At the same time, a snow covered rock in the middle of the mountain suddenly opened from the inside out. A dwarf poked his head, limped out and said to himself, "how is it coming out? Where are those guys? "

he stretched out his head and looked down the mountain. It was surrounded by countless dwarven troops like iron buckets. There were black arrays under the snow mountain, which made Pierre's heart boil. "It seems that the king has sent out all the troops, and those families can't fly out of the snow mountain even if they have wings."

he raised his face full of triumph and then limped...