Meanwhile, the Dwarf Heavy Infantry formed square formations and advanced forwards, capturing the Ratmen who had thrown away their weapons with the support of the cavalry sweeping the landscape.

Within just a few short minutes, more than two thousand Dwarf Warriors had captured over five thousand Ratmen slaves, with everyone reaping a bountiful harvest.

Experienced Hell Dwarf miners poured forth from the castle once again, chaining the Ratmen together with iron chains as thick as little fingers.

These chained Ratmen would be sent back to work in the coal mines of Catastrophe Castle, as new fuel to labor in the sunless mines until death.

Goron Steel Bone, watching the overwhelmingly victorious battlefield and returning triumphant from the frontlines, beamed with joy and swung down from his mount to hug Luo Yan's shoulders.

"Hahahaha, Demon King of the Great Graveyard! Thanks for your help! I, Goron Steel Bone, will remember this favor!"

Although Dwarves do not like Undead Magic, he was, after all, not a traditional Dwarf, especially since Luo Yan had just given him a great hand.

If that group of Sutured Giant Beasts, capable of not only fighting but also self-destructing, had reached his position, it would be unthinkable!

"You're too kind," Luo Yan said with a smile, "I came from Demon City without any gifts for you, so let's consider this my meeting present."

"That's an incredibly precious gift!" Goron laughed heartily, then suddenly put on a serious face and continued, "But to separate matters accordingly, by our traditions, no warrior returns empty-handed, you deserve a share of these spoils of war! How about a thousand of these slave Ratmen? We can tie them up for you and deliver them to your door!"

Under normal circumstances, Luo Yan might have agreed, but with the Great Graveyard presently facing the threat of Chaos invasion, he had no time to deal with these slaves.

"...We just settled a rat problem back home, I'd rather not see these ugly little rodents for the time being. But their weapons are quite interesting; I want to take them back for research."

"You mean those iron pipes that shoot pebbles? No problem! Whatever's on the battlefield is yours!" Goron, with a grand wave of his hand, said generously.

The Engravings of Catastrophe Castle were far more advanced than those contraptions, and they also had Firearms with much greater firepower, so he truly looked down on those itch-scratching things.

In fact, Luo Yan also felt those pebble-shooting Iron Pipe Guns were a bit weak, with too low a muzzle velocity, only a bit better than the Ratmen's slings.

However, as long as the thought process is open, there are always more solutions than problems.

While these couldn't replace Firearms, they could potentially be modified into effective grenade launchers.

Watching the generous Lord of Catastrophe Castle, Luo Yan spoke with a smile.

"Then, I won't stand on ceremony with you."

As the words fell, he turned to look at Oke, who was sticking to his heels, and ordered.

"Take five hundred Goblins with you, and collect all the Ratmen's pebble-shooting Iron Pipe Guns and ammunition."

Oke quickly nodded in response.

"At your command, Lord Demon King."

After saying this, Oke immediately ran back into the castle, dragging down the Goblins who were hiding atop the city walls enjoying the show, urging them to collect the spoils of war from the battlefield.

The Goblins were quite interested in cleaning up the battlefield; under Oke's urging, they swarmed forward, and soon enough each was carrying back more than a dozen Iron Pipe Guns, their bodies stuffed full.

The joy of victory permeated the whole of Catastrophe Castle, and the Hell Dwarves, already warm and hospitable, became even more so after Luo Yan lent a hand.

Goron dragged Luo Yan back into the banquet hall, where the interrupted banquet continued, and now there was one more reason to celebrate.

Seeing the Hell Dwarves, beards still dripping with blood, continuing to drink and revel as if nothing had happened, Luo Yan found himself influenced by their spirit, the drink in his cup somehow less bitter.

Compared to the intrigue-filled Demons of Demon City, making friends with these folks didn't seem so bad.

They were cruel, coarse, and savage, but not as calculating, and undeniably good friends to have.

After several rounds of drinks, Goron, burping from the alcohol, stood up on the banquet table and raised his cup to declare loudly.

"From this day onwards... the Great Graveyard is an ally of Catastrophe Castle! The enemies of the Great Graveyard are the enemies of Catastrophe Castle!"

"Awooo!" The crowd of Hell Dwarves also excitedly hooted, whistling and cheering for their leader.

Seeing the atmosphere so heated, Luo Yan felt it rude to keep sitting, so he also rose from his chair and lifted his cup.

"May our friendship be everlasting! Cheers!"

Looking at the Demon King who drained his cup heartily, Goron emitted a hearty laugh and also finished his drink in one gulp.

"To friendship! Cheers!!!"

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