Drinking is a must, of course, but some Dwarves miners were killed by the Rockjaw Trogg, and their bodies must be disposed of. Then, their relatives must be notified, and there will be no shortage of grief.
But the Dwarves ' sorrow was short-lived; they were naturally cheerful and optimistic, and soon their smiles returned, and they were all happy again.
Let sorrow go, and keep the wine in your heart!
"But if we go to town to invite Nicholas and Anveena for drinks, who will stay behind at the excavation site?" a Dwarves raised his hand to ask.
This was awkward; every Dwarves wanted to drink with Jiang Jie, and no one wanted to stay.
Finally, a few Dwarves with leg injuries and a few Dwarves who knew first aid remained, but this small number was certainly not enough to hold the excavation site, as there were still quite a few Rockjaw Trogg around!
"Don't worry, the Earthen will guard the excavation site for you! As long as they're here, you don't need to fear any number of Rockjaw Trogg!" Jiang Jie announced with a smile, which elicited cheers from the Dwarves.
Well, the Earthen aren't Dwarves. They don't drink alcohol, nor do they need to. If they did drink, there's no way to digest or absorb it; they don't know where it would end up.
An hour later, except for a very few who stayed behind, the other Dwarves, surrounding Jiang Jie and Anveena, arrived in Gol'Bolar Town in a grand procession of two hundred.
At this time, Brann also arrived at the Gol'Bolar Quarry with a thousand Ironforge elite soldiers.
"All you Dwarves warriors, charge with me! Kill the Rockjaw Trogg! Liberate our brothers! Reclaim the excavation site!" Brann shouted, grabbing his musket and leading the charge into the excavation site.
Then he froze instantly.
What's going on here?
Hundreds of Rockjaw Trogg corpses were piled up into a small mountain, next to which was a square formation, a neatly arranged and motionless Earthen square formation!
Not far away, at a resting spot, several Dwarves miners were chatting and boasting with an Earthen, gesturing wildly and excitedly.
What exactly is going on?
Brann's mind went blank for seven seconds before he finally yelled and snapped out of it.
That Earthen, isn't that Brannock Blackheart, the Earthen leader of Uldaman? I even chatted with him before. He has a lot of knowledge about the Titans in his head, and he even told me some information about Ulduar!
Was it he who led the Earthen to kill so many Rockjaw Trogg and save the Dwarves miners?
He's here. Nicholas must be here too, right? Where did he go?
And where did the other miners go?
Brann looked completely bewildered.
Gol'Bolar Town is a small town built around the Gol'Bolar Quarry. The townspeople are either miners from the Gol'Bolar Quarry or merchants who come and go.
This excavation site has been in operation for over a thousand years, with generations of people living here. The original few low-rise houses gradually transformed into farms, then villages, and finally a small town. Although the population is not large, it still numbers around three thousand.
This was Jiang Jie's first time visiting a Dwarves town, and he immediately sensed a different atmosphere from that of a human town.
Everywhere was filled with the laughter and curses of the Dwarves. The whole town reeked of alcohol. At least half of the food the Dwarves traded for from humans—minerals, weapons, and armor—was brewed into fine wine. These Dwarves were practically living in barrels of alcohol; regardless of gender or age, they were all permeated with the smell of alcohol.
They're practically a fighting nation steeped in alcohol!
The Dwarves chieftain, leading the way, started shouting loudly, spreading the word wherever he went, embellishing the story of Jiang Jie leading the Earthen Army to help them drive away the Rockjaw Trogg and reclaim the Gol'Bolar Quarry.
When we first entered the town, they said they had killed three thousand Rockjaw Trogg, but when we got to the town's only tavern, it became that they had killed twenty thousand Rockjaw Trogg!
In his description, the Dwarves miners were incredibly brave, and he himself was a genius at commanding battles. Together with the Earthen, they attacked from both inside and outside, and the dried-up Rockjaw Trogg piled up into a small mountain outside the excavation site, a small mountain a hundred meters high!
Of course, Jiang Jie could only smile and remain silent in response to these comments.
Stop the Dwarves from bragging.
The consequences would be severe; it's better to remain a quiet listener. Upon hearing that Marquis Nicholas had arrived and helped them defeat the Rockjaw Trogg, the Dwarves townspeople became excited.
The tavern owner simply brought out all the fine wines.
Even the biggest tavern can't be that big; it can't possibly hold two hundred people.
Fortunately, while drinking was important, notifying the families of the victims was even more crucial. The Dwarves wouldn't let drinking interfere with important matters. Dozens of Dwarves were ordered to carry out this task, while the Dwarves drank with Jiang Jie.
The only place to drink is naturally outdoors.
The surrounding Dwarves residents brought out tables, chairs, and benches from their homes, filling the street in front of the tavern. They also brought out fine wine from their homes, and more and more people came to drink, with everyone running over to Jiang Jie.
There is no limit to the alcohol tolerance of Xiantian martial artists. It is easy to refine or expel alcohol with Chi. However, Jiang Jie's stomach capacity is limited, and he cannot let his urine flow like a river in front of so many Dwarves. Therefore, going to the toilet is unavoidable.
