Chapter 3

A few minutes pass before Thora finally push him off as she glare at him with her face still red from embarrassment.

At this time, Logan walked up and said "OK ok, enough of your lovely doves. We have a serious matter to discuss now that Ironfists is ok."

Hearing his words, the group expression became solemn as the joyous mood disappeared. Seeing them this serious give Ironfists a bad feeling.

"Come inside first."

Leading everyone inside, the group sat down around the table as the discussion was about to begin. But first was a question that was on everyone minds.

"How did you recover so fast Ironfists?"

Answering their question, he simply shrugged his shoulder and said that it is due to the god of war blessing. Since he also didn't know how the injury was fully healed either. With that, the group dropped the subject entirely as they were just glad he is ok.

Once the discussion started, Ironfists knew why they were all so serious when the matter was brought up earlier. Turns out, the king won't last much longer as he is dying on his bed due to old age. His two sons who are constantly fighting for the throne have started to gather their forces secretly.

But that was not even the worst part as the report from the scout said that the orcs and goblins army is on the move as well. However, the two princes are to busy with their internal fighting that they completely neglected this issue. Thanks to everyone ranks being somewhat high in the military, they were able to pick up this piece of information.

"So what are we going to do now?" asked Rock.

"There are only two options for us at the moment. First, we start to get ready for an immediate evacuation from here. Second, we fight to the death with the invading force until the battle between prince Thorin and prince Haris end. With reinforcements arriving to push back the enemy." said Blackbeard.

"The second option won't be possible since the princes have dragged all the general's and high ranking officers along with most of the troops back to the capital. By the time they are done killing each other, the enemy would have already reach the capital. Those damn idiots of princes." replied Balin.

"Balin is right, how can we fight two armies with so few troops at the frontline?" asked Thora.

"Then we can only escape from here to the neighboring dwarve kingdom." said Logan with a sad look on his face.

For someone who dedicated his life to the kingdom to abandon it is a hard choice. However, he can't endanger his family just to satisfy his patriotism. They will be look down upon as outsiders and deserters but at the very least, they will survive.

If the people survive, then the kingdom can be revive once again.

Listening to everyone talking, Ironfists was calmly looking at the blue screen in front of him. He was able to test a few things and navigated to the information button after some effort. The information page have all the instructions on how to use the system that he have received.

Passing an order in his mind, the screen changed to that of an inventory with an almost unlimited amount of square shaped slots. In the very first slot is a blue box with red ribbon tied into a knot on top. Willing it with his mind, the ribbon was pulled off as a bright light that only he can see emerge from the box. Then a series of notification popped up in front of him.

"Congratulations for opening the beginner gift box!"

"You have received 1 legendary dwarve general, 1000 dwarvin footman, 1000 shiedbearer, 1000 axe thrower, 500 ram rider, heavy armor, weapons, and mount."

'This might help in the coming crisis.' thought Ironfists.

Noticing that he have been quiet this whole time, Thora asked "Ironfists, what are your thoughts on the issue?"

Bringing his full attention back to the conversation, he close the system screen before saying "escaping sounds like a good plan and I might be able to help increase our chances."

"What are your plans?" asked Blackbeard.

"It's a surprise, you guys will know soon enough. For now, get prepared to move on a second notice."

The group talks a little more before leaving to do their own things in preparation for the upcoming destruction of the frontline.

Getting dressed before leaving his home and headed further away from the city. Reaching a remote area, Ironfists took out a few tokens with dwarvin soldiers drawn on it.

There information are as follows.

[Gimli: a legendary figure who power is unmatched among dwarvin warriors and other races. He is well known for his mastery in the usage of a two handed battle axe. Although he can be hot tempered at times but his bravery and courage in battle overshadowed his temper.]

[Dwarvin footman: the most basic of dwarvin infantry who is well known for their fast mobility in battle. Gear with chain mail and leather armor along with a two handed axe. They can be quite destructive within enemies rank.]

[Shieldbearer: veteran of many battles, these men are hard core and will fight against any foes. Not even stab wounds or missing limbs can stop them from continuing to fight.]

[Ram rider: skilled dwarvin riders who speed are as fast as the wind. They are the reaper of the battlefield for any enemy infantry. With their light armor, they specialize in quick attack and ambushed.]

[Axe thrower: strong dwarvin men who muscles can crush your head with a slight squeeze. They are the dwarve artillery and specialize in axe throwing. However, they can also be a force in melee combat as duel welder.]

Without hesitation, he begin to summon them one by one as blue portals appear one after another. A few minutes later, an entire army of dwarves are standing at attention in a neat formation in front of him.

"Your orders lord!" said Gimli.

Looking at his men, Ironfists begin to put his plan in motion.