Chapter 363 12. The Battle of Ironforge. The Digger
"Everything in the mine area is normal."
Two dwarf guards were patrolling the tunnels in the artisan area with lanterns. It was already nightfall outside Ironforge. The blacksmiths in the furnace, they forged weapons and armor day and night, to ensure the combat effectiveness of the soldiers on the front line.
In front of the artisan area, some dwarf engineers, led by the great artisan Mekkatorque, assembled some battlefield weapons for their dwarves and human allies.
Dwarfs are small like dwarves, they are not as strong as dwarves, so the sharpest weapon of dwarves is their outstanding intelligence. At present, the mainstream war weapons on the Eastern Continent battlefield are all inseparable from dwarves. Civilized continent The prototype of the dwarven musket is the short-barreled pistol used by the dwarves in Khaz Modan to resist the invasion of trolls, and the big killers such as steam tanks and aircraft were also designed and produced by the dwarves.
It can be said that this short, nervous, insignificant race who likes whimsy has changed the mode of warfare in the eastern continent of Azeroth by himself.
"I've never seen this thing before when I was fighting orcs. Look at the perfect line and outline. I guess this should be some kind of upgraded product of the repeating musket, right?"
The sneaky Foreman John is no longer as polite as before. He is now wearing the uniform of the workers, with his arms bare and his face covered in black and gray. He is drinking water and chatting with the busy dwarf engineers. The gay race loves the company of other people, and the dumber the person they are with, the more they like it.
Facing the simple compliment from Foreman John, the dwarf craftsman with green engineering eyes nonchalantly twisted the screw with a wrench, and said to Keeshan with a smile:
"Of course, the original repeating musket mounted on a steam tank was too heavy, so I thought, why not make it lighter while retaining its power, so that it can be mounted on an aircraft...Aerial vehicles are comparable to tanks Too much, they are light enough and fast enough, plus this kind of aviation cannon, think about it, human beings, you fly the aircraft over the heads of the undead, you only need to pull the trigger, and the storm of bullets falling from the sky can kill the dead. Plow a clearing full of blood and stumps on the battlefield before you!"
The dwarf craftsman became more and more excited as he talked, he simply jumped onto the workbench, waving his hands wildly, and described his imagined future to Keeshan:
"Flesh and flesh creatures are too weak on the battlefield. One bullet can send soldiers to hell, but machines are different. Machines are loyal, not afraid, and can perform various tasks perfectly. When you let them explode, they will not Will hesitate for a second, the undead are not worth fearing! We gnomes have machines, so we are not afraid of them!"
"Oh, of course, the machines, the machines are the best, the machines are the best, and I love them too."
Keeshan looked at the dwarf engineer in front of him with strange eyes. He raised his head, drank the last sip of water in the glass in his hand, and then said to the dwarf in front of him:
"My boss will definitely like you. He thinks exactly like you. He also thinks...machines are the future of civilization."
"Uh, although I haven't met your boss, I've begun to like him as a human being. Although I will never leave Khaz Modan in my life, I won't be able to meet your boss, hahahahaha."
The green-haired dwarf engineer let out a nervous shriek, then jumped off the table and went about his business. Keeshan glanced at him, shook his head, and said in a voice only he could hear:
"No, you'll see him, soon, and I hope you'll have a good time talking."
And when Keeshan returned to the subway tunnel, he saw two patrolling dwarf soldiers. Foreman John coughed lightly, and shouted to the two patrolling soldiers who were poking their heads and drinking secretly:
"Hey dwarf friend, you better stay out of the tunnel, we're buying dynamite, you know, just a little spark, and it's... BOOM!"
While talking, John threw the jug in his pocket to the two dwarves. The foreman walked into the tunnel again without saying a few words, but he didn't leave immediately. He hid in the shadows and watched secretly. Outside the tunnel, after making sure that the two drunken alcoholics had left, he stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes and walked into the darkness.
Keeshan got on a temporary miner's car in the tunnel, and soon came to the place where the workers were working. He jumped off the mine car and said hello to his old comrade Karakel who was guarding outside the construction site. Looking around, he lowered his voice:
"How is it? Did it go well?"
Karakel was smoking his pipe, and his eyes at this moment exuded a cold light in the dark night. Like other undead, he lacked emotion, but maybe it was because he didn't like to talk much when he was alive. In short, his face To Keeshan's question, Karakel nodded silently, like a veteran, and said briefly:
"The dwarf miners were all disposed of and buried in the back."
"The positioning has been completed, and the people over there are digging..."
"Ah, very good."
Keeshan looked back at the extremely quiet tunnel behind him, and said softly:
"Our task is almost complete. Move the sentry a few hundred yards forward, and don't let those dwarves disturb us."
Karakel nodded, but before leaving, he still asked:
"There is only one day left, is there enough time?"
"20,000 undead orcs, and 3 giant statues, if this still doesn't work..."
Keeshan snorted:
"They should commit suicide and apologize."
Before they finished speaking, the ground under their feet suddenly began to vibrate violently, like an earthquake, rattling the surrounding minecarts, but it only lasted less than 3 seconds before stopping.
"They are using colossi to break through the node, very good... judging by this vibration frequency, they are already very close."
