"Uh...... That's true...... "Muradin hadn't reacted yet, not understanding what Arthas meant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The little prince waved his hand a little anxiously and shouted: "Danmod, Danmod Fortress!" Damn it...... The orcs must be aware of your dwarven customs at the Wine Festival, which is why they allowed their ships to be destroyed in Nanhai Town...... Their goal was not to take Nanhai Town from the beginning, but to take advantage of the Wine Festival to take down the Dammod Fortress! ”

With Arthas's angry shouts, Muradin's expression grew serious, and finally, it became extremely solemn - the fortress of Dammod, the bridgehead of the Sador Bridge, had always been in the hands of the dwarven army of Ironforge. The fortress was built entirely by the Dwarves, and although it was not intended to be used as a military fortress, the Dwarven craftsmen built an impregnable fortress.

After the capture of Stormwind, the orc army quickly moved north, intending to cross the Sardol Bridge and enter the Lordaeron subcontinent to invade several human kingdoms here. However, the 5,000 dwarven warriors in the Dammod Fortress stopped the orc army and blocked the orc army in the southern half of the Eastern Kingdom at the cost of almost zero casualties.

After being strongly resisted by the dwarves, the orcs were forced to abandon their initial tactics of rapid attack and instead besiege the dwarven capital, Ironforge. However, in the months-long offensive and defensive battle, the orcs not only did not have the upper hand, but were killed and wounded by the heroic and warlike dwarven army.

Sometimes, the closeness of allies is reflected in times of crisis. The High Elves have a sacred covenant with humans, but they refuse to join forces with humans against the orcs under the pretext that their home has been attacked by an orc squad; The dwarves of Ironforge, although they claim to be "allies" with humans, do not actually have any covenants. However, even in an emergency such as the siege of Ironforge, the dwarven king of Ironforge, Magni Copperbeard, the elder brother of Muradin Copperbeard, did not withdraw the army stationed at Stronghold Dammod, giving way for the orcs to invade humanity.

It was because of the containment of Ironforge and the fortification of the fortress of Dammod that King Terenus and Ser Anduin Lothar would have judged that the orcs would avoid the passage of the Sador Bridge and instead seek the opportunity to land on the Lordaeron subcontinent by sea. But now, Arthas has discovered that the fortress of Dammud has a fatal weakness.

What happens when a dwarf who is a heavy drinker meets the annual carnival of fine wine? Arthas could even imagine that by the time the orc raiding force climbed the walls of the Dammod fortress tomorrow morning, they would not even have to make much effort to slaughter the nearly five thousand drunken dwarven warriors stationed there.

Thinking of this, Muradin also stood up, looked at his companions who were already drunk on the ground, knocked his head with some annoyance, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it......" Muradin and his brother Magni are not very good at tactical analysis, they are bent on thinking that the orcs will land from the town of South Seas and then attack human territory.

By the time of Muradin's departure, his brother Magni had already begun to rebuild his army and decided to head north to support his human allies. However, this is easier said than done, the dwarven warriors of Ironforge have been fighting for a long time, have not been well rested for months, and there is a wine festival in the near future, so it may take some time for Magni's dwarven reinforcements to be assembled, and Muradin set out early to contact the Brute Hammer tribe, hoping that they can join the alliance against the orc invasion.

During this section of the preparations and on the way to the Eagle's Nest, Muradin had no idea that the orcs might renew their assault on the Dammod Fortress, and he had seized on the fatal moment of the Wine Festival. Now reminded by Arthas, Muradin knew what he had to do.

"I must get back to Dammod Fortress right now." Muradin said to himself and to Arthas. Glancing around at his staggering companions, Muradin shook his head—it seemed that they had to be left here, the men had drunk all the ale they had carried, and even Muradin himself was now dazed.

"Is it too late?" Alsace was somewhat worried. Muradin shook his head, walked to the side of the war sheep, and said, "It should be possible to reach the Dammod Fortress tomorrow morning, but the group of guys ...... Surely it has already ......" Muradin shook his head, his companions were drunk like this, and when he felt the fortress of Dammod, it would be nice to find two guys who opened the gate for him.

"Let's go too." Arthas said decisively to Mograini. Then the little prince shouted to Muradin: "Muradin, you wait for me, our carriage should be no slower than your war sheep." If you go back alone, it won't make much difference. With me, you can ask for help from the Riptide army on this side of the Sador Bridge, and even if you dwarven warriors are drunk, the army of the Kingdom of Stormgard can take over the defenses...... The light is above, and it is hoped that the orcs will wait until dawn to attack. ”

Muradin, listening to Arthas's words, felt that there was some truth, if he returned to the fortress of Dammod alone, even if he could reach it in an instant now, he would not be able to organize an effective defense. And the human army on the other side of the bridge, although it will also pay attention to its own request for help, if there is a human prince by his side, he will definitely have a greater grasp. Moreover, Muradin's selfish intentions - he is not in a very good state now, what if he rides on a war sheep and falls on the side of the road and can't get up? With Alsace and the others, there is still a response.

As soon as Arthas had given the order, Mograine had already gone back to prepare the carriage, and Winlesa came to help, and Frost Sorrow naturally disdained to do such chores, preferring to gather around Arthas, and help her master wipe the beads of sweat that oozed from her forehead because of nervousness and worry.

Muradin paced anxiously in place, waiting for the arrival of the Alsatian carriage, complaining about his stupidity, not even thinking of such a simple thing, and even passing the fortress of Dammod on the way, without warning the dwarven warriors there to be careful. As Arthas listened to Muradin's whispered scolding, he quickly calculated in his heart that the weakness of the dwarves to get hangovers all night at the wine festival was deadly enough; However, even if the fortress of Dammod was taken, it was not necessarily possible to quickly break through the defense line of the kingdom/army of Stormgard.