Chapter 469

After the battle, the two sides converged, and a dwarf in eye-catching armor spoke to Lothar.

"I am Muradin Bronzebeard, the younger brother of King Magni." The color of his bushy beard matched his name, and the notch on his axe indicated that he had been through many battles. "You are the people of the North... , there are still spirits! Thank you so much."

"Anduin Lothar, the commander of the Alliance of Lordaeron." Lothar introduced himself and extended his hand. Muradin's grip was as strong as he thought. "It's a pleasure to help you. Our mutual goal is to clear this land of all tribes and their forces." The dwarves of Ironforge will follow your orders.

"Yes, yes, it should be." Muradin nodded in agreement. He frowned suddenly. "Alliance? You sent the letter a few months ago? From Lordaeron?"

"It is so." Lothar suddenly realized that King Terenas had also sent news here, just like Quel'Thalas. Clearly, the Lord of Lordaeron was unwilling to give up access to any potential ally. "We are united for this purpose."

"Actually, if you can wait a while, you'll see your Wildhammer cousins," Ye Ting added, "They're also part of this alliance—by the way, I'm Sander Liver, A mage who serves as an advisor to the Alliance."

"Really? That's great." Muradin smiled happily. "I haven't seen them with their griffins for a long time. Thank you, Mage."

"What are you going to do now?" asked the other dwarf, who took a few steps forward to join the conversation. His face was thinner than Muradin's, but he had a similar appearance and beard of the same color.

"My brother Brian," Muradin explained.

Ye Ting immediately recognized this guy, Brian Bronzebeard. This dwarf was the founder of the Explorers' Association and the greatest explorer in Azeroth. In the original book, it was his constant travel and exploration that revealed a secret. Another titan relic that also addresses many of Azeroth's potential crises.

However, Ye Ting really loved and hated this guy at the beginning. The reason is very simple. This explorer is also a troublesome spirit. In the Titan Ruins, he often opens certain organs cheaply and summons bosses. Then let the player wipe his ass.

Seeing him with his own eyes now, Ye Ting suddenly felt inexplicably kind.

"We are chasing the remaining tribes," replied Lothar. "We've wiped out most of the orcs on land and at sea, and are now preparing to defeat the remnants and end the war."

The two brothers looked at each other and nodded.

"We will assist you," Muradin announced.

"Our people will continue to fight in these mountains to retake the fortress left by our ancestors and to ensure that no orcs remain in Khaz Modan." He laughed. "However, we will also send some lads to join your alliance to ensure that the Horde will never be our common trouble again."

"We are happy to accept your help." Lothar said sincerely.

He had seen the Bronzebeard dwarves once or twice before in Stormwind City, and had a deep impression of their strength and patience. If the Bronzebeards could fight like their Wildhammer cousins, that would be an invaluable reinforcement.

"Very well, we will send someone to tell our brother, and then set off with the supplies." Muradin picked up his battle axe and looked around: "Which way did the tribe go?"

Lothar looked at Ye Ting who was feeling inexplicable behind him.

Ye Ting shrugged and pointed to the south with a smile.

0607 Blackrock Tower

"They're heading for Blackrock Spire," Kurdran announced loudly, jumping off his gryphon.

Ye Ting was sitting around a campfire with Lothar and Kurdran came to them.

He and the other Wildhammer dwarves had been sent to scout the Horde's whereabouts, and had just returned to report.

"Blackrock Spire? Are you sure?" Muradin asked.

Ye Ting found that these Wildhammer dwarves and Bronzebeard dwarves did not get along very well.

No, it's not right to say that. They were like rowdy brothers - they liked each other but were always arguing and trying to express themselves.

But in reality, their relationship isn't as bad as it seems.

You know, the Wildhammer dwarves joined the Horde in part to rescue their Bronzebeard cousins.

"Of course I'm sure!" Kurdran yelled, with his gryphon Scarlet giving a soft warning: "I'm following them."

Then, a sly look appeared on his face.

"Or, would you rather go and see for yourself?"

Muradin, and Brian beside him, turned pale, took a few steps back, and a wicked chuckle came from Kurdran.

The Bronzebeards are as happy to fly as the Wildhammers are to go underground—to the point of disgust.

"Blackrock Spire." Lothar was lost in thought, "Is that the fortress on the top of the mountain?"

"That's right," Ye Ting nodded. "As far as I know, that's where the Dark Iron dwarves live—or rather, the fortress built by the Dark Iron dwarves."

"Oh! Dark Iron Dwarves—" Speaking of this, Kurdran and Muradin uttered disgusting voices in unison.

Bronzebeards and Wildhammers dislike Dark Iron dwarves

Quite a lot in common - the two of them were able to restore their friendship after the Battle of the Three Hammers because of their shared experience against the Dark Iron dwarves.

"This is a strategic point." Lothar must say, "Defense there, you will have an unobstructed view of the surrounding area, and there are solid fortifications that can easily defend against attacks from all sides, and even control the passage of entry and exit."

Having said that, he shook his head.

"Whoever their leader is, he knows exactly what to do. It's a hassle."

"Yeah, it's still a cursed place," Muradin added. "Yes, it's there."

The dwarf continued as the others watched, both Brian and Kurdran nodding.

"Our Dark Iron cousin." He paused and spat, as if the name was something very unpleasant to them. "This fortress was built, but beneath his exterior, there is something darker hidden there."

Suddenly he and the other dwarves began to tremble.

"You are right, because there are black dragons entrenched there." Seeing the reaction of the dwarf in front of him, Ye Ting said suddenly, "But I can guarantee that these black dragons will not come to harass us."

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Onyxia, and the Black Dragon Princess forced a smile.

In fact, the black dragon that Ye Ting was referring to was Onyxia's brother Nefarian and his subordinates.

Brother Bronzebeard cast a strange look at Ye Ting's words, as if surprised that he could make such a guarantee.

The dwarves all know how difficult a black dragon is.

However, Kurdran is quite relieved: "Since Sander said, then even if there are black dragons there, they should only hinder those orcs. I believe him in the aspect of dragons... If you are interested, I will discuss with you in the future. Tell me about the dragon experience I had with him."

It seemed that he could boast in front of others again.

"However, since they dare to retreat there, they should have their own countermeasures. Their chief is not a reckless person." Lothar pointed out: "It will be very difficult to break through this line of defense."

"But we can do it." Turalyon was surprised that he suddenly interrupted and rushed to the side. He looked at Alleria on the side and said loudly: "We have enough numbers and strength to defeat them."

But the Elf Ranger paid no attention to him at all, much to his disappointment.

The commander Lothar, who was assisting him, smiled at him.

"Yes, of course we can," he agreed. "It's going to be a tough challenge, but it's worth it."

He was about to say something else, but everyone present heard a distinct crash from the armor.

They turned their heads and saw a man striding over. His armor was worn but still shiny, and the breastplate had the same image as Turalyon, the emblem of the Silver Hand. As the man approached them, the light of the campfire shone on his fiery red hair and beard.

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