The shrill warning sound immediately attracted everyone's attention. Lann's sharp eyes penetrated the crowd and found that the one who gave the warning was the dwarf guards who were leading the way in front.

They had reached the end of the long bridge. On the other side of the bridge, on the hillside of Mount Carbon, several dwarves wearing squirrel tails as decoration suddenly appeared.

Scoia'tael! Lan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The next second, everyone's ears suddenly heard a loud "boom" sound, which was the roar of explosives exploding. The head and the end of the long bridge responded to the loud sound with a sudden collapse of rocks and cracks, and large chunks of the bridge suddenly broke away from the bridge deck and fell into the abyss.

The tremor, like an earthquake, made all the dwarves lie prone on the ground with their heads in their hands. The dwarves around the great elder rushed towards him recklessly, pinning the leader of Mahakam under them to prevent a sneak attack.

The people of Cintra were all riding horses. The loud noise made the animals stand up in panic. Only Lan's Black Wind's eyes suddenly became excited.

But the people of Cintra reacted quickly. Those with excellent riding skills controlled the frightened horses within three breaths and assumed fighting postures. Those who were not so good at riding decisively abandoned their horses, turned from riding to foot, and quickly gathered to the edge of Lann, forming a circle and setting up shields.

By the time the aftershocks in the surrounding area had completely subsided, the dwarf's "long bridge" had been cut off from both ends, leaving only the small area where Lann and the great elder's team stood still intact.

The long bridge was reduced to just a platform and they were trapped.

…

The Great Elder had an odd personality, but everyone knew that he was the staunchest supporter of Mahakam's traditions; and this was not the first time that Mahakam had received a diplomatic group, and Cintra had obviously gained Mahakam's friendship after staying in Mahakam for so long—at least on the surface.

Therefore, all the dwarves of Mahakam could guess that the Great Elder would choose to go to Mount Carbon with Lann to sign a trade agreement. After determining this course of action, it became a natural thing to bury explosives along the way and wait for the Great Elder and others to pass by.

The most straightforward way is to wait for the group to pass by the ambush point and then detonate the explosives, which would throw the defenseless dwarves and the rocks in the mountains into the abyss; but the Squirrel Party seemed to be hesitant about something, so they chose a relatively safe way and simply trapped the group.

At this moment, the guards of the Great Elder and Cintra were trapped on this platform together, almost becoming targets. The Scoia'tael jumped out from their hiding places and drew their bows at them.

Watching eagerly.

The great elder pushed away the dwarf guard who was pressing on him, picked up the giant battle axe as tall as himself, and looked around while roaring:

"Who is it? How dare they ambush me here in Mahakam? Who has the guts to do that..."

The high-pitched curse suddenly stopped, and the great elder saw the enemy clearly. His hand holding the great axe trembled suddenly, and then his face turned red rapidly like a red-hot iron, as if there was a flame burning under his skin.

The leader of the Scoia'tael was the dwarf with three braids. After briefly observing the situation, he decisively gave orders to his compatriots:

"Leave Brovar Hog alone, and don't aim your arrows at your compatriots." He pointed suddenly at the Cintrians at the end of the team, "Kill the humans first! Use their blood to start our cause!"

A war cry that was completely different from Mahakam's was heard from the mouths of the Scoia'tael dwarves, instantly overwhelming the mountain wind.

The terrifying sound of bowstrings being stretched in the air echoed continuously in the valley, and the Squirrel Party vented all their hatred towards humans at that moment.

They have suffered discrimination and bullying in human society, and they feel that they are here to collect debts. It doesn't matter who the target is, as long as it is human.

It turns out that this way of choosing opponents is wrong.

In order to protect the Great Elder, the dwarves ignored the people of Cintra, but in fact the people of Cintra also had more powerful people who provided them with shelter.

[Alder Seal·Magic Explosion]!

