Chapter 13 Chapter 10 Precursor of Rupture

"It's amazing." Kerri said seriously. Beside her, Tosi'an had a mocking face; while Tania and Adnon sat opposite her, their mouths opened wide in surprise. "They are only orcs," said Toth'an Arm'gor. "Illusions." For a moment, Keerli seemed to want to slap Tosi'an.Her face was tense, and the muscles in it twitched. "Of course." Tang Niya let out an imperceptible laugh. "It's caused by emotions. A large group of people will always magnify the feeling." "Shut up!" Ke Erli yelled.Donya and Adnon involuntarily pressed their hands on their weapons.

"If we underestimate Obed now, perhaps the consequences will be disastrous. That shaman—Argans of the barking tribe—absorbed some kind of power." "He just said that," Adnon commented. "I've seen something like it in certain ceremonies where Rose's handmaiden appeared," Corley assured him, "so I recognized it: Divine Revelation." She turned to Tothian again. "Are you so easily deceived into convincing yourself that you see something that isn't there?" "I understand those deceptive psychological tricks." Tosi'an said hesitantly.

"The bull's head was turned around." Ke Erli said emphatically. "It did die, and then came back to life. The magic of bringing the dead back to life is not something an orc shaman can master." "Usually that's the case," Adnon said. "Maybe we underestimated his ability." Kerri shook her head. "Argans is valuable, it has something to do with his background. He is a fanatic of Gruumsh, and he explained Arcata's death very cleverly. But if he really has the magic to bring those two animals back to life , he should have reassured her before she was killed, but he didn't, not even try."

"Do you believe that Arcata's death was an accident?" asked Donia. "He was killed by Drizzt Do'Urden." Ke Erlico replied, "There is no doubt about it. Someone saw him, and those two scimitars revealed his identity. He cut down A Keta then slipped away through the camp. I don't believe the nonsense that he's a Gruumsh tool or something, but Argans convinced the orcs, which bolstered his authority. " "Now we know that Drizzt is allied with the surface elves," Tothian commented. "To what extent?" asked Tangya, who had always found it unbelievable after she received the report of the battle by the river.

"This is secondary." Ke Erli reminded her. "Drizzt Do'Urden is not something we should be thinking about." "You still think so," Adnon interrupted. "Because you still don't understand," the priestess replied, "Drizzt is not our problem. We are no threat to him unless he knows of our existence. He is something Obard should consider, Greg Dee should think about it. Let's do our job and let them deal with him; especially now that Obard has Gruumsh's blessing again." The companions hummed to indicate that they were still skeptical.

"It's very dangerous to underestimate him," Ke Erlike said. "He's stronger now, and quicker. Even Tothian, who thinks Obard is a liar, doesn't deny that Obard is scarier than ever." Tosian nodded reluctantly in agreement. "Obord has always been terrible," Adnon replied, "even before the ceremony. I don't want to challenge him publicly, and I'm sure none of us want to fight Obard or Getty. But Sam Did Man really make the Orc King stronger? I still can't believe it." "In addition to these, what they gave him was the confirmation of God's choice and incomparable confidence, so that he knew that God was with him." Ke Erli Ke pointed out. "Don't ignore the role of these two symbols. Obard has no internal worries, and the internal doubts we can use have all disappeared. He is now full of confidence and strength, and he will examine every word we say more carefully and be more careful. Treat our suggestions with caution, and even overturn the original plan.

He is now more capable of grasping the situation, and it is difficult for us to achieve our goals through him. " The smirks on their faces turned into frowns. "But I believe we have already set the general direction." Ke Erli continued. "We don't need to manipulate Obard anymore, he will start the war as we planned. Now it seems more likely." "Then we become bystanders?" Tosi'an asked. "It's not too bad." Kerri replied with a shrug. Donya and Adnon exchanged suspicious glances; Adnon shook his head. "It depends on what's going on with Getty," he said. "After the ceremony, the giantess will definitely strengthen the guard. Although Oberd's strength has united the orcs, it has also aggravated the suspicion of the giants. Even if Oberd is really as powerful as you think now, he still needs Getty With the help of the giants of the land, the dwarves can be driven back underground, or revenged on other villages and towns."

