In the early morning, Xia Zuo was awakened from the darkness by the noisy shouts. After opening the door, Doge's huge body blocked the door. Xia Zuo called Doge a few times, but when he saw the dead dog, he kicked Doge away with one kick.

Duoge's skin was thick and thick. After being kicked by Xia Zuo, he opened his eyes lazily, looked up at him, and then fell asleep again.

Xia Zuo ignored it and walked out of the room, stood in the corridor of Shimen Fort, overlooking the open space inside. He saw the dwarfs who had originally held wine glasses all day long, standing on the grass for no reason, waving their axes, and training very rarely.

However, in the crowd, Xia Zuo did not see Borot and others, but even so, the number of dwarves seemed to be quite large, almost hundreds of people.

Xia Zuo looked at them curiously. The dwarf's martial arts were not very fancy, and each hit was full of strength. With their physical agility, height would not only not become his disadvantage, but would instead become their advantage in charge.

With a no-reason smile, Xia Zuo's mood improved for no reason, and he couldn't help but shout, "Hey, who are you the most powerful dwarf warriors?"

"No need to say, of course it's me. No one can escape Rick's spear." One of the dwarves raised the short spear in his hand at the first time and kept waving towards Xia Zuo.

"Old Rick, maybe you change your learning footwork and say this again." One of the young dwarves, holding an axe in one hand and a shield in the other, shouting loudly. "No one can hide from my axe, and I am the fastest of them."

"Little guy, I blush for you when you say this. You should learn more! Or let Shi Tie and others teach you." An old dwarf sat on the grass and gasped...

With Xia Zuo's "stolen the world", the scene in the open space suddenly became lively, but it was very fast. The dwarves closed their mouths again and conducted simple and direct training. Xia Zuo grabbed the cross sword in his hand and jumped off the castle.

"Hey, Knight, don't get me wrong. We just haven't trained for a long time, so we trained."

"Yes, my axe is about to rust. If I don't take it out and hone it, I'm afraid I won't be able to cut down the orcs."

"My body is almost rotting. If I go down, I'm afraid it will really turn into a stone..."

...

As the figure fell, some dwarves tried to explain to Xia Zuo calmly. Xia Zuo had enough knowledge of the dwarf's pride and did not refute it. When he walked into the open space, the root system would transport a large amount of energy and penetrate into the body's muscles every time his heart beat. Nowadays, such training has less and less effect on Xia Zuo, but even so, Xia Zuo still wants to move.

Taking a deep breath, the Cross Sword pulled out the scabbard and held it in his hand. As he breathed, the Cross Sword in his hand suddenly slashed and slashed. Suddenly, a strange energy poured and rushed under the sword. The wave of air rippled out around his body, washing away dozens of meters of space around him.

The strange air wave attracted the attention of the dwarves. The three dwarves held weapons in their hands and walked up with armor on their bodies: "Hey, knight, we know you are very powerful, but do you dare to try with our three brothers in Fire Seal?"

Xia Zuo looked at the three of them, "What's there to be afraid of? But I can tell you: you three are not my opponents!"

"If you are an opponent, you will know if you have to compare it!" The dwarf said as he took a step towards Xia Zuo, but just took a step forward, but he couldn't help but say, "We are all powerful warriors, you can't use magic to deal with us."

"Of course..." Xia Zuo responded with a smile, looking at the three dwarves who were waiting for the battle, "Have you started?"

As soon as Xia Zuo finished speaking, the dwarf suddenly jumped up, and his slightly clumsy figure jumped out of more than ten meters away. He dragged a big axe behind him and was about to slash towards Xia Zuo. As the dwarf moved, the two dwarfs rushed up from both sides, forming a siege posture.

Xia Zuo jumped away, and when his figure jumped in space, there were a series of afterimages. The jumping distance was completely beyond the limitations of space, gravity and speed, so that before the dwarf's figure had time to fall from space, Xia Zuo had already jumped above its body and stepped on his body with one foot.

Only a dull bang was heard, and the dwarf fell directly from the air and hit the ground. Xia Zuo's footsteps fell to the ground without stopping at all. He went straight toward the other two dwarfs. As he passed by, a series of phantoms left in the space. Xia Zuo twisted his waist and swung the cross sword directly out.

In the space, there was only a crisp sound of "clang" and the axe in the dwarf's hand flew out directly, and the stones under his feet shattered, and the dwarf also sat down on the ground.