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Ironforge is an underground city built in the middle of Khaz Modan Mountains. Its entrance is set on the mountainside, and there is only one winding mountain road leading to the city. That is to say, once the war comes, the dwarves only need to put down With heavy gates, guarding this mountain road, there will be no large-scale enemies rushing into Ironforge.
But the Khaz Modan Mountain Range is a huge mountain range across the center of the continent, similar to the former Red Ridge Mountain. On the other side is the wetland that was repeatedly contested during the Second Orc War. This area is connected to the Arathi Highlands, and it can be called the gate to the core area of the human empire.
And if the memory of the observers hasn't faded, then they must remember that just over a year ago, when the orcs regrouped, a shocking incident happened in the city of Grim Batol in the Wetland Mountains. massacre.
At the end of the Second War, the Dragonmaw orcs who drove the red dragon to fight occupied the abandoned underground city of Grim Batol, which once belonged to the Wildhammer dwarves. Except for the group that escaped from the city following the orc warlock Draka Shadowburner, the other Dragonmaw orcs were buried in this city.
After the massacre was over, these orcs were awakened by the undead, and the number reached 22,000. After the city fell, the six-member council of Dalaran, the archmages, once came to Grim Batol. It proved that it was just a trap set by the Grand Lich Khadgar. In that battle, the Archmages lost one of their members, Delandon Archmage.
But the cover of the mages was not in vain. After they lured away the great lich, the red dragons rushed into the city, drained their own blood, and rescued the dying queen. Then, in extreme anger, the red dragons They set fire to the city.
This is also the last news about Grim Batol... But in fact, in the burned city, those orc undeads did not perish along with the city, and those who were summoned to Grim Batol The war colossi were not sent back to the cursed land...they remained in the dark underground. After Tyrion swung his army into Azeroth, they were awakened again like sleeping soldiers.
Continue to serve the cause of the Necromancer.
"boom"
The Gron King, whose body is intertwined with flesh and steel, raised his fist. Under the sluggish gaze of the undead orcs, he punched the huge stone blocking the way in front of him like a giant who opened up the world. The strength was unimaginable, the surface of the solid stone buried in the mountain was covered with cracks, and it swung its other steel arm, and the ferocious armor-piercing cone ruthlessly hit the center of the stone.
It was like the scene of a cannonball explosion. The flying gravel and the dust and rocks falling from the top of the tunnel buried the undead who were very close to it in an instant. There are ten deaths but no life, but they are undead, and the undead will not die again because of the collision of stones.
When the huge boulder blocking the way was blasted, the densely packed undead in the dark tunnel moved again.
The tunnel in front of me was excavated from the underground of Grim Batol. The general direction is towards Ironforge. Before the battle of Stormwind, the tunnel had already been dug, and it would be far away from Ironforge. Troggs are widespread in the Khaz Modan area, so the sound of digging won't attract the attention of the dwarves, but the closer you get to Ironforge, the more careful you need to be when digging.
This is why B Company sneaked into Ironforge, on the one hand to help the diggers from Grim Batol orientate, and on the other hand, when things were going to the end, with a large-scale directional blast, to help The partial division of the undead opened up the road into the interior of Ironforge.
"You can't hide the shock just now. At this distance, the Bronzebeards will definitely notice the underground noise."
Glokush, the death lord who was monitoring all this underground in Grim Batol, heard a deep voice, he didn't look back, he knew who it was.
And behind him, a short death knight wearing black armor, holding a long-handled warhammer, and wearing a ferocious horned helmet stepped forward and stood side by side with Glokush. With unabashed sarcasm:
"Look at these orcs, even if they die, they are clumsy. Your Goron is good, but the noise they dig with all their strength is too loud... Bronzebeard is not easy to deceive, and now there is at least 130 miles away from Ironforge. Kilometers, if you follow this pace, you won’t be able to complete it before they find out.”
"So, you came here just to pour cold water on me?"
The orc death knight sneered:
"Dagran Thaurissan, no matter who you were when you were alive, you are just a high-ranking knight now, so if you keep laughing like this, I will throw you into the great forge of Ironforge, I heard Everything melts there..."
"No, powerful lord, what I mean is very simple."
The death knight Thaurissan let out a hollow laugh, the sarcasm was so obvious, he said in a deep voice:
"The Shadow Forge Knights under my command can help you, as long as you dig another 30 kilometers forward, I can help you solve the remaining 100 kilometers within 3 hours, and I can also use the drilling machine to send your elite The knights go to various places in Ironforge...you know, that is the city of Bronzebeard, not much smaller than my Darkforge City."
"To play with explosives and excavation, the dwarves still have to come in person. Your methods are too clumsy."
Thaurissan's attitude was very bad. After this guy was recruited, the cruelty and distortion in his heart were magnified again, and Tianqi was unwilling to devour his soul, which caused the dwarf emperor's soul to be damaged as well. This kind of soul damage Every knight is different, but in Thaurissan's case, it is his tone of voice that makes him more annoying.
A complete nuisance.
"You are not such a kind person."
Glokush looked back at the black iron death knight. He looked at him with green eyes. Under the heavy horned helmet, those dark red eyes became more bright red after the power of death was added. Those vampires are pretty much the same.
"So, what do you want from me?"