"Then we've got to make sure Getty listens to Obard," said Tothian. His companions stared at him strangely, expressing displeasure at his ignorance of the situation.He looked at them humbly, he was the youngest among them, and his experience was far less rich than the other three. "Not from Obard," Donya corrected. "We want to make sure she continues to ally with him and make him understand that she's an ally, not a subordinate." The others nodded. This is a subtle difference, but it is very important. Adnon and Donya set off at nightfall, out of their makeshift cave west of Shallowwater.The two dark elves kept blinking on the surface. Although there was no moon, the faint light on the surface still made them feel uncomfortable.

Donya looked east, over the steep slopes and cliff edges, to the south of the Surbrin River.Starlight flickers around the rushing water, and across the river is the Moon Forest.Donya knew that was where the elves lived.So far, so far as the drow know, only one pair of elves fought in the war against Obard.According to the requirements of the drows, before the troops reach a certain size, they cannot cross the Surbrin River. "Perhaps they will come out of their lair in the woods." Adnon wondered what Tanya was thinking. He gave an evil laugh. They all wanted the elves to take part in the war, and Donya knew that Obard would defeat them.It was certainly a pleasure to see the elves fall before the orcs, and it would have been nice to have an elf captive or two for their amusement.

"Kellick is still worried about Drizzt's harassment," Adnon said. "Tothian considers that rebellious name taboo." "Indeed, I have no doubt that the friends of Menzoberranzan think so," said Adnon. "Until now..." "Korri has been more careful lately," agreed Donya, "too humble when speaking to Obard. He's nothing more than an orc." "Perhaps she has been away from our brethren for too long, and she should visit Ched Nathar. If possible, Menzoberranzan It would be better, if Tothian would build a bridge." "We'll be displaced again until some Matriarch offers to shelter us in exchange for our allegiance."

