Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

The Iron Mountains, located to the east of the Natural Forest, are the kingdom of the dwarves.

The area of ​​the Iron Mountains is very large, no smaller than that of several small countries. The reason why the dwarves chose this place as their country after they withdrew from the continent is because it is full of various kinds of iron ores, which is the best place for them who like to make weapons.

Unlike the elves, the dwarves have always maintained contact with the human world, and even more than half of the countries on the continent have business relations with them. The weapons made by the dwarves are of good quality and cheap, and the dwarves are generous by nature and never bargain, so humans like to buy weapons from the dwarves very much.

Whether in ancient times or in the present human era, the dwarves and elves have always maintained a very friendly relationship, and the reason why the elves can get news from the mainland is largely because the dwarves revealed it to them.

The Iron City, this huge city with walls made entirely of solid steel, is the capital of the Dwarven Kingdom. The Iron City is not very large, and can only be compared to a medium-sized city in the human kingdom, but if we talk about the city with the strongest defense, it is undoubtedly the Iron City.

City of Steel, Dwarf Palace.

The situation was similar to that of the elves. At this time, the Dwarf King was convening a meeting of all the dwarf elders. The content of the meeting was naturally about whether or not to send troops to support humans.

The Dwarf King Gangta is 225 years old this year. He is the undisputed number one master of the Dwarf Kingdom. His strength has reached the terrifying peak of the twelfth level. In his hand, he holds the Dwarf's most terrifying attack artifact - the Sky-Shaking Hammer. Even when facing a legendary thirteenth-level master, he can barely fight. Of course, this is on the basis that the opponent does not have a weapon.

Although the dwarves, like the elves, have fallen into decline, no one dares to underestimate this declining race, because there are rumors that in the dwarf kingdom, just like in the elves, there are ten twelfth-level dwarf elders who are the patron saints of the dwarves. They will not show up unless the dwarves are in danger of extinction.

The dwarf king Steel shouted in a loud voice: "Dear elders, you have all seen the invitation letter just now. Humans invite us to re-form a continental coalition to fight against the re-emerging demons. What do you think, should we, the dwarves, participate or not?"

A dwarf elder also shouted loudly: "Of course we have to participate. When have we, the dwarves, ever been afraid of war? Since our ancestors were able to drive those ugly demons into the abyss, we can do the same!"

Another elder echoed, "Yes, damn it, those ugly bastards of the demon race should be cut into pieces. If nothing else, they attacked and killed many of our men in the human kingdom this time. We should go over and teach them a lesson, let the demon bastards know that we, the dwarves, are still here, and when will it be their turn to show off our power!"

"Yes, fuck those ugly demons!" The dwarf elders showed excitement on their faces, and they couldn't help but rush over to have a good fight with the demon army. They are worthy of being known as the most fiery race.

An elder said cautiously: "Everyone, we dwarves are no longer the powerful dwarves we once were. Although our situation is better than that of the elves, it does not mean that we can act recklessly. If we sacrifice too many of our people to fight against the demons, we will be the eternal sinners of the dwarves!"

As soon as these words came out, the elders felt as if something had stuck in their throats. The excitement on their faces disappeared at once. One elder said unhappily, "Gangtuo, according to what you said, we the dwarves shouldn't send out troops. We finally got this rare opportunity to have a good fight with the demons, but you actually said that we can't allow it. How annoying!"

The other elders also looked at that elder with unfriendly expressions. Even the Dwarf King Gangta looked unhappy. Dwarves are straightforward in character. Their emotions are all shown on their faces. They say whatever they want.

What a bunch of brainless guys! The dwarf elder smiled bitterly and said, "Everyone, listen to me first, okay? I didn't say that we can't fight, I just want to say that we should be careful!"

"You should have said no earlier!"

"That's right, mother-in-law, I really doubt whether you are a dwarf."

"That's it"

Hearing these nonsense, the corner of the dwarf elder's mouth twitched fiercely, and he pointed at the group of elders one by one, even the dwarf king Gangta, and then continued: "We dwarves are naturally in favor of forming a continental coalition, but our tribe can no longer withstand too many casualties, so we can only show our respect. The real main force will depend on them, humans!"

Hearing this, the elders nodded. The Dwarf King Gangta pondered for a while before asking, "Then according to you, how many men should we send out?"

