Chapter 300 30. Witch Trials

"boom"

The scorching shells flew out of the stubby mortar mouth, and under the skillful positioning of the dwarven gunners, they drew a nearly perfect shining trajectory in the air, and finally hit the group of troggs charging towards the steam elevator .

The moment the shell hit the ground, the splashing flames and the fragments fired around tore the ugly and screaming guys into pieces, while the two heavy steam tanks that were sent down to the city whined, One on the left and one on the right blocked the escape path of the dwarves. The dwarves climbed onto the tank, manipulated the terrifying repeating guns, and tilted the storm of bullets on the battlefield in front of them like a tide.

Although the dwarves came late, they were definitely what the dwarves needed most. At the front of the steam hall, Lord Kurtaz led the dwarf paladins to form the strongest line of defense, almost facing the seemingly endless Troggs, to buy the remaining gnomes time to escape.

And above the underground city, surrounded by the snow-capped mountains of Khaz Modan, the dwarves who escaped from the underground city curled up in the snowy town, crying silently. Today, they lost everything.

Brian Bronzebeard led the dwarf priests to help those tired and seriously injured poor people. Looking at the miserable situation in Artisan Town, the old copperbeard was full of guilt.

If he hadn't insisted on going to Uldaman to find some damn relics, the sealed troggs wouldn't have broken through their cages, and the dwarves and gnomes wouldn't have had to endure this terrible torture.

But things have come to this, the old dwarf can only cheer up and help the allies who are in urgent need of help.

"Send the seriously injured to Ironforge first, and where is Great Artisan Mekkatorque?"

Bryan yelled, "We need him to come out and support the situation!"

"The great artisan is trapped in the city, he is alive or dead, and there is almost the entire council of dwarf artisans."

The only remaining dwarf congressman was just carried aside on a stretcher by the priests. He was trying to protect a child while fleeing, and his legs were broken by the trogg. He grabbed Brian's hand with a pale face, and pleaded in a deep voice :

"I beg you, Bronzebeard, my friend, help us, save the Great Tinkerer and Major Ella, please."

"Ella?"

Brian asked suspiciously, "Who is that?"

"It's a hero!"

The dwarf congressman said with difficulty: "She saved the tens of thousands of people in the steam hall. Without her command, we would not be able to support you to rescue. When the defense line was broken, she asked us to blow up the passage of the hall, and she But I took the corpses and led those monsters away."

"Well, sounds like a real hero."

Brian nodded, but soon, he scratched his hair and asked:

"Wait, corpse? You say she commands corpses? She's a death knight?"

"No! No, Ella is a dwarf, the living kind."

The dwarf senator gestured to explain, but he was injured too badly, maybe the wound was pulled, after a scream, his mind was tilted, and he passed out, while the old copper beard grabbed his hair, he felt Things got a little tricky.

"Oops! Kurtaz..."

From the grateful tone of the dwarf councilor, he could feel that the mysterious Ayla had a high reputation in the eyes of the rescued dwarves, and the Lord Kurtaz whom he recruited to help was a sincere and fanatical paladin... Thinking of the grievances between the paladins and the undead, Brian's scalp tingled suddenly.

He hurriedly stepped on his short legs and rushed towards the steam elevator in Gnomeregan.

"Kurtaz, don't do anything stupid!"

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On the other side, Lord Kurtaz's hand was shining with holy light. He half-kneeled on the dark ground, helping a wounded dwarf to stabilize his injury, and then watched the last batch of escaped dwarves in the thanks of the other party. leave the city.

The dwarf lord has completely experienced the second orc war. He also participated in the last battle in the Burning Plains, and he even saw the battlefield where the orcs ravaged with his own eyes.

Although those battlefields are full of iron and fire, killing and madness, they are dangers that can be seen with the naked eye, and Gnomeregan, a city that has been completely dead, rises from time to time in the dark tunnel. The radiation dust, shining with a strange aura of extinction, is like a monster with its mouth open in the abyss, mercilessly devouring any life trapped in it.

This kind of sneakiness and the ominousness emanating from the city made the old dwarf, who had experienced many battles, shake his head.

"I don't want to go into this damn hell even if I fight those damned undead... Alas, the poor dwarves are in trouble, they may never get it back."

"Let's go, let's close the team!"

The paladin waved his hand, and the two steam tanks started slowly, escorting the exhausted paladins back towards the steam elevator, and just as they were about to step on the elevator, a roar from far to near came from the front. It came out from the dark tunnel.

"Someone!"

Kurtaz shouted, grabbed his warhammer, and gestured to the two tanks: "Stay alert!"

"Shua Shua"

The heavy steam rifle suddenly shifted its direction and aimed at the dark tunnel behind. The next moment, a bright light exploded in front of everyone's eyes. As it approached, there was a loud noise like thunder, mixed with the screams of the troggs. , as if something exploded in those monsters.

"bang bang bang"

The metal claws of the mechanical bird smashed into the tunnel, making a crisp sound. Kurtaz squinted his eyes, and saw two dwarves sitting behind a strange white-red painted giant mechanical bird, followed by a dozen A fugitive is frantically galloping towards the line of defense.

"It's Mekkatorque!"

The driver of the steam tank put down the binoculars and shouted: "I recognize him. He is the dwarf master craftsman. He escaped! He also brought a dwarf girl with him."

"Then what are you still doing?"

The paladin lord stepped forward quickly, jumped onto the steam tank in two steps, and shouted: "Support them, drive back those chasing monsters!"

"Bang, bang"

The two mortar shells quickly landed behind the desperately running Great Craftsman, and the blast wave sent the chasing troggs flying, but also pushed the overwhelmed mechanical bird forward and fell down.