Donya said sourly, shrugging at this extremely obvious speculation. "Korli will be unhappy if she finds out about our plans tonight." Tang Niya said after a while. Adnon shrugged again, "I'm not going to be responsible for Kellich Suen Witt." "Even if she has explained it clearly?" Adnon paused for a long time, organizing his words. "But we're not looking for Drizzt Do'Urden," he said bluntly. In theory it seemed so, and they had spent the past twenty days trying to investigate a series of harassments in Obard's rear.Of course, they knew that Drizzt was responsible for these events.But the real reason that drew the two drow out of the gloomy cave was Kellic's explanation and Toth'an's warning.If it turned out to be what they feared, they would no doubt enjoy a good hunt.Didn't the Getty's giants see elves riding winged horses?What a booty that would be! Within an hour, they were at the scene of the latest attack.Beside a stream in the mountains, the orc corpses lay on the ground, and no one bothered to bury them.Following the traces of the killing, they soon discovered Drizzt's battle route.At one point, dead orcs formed a circle, indicating that two surface elves had joined the fray there. More than a dozen died, and all three of them used sharp weapons. Donya signs; she needs to be as quiet as possible. Drizzt killed most of them, no doubt about it.before the two of them arrived.Adnon replied. They wandered the battlefield for a long time, collecting as much information as possible.From the position of the body to the shape of the wound, they speculate on the fighting style of the killers.Donya used sign language more than once to express her appreciation for the murderer's sword skills, and Adnon agreed more than once.In the middle of the night, they left there to start researching some other information. To their surprise, they easily found traces of the two enemies in the grass that was trampled down. Surface elves.Adnon gestures.I thought they would cover their tracks. Unless their opponents are orcs.Tonya explained.I think few orcs notice these marks, although they seem obvious. We were trained, but wasn't Drizzt Do'Urden the same?Adnon asked. Donya smiled, and stooped to examine a branch.Yes, it made her feel good, and for the eager and well-trained drow, the new marks were obvious.But for the orcs it was nothing. Based on what she knew of the surface elves, it was foolish to do so.The more she saw, the more Adnon suggested to her that this was a trail that Drizzt had deliberately left to mislead them. The elves thought their enemies were orcs, goblins, and giants, and knew they had a dark elf on their side.The orcs must have noticed that the elves and drow parted ways after the battle. Perhaps the surface elves just wanted Drizzt Do'Urden to find them. Are we going to find our loot?Adnon asked, wagging his finger. Donya raised her hands in front of her as a gesture of emphasis, then extended her thumbs and touched them lightly. certainly! As soon as Collik and Tosian walked into Obard's tent, they felt the solemn atmosphere. Gerty sat cross-legged (so that her head still touched the ceiling), and the stern faces of the two guards beside him told the two Zall, the meeting did not go well. "Nesmer has been captured," said the giant as the two drow walked up to Getty. "Troll Proffit and his trolls have achieved quite a lot in a short amount of time." "Their enemies are very different from ours," retorted Obard. "They're fighting the humans in town, and we're trying to get the dwarves out of their holes." "Hole?" Gerty snarled. "We haven't entered Mithril Hall yet, your useless son is blocked by a small group of dwarves, and Argen can't even drive them back to Mithril Hall. This is not a victory, this is a stalemate! Profit and his trolls are marching here from the troll plains at this moment! " Profit?Tosi'an spelled the name in sign language to Ke Erli. Troll leader.Kerri replied.It was a guess, and she knew very little about what was going on down south. Ke Erli turned her attention to the giantess and Obard. Obviously, Obard's expression indicated that he was about to explode. "His Majesty Obed's son said that he has obtained the head of Bruenor's Warhammer." Drow hoped to ease the atmosphere. Ke Erli began to feel the changes in the Beast King, which was expressed through his confidence and strength.But Oberd would not have challenged Getty, nor would he allow his army to provoke Getty's men. "I don't see any dwarf heads," replied Gerty sharply. "Many saw him dead," said Korlic, "when the tower fell." "My giant says not many died there." "That's enough." Ke Erike replied quickly before Obard broke out. "We can at least match that troll's record, that... Profit?" "Profit," Obard confirmed. "He leads the trolls and mires, and this time he has more troops than ever before." "Will he enter Mithril Hall from the south?" Ke Erlike asked. Obird leaned forward and put his chin in his hand to consider. "Better from the tunnel," Tothian said.The eyes of the three leaders were fixed on his face. "Let Profit continue to press the dwarves," Drow continued, "and let his forces continue to fight in the tunnels after we seal Mithril Hall. We can clear the surrounding lands and draw a line from the trolls, together Siege the dwarves." Kerri seemed unmoved, but she signed to express her gratitude to Tosi'an for her brilliant idea. "The fall of Nesmer may make the trolls make Silvermoon City their next target," Korlic added. "This is not what we want to see. Let them attack Mithril Hall from below, as the sons of Barrissan D'angol say. Perhaps our stronger enemies will think that Proffit and the