In the tavern, Zhang Weidao listened to the surrounding dwarves bragging in Dwarf language, while Sir Lothar could only sit with a few familiar dwarves, chatting in common language.

As long as these dwarves gather in the tavern, they will brag after drinking too much. One of them said that he dug an Azeroth diamond as big as a fist in the mountains, and the other said that he single-handedly wiped out a squad of trolls.

These guys are really shameless. The Azeroth diamond is only as big as an egg, and they dare to say it is as big as a fist, and it is a fist as big as a casserole of a dwarf. Despite their short stature, these short guys have big hands and feet.

It's almost the same as an orc, so Zhang Weidao definitely doesn't believe there is such a big Azeroth diamond.

But seeing how happy this guy is, he must have indeed dug up a precious gem like the Azeroth Diamond.

Zhang Weidao was still very interested in the Azeroth diamonds that he had never seen before. He had been trying his best to collect various gems and try to build a better talisman array. Since the dwarf miner had the goods, Zhang Weidao

Wei Dao will naturally not let him go.

Donor, please stay. I have a destiny with the gem in your hand, so hurry up and offer it to me!

I saw Zhang Weidao approaching the dwarf who was bragging about the big gem and talking to him in dwarf language about the terms of the exchange of gems.

After taking a sip of the Beijun wine that Zhang Weidao poured for him, the lucky dwarf miner soon showed a satisfied look. Then he saw the dwarf take out a large, dazzling gem without hesitation. It was indeed the legend.

Diamonds of Azeroth!

Although it is not as big as the dwarf miner boasted, the head is as big as Zhang Weidao's fist. It is indeed not an ordinary Azeroth diamond. The diamond was polished and cut by this guy when he was fine. The dwarf's cutting skills are indeed good.

Sure enough, these professional manufacturing masters created by Titan are extraordinary!

The lucky dwarf miner happily accepted the bottles of North County wine handed over by Zhang Weidao, and opened the additional five-gallon barrel of Westfall Oatmeal Beer.

The lucky dwarf miner had just unplugged the cork of the beer barrel, and an aroma that was not found in ordinary beer spread everywhere. The noise around him suddenly quieted down, and all the dwarves stared blankly at the barrel of beer.

These guys had never tasted this brand-new craft beer, and they all wanted to try that unique barrel of Wild West Oatmeal beer as if they had cat paws scratching their hearts.

Good guys! Look at the eyes of these guys that are getting brighter. They are definitely going to carve up the barrel of good wine from the lucky dwarf miner on the spot!

Zhang Weidao was afraid that these guys would get into a fight over the wine, so he quickly took out another barrel of oatmeal beer and gave all the dwarves a drink, finally stopping the impending riot. After drinking a glass of new beer, the curiosity of these dwarves was satisfied.

Finally, they were able to think normally and came up one after another to ask how to exchange gems for fine wine.

Sir Lothar next to him watched Zhang Weidao exchange wine for a bunch of gems, and his jaw almost dropped in shock.

Although the drinks provided by Zhang Weidao are good, exchanging wine for gems is too much! This kind of behavior is simply fraud! But for these dwarves, these gems, which have no other use besides looking good, can be exchanged for

It was great to have so many fine wines!

It has to be said that these dwarves are quite capable of exchanging money, and they emptied half of the inventory in Zhang Weidao's magic bag. These guys who got the good wine started to brag about fighting trolls while tasting the good wine.

glorious deeds.

The life of the Wildhammer dwarves is so boring. Apart from drinking and fighting trolls, they just continue drinking after beating the trolls.

Just when Zhang Weidao was secretly complaining about these guys, suddenly there was a muffled thunderous explosion in the distance.

When everyone in the tavern heard this sound, they all stretched out their hands to cover the mouth of their cups. Just when Zhang Weidao was wondering about the actions of these guys, there was soon a tremor above their heads, and then the dust on the ceiling was shaken down.

This is? A giant cannon bombardment!

Seeing the dust falling down, Zhang Weidao thought, and the Holy Light Shield appeared above his head, blocking the falling dust from the shield. Zhang Weidao picked up the wine glass and drank the remaining wine in one gulp.

Come on, put down the cup and walk outside. With such a big movement, even a fool knows that there is an enemy outside, and the intruder must be a troll.

The other drinkers in the tavern also drained the wine in their glasses, threw down their glasses, and began to take out their equipment and replace it, preparing to go out to defend against the invading enemies. Sir Lothar was annoyed and poured out the wine that had fallen into the dust, and quickly tidied it up.

Weaponized and walked out.

Outside the door, Zhang Weidao saw the invading enemy, and it turned out to be the forest troll he was talking about just now.

These forest trolls are like elephants, with two long snow-white tusks sticking out of their mouths. Their skin is green with moss growing on it. Even though they are hunched over, they are still about two meters tall.

These guys are really tall! They are almost catching up with the jackal barbarians before they mutate.

The giant cannon's shells landed two kilometers away and exploded into a large crater. The power of the explosion was indeed incredible, but the physique of these trolls was a bit abnormal!

Beside the fish pond-shaped pit formed by the giant cannon, most of the troll warriors who had been knocked down by the explosion began to stand up unsteadily.

Seeing this astonishing scene, Zhang Weidao didn't want to say anything. The physiques of these trolls were too abnormal! If it were another race, a circle of people would have been killed by the shock wave. How could they be like the trolls?

I was just shocked and suffered a concussion.

Zhang Weidao was surprised at the troll's abnormal recovery speed and physical toughness, but his steps were not slow and he quickly rushed to the edge of the giant pit.

The soil in the pit was stained with dots of blood, which should have been left by the troll that was hit head-on. As for the corpse, it was definitely broken into powder.

Looking at those dizzy tall trolls, Zhang Weidao wielded the True Silver Holy Sword and began to slaughter without hesitation. To deal with these guys with amazing recovery speed, Zhang Weidao's every sword went straight to the vital point, except for the owl's head or the owl's head.

, and instantly chopped off the heads of the trolls around the pit.

These forest trolls are mortal enemies of elves, humans, and dwarves. The hatred here can no longer be reconciled. The only way to end the hatred is to completely exterminate the forest trolls!

Zhang Weidao was very enthusiastic about killing the wounded troll soldiers and did not pay attention to the giant army of trolls blocked by the huge crater formed by the shelling.

"Haha! While you are sick and will kill you, just scream at the idiot troll on the opposite side. After clearing these wounded soldiers, it will be your turn!" Zhang Weidao didn't care what the troll on the opposite side was shouting. Anyway, he just wanted to kill these wounded soldiers.

Kill all the soldiers to prevent them from regaining their combat effectiveness.

When Zhang Weidao was almost finished executing, Sir Lothar and the dwarf warriors finally ran over.

When they saw Zhang Weidao killing hundreds of trolls by himself, they all looked at the boy with admiration. Although the ones he killed were all wounded soldiers with little combat effectiveness, this efficiency was indeed exaggerated!

As they ran along the way, they saw Zhang Weidao running back and forth among the trolls at extremely fast speeds. The trolls he passed had their heads dropped to the ground. In the end, all they could see was the increasingly shining sword.

, kept passing between the necks of the trolls, and these strong trolls fell down row by row like harvested wheat.
Chapter completed!