The third era, the year 2790.
In the low wooden house by the lake, Tyrion was sweating profusely. The hammer in his hand and the sword on the anvil made a "ping ping ping ping" sound.
In the blacksmith shop, dwarves were carrying buckets and charcoal to and fro. Outside the house, he could vaguely hear the sound of his elder brother negotiating with the human traders.
Humans were treacherous, and human traders were even more treacherous. This kind of business with treacherous traders should be done by the clever second prince of Turin, but Tyrion really didn't want to face the question of "How can a half-human have a dwarf for a father?" from strangers.
Tyrion Turin, a half-human, the illegitimate son of the king under the mountain, Therin II.
When he lived in Lonely Mountain, the dwarves didn't treat him differently. Only the humans liked to make a fuss about nothing.
Although his wife had an illegitimate son with his half-human cousin, Therin II didn't abandon his wife and son. Later, he had another son and daughter with his wife.
"A dwarf who loves gems is a real dwarf. A half-human who can't control his second son is a real half-human." This was a popular proverb among the dwarves and half-humans.
The dwarves were already used to the illegitimate son of a half-human.
A half-human male and a half-human female dwarf gave birth to a half-human female dwarf, and a half-human female dwarf gave birth to a half-human male dwarf.
It was very magical.
Dwarves and half-humans were very distinct, but they were also very close. The two groups had always been living together.
The days in Lonely Mountain were very happy, but it didn't last long. Not long after, the evil dragon Smaug came.
Tyrion only hated that his soul was transmigrated and he didn't bring the witchcraft of transforming into a demonic dragon.
It was too tragic.
At that time, the whole Lonely Mountain was like a burning furnace. Countless familiar relatives and friends were burned to ashes. His half-human father, dwarf grandmother, and dwarf mother, who were very good to him, all died in that catastrophe.
He was young, only a teenager. His grandfather and father carried him out of the secret passage. But they escaped with their lives, and their family business was all gone.
They could only wander around, forging ironware and selling it to human traders to make a living. Twenty years passed in a flash.
.....
"Oh no, oh no! The old king has been killed by the Beastmen! "Suddenly, the sorrowful cry of an old dwarf came from afar.
Tyrion hurriedly put down his hammer and ran out with his deformed short legs.
Well, his legs were deformed and short, but his feet were bigger and stronger than those of the Hobbits. Running barefoot on the muddy ground seemed to be able to obtain an endless supply of energy from the depths of the earth. Running dozens of miles didn't seem to be tiring at all.
According to the old dwarf, this was a blessing given by Arcane to the half-humans to make up for their deformed limbs.
"What's the matter?" he cried as he ran.
Outside the courtyard, there were already many dwarves in shabby clothes gathered together. The weapons merchant with a big belly had not left yet. He stood out from the crowd and was very conspicuous.
"Wuwuwu …" The female dwarves were crying, and the male dwarves were swearing.
Tyrion squeezed through the crowd and saw his cheapskate father holding a white-haired head, his entire body trembling.
His eldest brother, Sorin, and his third brother, Frelin, had red eyes, their faces filled with grief and anger. His younger sister, Dyce, was hugging her two nephews and crying softly.
He walked closer and saw that it was his grandfather's head. There was even a name carved on the face.
"Ah ~ Zo ~ Ge … Who is he?" Tyrion clenched his fists and roared while suppressing his anger.
"The Beastman King of the Misty Mountains." The dwarf, Nar, who had brought back the head of the previous king, cried.
"This is a provocation." The eldest, Sorin, gritted his teeth.
"No, this is not a provocation, this is a humiliation, a declaration of war." Tyrion walked to his cheapskate father. "Father, we have no choice but to go to war. But we only have so few people left, and we definitely can't win if we fight head-on. We need allies. "
"Send a letter to Iron Hill." Serein hugged her father's head and sobbed.
