Army Pressure
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Get lost, bitch, get lost!"
The Dwarf Prince waved his heavy hammer in the air and hit the surroundings fiercely.
That comical look made Moon Bell laugh.
"Sister, I don't want to help him."
Aching immediately pursed her lips. Persian had made a mess of the ceremony she'd carefully prepared, and he wanted them all to be slaves.
This punishment was too light!
Even if he knelt on the ground and barked like a dog, she would not help him.
"Sister, he won't do it yet."
Moon Bell chuckled as a scheming glint flashed across her eyes.
Dwarfs cared about their reputation.
How could he bark like a dog so easily?
"He doesn't cherish this opportunity now. It's useless to bark like a dog when he really needs it."
Moon Bell held her sister's hand and smiled gently.
"Let's go back to the castle first. We'll wait for a good show in the next few days."
Before she left, Moon Bell glanced at the Dwarf Prince one last time.
Given some time, this guy would naturally understand.
…
After waving it for a while.
The Dwarf Prince sat on the ground, panting and gasping for breath.
'Where did those two damned Dark Elves go?!'
There were also those useless people under him.
He did not know where they had gone to have fun.
They were usually the most enthusiastic when it came to eating, but when called for work, they became lazy.
A bunch of useless good-for-nothings!
Persian threw the heavy hammer in his hand to the ground.
That Dark Elf had actually lied to him, saying that he had taken the heads of the Human Prince and Forbidden Spellcaster and kicked them like balls.
'How is that possible?'
He had been wandering around this godforsaken place for two weeks, but he had not seen a single Human!
When he found those two Dark Elves, he would definitely beat them up!
The Dwarf Prince's expression darkened as he picked up the heavy hammer from the ground.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, something bad has happened!"
The Dwarf subordinate who had just escaped carried a white messenger pigeon and hurriedly ran to the Prince.
"This is bad. The King wants you to go back quickly! The Human kingdom is already approaching!"
"What?! Show me the pigeon in your hand!"
The Dwarf Prince snatched the messenger pigeon from his subordinate's hand, tore off the envelope on his lap, and opened it to take a closer look.
The moment he saw the contents of the letter, his pupils constricted, and his hands holding the envelope could not help but tremble in anger.
"Impossible…"
When had he ever touched the Human Second Prince and the Forbidden Spellcaster?
'Could it have been on that drunken night?'
No, he was clearly playing cards with Old Horn at the camp.
He did not kill the human Second Prince! Nor did he touch the Human Spellcaster!
Someone was maligning him!
"… Absolutely impossible!"
Persian tore the envelope into pieces and threw it on the ground.
The image crystal attached to the letter fell to the side.
"Your Highness, please calm down!"
Many subordinates immediately surrounded him and respectfully handed him the wine bag.
"Move aside, I don't drink!"
The Kingdom of Dwarfs picked up a heavy hammer and smashed the image crystal into pieces.
His voice came out of the crystal intermittently.
"Burp… Yo, isn't this the Second Prince of the Human Empire, Sir Caesar?"
"Why did you come to the Forsaken Land today?"
Was that his voice?
The Dwarf Prince turned around in shock.
There was no mistake. The drunken and handsome face in the video was definitely him!
But why did he have no impression of it at all?
The Dwarf Prince gulped.
A bad thought spread through his mind.
Could it be that… he really drank too much?
He stared at the video closely. Because it was broken, it was a little distorted and intermittent.
The faces of the other Dwarfs in the video were the people who had followed him that day!
The scene flashed. He and the others beside him lifted the heads of the Second Prince and the Forbidden Spellcaster and played with them like soccer balls.
After the head was kicked to pieces, they even spat on the person above.
A few Dwarfs even took off their pants in public and peed on it while pointing their middle fingers!
That Dark Elf was telling the truth!
But reality was worse than what the Dark Elves had said!
The Dwarf Prince's face paled.
After he got drunk that night, he blacked out!
He actually only knew about these things now!
Bad, bad, bad, bad!
The Dwarf Prince was so anxious that he wanted to slap himself twice.
Why didn't he sleep in the middle of the night? Why did he get up to drink?
Great, something happened after drinking!
Based on the temperament of the current King of the West Laden Empire, he would definitely choose to kill all the Dwarfs and bury them with his son!
Even if he went back to apologize with his life, it was too late!
"All Knights, listen to my command! Full speed ahead, let's hurry back to the Kingdom of Dwarfs!"
No matter what, he would go back first.
The Dwarf Prince led everyone and hurriedly ran towards the camp.
If he did not speed up, things would only get worse!
…
Everything was progressing as planned by Moon Bell.
The army of the Human Empire was like an efficient meat grinder, quickly turning the drunken Dwarf army into a pile of meat paste.
The city-states of the fallen Dwarf kingdoms fell one after another.
Even the capital was about to be taken down.
At this moment, a large number of refugees from the Dwarf Kingdom were also constantly approaching the borders of the Dark Elves.
However, a few days ago, Moon Bell had already sent people to the border to set up the trap Fang Ping had created.
Under the patrol of the border guards and the protection of traps, not a single Dwarf had been able to break through their blockade.
"Sister, have you thought of a good solution?"
Ai Qing, who had transformed into a black bat, flapped its wings and landed on Moon Bell's table.
"Those Dwarfs get drunk every day at the border. It makes the place smell like alcohol. I can't stand it anymore!"
"Don't worry too much about that. They won't be able to drink for more than a few days."
Moon Bell smiled.
For the past few days, she had been using the crystal ball to observe the movements of the Dwarfs.
Their food supply was decreasing. Most of the Dwarfs were so hungry that they dug out the bark and leaves beside them to eat.
Some even started to eat the soil on the ground.
However, it was not the time to accept them yet.
Moon Bell reached out and played with the crystal ball.
"Have you spoken to the sisters of the Guard about quantitative feeding?"
"Yes, Sister."
Ai Qing nodded firmly.
"We'll do as you ask. Every day, we'll distribute some food to the Dwarfs outside to increase their favorability towards us."
"Very good. The situation of the Dwarfs is not urgent enough. Let's continue like this for now. We'll attack when the key figures appear."