"Ding!"
As before, Gotrek held the moon in his arms and blocked the right ax that came first, and Gragrim had a smile on his face.
"ha!"
The potentially most failed butcher licked his lips. As his eyes moved, the guy turned around and used the barb under the ax blade to catch the iron chain connected to the left axe. Then the two stone pillar-like arms twisted in the middle, and the big The ax and the chain were tightly entangled.
"It's a man's preference to fight with real swords and guns, and swing the ax from a distance, I think!"
Gotrek exerted great force, and Gragrim was dragged forward several steps. There was already a gap in strength, let alone one hand against two hands. Fortunately, he was quite experienced, so he gave up his right ax in time and wrestled with all his strength, barely able to stabilize his body.
"Harder, harder!"
"Come on! Prince!"
From the perspective of the general public, this kind of confrontation, which has no threshold and is the simplest and most primitive form, can more arouse their enthusiasm. Considering that it is Gragrim's home stadium, there are voices supporting him everywhere.
"Crunch! Crunch!"
"Bang! Bang bang!"
"Bad, quite bad. Did you really break through? What kind of authority does it have? I'm sorry for your blindness, but I saw it clearly yesterday." Asnoli took two deep breaths, but still couldn't hold it back.
After breakfast on the seventh day, Gragg went to Karak-Grim's throne room under the guidance of Captain Grimnir's Axe. There are several legendary butcher formations sung by the bards in Butcher's Keep, and the most famous and fearsome among them is the Ax of Grimnir who guards the small shrine.
"You came here to discuss something small with you. The Tusk Road has been abandoned for a long time. Do you know that you are not interested in restarting it?"
Asnoli knew how embarrassed Gragg was when we were having a drink and discussing heroes in the deserted village, and he thought I was on an equal footing with Binlong based on my strength!
“Hey, you’re so knowledgeable!”
"Binlong Zhaoming? But this is the son of the Dragon Emperor, the governor of Weixi Province?"
"We can just cooperate without me taking the lead. Is there any problem?"
Gragg was slightly startled, but he still gritted his teeth and praised the next sentence. As the co-choice of the ancestral gods, I can at most provide theoretical support. Karak-Ontrek was the first small fortress to fall, which is considered the beginning of the Age of Mourn.
Digul's lips moved, indicating that he was mumbling something. I stood up, straightened my clothes, walked over to the guest of honor seat, and returned to my seat. Mother Kaderin had a bruised nose and a swollen face, but she didn't want to stay any longer. She got up and left the small hall.
"Your great-grandfather once traveled all the way east in pursuit of the evil dragon Skaladek. I say that this obvious power is eight times greater than that of the evil dragon! Yes, you have seen through the boundaries.
. "
"snort!"
"Well, if you had mentioned it earlier, you would have gone all out. Grimm would not have made much contribution to the Tusk Road as it is today. But you have promised to support Prince Other in regaining Karak-Ontrek. , then you break your promise!"
"Oh!"
Outside the eyes of the caravan guards, the pinnacle pass guarded by Butcher's Fort is the end point. Although the dwarves' control over the "King's Road" between the two small fortresses is sometimes good or bad, the civilized world is ultimately the same as the wild ogre kingdom.
"please!"
"Hate, let's take a moment to say goodbye. How has Your Majesty been so bad lately?"
"Well.
"
After saying a few polite words, Gragg stood up and left the table, leaving the dull-eyed Butcher King and the cheerful Grimm Dwarf to drink and eat meat in silence.
"Huh? Ah, what did you say?"
Atui Lingxin-Iron Fist stood up to greet me. Did I bring my crown? My bald head looked shiny in the sunlight. The middle-aged king kept his words and looked at Gragg from head to toe and then from toe to head.
"The storm is just a road, it's enough to stay in!" Gragg smiled slightly, and that sentence was really modest.
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Gragg and Asnoli made eye contact, then raised their hands and waved, and a stream of air separated them. These tribesmen who were sitting far away and had sufficient strength looked at the clues, except Asnori-Iron Fist, who stared at me as if he had seen the ancestral heroic spirit.
The chains made by Master Shattered Anvil, the president of the blacksmith guild, mixed with meteorite iron, wailed in the hands of the two young warriors. Many tribesmen have stood up, and Agrim-Ironfist can't help but clenched his fists. Only Snorri still maintains Yun Danfengqing. He knows the energy contained in Gotrek's body better than Gotrek himself. .
"Restart, why? Is your sea route both dangerous and transport-capacity sufficient?"
"It's hard to explain. On the one hand, the road to Changya is not that close. On the other hand, you had a brief meeting with Binlong Zhaoming, the lord of Xiayang City, in Cathay. The motivation on my side is very weak!"
"hiss!"
At this time, the Battle of Longbeard had just begun. The small army of Ontrix's expedition to the west had not returned. Once the troops were fully strengthened and the seven years were full of experience, the remaining tribesmen directly withdrew from the fortress - which meant that a complete set of broken fortifications were left behind. The greenskins.
Not to mention that the dwarves at that time attacked the fortress built by themselves. In the previous thousands of years, eight of the Lowest Kings had died in battle while trying to recapture it. The Stonehammer clan that once ruled you is like the northern replica of the Undergrand clan, and has never given up on returning to its homeland. "The Stone Hammer clan is really, really tough."
Gragrim's veins were exposed, and the tattoos on his face seemed to come to life, but he still couldn't stop the broken legs from rubbing back. At that moment, Gao Cuiling shouted loudly, and suddenly relaxed and used the strength of her opponent to knock her away from my arms.
"It's all done by my own family, don't hurt your harmony!"
"You said the Road to the Tusk, aren't you interested in restarting it?"
Gragg saw my gaffe in his eyes, and what he said out of his mouth was that I was sick or not. Merchants and warriors do not have the same understanding of the beginning and end of the Tusk Road. As the heart of the mountains, Eternal Peak is one of the most prosperous commodity distribution centers in the old world and is the destination in the eyes of merchants.
This completely whetted the Butcher King's appetite, but Gragg changed the subject and talked about something else. Asnoli was completely distracted and didn't listen to even a single word.
The sudden change triggered bursts of exclamations. Seeing their prince being thrown to the ground, facing the rain of heavy punches, he could only barely protect his face with his arms. The dwarves of Karak-Grim were distraught. sad.
"You're tired from the journey, so you should go and rest first. I'm very grateful for the hospitality. I'll leave some time for you tomorrow afternoon if you're not free!"
The throne room was located at the throat of the giant head during the time of King Balagore. The outside of the throne room was also like an exhibition gallery of trophies, with dried heads, mutilated limbs or weapons filled with evil energy hung on both sides. They are all harvested by the butcher kings of past generations.
"I will teach you a trick, but you must learn it well!"
"Um.
Tsk! "
As several struggles and attempts to counterattack were resolved, Kaderinwaim's defeat became apparent, but I was still willing to admit defeat. Beat my son on my territory with the fists that Atui Lingxin is famous for, and no one will be embarrassed.
