Karenf carried a large barrel of ale into his counter.

This is a standard oak barrel, huge and heavy, with a simple but impressive mountain icon painted on it. If it were humans, two or three young men would have to cooperate to carry the barrel of wine. But as a dwarf, Karenf did not take much effort to carry this thing. Although the dwarves are not as tall as humans, their bodies are extremely strong, and they are much stronger than humans in terms of weight and physical strength.

"Don't send it to the wine cellar?" a hospitality advised the boss.

"No need." Karenf replied. A barrel of wine can be sold out in a day, and there is no need to put a cellar in such trouble. The business has been too good during this period. Although Karenf is just the owner of a very ordinary dwarf tavern, he can consume a barrel of this ale every day. This special ale is now sold very well, so although the price is twice that of other ale, the drinkers who come to drink are called this "Shan Range" brand of special ale. In addition, there is a new type of beer, but the guests at this tavern have always been fond of ale, so he did not buy that kind of beer.

Because it was still early, after putting the barrel, Karenf started to do some cleaning work. Since hiring two hospitality, Karenf's work has been greatly reduced. In a sense, he should be grateful for this new type of good wine, because it inspired a drinking carnival in Karaz-Karak City, which made his turnover rise rapidly and he had money to hire helpers.

Of course, there are troubles. Because it seems that this wine is sufficient, it makes other wines—including those in Karenf’s cellar—have to be sold at a discount. I heard that these new wines have caused some commercial disputes, but those things have nothing to do with him, the tavern owner. He has always regarded them as legends.

The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and the first guest of today walked in from outside.

Karenf recognized the person who was unsurprisingly the Knicks, his old friend and old customer. Since Knicks was a soldier of the Supreme King, he often worked on night shifts. Whenever he was on night shifts the next day, he would be the first to appear in the tavern and have a large glass of delicious ale. However, the Knicks hadn't appeared for a long time.

"A glass of ale?" Karenf asked. When he asked this question, he had already started pouring the wine.

"Of course, I need the 'Shan Range' card." The Knicks sat down and saw the big barrel at first sight.

"Strange, I remember you didn't have night shifts recently..." Karenf asked inadvertently, and delivered a large glass of ale to the guests.

"As a messenger, I went on a long trip and just came back. Are there any rumors in the city recently?"

"Nothing special. It's just that the engineers from the Engineers Association are advocating everywhere in the city. I heard that the Engineers Association intends to take the initiative to launch a war to recover lost ground."

"War? Engineers Association?" The Knicks almost choked on a sip of wine. "Really, fake?"

"Of course it's true. Do you know if you're selecting a great caster?"

"I know, they haven't selected a result when I left. But what does this have to do with war?"

"They selected a new founder, Ashu Rufate, right," Karenf signaled to the barrel on the side. "It was this big wine merchant. As soon as he was selected, the first thing he did was to advocate that the Engineers Association should have an exclusive city. To achieve this goal, he believed that engineers should take the initiative to stand up, launch a war, and regain a city we lost." He sighed, shook his head again.

The Knicks knew what the tavern owner meant. For centuries, the dwarves had exhausted their strength in the endless tug-of-war with the greenskin. Although the dwarves fought bravely, even if they tried their best, they could only maintain the situation in their current state. It was too difficult to regain lost ground or something. A few years ago, the Supreme King once asked his son Prince Hoga to lead a large army to fight back to regain the Karak Grom occupied by the greenskin. Although Prince Hoga once regained the city and won a brief victory. In the end, the efforts to regain lost ground were exchanged for a sad ending. The vampire colluded with the rat man and defeated the dwarves defenders with superior forces, and once again captured Carac Grom. Prince Hoga died on the battlefield, and most of the 50,000 dwarves who went to the battle were killed.

At this moment, as long as someone with a clear mind, he knew that Karaz-Karak did not have the strength to expand outward. Her army had suffered heavy losses and was exhausted from defending against the Greenskin war. It was now the limit to support the dwarf city blocks that were attacked by Greenskin. There was no question of regaining lost land. The dwarves may never admit it, but many people knew it very well.

"The engineers are going to start a war?" Knicks muttered to himself. "Is this just a propaganda or has it entered the stage of action?"

According to human views, the dwarves are a group of cowhide kings. In the eyes of the dwarves, "moderate exaggeration" in their words is a normal phenomenon, just a way of communication, nothing special. It is really normal to say that a newly selected caster put forward a shocking view in order to show his status. But from Karenf's tone, things are far from that simple.

