Universal Lord: My sixth subordinate screwed me over so badly!

The enemy was in chaos, and the enemy was in chaos.

Armand's Adam's apple rolled twice, wiped his mouth, and looked at the musketeers in the distance.

The subordinate dwarf scout reported:

"Lord Armand, most of the humans have been driven out of the northern mountains by us. Now the open-pit copper mines, coal mines, stone mines and gem mines here are all ours!"

The dwarf lord Armand asked in confusion: "How many human lords are there around here?"

"Several cunning human lords have been defeated by us. The dwarf rangers are riding on snow wolf sleds to sweep away all the enemies around."

The Turin world is a real world. The human race and the dwarf race are not the same race, so when they meet, they either negotiate, and those who are not qualified to negotiate are directly expelled or killed.

There is no need to say more about encountering lords. They are all different species. Who cares whether you live or die?

Therefore, the three or five lords in the nearby forests and snow-capped mountains were expelled and defeated by the dwarf advance troops of the Jinzun tribe, and became exiles who lost their territory.

A strong dwarf, a dwarf general wearing armor, said: "Armand, I found the traces of human lords!"

Armand asked in confusion: "There are also traces of human lords?"

General "Red Hammer" Boduen said: "We have learned a lot of news from the Empire Territory. A large number of God's Chosen have appeared in the Dwarf Territory. Those guys have successively established territories in the major territories of the Dwarves. They are all people who fell from the sky. The same is true in the northern mountains on our side. A large number of elves, humans, half-elves, goblins, and even God's Chosen Lords of the Undead Tribe have appeared!"

"Where is the imperial order from above?"

The Dwarf Empire is vast and the territory it rules is extremely large. This forest is just a small part of the Dwarf Empire. Their mission is to occupy the center of the Dwarf metal mines and mine the ore to provide a steady supply of materials to the Jinzun tribe and the Empire.

Contribute to the construction of the Dwarf Empire!

"The Empire's order requires us to disperse and destroy all nearby Chosen Alien Lords. As for the Chosen Dwarf Lords, we can provide them with appropriate shelter... Currently, there are 23 Dwarf Lords under our command who seek our alliance and shelter and want to apply to establish territories around us. I have approved their territory construction."

"The fortress is rising, and the glory of the dwarves will extend to all corners of the material plane."

General "Red Hammer" Poldun looked a little excited and said, "Most of these Dwarf Lords are very eloquent. The leader is a gray-bearded Dwarf named Loire. Although he looks a little ugly, he speaks very well and is very good at flattery and flattery."

Dwarves are short in stature, so it is difficult to distinguish them from the same kind from a distance. Therefore, their biggest characteristic is not their eyes or their dress, but their iconic beard! There are all kinds of red, red, white, and black beards. Each dwarf's beard has subtle differences and distinctions, which other races cannot see, and think that dwarves are all the same.

In fact, dwarves can tell whether the other party has noble blood and worth by distinguishing the style of beard from a distance. Some special dwarf beard knots can only be used by the big clans and nobles of the dwarves. If other ordinary dwarves use them, it will be considered as crossing the line and will be severely punished.

Armand Evariste, the lord of the Northern Fort, thought for a moment and said:

"Since the Chosen One has come, he is eloquent and likes flattery. Let them fight with the Chosen One lords of the human race, elves, goblins, and undead. We just need to tie their ropes and provide them with corresponding assistance."

At this time, another dwarf lord, Abt Bodu, walked over from the iron frost gate.

He was full of frost and exhaled a white mist.

"We found a large army at the foot of the mountain, about 300 people. The noble lords of the human race seem to want to retake our northern fort."

"Human army?"

"Regular army or ragtag army?"

The so-called regular army refers to the orthodox griffins, sharpshooters, cavalry troops and members of the noble knights brought by the lords. Those brave knights can easily defeat ten people alone, especially those knights who have been awarded titles, who are much more ferocious than knights' followers.

"Random army, composed of 125 first-level cave dwellers and more than 200 thieves

, big-eared monsters, and 5 second-level wolf warriors, an ordinary ragtag force. "

"Do you need to worry so much about ragtag forces? Just over 300 people?"

In terms of organization, Swarm (large): 250-499 range, but 300 people, not taken seriously by Armand Evariste, the vanguard lord of the Northern Fort of the Dwarf Empire, but what can 300 people do?

"No... no, their lord is very powerful!"

"More than a dozen of our scout teams were killed."

"?"

"The lord is powerful? How powerful?"

"Not sure... The troops that encountered them have been completely wiped out. We lost at least 12 groups of scouts, and they are still advancing. It shouldn't take an hour or two to encounter the first Chosen Dwarf territory."

"Oh? "

The unusual incident aroused the interest of the dwarf leader.

"Keep paying attention. The Northern Fortress is built on the mountain. Our only goal and mission is to protect this rich mining area and drive all the alien lords and troops out of the Northern Fortress!"

"Yes."

"Red Hammer" General Paudun looked at the lord Armand next to him and asked, "How about I lead the elite musketeers to meet him?"

Armand did not mean to underestimate the enemy, although the opponent's organization was just an ordinary first-level force. Who knows if there are ambushes and ambushes? They are not afraid of delaying the opportunity and missing the opportunity. Instead, he showed greater caution for this abnormal situation.

A powerful lord with a group of miscellaneous troops, from the perspective of Armand's many years of participation in war.

There must be fraud in this.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal.

"Continue to explore, let the group of dwarf lords sent by the Chosen One to explore its bottom. Sooner or later, the scouts we lost will be compensated by the blood of the human race."

"Kill a group of miners? They have been working for 46 hours in a row, and they are exhausted. Some frail old people, children, women and children are dying of exhaustion."

"Kill!"

"Humans want to survive, but they don't work? How can that be possible?"

"Red Hammer" General Baudon immediately went to give orders.

Armand Evariste chewed on the information from Abbot Baudon. He had a keen sixth sense that told him that the situation might be very troublesome. But the worry of lack of intelligence for no reason is meaningless, which is something that any calm ruler should understand. More than 85% of the worries will not happen in reality, "I hope you don't mess with us, despicable human race. "