C312 The Fake One Is the Real One
C312 The Fake One Is the Real One
They were all short shrubs, unable to hide their figures. From afar, they could clearly see the situation in the military camp, about 200 dwarves forging metal on the field. That's right, forging metal. Only God knew why dwarves chose such a shocking thing when they were not training in formation on the field.
Clang, clang, clang...
Even though they were half a kilometer away, the sound of metal hitting metal still drilled into their ears. It was as if they had been pricked by needles, and it was extremely uncomfortable. Dongfang Qingyu approached step by step. Uh, crawling forward. Although the dwarf was not tall, if they stood closer... They would still be discovered.
Dwarves were exactly the same as humans, except that they were shorter. However, for some reason, they were divided into the Orc race. However, there were still some differences. They were long and ugly. Their arms were as thick as thighs, and their horizontal length and vertical height were almost the same. When he became an adult, he would have a big beard, and he would like to drink as much as his life. He had a bad temper.
Dwarves were born to be blacksmiths, and they usually had two types of weapons, a hammer and an axe. Dwarves were born with great power, and only heavy weapons could make people use their full power.
Two hundred meters away, Qingyu from the east stopped approaching, and if he went any further, he would be flat ground. The dwarves' military camp was not very tight, and they lazily leaned against the sun. However, as long as they were not blind, in broad daylight, one person could still see it.
In the middle of the camp, there was a watchtower. But there was no one on it. The dwarves feared heights, unless it was wartime, there was nothing they could do. Only dwarves would provoke me up there, and no dwarves would be willing to stay up there if they were meddling in other people's business. So the watchtower is actually just a decoration.
The seventh stage's mission is to rush into the center of the camp and take away the dwarves' blueprint for forging weapons. It seemed very simple, but as long as they knew that this camp was scattered with 500 dwarves, they wouldn't think so. The number of dwarves was not small, but the level, among the 500 dwarves... Level 497, Level 34, 2 Level 35 Generals, one was Level 35, and the other was Level 35. Level 36 General.
One on one against a level 36 General. Not to mention the two deputies and the many Dwarf soldiers. The difficulty was very high, but Qingyu from the east was not very worried. If no one explored the way, they might not know what to do if they rashly entered. However, under the circumstances that he was prepared, this round wasn't difficult.
Qingyu from the east stayed more than 200 meters away for more than a minute before slowly retreating. When he was completely out of the dwarf's sight range, he quickly got up and retreated to the other side of the camp.
About five minutes later, there was a commotion among the dwarves. Then, they saw a few dwarves leave the field and walk towards the place where Qingyu had stopped before. As they walked, their noses twitched. They were short, but their movements were very fast. The distance of 200 meters only lasted for a dozen seconds. They suddenly let out a strange cry and threw the hammer. They pounced on him. When he stood up, he was already holding a jar of wine in his arms.
The dwarf had a simple mind, he didn't know why there was wine here. Whether there was poison or whether there was a conspiracy, the first thing the dwarf did was to raise his neck and drink one-third of the wine in one go. The wine that was several times richer than before spilled out, and the dwarves in the military camp started to boil.
They rushed over like a swarm of bees. They were originally planning to snatch the wine from the dwarves in front of them. But when they ran over to take a look, they saw a lot of wine. There were at least fifty or sixty pots of wine. The dwarf let out happy cries when he saw the pervert and the beauty. Without thinking, he pounced on them. For a moment, everyone raised their necks to drink, and the fragrance of wine filled the air.
The dwarves' voices were very loud, and they gurgled. Even drinking wine could not stop their mouths. This commotion was too loud, and it immediately drew out all the dwarves resting in the military camp. Saying that the dwarves were simple-minded was very obvious. They rushed out like a swarm of bees, and no one was left behind to guard the gate. If it were Earth Demon, such a thing would never happen.
When all the dwarves walked out of the barracks, Qingyu from the east walked in swaggeringly from behind. Unexpectedly, not a single dwarf noticed that the barracks were made of wood. The shape was horrible to look at. The door was very short, and Qingyu had to bow in order to enter. The space inside was also very small, similar to a child's house.
The interior of the room was very different from a human's. There were no stools. Dwarves could be the reason for their short legs and lack the habit of sitting. They had always been standing, just like horses and donkeys. A piece of animal skin was the bed. There was no table, no living utensils, and a pair of fire pincers hung on the wall. An axe and a beast's thigh were unprocessed. Just like that, it hung there, dripping with blood. The smell of blood in the room was extremely thick. If it were a human, they would definitely not be used to it, but the dwarf would gladly endure it.
Dongfang Qingyu only took a glance and knew that he had walked into the wrong house. He went out to change the house. The house was just as small, and there was an additional stove inside. But there was no fire. After leaving the room, Dongfang Qingyu looked at the other houses. The dwarves were ridiculous. There was no similar house. All of them were crooked, without any sense of rules.
The dwarves had absolute authority when it came to building weapons, but when it came to building weapons... They were only at the level of primary school students. Logically speaking, a military camp should have a meeting hall. Since it was a meeting hall, the place would definitely be bigger, even if they didn't sit. But there were more than 20 houses in the military camp. He didn't feel that it was particularly big.
He left over 50 jugs of wine, which was definitely not enough for these Dwarves who were addicted to drinking wine as if their lives depended on it. It was estimated that it would only take three to five minutes. Qingyu from the east had to find the blueprint within three to five minutes.
He tried his best to simulate the thoughts of the Dwarves, but he was not a Dwarf after all. He could not simulate it. He searched all the houses in the center and did not find the blueprint. He did not need to worry about the dwarf hiding, as the house was empty. Anything could be seen at a glance. It was impossible to hide anything. What Qingyu was worried about was that the dwarves would hide the drawings on their bodies. If that was the case... Then the more than 50 jugs of wine would be wasted.
A gurgling sound could be heard. The dwarves began to return. Qingyu came out of a house in the east. He was immediately noticed by the sharp-eyed dwarf and let out a roar. Although he did not understand, he could roughly guess that it probably meant 'stop'. Naturally, Dongfang Qingyu would not stop. He started to run in the opposite direction. When he passed by the house at the edge of the road, he slipped into it by accident. He glanced at it out of habit and was about to leave. There was a beast skin on a big rock. There was a pattern drawn on it by some unknown object.
Dongfang Qingyu's eyes were wide open. Such an important drawing, or rather, the dwarf's meeting hall was located at the very edge. Could it be that the dwarf had also learned the art of war? If it was fake, then it was real, but if it was real, then it was fake.