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On this day, heavy rain fell on Kahazad-Twa. The spring rain was exceptionally fresh, splashing like ice needles on the huge ancient city sitting on the granite rock wall, gazing at the desolate hills around. Another long winter at 35xs is slowly melting, the city and everyone in it is cold and humid, painful to the cold of the bones.

On the muddy street that came in through the city gate, Olsen-Red Pine walked towards the end of the road. He occasionally wiped the rain on his face with his plump radish-like hands, while the other fat palm gripped his hammer. As he walked, he observed the city he had not returned to for a long time, and rain dripped from his thick beard.

He walked towards the king's castle in the shadow of the tall buildings in the city. He could already see the majestic walls and towers on the king's castle. But he did not see the familiar smoke, the stench and hustle and bustle of the city. Nor did they see carts loaded with ore, oxen from outside the city, and trucks from the best textile merchants in the cities of Billy Barry and Margarita.

The shame, timidity and excitement caused by returning home did not even make him notice that the guards on the city gate were less than a third of the previous ones. Olsen walked along the deserted street, came to the viaduct leading to King's Castle, and entered the castle.

He traveled countless times along his way to the throne room of the castle. Even though he was full of shame and self-blame, the feelings of guilt filled his mind. 35xs he kept thinking about why only he was alive.

Olsen followed a long black corridor into the throne room, where the lights lit all year long seemed to have disappeared. Except for some light around the throne in the farthest, all other light seemed to disappear.

Along the way, except for the 16 royal guards, there were no signs of life. Until Olson heard a whisper from behind the throne. He stared blankly at the golden shield symbolizing the king's power hanging above the throne, and waited for the whisper of the throne to sound again before taking back his heart and bypassing the throne to the back of the throne.

"Who are you? Why did you enter the throne room?" A whispered old dwarf in a robe, his beard and hair was completely white, asked.

"Wait, Olsen?" Said another young dwarf, wearing a silk robe, suddenly said.

"Olson-Red Pine?" The last old dwarf finally reacted. "His Highness Bjorn? Did you bring his news."

The last old dwarf rushed towards Olson, grabbing his shoulders, shaking him and asked.

"Is he still alive?" Said the old dwarf, raising his voice.

Olson shook his head hard and threw away the hammer in his hand. The hammer fell loudly, but no guards came. Then he took out the metal disc with his hands and held it with both hands to the old dwarf.

"No! No! No ..." The old dwarf did not pick up the item, it seemed that the item only brought him boundless fear. "No, Ola is on. Don't ..."

"Alas." Osterlang, the dwarf elder who recognized Olsen, sighed deeply. "Don't care about Gergus. Olsen, this is just a talisman, you keep it. Tell us what happened to Bjorn."

"Bjorn tried to fight the night squad rushing out of the forest." Olson's previous story is the same as that of Bai En. "I attacked him from behind and knocked him out. I wanted to put on his armor and shield to attract the enemy, but Owen said he was more like Bjorn, so he put on Bjorn's armor and picked up His shield. "

"We were arrested afterwards. No matter how the Night Church tortured Bjorn, he didn't say a word, not even a curse. The Night Church left him in the water cell when he lost interest in him." Ors Speak lowly about what happened. "Later, the Night Church evacuated, and we thought it was our victory. Someone came to rescue us soon, but no, nothing."

"I tried to communicate with him after the night church left, but never responded. When I saw him again, he was already dead. Only this is left." Olson said, stroking the metal disc gently.

"What happened to Khazhad-Touva? What about our king?" Olsen asked when he found something wrong.

The oldest elder Draz-Bronze Shield, the old dwarf who failed to recognize Olsen, just shook his head and sat down on the ground after hearing Olson's complaint, unwilling to get up for a long time.

The youngest elder, Gergos, bowed his head and did not seem to be able to relieve himself from the news of Bjorn's death.

"Ah, let me tell you." Elder Osterlang sighed. "After Bjorn disappeared, we and Bill Barry and Margarita began to blame each other. They also had many nobles who died in that battle. Eventually, Magnus-Golden shield's anger made him choose not to invite humans Under the circumstances of fighting against the Night Order. "

"Arsek believed that Bjorn was imprisoned by the Church of the Night, so he led troops to the Night Church. But as the battle went on, Alsek fell into a hard fight. King Magnus had to send more for his son More troops, the second batch, the third batch, the number of dwarf soldiers fighting until the front line exceeded 10,000. "

"All the experienced soldiers in the city could be dispatched. The rest of the city guards were dissatisfied with the walls. Although humans later sent troops, they were only stationed there. Alsec believed that he wanted to win. To eliminate the Night Order, human help is needed, so he launched the general attack. He does not believe that humans will watch the dwarf allies fight without support. "

"His ideas are correct. Humans have entered the war. They rushed directly to the night camp, leaving the army of the enemy to us." Osterang made his beard tremble because of his anger. "When humans broke through the night camp of the Night Church and turned back, Alsec was already surrounded by the regiment. Finally, there were less than two thousand dwarves who survived. There was no Alsec in this."

"The war is over, but Magnus is completely angry. He lost his son and grandson because of the sinister Bill Barry and Margarita. The Golden Shield family is left with our elderly king. He tried to wage a war against humanity. , But was blocked by the elders. After using his blood to record hatred, he fell ill on the bed. "

"He has an incurable disease-old. The pioneer and founder of our kingdom, Margarita-Golden Shield died in bed six months ago." Osterlang said sadly. "He let us leave here before he died, and humans took a fancy to our newly found gold mine. Not long after, most of the Presbyterians left with their tribe."

"Why didn't you leave?" Olsen asked.

"Where are you going?" Ostro asked back. "We will be homeless when we leave here."