Back then, Aoki created seven dwarves, so there were seven dwarven families in total. The royal family was the long-bearded dwarf "Turin" and his descendants.
The dwarves lived in the Mines of Moria in the Misty Mountains (the place where Gandalf met the Balrog in "The Lord of the Rings") for thousands of years. Because the mines were too deep, the Balrog that was hiding deep underground was awakened.
The Balrog that could only be used as cannon fodder in the first era became a top-level boss in the third era. It defeated the entire dwarven race with its own strength.
After escaping from Moria, the royal family of Turin was divided into two brothers. One was the main branch and settled in Lonely Mountain (the place where "The Hobbit" took place). The younger brother led the other branch and moved to Iron Hill in the east (the dwarves who came to Sorin's aid in "The War of the Five Armies").
But in less than a few hundred years, there were too many treasures in Lonely Mountain, and it attracted Smaug. The royal family of Turin became refugees again, which was Tyrion and his group now.
Even the prince had to work as a blacksmith to support his family.
Originally, with three generations of ancestors and grandchildren still around, three generations living under the same roof, it could be considered a happy and harmonious life.
But the old man's "madness" acted up, and he only brought one servant to Moria to reclaim the old capital. His head was chopped off by the orcs, and the name of the murderer was carved on his forehead …
Tyrion glanced at the weapons merchants who were watching from the sidelines, and whispered, "Dad, we can send a letter to uncle, but we can't let the Iron Hill dwarves take the lead. “
"This is a blood feud between us, the dwarves of Lonely Mountain!" He was only a half-human, so he didn't feel awkward saying this.
"But we only have these few people …" Sellane said bitterly.
Smelling the stench of the corpse, Tyrion sighed and said, "Let's bury grandfather first. We can discuss the recruitment later."
Three days later, Sellane, his three sons, and a number of relatives and officials (in "The Hobbit," the 12 dwarves who accompanied Thorin in reclaiming Lonely Mountain were all side branches of the royal family of Turin) gathered by the well in the backyard, and held a family meeting about revenge and future "national policy".
"Father, there are many people in the Black Barbarian Land, human tribes in the wilderness, wandering dwarves and hobbits. You are the king, and you should take the people as your subjects, "Tyrion said first.
The main characters of the second era were the Númenoreans, and the main characters of the third era were still the Dendain people.
Currently, there were only two kingdoms that could be considered civilized in Middle Earth, the North and the South, Arnor in the North, and Gondor in the South.
Arnor was founded by Earendil, a side branch of the Dendain royal family who survived the Great Cataclysm. Gondor blocked the gates of Mordor, and was founded by Isildo and his brother.
Earendil was Isildo's father, so the two kingdoms shared a monarch for a long time.
Arnor and Gondor, which originated from the Númenoreans, were naturally the center of human civilization. The other places were very barren.
For example, the Black Barbarian Land where the Turin Dwarves were wandering … Just from the name, one could tell how primitive the civilization was.
But in reality, the Black Barbarian Land was only a few hundred kilometers away from Rohan (the nomadic people in "The Lord of the Rings"), and Rohan was next to Gondor.
If the Black Barbarian Land was so barren, one could imagine how the other places were like.
"We can raise the flag of the Dwarven Emperor and recruit the dwarves as our direct subjects, expanding the base of the Turin royal family. The hobbits are also very short, and look like half-humans, so we can take them in as well. As for the humans, we can make them the vassals of the Dwarven Emperor, and guard the borders of the dwarven lands. "
Tyrion became more and more excited as he spoke, and his ugly face turned red. The dwarves beside him were confused.
"We are Turin Dwarves, and the Barbarian Dwarves are not of the same race as us," Thorin said with a frown.
"The hobbits are like half-humans, but they are not half-humans. Half-humans are the cousins of dwarves, but hobbits are not, "Balin mumbled.
His father, Therlane, also shook his head and said, "Let's write to Uncle Groll of the Iron Hill. My father is his brother, and he will not ignore this blood feud."