The howling mountain winds were suppressed at that moment, and the Cintra people's formation turned into a huge eye of a storm. The violent winds swirled around them but did not hurt them at all.

The Squirrel Party watched helplessly as the arrows they had shot out lost their power and fell down in a mess like mosquitoes slapped by a big hand, disappearing into the abyss without hurting anyone.

The three-braided dwarf's excited eyes suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth for a long time before he reacted, and continued to shout hysterically: "They have a warlock! Keep shooting arrows, I don't believe their magic power is infinite... Wait, Brovar Hogg is coming, don't shoot!"

…

Great Elder Broval moved forward against the cold wind. Fortunately, he was wearing an iron armor, otherwise he might have been swept off the long bridge and fallen into the abyss by the strong wind.

He looked at Lann, who was surrounded by the Cintra people like a star, with a complicated expression. The blond knight stretched out his left hand to vent the storm and protect his compatriots. At that moment, he seemed to see several other familiar figures that disappeared in history.

"Lord Lannister!" the elder shouted in an old voice, "You can stop now. I am very close to you now, and they will not kill me."

The old voice was firm enough to penetrate the storm and reach Lan's ears.

The people of Cintra covertly adjusted the direction of their weapons towards the Great Elder. The enemy they were facing now was the dwarves, and they had to guard against all possible threats.

Lann ignored the guards' vigilance and retracted his left hand that was holding the seal. As expected, the Squirrel Party did not attack this side again, but sent a representative to shout at this side from a distance.

Lann ignored what the Scoia'tael said and just turned to look at the Great Elder.

"It looks like you're in some trouble now."

"Indeed, Lord Lannister, so I need some help from you," the elder admitted. "They did capture me."

After calculating the route accurately, they set up an ambush and trapped everyone on the long bridge. Of course, with the elite level of the Great Elder Guard, they can rely on their strong shields to delay time, and the sound of the explosion will soon attract the Tanshan Corps not far away to come for support.

But it is obvious that the Great Elder does not want to be a coward.

"I know what you are capable of, son of the ancient bloodline. I hope you and your soldiers can help me destroy these enemies."

"With all due respect, you and your soldiers have this ability. These 'rebellious' dwarves are nothing to worry about."

The Great Elder shook his head and pointed at the dwarven guards who were firmly surrounding him but still looking at the Scoia'tael with disbelief in their eyes: "They are not ready to face...such an enemy."

"It is too early for them to swing weapons at their fellow men on the battlefield. Ancient races should not kill each other in this way."

"But you seem to have no sympathy for them?"

"Appearing here in this way, they are no longer dwarves in my eyes." The elder's face flushed, but his voice was full of suppressed strength. "Do me a favor, Lord Lannister. I only want the leader with three braids as a prisoner. I don't care about the lives of the others - even if they look like us, even if they are in Mahakam."

"In that case." Lann smiled, and a bright emerald light swelled on his body. "I am always happy to help my friends."

【flash】

…

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, from the Great Elder who suppressed his anger to the panicked Scoia'tael dwarves. The time-slowing effect brought by the skill was still there, and Lann could clearly see the subtle changes in the expressions on each of their faces; and with this reaction time, it was enough for Lann to make the corresponding response later.

Then the golden light completely subsided, and the flow of time in the world before his eyes returned to normal.

The dwarves looked in surprise at the human leader who had gone deep into their own camp alone. Before they could raise their weapons, the next second, the human seemed to have turned into a human-shaped explosive and exploded.

[Alder Seal: Alder Sweep]

A circular repulsive shock wave suddenly erupted in all directions with Lann as the origin. The violent wind directly blew away a layer of snow, gravel, and soil on the ground. The Squirrel Party dwarves were immediately turned into rolling gourds, and they didn't even know where their weapons had flown to.

A guerrilla squad of nearly a hundred people was at a disadvantage at the first encounter.

The next second, countless spots of light appeared around Lann, and the figures of Cintra guards appeared in the middle.

