The first feeling of the Scorching Canyon is heat, and many Lordaeron soldiers are not used to this climate, after all, according to the geographical location, they are all northerners, and the temperature here in the Scorching Canyon is extremely high, which makes a group of northerners hot enough.

Vanessa is not afraid of heat, and she doesn't care if it's several times hotter, but the air quality in the Scorching Canyon is too poor!

The black iron dwarves forged, struck, mined, and smelted in this canyon for two hundred years, and the result was that the inhalable particles in the air directly exploded, and the terrible lead-gray heavy fog filled the entire canyon, and there were no people in sight at an interval of ten meters! Soldiers must march in the canyon with torches, or someone will get lost!

Vanessa had also asked the intelligence chief before how to cover up the traces of the army's march, according to her superficial military knowledge, it is almost impossible for an army of a thousand people to completely cover up the tracks, and without magic, it is necessary to use some precious props.

The other party sold a pass at the time and didn't say anything, but now she understands, such poor visibility, as long as it is not a face-to-face with the Black Iron Dwarf Emperor Thoreson, no one can find their traces, just swagger away!

Originally, Vanessa was going to build a base here after fighting Black Rock Mountain, but now she just gave it up, she didn't want such a ghost place to give it to her.

I also made a few masks when I made the mask before, and now I just wear them, and considering everyone's girlfriends, she also gave Gianna one.

As for other people, they don't have this treatment, masks are limited, rely on iron lungs to resist!

"Master Shore, are you back?" She looked left and right.

Ten meters away, there was a dull voice from the intelligence chief, and the other party replied with a hum.

Vanessa sighed, she initially made the lone hero Kishan the scout captain, and after disembarking the ship, she sent the other party with more than a dozen scouts to reconnoiter the intelligence of Blackstone Mountain.

She didn't expect the visibility of the Scorching Canyon to be so poor, and the result was that the scouts were coming back one after another, but the scout captain didn't know where to go......

She asked the intelligence chief to look for it, but now it seems that she has not found it.

If you don't find it, you haven't found it, I was still hopeful about Kishan's five-five opening ability, but it turned out that he disappeared before the war started, and he was also a strange person.

"Miss, we've found the dwarves you talked about."

The lone hero is not reliable, but the thieves under his command are still very reliable, and the scout did find a group of slightly alternative black iron dwarves in the canyon according to her orders.

They are a moderate among the Black Iron Dwarves, a group of highly skilled craftsmen who have left their own people to call themselves the Thorium Brotherhood.

Bolval's army doesn't look down on these dwarves, Vanessa is different, she can't wait to pull all her helpers to fight Ragnaros, not to mention that the craftsmen in the world are one family, and everyone's name is a brotherhood, does this need to be said? From now on, we are all brothers!

Vanessa braved the heavy fog and traveled alone to the stronghold of the Thorium Brotherhood, which they called the Thorium Watchtower.

These black iron dwarves are not stupid, and they don't like to live without seeing their fingers, and the tower is halfway up the mountain, much more visible than in the canyon, at least Vanessa can see what they look like.

They were not much different from the rest of the Black Iron Dwarves, with iron-gray skin and yellow or white beards.

However, compared to those black-iron dwarves with red eyes, their eyes are a little cloudy, and they seem to be relatively calmer.

The size of the Thurium Brotherhood is small, only about two hundred people, they love mining and blacksmithing, and the leader is called the foreman, Vanessa came to meet the foreman named Orphest.

He always thinks that the title of foreman is very low, but people like it, and they think that the title of foreman is cool and handsome.

Doing what the locals do, there is no need for her to correct other people's values.

Walking into the Thorin Tower, Vanessa glanced at it casually, and had to say that these people really like to work, this is not pretending, there is no affiliation between the two sides, and people don't dress up.

As she walked along, she saw more than fifty Thorium Brotherhood dwarves at work, some crafting weapons, some smelting metal, hot molten metal flowing slowly, and the dwarven craftsmen staring intently at the molds, even if the sparks splashed on them.

Vanessa put away her disdain and unabashedly revealed her value for this group of craftsmen.

She needs craftsmen, a lot of craftsmen.

It was a complete waste for these people to go to war, and their place of battle should be by the furnace, and it should be a blacksmith's shop.

Can you recruit these dwarves into your own ranks?

For this reason, when she met with foreman Orphest, she added an adjective to the other party's title: "Grand foreman, I am Hope. Vanessa. Struid, we come from the far south......"

Before she could finish her opening remarks, the dwarf, who was only as tall as her lower abdomen, rudely interrupted her.

"Stranger, is it true that your men said you were going to fight Ragnaros?"

There's nothing that can't be said, Vanessa nodded, "Of course, that's what we're for. ”

Foreman Orphest slapped his thigh: "That's fine, we're willing to help you, as long as we can defeat Ragnaros!" ”

He coughed a few more times as he spoke, and he breathed heavily, and it took a while for his breath to calm down.

"Look, this is Ragnaros's curse on us! He curses all of us Black Iron Dwarves! The foreman shook his fist in anger.

Vanessa's eyebrows drooped, and she was a little puzzled in her heart, your cough and dyspnea should be pneumoconiosis!

Is this a curse? Ragnaros shouldn't be carrying this pot, right? It's too unjust......

She wasn't ready to explain for the Fire Demon King, but crossed her arms and listened carefully to the foreman's accusations against the Fire Demon King.

"Black iron dwarves can't strike iron, what's the difference between that and dead?!"

"The ore in the mountains is wailing, and he curses us not to work, but we will do it! Ahem! ”

Weak breathing, chest pain, hemoptysis, these are all curses from the foreman's mouth!

It could be seen that the foreman was angry with the Fire Demon King, but Vanessa felt that he was angry because the Fire Demon King would not let them forge it, so he was angry.

Their dissatisfaction is more like the hostility caused by adults not allowing children to play with mobile phones, and it has nothing to do with justice and evil, but is because their own needs are not met.

Vanessa really wants to say a fair word, Ragnaros is actually saving you by not letting you strike iron, did you make it?

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