"The operation phase is now. The entire Engineers Association has taken action. Their messengers went to all directions to recruit volunteers from the members of the associations from all over the country, and asked for support from the kings and patriarchs."

"Don't they know that everything is in vain?" Knicks looked at the wine barrel on the side. It was hard to imagine how a businessman with such a shrewd business acumen would do such a stupid thing. But this was just a mess. He knew very well that the engineers would surrender to reality in the end. They could not gather an army that could handle such a heavy responsibility. In fact, even if the Supreme King took all his remaining troops to support the engineers, their number was too small to support such a war. You must know that the cruel fact that Prince Hoga led 50,000 soldiers to fight but failed but was still in front of him.

"On the contrary, they seem to be very confident." Karenf replied.

When he said this, the taverns were pushed away again, and a group of regular customers entered the venue one after another. The tavern gradually ushered in the peak of business. The tavern owner Karenf was very busy and had no time to talk to the Knicks for the time being. When his busyness finally came to an end and his barrel was half empty, he returned to his old friend. Karenf noticed that the Knicks were not busy drinking, but listened carefully.

"What's wrong, old man?"

"Did you see that table?" Knicks pointed not far away. "Let's hear what they are talking about?"

"That table?" Karenf recognized that the table was all strangers, and several of them had the logo of the Engineers Association. It can be seen that they were members of the Engineers Association. Of course, this was no big deal. You should know that joining the Engineers Association is a very simple thing. The door to the Dwarf Engineers Association is always open for anyone. No matter who he is a dwarf, as long as he is innocent, he is qualified to apply to join the Engineers Association. At least Karenf has never heard of any rejection of such applications.

They were indeed discussing something. Karenf also sounded seriously. At this moment, several of the guests at this table were passionately speaking, saying that the Engineers Association would do its best to promote this large-scale operation.

Others expressed doubts. Their statement was exactly what Karenf and the Knicks said, which was the question of insufficient strength. The enthusiastic speakers answered clearly. The Engineers Association must complete this historic task. If the strength is indeed insufficient in the end, they will go to the human world to find suitable mercenaries.

This really doesn't seem like something a dwarf would say. But Karenf also has to admit that relatively speaking, this may be a more feasible method. At least in dealing with the Greenskin, humans and Greenskin are on the same front.

They discussed some topics. When several other dwarves expressed doubts about the strength of the Engineers Association, the members of the Engineers Association seemed very angry. They emphasized that the Engineers Association would "go all out" to promote the operation. Moreover, the Engineers Association's strength is far stronger than others imagined. Relying on various powerful machinery and the huge power of gunpowder, cannons, helicopters and airships, they did not need a lot of troops to defeat the amazing number of green skins. The newly promoted Grand Founder has taken the initiative to bear part of the cost. For this reason, he was willing to spend all his money and took out all his money.

If someone knows some of the dwarves, they will understand that such remarks cannot be taken seriously. Especially when a dwarf drinks, everything he says must be listened to as a myth. In other words, you can listen to it, but you cannot go into it in depth, and it is even more suitable to find logical loopholes. At this time, there are quite a lot of wine pots on the table.

But the Knicks was indeed attracted by this topic, and even forgot that he should drink all his beloved ale and have another drink. Since the news of Prince Hoga's defeat came back, Karaz-Karak City was full of pessimistic atmosphere. In this overall atmosphere, the craftsmen of the Engineers Association actually offered to try to regain their hometown again, which was an unprecedented thing. And it was not only a remark - if he was not wrong, a rumor would not last for such a long time. Especially when these engineers proposed to look for mercenaries in the human world, the attitude of despair and anger suddenly made the Knicks feel that some emotion in his heart was touched.

He left the bar and walked towards the table. The drinkers noticed the arrival of an uninvited guest and looked up at him.

"Sorry," Knicks tried his best to keep himself polite. Although his beard was longer than all these guests, he did not intend to show off his capital at this time. "I heard you talk...you said, the Engineers Association is looking for troops and soldiers everywhere?"

"We are the army ourselves!" A dwarf with the mark of the Engineers Association on his clothes stood up angrily. What is a dwarf who was excited after drinking? What is he like? "I am the most powerful musketeer in the world! We have the best cannons! All warriors from the association are willing to go to the battlefield..."
Chapter completed!