At this time, the third dwarf rushed towards Xia Zuo flexibly. Xia Zuo did not pause at all. His figure immediately left the place and appeared directly in front of him. Then he bent his legs and lowered his body, punching him directly, knocking the dwarf out, and only heard a bang falling to the ground.

Before the battle began, the three dwarves were already lying on the ground. Most of the dwarves' physiques were relatively strong, and their ability to resist strikes was the most famous in the Black Continent. Moreover, the few of them were just playing around, and Xia Zuo did not use Purgatory and was not injured.

The dwarf was stomped on the floor by Xia Zuo, shaking his beard and stretching his thumb to Xia Zuo, "Damn it, you can do it..."

"Yes! In terms of age, you definitely can't compare to mine, but it's really amazing when you fight."

Although the dwarf is proud of his temperament, he is surprisingly kind and tolerant to his friends. After being defeated by Xia Zuo, he was not angry. Instead, he praised Xia Zuo's strength. The only thing he was dissatisfied was the third dwarf who was punched by Xia Zuo, trying to beat Xia Zuo from other aspects and win back his pride. "It seems that we can't beat you if we fight, but maybe we can compare other things, such as drinking, building ships, or forging... You can choose these at will?"

"I choose to drink! I think you may lose again." Xia Zuo couldn't help laughing, blowing his beard so angry that he only blew his beard, shouting that he wanted to drink him under the table.

"Hey, knight..." Just as Xia Zuo was quarreling with the dwarf, Shiquan suddenly called him over.

"It seems that if you drink, it's only the next time." Xia Zuo said to the strange dwarf, and walked towards the stone fist. The dwarf shouted loudly at Xia Zuo's back, "You're lucky this time..."

Walking to Shiquan and following him into Luojin Castle. Compared with the king castle in ordinary countries, Luojin King's castle appears to be much simpler. Although the dome of more than ten or twenty meters makes people feel awe-inspiring, the tones in the castle appear mostly single, and there is no excessive modification. However, in some meticulous places, the unique ingenuity of the dwarves can still be seen.

The figure walked into the King's Hall, and there were a row of stairs on the castle. At the end of the stairs, there were two chairs placed. Shi Tie sat in one of them. After stepping in with the stone fist, he sat in another chair, and there were eight old dwarves, sitting on high-backed stone chairs on both sides, talking loudly.

Apart from the stone standing, Xia Zuo only knew an old dwarf. Now it seems that these people should be the elders of the dwarf.

"Friend, sit here!" There were a total of ten empty chairs in the castle, one of which belonged to Borot, but he gave it to Xia Zuo, and some other dwarves did not react after seeing this scene.

Xia Zuo did not refuse and sat on the stone chair. At this time, he only heard Boruot's rare lowering voice and said in a low voice: "If I weren't old enough, I could sit with them now."

Xia Zuo looked at the two chairs and was about to ask the reason, but only one of the dwarf elders said: "There are only 6,523 people left in our tribe, of which there are only 2,316 soldiers, and only 36 real-name soldiers. Such a number is obviously not enough to face those things..."

When Xia Zuo heard this, he couldn't help but jump and looked at the stone next to him in surprise.

Shi Tou shook his head at Xia Zuo, "To be honest, I don't know how he made such a decision, so how could he make such a decision? I only know that early this morning, he woke me up and asked me to call all these old guys over."

"It seems that we should ask for their help..."

Shi Tie's words made all the dwarf elders frown, not because they were worried that they would refuse, but because they were dwarfs, they had their own pride and made them unwilling to ask for help from others.

Shi Tie didn't say anything, but his figure slowly stood up from the throne, his eyes passed through the window behind him, looking at the ruins outside the castle, "Now is the time for us to put aside our pride and face it."

Facing his answer, no one responded, and the scene was silent...

"If all pride is gone, what are we left?" the dwarf elder suddenly said slowly.

"What we have left is more precious than pride. For all the living dwarves and for the dead dwarves, I would rather let go of all the pride!" Shi Tie glanced over their figures and said in a low tone: "I will ask them for help in this matter in my own name..."

Unlike the way he quarreled with Shiquan and Shi Tou in the past, he is now very tall and majestic in Xia Zuo's eyes. Even with Xia Zuo's proud personality, he also brought respect when he looked at him.
Chapter completed!