believed that Young Dragon Bay and Qingyan Port could indeed provide Caledor with a large amount of resources and manpower.

It is simply impossible to restore the military strength of the old days when the dragon covered the moon.

"They...such as Masno, I also know, the Dragon Prince who scouted Plagg during the Great Holy War."

Thorgrim nodded. He was particularly impressed by the Great Holy War, not even the several Dragon Princes.

"He fought side by side with him on the front line for four years, and saw him kill at least two fallen lords, and countless rat warlords. And for people like that, Caledor is at least four

Five, just like Damian outside." Now Agrim does not think that he will lose to Damian, but it is not easy to win, and it is difficult to judge the life and death situation.

At least judging from Damian's current performance, War Undertaker is somewhat certain. But which one can be defeated, there are probably a few of them. I heard that there are two humans with similar strength to him. I don't know if Caledon is really good.

How rich is the foundation?

Thorgreen wiped his beard and thought about that matter carefully, whether Eternal Peak and Caledor were doing those things out of interests.

But there is no doubt that Caledor has provided more sincerity. The two Doomsday Anvils have been sent back. At least the artifact forged by Father God Granny's own legs is enough to make the Rune Blacksmith Guild shut up and chatter abnormally.

Mouth.

The reason why Imric is willing to do what he wants is the dragon horn hidden in the ancestral treasury of Eight Peaks Mountain.

"Do I think they are capable of retaking the Eight Peaks Mountains on their own?" Sol Green raised the most critical issue in cooperation. If you want to cooperate, you must at least match the strength, otherwise it will be empty talk.

Agrim shook his head, but he didn't say no, "If there were elves before, they would have suffered a lot of losses even if they were recovered. But if it were added to Mrs. Kislev and the lizardmen, that matter would

It's hard for him to judge."

"What's more, Imric seems to be stronger than during the Great Holy War, and the same is true for Minas Nir as his partner. As for those dragon princes, they seem to be protected by some dragon father and can use the power of thunder.

."

Very interesting thing...

Thorgrin did not immediately ask about Imric's current strength. Instead, he asked about Mrs. Kisri's situation, "How strong are those mercenaries? Can they defeat the green boy?"

Well, how should I answer that? You can't just say killing indiscriminately.

Agrim was a little embarrassed. He was actually a little envious of those Kisli ladies.

When it comes to wealth, the dwarves are definitely not inferior to the elves. However, there are some troubles with tradition. There is no precedent for hiring human soldiers on a large scale.

"He believed that the combat effectiveness of the Kislevites who came from the East alive was already comparable to that of a small mountain fortress."

"Do I have the contact information of their person in charge?"

After hearing those words, Agrim knew whether Thorgrim was eyeing those humans who were selling their lives for money. He would definitely want to find some reliable soldiers to supplement the insufficient number of dwarves when he regained Gunbad Peak.

After thinking for a moment, he thought of Raskol, but it seemed that Damian had heard that the Kislevian lady had been left in Caledor to pursue further studies, and it seemed that it had only been a year.

Who is it? The others don’t seem familiar...

War Undertaker supported Dongba with fists as big as casseroles. Thinking back to the human beings who were deeply impressed in Liudong on the battlefield, a ferocious face with a blindfold covering his left eye soon came to mind.

Yu Che blurted out, "Mazov is a villain who likes to use explosives to turn his enemies into mincemeat. He has a high prestige among the mercenaries and is also very powerful."

"I tried to contact him and get a thousand-man army to come out and ask them to meet his expectations. Gold is not a problem."

Thorgrin was very confident, but the mercenaries were a little curious. Agrim said that they were responsible for chasing after the snake and rat holy war at the end of the war. They were responsible for digging holes in the ground to hunt mice, and came up with a unique set of summed up experience.
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