Warhammer in a box

Chapter 22 Belegar Hammer

"All the stuff is up there! We can set off now~ Be careful on the road, brothers!"

The leader of the team this time was Ferrel, and with him was Bourne. Bourne had lived in the city since he was a child and had hardly ever traveled far. His parents were just farmers and had never brought him to see the world. He had never been too far away from Terra in his life. Bourne was very excited about the idea of ​​doing business with the dwarves.

He had seen dwarves. Terra City was close to the Black Mountains. Before Zhang Heng intervened in this world, dwarves from the Black Mountains would occasionally come out of the mountains and come to the city to purchase supplies. As allies of humans since the Sigmar period, the two races had quite a lot of exchanges.

But Bourne had only seen them. These short but extremely strong dwarves usually came to the city to trade supplies with the nobles in the town. Commoners like them had no chance to chat with these dwarves.

Zhang Heng had his own considerations for letting Bourne join in this transaction. Dwarves are a straightforward race. If you beat around the bush and play tricks with them, it will arouse their disgust. It will be better if you talk to them sincerely.

Zhang Heng was attracted by Bourne's innocent character, which might be able to play a miraculous role in the transaction.

"Lord Ferrel! Are we really going to meet the dwarves?" Bourne, who was only 18 years old, said excitedly.

"Bourne, you are calling me Sir now. I cannot bear it. You are already blessed by the Emperor himself. In our place, you can even hold a high position and be called a living saint by people!"

"How can this be possible? You taught me how to fight. I wouldn't have achieved any of this without you!"

"Then you can call me big brother. Okay, take your bow and arrow! The Emperor has already told me the route. We just need to follow the instructions of the servo skull and we should be there in two days!" Zhang Heng informed Ferrel of the route through the God's perspective. Without the obstruction of the fog of war, even the dwarf stronghold hidden in the mountains could be seen clearly.

"Okay, Brother Ferrell!"

The convoy carrying a large amount of goods set off on the road. In the medieval world, seventy to eighty percent of the territory of the entire human empire was covered by dense forests. Except for large towns and a few main roads, there was no place that could be said to be safe.

Dense forests are the best hiding places for all kinds of creatures.

You never know when it will be beastmen, orcs, or humans who have become bandits who will emerge from the dense forest.

The convoy walked cautiously on the winding path. The road was very narrow, and at most it was a wasteland left behind by too many people.

And following this road you can reach the entrance of the Black Mountains.

After a night of traveling, the people were tired even if the horses were not tired. The rugged mountain road was too exhausting. Along the way, the caravan killed more than twenty beastmen who tried to attack them. These monsters who believed in chaos and were corrupted by the power of chaos had no rationality at all and rushed up when they saw people.

Fortunately, the team's defense was strong and no losses were caused.

The convoy even killed a few goblins that ran into them, and Bourne killed five beastmen alone. After being taught some skills by Zhang Heng, his use of the bow and arrow became more and more mature.

Ferrer and Byrne sat in front of the fire grilling giant squid and sausages. Seafood is rare in the inland, and the last thing the team lacked at this time was food. Everyone got what they deserved.

"Brother Ferrer, the food given by the Emperor is so delicious. I have never eaten anything so fragrant in my life!!" Bourne took big bites of the starch sausage in his hand. The spices and various seasonings in the starch sausage were simply a dimensionality reduction attack on this world where condiments were very scarce.

When Zhang Heng bought these daily necessities, he simply packaged them in reality, cutting the food and tobacco into small pieces as much as possible. As for the wine, he directly ordered the dwarf to empty the landscape pool in the town, pour the wine into it, put it in the box, and then have the dwarf pack it using the container of the world in the box.

Ferrell actually wanted to say that he also thought it was delicious! The rations in the army were not delicious, let alone the Cadian Commandos who had been fighting in the most difficult places. It was good to have a hot meal.

But in order to maintain his status as the big brother, Ferrer pretended to be calm and said: "Hahaha, it's really delicious, you should eat more too!" Everyone in the team was very satisfied with their meals.

But just as everyone was enjoying the food, a rustling sound came from the dense forest where the light of the torches could not reach.

A dull and generous voice suddenly sounded.

"Oh~ Look! Look who it is, isn't this our human ally~ I can smell the aroma of food from a long way away!"

When the team members heard the sound, they immediately put down the food in their hands, picked up their weapons and aimed at the direction where the sound came from. Bourne strung his bow and arrow, while Ferrer and his teammates also picked up their laser rifles.

"Ohhhh, why are you so excited? I'm your dwarf friend!"

A dwarf in full armor and with an incredibly thick orange beard walked out of the darkness, and behind him were a dozen dwarves in heavy armor and holding heavy hammers.

These dwarves have a much longer lifespan than humans, living to around 400 years old on average, so it is impossible to tell their age.

Seeing that it was the dwarves who came out, everyone put down their weapons. After all, they had never heard of any rumors that these honor-conscious races would launch a sneak attack on their human allies.

"Brother Ferrer! It's a dwarf!!" Bourne said excitedly.

Ferrel had a solemn look on his face. He felt a threat to his life from these dwarves. It was not that these dwarves were hostile to him, but he could feel that these dwarves were really strong, especially the leader. Ferrel felt that his laser rifle was useless, as the dwarf in front of him could kill all the people here by himself.

"Hello, dwarf friends. If you don't mind, come over and have a meal with us." Ferrel put down his weapon and invited the dwarf in front of him.

"Hahahaha, that's exactly what I want, human. Your armor and weapons are very interesting. I've never seen them before. Come and sit down, brothers. Our human friends are here to treat us to a meal!" The dwarf sat down next to Ferrel and Bourne without any hesitation. He looked at the grilled sausages that were still roasted on the charcoal fire and couldn't wait to pick them up and put them into his mouth.

"Oh my God~Ancestors! I have never eaten anything so delicious!" After saying that, he picked up another string. It was not until he ate the fourth string that he realized he was being a little presumptuous.

"Hahaha~ Sorry, the food is so delicious that I forgot to ask your names. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Belegar Hammer!"

"My name is Ferrell."

"Hello Belegar! My name is Bourne! We are from Holy Terra!"

Ferrer and Bourne had no idea about Belegar Hammer, but Zhang Heng was different. Zhang Heng, who was lying on the bed eating snacks and leisurely watching the development of the world in the box, almost jumped out of bed when he heard the name.

"Belegar Ironhammer, patriarch of the Angrand clan, original owner of the Eight Peaks Mountain, the Belegar Ironhammer who is protected by the ancestral spirits?" Zhang Heng had also played this legendary dwarf lord. In the early stages of the game, the four ancestral spirits were simply disgusting. They were very useful in gathering monsters and holding the line, and they could even use the dwarf-specific rune magic.

However, in the medieval plot, Belegar's death was rather miserable. In the end, he failed to retake the Eight Peaks Mountain and died at the hands of the ratmen.

Belegar is definitely a legendary lord worthy of Zhang Heng's winning over. In addition to his combat power, his ability to forge magic weapons and runes is even more important. Zhang Heng did not expect to meet an important figure from the medieval world in the wild.

(End of this chapter)