The dwarf elder said loudly: "We don't need too many. One hundred thousand heavy hammer soldiers are enough. Our heavy hammer soldiers are the nemesis of the demon infantry. They can definitely help a lot!"

The Dwarf King Gangta nodded and said with satisfaction: "That's great. If that's the case, then I will take the trouble to personally lead my men over there and have a good fight with the demon bastards!"

"Your Majesty, how can I be absent from the battle against those bastards of the demon clan? I want to go too!"

"Your Majesty, please take me with you!"

"..."

The northern wasteland.

Ever since they were defeated by humans in the racial war ten thousand years ago, the orcs have been driven to this barren land. Although the area of ​​the wasteland is vast and boundless, the climate here is too harsh and the land is barren, resulting in most of the area being almost barren and without any grass. Although a small part of the area is rich in resources, there are often terrifying ice beasts.

Time passed slowly, and tens of thousands of years passed. The orcs gradually gained a foothold in the wilderness. Relying on the terrifying combat capabilities of the Behemoth Legion, after paying a huge price, the orcs gradually defeated group after group of ice beasts, seized oases in the wilderness, and gradually turned the wilderness into the kingdom of orcs.

Although they have controlled most of the wasteland, due to the scarcity of resources and the orcs' poor skills in farming, many orcs make a living by hunting. However, the wasteland beasts are not easy to deal with. No one knows how many orcs have died in the pursuit of hunting the ice beasts.

In years of famine, the life of the orcs was even more miserable, and they lived a life of hunger every day. Finally, some orcs could not bear it anymore and ventured southward, breaking into the human country to steal food, but humans were not easy to deal with. It was considered good if one out of ten orcs who went south could return.

However, according to the orcs who escaped back, humans did not kill them, but captured them and turned them into slaves. Being a slave at least means having food to eat and not starving to death, which is better than being killed by ice beasts. After hearing this, many orcs had some ideas in their minds. If they encounter a famine and cannot hunt ice beasts, they will not be able to bear it. They will go south without hesitation and break into the human world. If they are lucky enough to grab food and escape back to the famine, it would be the best, and they will not have to starve. If they are caught by humans and become their slaves, although life will not be too easy and they may have to do heavy work every day, they can at least have food to eat and not starve to death.

The Beast Kings of all generations have always turned a blind eye to the actions of their people. After all, it was because they were incapable of feeding their people, and they could not just watch them starve to death and do nothing!

The City of Beasts, the capital of the Orc Kingdom.

The contemporary Beast King is called Larel, from the Golden Lion clan. As the Beast King, Larel is naturally very powerful and has reached the terrifying peak of the twelfth level.

The palace hall.

Beast King Larelle was sitting on the ivory throne above. There were two figures standing in the center of the hall. One figure was 10 meters tall. He was the chief of the Behemoth tribe, Meng Ao. Meng Ao was also a 12th-rank master. With his strong body, even Beast King Larelle did not dare to say that he could defeat him. The other figure seemed insignificant compared to Meng Ao. He was the first think tank of the Orc Country, Gu Li, the werewolf national teacher. As a think tank, although Gu Li's strength was not as good as that of the Behemoth King and the Beast King, he was also an 11th-rank master.

At this time, the three were discussing the re-emergence of the demons.

"Your Majesty, according to our intelligence, humans have sent invitations to the elves and dwarves, inviting them to re-form a continental coalition to fight against the demons, but they did not invite us orcs!" The national teacher Gu Li looked a little indignant.

The Beast King snorted coldly, "When did they take us orcs seriously? If we orcs hadn't sent troops to fight against the coalition forces of the night elves and goblins, how could they have such a grand occasion today? We orcs have to stay in this barren land and live a hungry life all day long!"

Gu Li hesitated for a while, and said hesitantly: "Then Your Majesty, should we send troops to help?"

Before the Beast King spoke, Behemoth King Meng Ao spoke up. Meng Ao snorted, "Bah, humans, you ungrateful fellows. We orcs are already doing the Demons a favor by not taking advantage of their misfortunes, let alone sending troops to help!"

The Beast King agreed, "That's right. Since they didn't invite us, we don't need to go over and ask for favors. Let them do it on their own. We the Beastmen will not get involved!"