Mekkatorque was thrown on the ground, and the escape from the central control room had exhausted the Great Craftsman. After the robot he manipulated exploded, the Great Craftsman was also injured. He raised his head dizzily. , I saw those troggs fiercely rushing towards the dwarves in front of them.

"No!"

The great craftsman grabbed the wrench beside him and threw it at the stone-jaw monster. Ella, who was also exhausted, gritted her teeth, and used her last magic power to wake up the surrounding corpses, driving them to block the rock-jaw monster brutally. In front of the eyes of the jaw monster, these escaped dwarves won the last time.

"bang bang bang"

The furious gunfire of the steam burst rifle sounded in the darkness, and finally repelled the counterattacking radiation troggs. The dozen or so dwarf survivors who escaped from hell with the master craftsman collapsed on the ground, while Ayla With the help of the great craftsman, he walked to the back of the steam tank's defense line.

"Thank you for your help."

Mekkatorque expressed his gratitude to Lord Kurtaz, and the dwarf smiled and took the master craftsman from Ayla. The next moment, the cold hammer came to Ayla's eyes.

"Witch! What is your relationship with those undead?"

Lord Kurtaz waited coldly for the female dwarf in front of him. He felt a sense of familiarity from Ella's manipulation of the corpse, much like the death knights who sprang up at the end of the war.

Normally, it is impossible for dwarf warlocks to exist in Khaz Modan, which is far away from the cursed land. Warlock magic is considered taboo in the entire alliance except Dalaran.

In the orc war, many brothers of Lord Kurtaz died under the magic of the orc warlock, and the paladins also suffered heavy casualties due to the appearance of the undead. Regardless of public or private, he has enough reasons to doubt and Hostile to Ella.

"Kurtaz, Ella is not a bad person!"

The weak Mekkatorque reached out and held Lord Kurtaz's arm, and he said softly:

"You saw it with your own eyes, she is protecting her compatriots in her own way...she is not a bad person!"

"Mr. Mekkatorque, you are very tired, go and rest."

The stubborn dwarf paladin winked at the dwarf soldiers beside him. The two soldiers stepped forward and helped Mekkatorque to the elevator. Behind the nervous craftsman, Lord Kurtaz whispered:

"I'll take care of it all."

"Then what are you going to do with me?"

Ella was not afraid of the paladin in front of her, a contemptuous smile flashed across her pale face:

"Calling forces that disagree with your beliefs as heretics? Fanatical burning to death of all spellcasters who use dark power? I know you can do it, paladins are a bunch of brainless idiots! Did your holy light tell you? , the evil is not the power, but the user of the power? Or is it just you who don't want to believe this?"

"Shut up! Witch!"

The dwarf said indifferently: "I saw you desecrate the corpse with my own eyes!"

"I did it to help!"

Ella gets agitated:

"Do you want me to watch those dwarves die at the hands of the trogg? Have you been burned out by your beliefs?"

"quibble!"

Kurtaz lost his patience. He took a step forward with his weapon in hand, and the surrounding paladins also surrounded him eagerly. Ayla gritted his teeth, and two clusters of dark energy gathered in his hands. At this moment, Brian, who came in a hurry, saw this scene, and he shouted loudly:

"Kurtaz! Stop! Don't be impulsive!"

"Um?"

The dwarf paladin turned around and saw Brian running over quickly, grabbed his wrist, and whispered in his ear:

"This gnome saved tens of thousands of people... You can't kill her, or hurt her, or the gnomes will riot, we are here to help them, don't let the good things turn bad! If it makes you feel better , She is also a former Alliance reconnaissance major, she fought orcs with you in the Burning Plains, she is a hero! Just like you."

"Um?"

Lord Kurtaz's expression became a little more subtle. He looked back at Ayla with a scrutinizing gaze. After a while, he waved his hand, and the dwarf paladins stepped aside. He looked at Ayla and said in a low voice. Asked:

"You participated in the Battle of the Burning Plains? Then where did you learn the magic of warlocks?"

"No comment."

Ella said softly:

"Either kill me, or let me go!"

This stubborn attitude made Kurtaz grit his teeth, but in the end, the dwarf paladin put down the weapon in his hand. He looked at the dwarf expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice:

"I hate all existences related to undead. It stands to reason that I should purify you...but you have made contributions to the alliance and saved people in this disaster. The merits and demerits are equal!"

"Equal merits and demerits?"

Ella smiled mockingly, stretched out her hand to push the paladin away, and strode towards the steam elevator behind her:

"Who are you? You are not qualified to judge me! Paladin, your holy light is not all truth, and I, I have seen more terrifying power... You can't scare me, so be it, goodbye , elm heads."

Lord Kurtaz looked at Ayla's back, and he shouted loudly:

"The fire of the Holy Light has been ignited in Dun Morogh. Khaz Modan does not allow any dark forces to exist. Get out of here! Warlock, you are expelled! Next time I see you, there will be no such peace between us And once your people recover from the panic, manipulating corpses will also be considered a sin, Ella, get out of here, and do yourself a favor!"

"Seriously, it doesn't matter what they think!"

"Someone I respect once told me that after a change, the familiar will no longer accept you, they will fear you, they will reject you, this is normal, because change...change itself is scary Yes, I have made a decision, and I will bear the price."

The steam elevator was slowly going up, and Ella pulled her broken hood down with her hand. From the direction of Kurtaz, her eyes could not be seen, only the sneer on the corner of her mouth could be seen.

"Continue to pray to the holy light, paladin, I am actually looking forward to the next time you and I meet, I hope that by that time, you can justly denounce me as an incurable evil ...Farewell! You disgusting hypocrites!"