They excitedly felt the power of the lion enveloping their bodies, and this encouragement made their morale reach its peak in an instant.

"You will probably have to deal with similar enemies in the future. This is just a drill for emergencies." Lan pointed at the Scoia'tael dwarves and said, "Go!"

After he finished speaking, a light flashed on Lan's body again, and he disappeared from everyone's sight in a flash, going to the other end of the long bridge to deal with the remaining Squirrel Party.

There was a dangerous light flashing in Kolgrim's snake pupils. He drew out the long sword behind him with a "clang". He had tolerated these Scoia'tael for a long time.

…

There was no exciting battle, everything went very smoothly. The dwarves tried to ambush the lion of Cintra using the same methods they would use against normal humans, but by the time they realized their mistake it was too late.

The Centuriae were just guerrillas and posed no threat to Lane today.

If there was any twist in the middle, it was that Lann showed some mercy and did not really kill people, which would have made the scene too ugly. After all, although the great elder Brovar had issued the killing order, the other dwarf guards were still watching, so it was necessary to take care of their feelings a little.

In other words, it is necessary to execute these Scoia'tael personally after giving them a chance.

The Scoia'tael were quickly killed or subdued, but the Great Elder and his guards were still trapped on the long bridge. Fortunately, with the dwarves' architectural wisdom, they always had various plans for building accidents. Not far from the long bridge, Lan found some materials for building temporary fortifications.

The dwarves quickly used these materials to build a simple suspension bridge. Although the horses of Cintra could not cross it, it was enough for the people and dwarves to reach Mount Carbon safely. As for the war horses... they could only wait for the construction team to come and reinforce the bridge, and then think of a way.

"Don't worry, Lord Lannister." The Great Elder said in a rough voice, "They will be fine. Trust us."

…

At this moment, facing Lan En, the Great Elder's attitude became much better.

He should have been cursing loudly at these Scoia'tael, but now he just had a gloomy face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The elder turned his head and looked at the tied up Scoia'tael dwarf kneeling on the ground. The behavior of the Cintrians was the same as Lann's. They did not kill all the people. Although Kolgrim was angry with the Scoia'tael, Geralt mediated and they still captured a lot of prisoners.

The one kneeling in the front was the Squirrel Party member with his beard tied into three braids. However, at this moment, his beard was already stained with blood, and he was still shouting at the Great Elder:

"Broval, you coward! You actually cooperated with humans and hired them to wield swords against your own people! You really..."

With a "bang", a dwarf guard held down the head of the three-braided squirrel party and slammed him into the mud to stop him from saying dirty words.

The Great Elder's face turned even redder as he heard the scolding, but miraculously he still did not scold.

He turned his head and looked at Lan, and said in a muffled voice:

"I need you to do me a favor, Lord Lannister. I know you have the magic to summon servants from a distance, and I want to know what the current situation is like at Carbon Mountain."

"They were so bold as to ambush me. They must have had a thorough plan. There must be more than just these people in the ambush."

Lan En had no objection. To be honest, he was also curious about the situation in Tanshan.

A bright amber light appeared behind him, and then a tall figure rushed out from it.

Saskia was wielding a long axe that she had gotten from somewhere. The axe blade was bigger than her head, and it was very powerful.

Her face was full of excitement, but the next second she suddenly felt a force like a mountain blocking her axe. Looking closely, it turned out to be Lann who accurately pressed down her axe handle; looking around, she saw the scene changed, and the surroundings had changed from the carbon mountain in battle to a destroyed bridge.

Lann felt a strange force in his hand that was no less than that of a troll, and he almost took a step back. Although Saskia's strength was weakened by her transformation into a human, it was still much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

This was the first time that Saskia experienced [teleportation], and she was amazed at this wonderful way of space transfer.

"Is this also one of the powers of the ancient blood? It's really amazing!" Saskia expressed her sincere admiration to Lann, "And you are so strong!"