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On this day, heavy rain fell on Kahazad-Twa. The spring rain was exceptionally fresh, splashing like ice needles on the huge ancient city sitting on the granite rock wall, gazing at the desolate hills around. Another long winter at 35xs is slowly melting, the city and everyone in it is cold and humid, painful to the cold of the bones.

On the muddy street that came in through the city gate, Olsen-Red Pine walked towards the end of the road. He occasionally wiped the rain on his face with his plump radish-like hands, while the other fat palm gripped his hammer. As he walked, he observed the city he had not returned to for a long time, and rain dripped from his thick beard.

He walked towards the king's castle in the shadow of the tall buildings in the city. He could already see the majestic walls and towers on the king's castle. But he did not see the familiar smoke, the stench and hustle and bustle of the city. Nor did they see carts loaded with ore, oxen from outside the city, and trucks from the best textile merchants in the cities of Billy Barry and Margarita.

The shame, timidity and excitement caused by returning home did not even make him notice that the guards on the city gate were less than a third of the previous ones. Olsen walked along the deserted street, came to the viaduct leading to King's Castle, and entered the castle.

He traveled countless times along his way to the throne room of the castle. Even though he was full of shame and self-blame, the feelings of guilt filled his mind. 35xs he kept thinking about why only he was alive.

Olsen followed a long black corridor into the throne room, where the lights lit all year long seemed to have disappeared. Except for some light around the throne in the farthest, all other light seemed to disappear.

Along the way, except for the 16 royal guards, there were no signs of life. Until Olson heard a whisper from behind the throne. He stared blankly at the golden shield symbolizing the king's power hanging above the throne, and waited for the whisper of the throne to sound again before taking back his heart and bypassing the throne to the back of the throne.

"Who are you? Why did you enter the throne room?" A whispered old dwarf in a robe, his beard and hair was completely white, asked.

"Wait, Olsen?" Said another young dwarf, wearing a silk robe, suddenly said.

"Olson-Red Pine?" The last old dwarf finally reacted. "His Highness Bjorn? Did you bring his news."

The last old dwarf rushed towards Olson, grabbing his shoulders, shaking him and asked.

"Is he still alive?" Said the old dwarf, raising his voice.

Olson shook his head hard and threw away the hammer in his hand. The hammer fell loudly, but no guards came. Then he took out the metal disc with his hands and held it with both hands to the old dwarf.

"No! No! No ..." The old dwarf did not pick up the item, it seemed that the item only brought him boundless fear. "No, Ola is on. Don't ..."

"Alas." Osterlang, the dwarf elder who recognized Olsen, sighed deeply. "Don't care about Gergus. Olsen, this is just a talisman, you keep it. Tell us what happened to Bjorn."

"Bjorn tried to fight the night squad rushing out of the forest." Olson's previous story is the same as that of Bai En. "I attacked him from behind and knocked him out. I wanted to put on his armor and shield to attract the enemy, but Owen said he was more like Bjorn, so he put on Bjorn's armor and picked up His shield. "

"We were arrested afterwards. No matter how the Night Church tortured Bjorn, he didn't say a word, not even a curse. The Night Church left him in the water cell when he lost interest in him." Ors Speak lowly about what happened. "Later, the Night Church evacuated, and we thought it was our victory. Someone came to rescue us soon, but no, nothing."

"I tried to communicate with him after the night church left, but never responded. When I saw him again, he was already dead. Only this is left." Olson said, stroking the metal disc gently.

"What happened to Khazhad-Touva? What about our king?" Olsen asked when he found something wrong.

The oldest elder Draz-Bronze Shield, the old dwarf who failed to recognize Olsen, just shook his head and sat down on the ground after hearing Olson's complaint, unwilling to get up for a long time.

The youngest elder, Gergos, bowed his head and did not seem to be able to relieve himself from the news of Bjorn's death.

"Ah, let me tell you." Elder Osterlang sighed. "After Bjorn disappeared, we and Bill Barry and Margarita began to blame each other. They also had many nobles who died in that battle. Eventually, Magnus-Golden shield's anger made him choose not to invite humans Under the circumstances of fighting against the Night Order. "

"Arsek believes that Bjorn is imprisoned by the Church of the Night, so he leads the army to the Night Church ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But as the battle went on, Alsek fell into a hard fight. King Magnus had to fight for More troops were sent by his son, the second batch, the third batch, and the number of dwarf soldiers fighting until the front line exceeded 10,000. "

"All the experienced soldiers in the city could be dispatched. The rest of the city guards were dissatisfied with the walls. Although humans later sent troops, they were only stationed there. Alsec believed that he wanted to win. To eliminate the Night Order, human help is needed, so he launched the general attack. He does not believe that humans will watch the dwarf allies fight without support. "

"His ideas are correct. Humans have entered the war. They rushed directly to the night camp, leaving the army of the enemy to us." Osterang made his beard tremble because of his anger. "When humans broke through the night camp of the Night Church and turned back, Alsec was already surrounded by the regiment. Finally, there were less than two thousand dwarves who survived. There was no Alsec in this."

"The war is over, but Magnus is completely angry. He lost his son and grandson because of the sinister Bill Barry and Margarita. The Golden Shield family is left with our elderly king. He tried to wage a war against humanity. , But was blocked by the elders. After using his blood to record hatred, he fell ill on the bed. "

"He has an incurable disease-old. The pioneer and founder of our kingdom, Margarita-Golden Shield died in bed six months ago." Osterlang said sadly. "He let us leave here before he died, and humans took a fancy to our newly found gold mine. Not long after, most of the Presbyterians left with their tribe."

"Why didn't you leave?" Olsen asked.

"Where are you going?" Ostro asked back. "We will be homeless when we leave here."