Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

After the priest left, the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed. The Dwarf King sat on the bed in high spirits and began to fulfill the reward he had promised.

"Brave Zhang Deshuai, you saved me. Now I want to fulfill my promise. When do you want to receive these rewards?" The Dwarf King looked at Zhang Deshuai with sharp eyes.

Zhang Deshuai smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I want to first make a handy weapon for my partner, the Thunder Giant Ape." As he spoke, he pointed to the Thunder Giant Ape that was more than 20 meters tall beside him.

The dwarf king turned his head and saw the huge body of the Thunder Ape. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "This big guy is really majestic and magnificent!"

Zhang Deshuai looked at the Dwarf King's expression and said quickly, "Your Majesty, I don't even want 1000 million gold coins. Just use them all to make a stick-shaped weapon for Lei Ting."

Hearing this, the Dwarf King finally relaxed his brows and laughed, "Haha, OK, no problem!"

Then, the Dwarf King asked again: "Zhang Deshuai, do you have any other needs?"

Zhang Deshuai put away his smile and said to the Dwarf King solemnly, "Your Majesty, I hope that the Dwarves and the Elves can coexist peacefully. I hope you can withdraw the troops from the border."

Upon hearing this, the Dwarf King stared at Zhang Deshuai with a puzzled look, as if asking him why he did this.

Zhang Deshuai took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Your Majesty, war brings only pain and destruction. The elves and dwarves should live in peace and develop together. The previous misunderstanding has already cost both sides a heavy price. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, we should work together to create a better future instead of continuing to consume each other's strength in hatred and fighting."

The Dwarf King listened to Zhang Deshuai's words and fell into deep thought. He recalled the previous conflict with the elves and felt a little regretful.

After a while, the dwarf king raised his head and said with a firm look: "Zhang Deshuai, your words have deeply touched me. I promise you that I will consider peaceful coexistence with the elves and will order the troops to withdraw from the border. But this matter is of great importance and requires long-term consideration."

Zhang Deshuai said gratefully: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I believe your decision will bring long-term peace and prosperity to the two tribes."

At this moment, a dwarf soldier rushed in. His face was full of anxiety and tension, but when he saw Zhang Deshuai, he hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, the dwarf king waved his hand, signaled the soldier and said, "It's okay, just tell me."

The dwarf soldier took a deep breath and said quickly, "Great king, the orcs are gathering a large number of soldiers at the border. It is estimated that there are now 1000 million soldiers, and the soldiers are still gathering. And according to the spies' report, a large number of dark creatures have appeared in the orc camp."

The dwarf king listened to the soldiers' report, frowning, his face becoming increasingly worried. He muttered to himself, "Are they planning to invade us this time?"

Then, the dwarf king turned his gaze to the general beside him, Gar Ironshield, and ordered decisively: "Carl Ironshield, go and inform the soldiers at the elf border to withdraw and go to the border with the orcs."

Gar Ironshield looked embarrassed and said, "But King, it would take a month to march from the elven border to the orc border."

The dwarf king looked serious and said firmly, "You have to go for a month! This is an order! Also, keep an eye on the orcs' movements at all times and report any disturbances to me immediately."

Gar Ironshield straightened his back and answered loudly: "Yes, King! I'll arrange it right away!" After that, he turned around and hurriedly left the room.

The dwarf king sat on the bed, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes revealing determination and resoluteness. He knew that he was about to face a huge crisis, but for the survival and dignity of the dwarfs, he had to face it bravely.

Zhang Deshuai listened quietly and felt worried. He knew that if this war broke out, it would bring endless disasters.

The room fell into a brief silence, with only the heavy breathing of the Dwarf King echoing in the air.

At this moment, the magic communication from the Elf Queen Eluvia suddenly came through. A light blue light flickered in the room, and Eluvia's anxious face gradually appeared.

Elvia's voice was hurried and panicked: "Zhang Deshuai, it's bad! The orcs are invading the Elf Forest. Tens of thousands of orcs and dark creatures are pouring in like a tide and invading our homeland. We are now retreating step by step and it is really difficult to resist!" Her beautiful face was full of fatigue and fear, and her former elegance and composure were gone at this moment.

Zhang Deshuai quickly recounted to the Dwarf King in detail what had happened in the Elf Forest.

After hearing this, the Dwarf King's face became even gloomier. He said solemnly, "It seems that the orcs and dark creatures have really invaded the Spiritual Continent. They came with such a fierce force this time, and it is obvious that they came prepared, intending to conquer our continent in one fell swoop."

He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, his thoughts racing. "This must be an unprecedented crisis. If we cannot unite and resist together, I am afraid that the entire Spiritual Continent will fall into endless darkness and chaos." The Dwarf King's eyes revealed determination and resoluteness. "The elves live on this continent with us. Although there have been misunderstandings before, we must put aside our past grudges and fight the enemy together."

Zhang Deshuai nodded in agreement: "Your Majesty is right. We must act as soon as possible to support the Elf Forest and not let the orcs succeed."

The Dwarf King stopped and clenched his fists: "Pass my order, gather all the dwarf warriors who can fight, and prepare to go to war!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, and everyone knew that a great battle concerning the fate of the Spiritual Continent was about to begin.

At this time, another soldier came in with a panicked look and reported: "King, it's bad! The orcs have started to attack. The 1000 million soldiers they assembled at the border are a feint! They attacked us from the east and west. The hill dwarves were completely defeated. The chief of the hill dwarves, Bloom Stonehammer, unfortunately died in the battle. The chief of the forest dwarves, Thorin Gangsen, led the entire tribe to retreat."

Before he finished speaking, another soldier rushed in and shouted in a trembling voice: "King, the eastern defense line has been breached, and our losses are heavy!"

Then, the third soldier staggered in, his face covered in blood, and said breathlessly: "King, the situation in the west is not optimistic. The orcs' offensive is too fierce, and our defense line can no longer hold!"

The fourth soldier followed and cried out in despair: "King, the supply line in the rear has been cut off, and the supplies cannot be delivered to the front line!"

One piece of bad news after another was like a heavy hammer, constantly hitting the Dwarf King's heart. His face became increasingly gloomy, his eyes almost spewing fire, and he roared angrily: "Damn orcs, how dare you be so arrogant!"

The room was filled with despair and anger. Everyone felt heavy in their hearts, as if they were being pressed down by an invisible mountain and could hardly breathe.