Dwarves live longer than humans, and most of them can live about 200 to 500 years.

Of course, each level will increase a certain lifespan. If you really have the strength of the legendary level, you will completely enter the series of immortality seeds.

But there are still races...

For example, the legendary handsome guys of the elves have at least three times the lifespan of legendary humans...

"Report!!!" An elf ranger rushed over.

"explain!"

"There are more than 1,000 orc reinforcements coming, and it seems to be the elite of the orcs."

When William heard this, his eyebrows frowned slightly and said to Odom: "How many people are there in your clan that can be transferred as soon as possible!"

"1,600 people, of which only 300 can fight!" Odom smiled bitterly. Although he was also a dwarf royal family, they were in a wandering state of running around many years ago.

Thousands of years have passed, and the original hundreds of thousands of followers have gradually decreased as they chase, and the speed of newborns is far less than that of death.

Even so, his clans could still maintain more than 10,000 people, but until a betrayal thirty years ago, his epic father died, and most of his combat power and people died in the former evasion point.

Odom Hook, who was only in his twenties, hid with only a thousand remaining people and finally discovered this mitrilish vein. He followed the excavation advantages brought by his ancestors, digging deep holes and accumulating grain, and has been hiding here.

Even the guys who pursued them thought they were dead.

Almost without Odom explaining, William already understood...

Logically speaking, this kind of dwarf prince who has a great life experience and has been chased for so many years and has not died, is definitely not that simple, because such people often carry the halo of the protagonist!

But why didn’t he hear Odom’s name? It’s very likely that Odom was blocked by orcs in the mine...

The orcs just now were far from being able to kill these dwarves.

But what about continuous reinforcements?

This is the last straw that forced the dwarf to death!

Before he knew it, his early rescue in this life has changed some historical courses, but it has attracted a lot of hatred...

Phase 3 task: Completed.

Reward: 50,000 experience.

Reward: Mithril vein that has not yet been owned.

William glanced at the mission and did not devote his experience to the level, but issued an order: "Odom, let your tribe come out first, move to the edge town immediately, just bring some personal belongings, ignore other things, let's leave immediately!"

"Okay!" Odom entered the cave without looking back and immediately organized an evacuation operation.

William patted Lotner on the shoulder: "How is it?"

Lotner's shoulder was sarcastic, and blood flowed down his arm. The blood that had just been blocked with fighting spirit was slapped again, but he still looked at Dongfang with a sneer: "I can fight for another 300 rounds. Another thousand orcs are not enough for me to cut with half a hand."

"Then it's all up to you!"

"……………” Lotner pondered for two seconds, looking at William with a sincere gaze, as if he wanted to say something.

"Preparation for war, the magician organizes a magic circle, Lotner, you should rest first..." William walked forward a few steps and skillfully commanded the only one hundred elves warriors. He said in a deep voice: "We protect the friendly forces from withdrawing, and the elves will never stand behind the dwarves!"

"Yes, sir!" All the elves were shocked. They were full of fighting spirit and actively prepared for the battle with their arrogant attributes.

What magic circle?

What BUFF?

Can this sentence work?

It's just a joke.

William's slight stimulation can make the elves feel like they have been injected with chicken blood.

However, things didn't develop as badly.

When Lotner and the Pale Orcs fought one-on-one, the dwarves had already dealt with the orcs in the cave. After discovering the rescue elves, they were ready to evacuate early.

In less than ten minutes, all the dwarves ran to the north. The evacuation speed of Thieves Six and the various skilled moving operations made William stunned.

He could only sigh in his heart that he was worthy of being a dwarf of the Lone Mountain who had been hunted for thousands of years and had never been extinct. His escape speed was first-class, and his running speed in the forest was no worse than that of an elves...

Odom naturally did not evacuate. He asked one hundred dwarf soldiers to follow the large army first, and he stayed with two hundred dwarf soldiers!

William glanced at the dwarf warrior who had been fighting for a long time and was covered in blood. After a moment of thinking, he had no intention of eating these 1,000 orcs.

What he fears most now is the loss of soldiers and generals. He is not playing games. He is now the lord of a marginal town. If he wants to continue to develop, then everyone is a resource and waste is absolutely necessary.

Especially Lotner, who can resist, fight and wave, has not recovered from injury...

Lotner, who was recovering from the care of the elf warrior, suddenly felt something was wrong. He secretly glanced at William and saw that he smiled extremely sinisterly.

Fortunately, William waved his hand and chose to evacuate, so that he completely put the heart that was in his throat and warmed up in his stomach.

………………………………………

When a thousand orcs came to the Mithril Mineral Veins, a tall and big pale orc slowly walked out of the crowd. He saw a messy entrance to the cave and also saw the traces leading to the north.

at the same time.

A orc priest holding a staff, also wearing a black cloak, with only gloomy green eyes exposed, slowly walked out: "The elves of the edge town saved them."

The pale orc tyrannically waved his war hammer and smashed an innocent big tree, then said in a deep voice: "I know!"

"Catch up, we have collected half of the bounty and magic materials..." The orc priest pointed to the north in gloomy direction.

"Catch up? What to chase?" The pale orc looked at him with a sneer, pulled the reins and turned his head and said, "We have collected half of the bounty, and many of the tribe members have died. Since they have run away, let the group of betrayers find others."

Then he glanced at the orc high priest who was comparable to his identity: "Remember, we shouldn't have appeared here, especially if we took on the bounty mission privately, we had already made a big mistake.

We even secretly kept the treasures. Have you ever thought that the master knew about this and that our clan could continue to live under its nose?"

The pale orcs drove away with the giant wolf, and the other beast soldiers followed without hesitation.

At this time.

The orc priest reluctantly shifted his eyes from the north, and it was only then that he remembered how cruel and cruel the master was.

Who is their master?

Naturally, it is the giant dragon in the snowy mountains of the East China Sea!

He is supreme!

His wingspan is more than ten meters!

He could only sneeze and let hundreds of people bury themselves in the fire!

He is the most terrifying elemental dragon in nature!

Their master is Fire Dragon!

Among all the giant dragons, the fire dragon with the most terrifying combat power.

No one wants to try it out. The feeling of being targeted by a fire dragon, and being hated by a fire dragon is the greatest misfortune in the world.

Their orc tribe is just one of the many clans under their master's command.

It is far from being as strong as those stronger clans.

They have long learned to be respectful!
Chapter completed!