trolls have returned to Trollmoor, then even Lady Alustriel won't bother them." Obird nodded slightly, but Keerlike's attention was quickly attracted by the angry look on Getty's face; her blue eyes were fixed on Oberd, not just because of the defeat in the Mithril Hall Ke Erli could understand, and more importantly, Getty saw the obvious change on Obard's face. envy?fear? For a moment, the thought terrified Corlic: if there was a rift between the giants and the orcs at this critical juncture, the dwarves would have a chance to rally and undo all their gains. But another thought flashed through.It told Korlic that watching the giants fight the orcs was also a pleasure, and it was as enjoyable as watching him join forces against the dwarves. "That's a good suggestion," said Obard to Tothian. "Let us discuss this matter again. I will send a message to Proffit to cross the Surbrin to the east gate of Mithral Hall; we shall meet him there after we have driven the dwarves into the cave. " "We've got to go all the way south and kill the enemy ahead of your useless son!" Gerty insisted. "Argen's troops are being massacred. I don't feel heartbroken watching those orcs and goblins die. I'm afraid that the loss will be too great!" Obard expressed obvious contempt for these words, and Corrique began to prepare a spell that would allow Obard and Gerty to get away safely should they do it. But Obard didn't move, just stared at the giantess. "Our force has tripled in size since the fall of Shallowwater," Obard reminded her. "The dwarves are slaughtering your son's troops," replied Gerty. "They're taking their own losses," Obard said. "They are getting tired, and there is no one to replace them, but Argon's army is filled with new warriors every day. If there are giants to support them, the loss of the dwarves will be incalculable." "I can't let my people die in vain." Obed smiled: "This war will kill many giants, Ms. Orelsdot." There was obvious strength in his voice, and Kerri couldn't help but look up at his every move.Apparently, the ceremony played a big role in Obard, making him more confident than Zall expected when interacting with Getty. "The choice is yours," Obard continued. "If you are afraid of loss, you can retreat to the safe place where the spine of the world is shining white. If you want to get the result of the battle, then press it up. The Warhammer family will be driven back to the cave, and the spine of the world will become our territory. When the time is right, we will put the The dwarves are cleared from the caverns. At that time, Mithril Hall will be renamed Many Arrows." This news surprised everyone in the room except the orc.Ever since Kerlic met Obard, he only knew that his only goal was to capture Fort Fellbar, but now, he had given up on this idea, and instead conquered the closer dwarf fortress, Mithril Hall. "How will Emerys Warcrown react?" Gerty asked slyly, trying to draw out Obard's attitude towards another target. "We can't cross the Surbringer," Obard replied without hesitation. "We cannot let the more powerful forces in the North unite against us now. Fort Felbar will definitely send soldiers to support the Warhammers, but after the fall of Mithril Hall, King Bruenor is dead, and the dwarves in the east are more willing to accept the secret. Exiles of Silverhall. Then, once the tunnels have been cleared, we have won all. From the mountains to the Surbrin, and south to the Plains of the Trolls, is ours." a smaller goal.Tuosi'an can sign language to Ke Erli. A more sensible goal.Kerri replied.Obard wasn't looking for battle and revenge, he was looking for victory. When she conveyed her thoughts to Tosian with her slender fingers, she also shocked herself at the same time.Compared with those stupid clansmen of Obard, Ke Erli is undoubtedly a staff member who understands him better.From the day she met Obard, the Orc King had been lecturing her about his plan to capture Fort Felbar, a plan held by the three dwarves of Mithril Hall, Fort Felbar, and Fort Adbar. It is basically impossible to achieve a strong alliance before the fortress. The reason why the four dark elves are enthusiastic about maintaining an alliance with Obard and making suggestions for him is only because they see that his doing so will bring about huge disasters.Collico and her companions never imagined that Obard would win in the end, they just enjoyed the chaos of war. Did Shaman Argans' ritual really change anything for the Orc King?Or was it a raid by the dwarves using the statue of Gruumsh that made possible the final victory of Obard and his vast army? Kerri tried hard not to let these thoughts show.They were nothing more than orcs, she reminded herself, no matter how many there were.She saw the slowly rising hatred in Gerty's eyes, and suddenly realized that Obard's plan might be shattered altogether. "We seal it up in winter," Obard explained, "trapping the dwarves in caves and controlling every corner of the mountains. Once winter is over we enter the tunnels of Mithril Hall and clear the dwarves." "The dwarves are scary in their lair," Keerlic said. "Then how long can they last?" Obard asked, "King Bruenor is dead, will they have any trade activities, unless they can break through." Kerri admitted that this meant a lot.There is optimism and there is fear.Maybe Obard wanted to express too much. The drow priestess knew that the higher the climb, the more painful the fall.Worst of all, she found that Obard was not so easily deceived by the dark elves. This makes him dangerous. Ke Erli took a look at Getty and realized that the thoughts of the giantess were astonishingly similar to her own.