Tyrion remembered that the dwarves were famous for their stubbornness, and he was afraid that he would not be able to persuade them, so he said, "How about this, let's learn from grandpa and Uncle Groll, and start splitting up now.
My eldest brother will inherit the throne of the King under the Mountain, and I will be the second son. Like Uncle Groll, I will get a part of the family property and come out to work alone. "
"I am not dead yet! And how old are you? You are only in your early forties, how can you go out on your own? "Therlane glared at him.
"I didn't want to split up before, but grandpa was beheaded by a half-orc, so I have to gather all forces for revenge," Tyrion shouted.
"Actually, it is not a bad idea to split up now. Tyrion has always been a restless person. If we split up, he will be less restrained, and you will also be less angry, Therlane," Groin mumbled.
He was one of the "Twelve Dwarven Warriors" in "The Hobbit", and also the father of the dwarf Gimli of the Ring Protection Team in "The Lord of the Rings". At the same time, he was also part of the royal family of Turin.
The Dwarf King, who had lost his kingdom, thought about it carefully and felt that his brother's words made sense. He nodded and said hesitantly, "But now we are poor, and have no property to give to Tyrion."
"One Moreila, one Lonely Mountain. Brother, you pick first, and leave the rest to me," Tyrion laughed.
Sorin frowned and said, "In the depths of Moreila, there is the 'Bane of Turin' (the name given by the dwarves to the Balrog), and it is now occupied by the half-orcs. The Lonely Mountain has become Smaug's lair, and you will not get anything."
"I only want righteousness and hope. I will use righteousness to gather the people, and hope to arm the warriors. One day, I will make hope a reality, and righteousness will become the crown on my head," Tyrion said.
"Good! You are indeed my son, you have ambition! " The old Dwarf King praised and clapped his hands. He turned to his eldest son and said, "Sorin, you are the eldest son, you pick first."
"I was born in the Lonely Mountain, and I have never seen Moreila, I … I want to go home," Sorin murmured.
"Alright, from today onwards, please call me 'King of Moreila'," Tyrion said in high spirits.
"What about me, father, eldest brother, second brother, what will I get?" The third brother, Frelin, asked excitedly.
"You …" Tyrion looked at his younger brother's youthful face and said, "I will be the king, and you will be the prince. Moreila is very big, and it runs through the Misty Mountains and connects the Eastern and Western Continents. Each of us will guard one end. "
"Haha, thank you, second brother," Frelin grinned foolishly.
At first, all the dwarves thought that Tyrion's title of "King of Moreila" was a joke, but as he used the title of "King of Moreila" to recruit the first batch of 200 wandering dwarves from the Dark Barbarian, his cheap father's expression became serious, and the Turin Dwarves stopped laughing behind his back.
When Tyrion incorporated the 200 wandering dwarves into his personal guards, and arranged ten Turin Dwarves as team leaders, and his younger brother Frelin as the commander, the other Turin Dwarves began to look at the actions of this half-human Dwarf King with cautious eyes.
He asked Iron Hill's uncle to be the guarantor, and borrowed a large sum of money from the human merchants. He then used the money to buy supplies and food, and equipped 211 dwarven guards with goat mounts.
After that, Tyrion personally led the royal guards to sweep through the Dark Barbarian on a large scale.
At first, he only wanted the dwarves.
Two years later, a small kingdom of 3000 dwarves was established at the border between the Dark Barbarian and the Misty Mountains.
With 3000 dwarves, Tyrion finally began to accept the barbarian tribes as his vassals.
His method was very simple: he gave them iron tools and salt.
No tribe could refuse iron tools, weapons, and salt as white as fine sand.
Five years later, King Moreila used the newly mined gold, silver, and gems to repay the loan from the human merchants, and tripled the amount.
King Moreila's reputation for being generous, honest, and trustworthy gradually spread to the nearby kingdoms.
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