Jiang Jie counted; in less than an hour, he had gone to the toilet ten times, a frequency he had never experienced before.
Even when he went to the toilet, Dwarves followed him, as if afraid he would run away. This enthusiasm was simply unbearable.
There's plenty of alcohol, but even more people are drinking it.
An hour later, all the wine was gone, and the drunken Dwarves miners resumed their daily fighting.
That's how these Dwarves are; they're thick-skinned and tough. When they're drunk, they get angry and fight back, bringing up all sorts of old grievances. They just find any excuse to fight, but of course, without weapons, they don't get hurt. Once they're sober, they're good brothers again.
Jiang Jie initially tried to break up the fight, but as he did so, the Dwarves started attacking him too. He was forced to retaliate passively, taking down the Dwarves one by one.
At this moment, the Dwarves, fueled by the alcohol, became enraged!
"Damn humans! How dare they hit Dwarves?"
"Brothers, beat him up!"
"My head hurts so much! Where did this incredibly powerful human come from? No problem, there are plenty of us! Brothers, charge!"
So the drinking session turned into a brawl, with a group of people ganging up on Jiang Jie.
How many people?
Nearly two hundred people, and the number continues to increase.
Jiang Jie's eyes lit up.
Having just recovered from his serious injuries, and with his internal energy cultivation having reached a new level, he truly needed a thoroughly enjoyable battle to adapt to his current cultivation level. These thick-skinned, sturdy, and resilient Dwarves before him were the perfect targets, and moreover, targets that would not only not damage their relationship after the fight, but would actually strengthen it.
Abbreviation: Deserves a beating, masochist.
Jiang Jie, dressed in ordinary clothes and unarmed, fought fiercely against two hundred Dwarves.
Since this is a friendly battle, let's not use lethal martial arts like Divine Art of Sabers and Swords, the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, or the Pegasus Meteor Finger, which can easily break arms and legs and cause both internal and external injuries. Let's stick to Taijiquan and occasionally use the Crane-Controlling Dragon-Capturing Hand.
His movements were fluid and graceful, like those of Taiji master, far surpassing the likes of Lei Moumou by more than a hundred times.
In the game pod, Jiang Jie endured countless trials at Shaolin Temple, rigorous training in the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation, and head-level battles in various Buddhist halls and temples. He was defeated thousands upon thousands of times.
He had already stormed the Earthly Fiend Mountain countless times. He single-handedly fought his way from the bottom to the top of the huge Earthly Dog Peak. Then he successively stormed more than a dozen bandit strongholds such as Earthly Sorrow Peak and Earthly Thief Peak. His combat experience was no less than that of veterans who had survived dozens or even hundreds of battles!
After so many trials, he was no longer the naive beginner he once was. His movements were incredibly skillful, and his attacks were masterful. These drunken Dwarves, each weighing over 100 kilograms, fell and tumbled when they touched Jiang Jie, completely unaware of what was happening.
With effortless skill and fluid movements, all the Dwarves were defeated in less than ten minutes. Of course, the Dwarves were known for their ferocity; even if they encountered a dragon, they would dare to shoot it down with a musket, let alone a seemingly harmless human.
Where you fall, you get up again, yelling and continuing on!
Falling down again and again, getting up again and again.
An hour later, the Dwarves were so exhausted that they couldn't even crawl. The surrounding Dwarves were also stunned and stopped charging.
On the street in front of the huge tavern, a group of Dwarves lay sprawled on the ground, with only Jiang Jie standing in the very center, slowly closing his eyes.
It was exhilarating, truly exhilarating!
Although it seemed effortless, he had actually unleashed his full power, only without using weapons or more lethal martial arts techniques.
He used every muscle in his body, but he wasn't entirely unscathed. The Dwarves ' fists and feet had landed on him before; they didn't know when to hold back and used all their strength each time.
Aside from his face and certain particularly important areas, every part of Jiang Jie's body had been attacked by the Dwarves. This was equivalent to countless full-body slaps, stimulating his meridians and acupoints.
Amidst this stimulation, and the collision between external forces and internal Chi, Jiang Jie, whose body's acupoints were already mostly open, broke through even more!
Closing your eyes allows you to better examine your body without external distractions.
He knew that he had broken through again, entering the Xiantian Seventh Layer. The total amount of Chi his body could bear had increased again, and his overall strength had improved once more.
I never expected such an intense battle. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have another one?
Jiang Jie shook his head and chuckled, "Impossible."
Where would we find the chance for another fierce battle like this?
Even if such a fierce battle existed, it wouldn't be of any use to him, unless it were a fierce battle of an even higher level.
Moreover, he has already Xiantian Seventh Layer, and is about to open all the acupoints in his body. Subsequent cultivation will have little to do with the physical body itself, but will focus more on the cultivation of energy, soul, and spirit. This kind of fierce battle is meaningless.
Jiang Jie opened his eyes, his sharp gaze concealed, revealing a return to simplicity.
Then I saw a person, a Dwarves.