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Chapter 231 Gathering at Ashforge Castle

In the tent.

“If you mean by land and sea, forget it.

The waters off the Safro Peninsula are almost completely occupied by the vampires. It's impossible for us to break through from the sea, which is much more difficult than breaking through the Limestone Fortress."

The mage said so.

Blake smiled and shook his head.

"Our plan is to go over the Gray Mountain Range."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people around him could no longer hold back and they looked at Blake as if he was a fool.

As if asking if this was a joke.

It's not like no one has ever thought about this, but if you know anything about this mountain range, you'll know that wanting to cross it is somewhat of a pipe dream.

They only sent some small forces to cross the mountain for reconnaissance, and wanted to have a force of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people cross the mountain.

almost impossible.

Otherwise the mountain range would not be part of the defensive barrier.

"I believe everyone knows that there is a group of dwarves living in these mountains."

Most of these are understood.

"Is that the original tribe of the dwarves in your Night's Watch?" asked a dwarf officer.

Blake nodded.

The dwarf officer couldn't help but remind him, "Although dwarves like to live in the mountains, it doesn't necessarily mean their roads are easy to travel.

Sometimes it’s no more difficult than climbing a mountain.”

Each race has its own characteristics, and its living habits also shape its abilities.

You should know that even a large number of dwarves no longer live in the mountains, but in plains and large cities.

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry too much.

There are several passages in Ashforge that lead directly to the bottom of the mountains in the north.

"That was originally the means the cultists used to attack Ashforge, and we won the battle against them a few years ago. These underground passages, originally used to attack Ashforge, have also become one of our routes for rapid movement."

Everyone's expressions became delighted when they heard this. If it was true as Blake said, then this could indeed be put into action.

“We can’t send all the coalition forces there, so it’s best to send only a small number of people deep into the hinterland to disrupt the situation inside.

This might make the frontal siege easier."

An officer said so.

After all, they have an army of more than 10. If they all pass through the Gray Mountain Range and penetrate deep into the enemy's hinterland, it would obviously be a bit exaggerated.

But if we only send 20,000 or 30,000, maybe it should work.

It can definitely play the role they imagine.

Now that they had a solution, everyone started discussing it again.

The originally silent tent became noisy again.

After the plan is finalized.

A large amount of supplies began to be transported towards Ashforge.

Fortunately, the route from the front line to Ashforge is relatively flat. After all, it is a mountain road that was once used to transport armor and weapons made by the dwarves.

This is a road that the dwarves spent nearly a hundred years to repair, so there is no problem in transporting supplies.

It just takes a little more time.

But this was enough to satisfy the coalition forces, because no matter what, it was much better than they had imagined.

Mountain roads...it's no exaggeration to say that it's the worst possible way to think about it.

As supplies began to be transported.

More troops began to gather and the coalition forces began to select.

At this time, the coalition forces rarely had too much quarreling.

This doesn't mean they have let go of their past grudges.

But the success of the plan at hand is much more important than arguing with each other.

Naturally, dwarves have the most qualifications to go deep into the hinterland.

After all, compared to other races, dwarves are more suitable for operating here.

When Blake arrived at Ashforge with the first team and the first batch of supplies.

Cana was already there to greet them. "Your Highness," Blake greeted with a smile.

The others following behind him also bowed slightly to Kana and used honorific titles.

In private or when there are only night watchmen present, there is naturally no need for these useless rationales.

But when there are outsiders present, almost all the night watchmen will give Kana the corresponding respect.

The officers who followed also understood instantly.

The person in front of me should be the leader of the Night Watch, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Kingdom of Safro.

As long as you are willing to understand the Night's Watch.

You can clearly get information about His Royal Highness the Prince and his experience.

For most people, it can be called magical.

As a prince, he was unwilling to lead his family and the entire country into evil.

When the whole country was in decline, he fled the country with many of his people.

This sounds like the beginning of a prince's story of restoring his country, but his subsequent experiences become increasingly magical and deviate from the existing story development.

The prince who broke away from his country became a prophet.

Seeing the darkness and fear of the future, he gave up his identity as a prince and his goal of restoring his country.

Instead, I devoted myself to a greater process.

In just a few years, it has grown from nothing to this.

He united all the races under his command, condensed them together, and carried the same name.

There are even elves among them, can you believe it?
Then you can see races like humans, dwarves, elves and even halflings fighting together.

I didn't know why and thought it was a group of mercenaries or adventurers instead of an army.

Of course, there are also some experiences that seem magical to others.

For example, using a mortal body to slaughter the evil god's believers, and under the gaze of the evil god, destroy the evil god's apostles.

In the name of the Night's Watch, he slew demons that existed only in stories.

Destroy the spawn of the evil god that devoured a city.

Most people would even think it's just hype.

A simple understanding, a little understanding.

The dwarf officer's gaze was completely fixed on Ashforge Castle.

The dwarf's officer was young.

He was only 200 years old, which was the right age for development in the eyes of the dwarves.

"Nice...quaint dwarven architecture."

He looked at the situation in Ashforge Castle and couldn't help but say so.

With the disintegration of the Dwarven Empire thousands of years ago, most of the Dwarves went to different places and merged with the local races.

This has caused them to change their previous traditions to some extent.

It is difficult to see such traditional architecture and atmosphere elsewhere.

The dwarf officer walked throughout the city with some dwarves behind him.

Looking at the city of the so-called Gray Mountain Clan.

Watch the life of the Gray Mountain Dwarves.

"If my grandfather came here, he would definitely cry with joy." A dwarf soldier couldn't help but say.

When he was a child, he often listened to his grandfather talk about the glory of the Dwarf Empire.

"Wow! Look over there! The Golden Forge! This is a building you can only see in stories."

For the younger generation of dwarves, the golden dwarves are almost becoming legends.

Everything here belongs to the tradition of the dwarves.

For young dwarves, this is a scene that can only be seen in stories and history.

For the older dwarves, that was a past that could never be returned to.

This made the arriving dwarf soldiers a little lost.

"Are you dwarves from outside?"

(End of this chapter)