Chapter 12: The Covenant of Fidelity
"Kill it, for Ironforge!"
The Copperbeard Dwarf roared and slew towards the gates of the Black Iron Fortress, led by Captain Arrin.
Since the Copperbeard warriors who infiltrated the fortress were all warriors from a hundred, their armor was bright, their weapons were sharp, and the Copperbeard warriors were slaughtering inside the fortress, and no one could resist this team for a while, so Yarlin led his escort team all the way.
The corpses of the Black Iron Tribal warriors were piled up in the narrow passages of the fortress.
White light flashed, and the blade of the axe severed the arms of the black iron dwarves, removing them from their bodies along with the armor. A black iron warrior rushed towards Yarlin. Gondolis, whose neck was severed by the copper-bearded dwarf with an axe, spurted blood from his broken veins. Standing at the top of the staircase, a black iron dwarf was holding a musket, ready to shoot bullets at the Copperbeard warriors, but Gianna's ice spell froze his hands, and then he watched as the warriors of the Copperbeard tribe rushed angrily with a huge warhammer.
Under the terrified gaze of the Black Iron Dwarf, the warhammer roared and smashed his face. Suddenly, red, white liquid splattered......
"Damn it!"
Under the leadership of Yarlin, more than a dozen elite Copperbeard warriors fought their way to the aerial aisle above the city gates, where the fighting was even more brutal, and the Black Iron Dwarves also used heavily armored warhammers as weapons to resist the attacks and killings of the Copperbeard tribe. But this team that blended into the Black Iron Fortress had a mage, and as Gianna's spell sounded again, the frost energy spread rapidly in the corridor of the castle, like several ice snakes flying on the ground of the stone corridor, and the entire corridor instantly froze, and a thin layer of cold ice condensed on the ground.
Then, under the terrified gaze of the Black Iron Dwarf, countless icicles pierced out from the ground, like a cold sword, piercing the body of the Black Iron Dwarf!
Screams rang out, and blood splattered all over the castle corridors.
"Roar, roar, roar......"
The Archmage's performance won the applause of the Copperbeard Dwarves, who seemed to have returned to the time of the Orc War, and one by one they rushed towards the wounded and defeated Black Iron Infantry.
Above the city gate, blood was everywhere, thick blood water continued to drip down from the top of the city tower, and from time to time one or two black iron dwarves were pushed down the city tower, like a small pebble falling from the sky, after landing there was a sound of bones shattering, and at the same time there were incomplete broken arms and legs splashed.
"Open the gates!"
Arrin ordered his men to pull the roller shutter while using his body and armor as a shield to block the Black Iron Dwarf's counterattack. Two Black Iron Dwarves rushed forward, one of them was knocked over by Yarlin with a heavy shield, and the other was held in his arms, and then the Dwarven Captain strangled the Black Iron Infantry by the neck with his incomparably strong arms until the other struggled to suffocate to death.
"Attack!"
In a few seconds, the gates of the Black Iron Fortress creaked in pain, and the huge Black Iron Gate was slowly lifted. Almost as soon as the gate was lifted, Ares swung his sword and yelled.
The holy light shrouded the paladin, like a golden sword, and struck into the Black Iron Castle!
Behind him, thousands of warriors of the Copperbeard tribe followed the human paladins as they charged, wielding their hammers and raising their shields above their heads, charging with a roar. Bullets and arrows continued to rain down from above the towers, but the fanatical dwarven warriors had ignored the rain of scattered attacks. Their bodies were covered by their heavy shields, and in the midst of a chaotic rain of arrows and barrage, the Brassbeard Legion followed Ares into the castle. It was as if this human paladin was their commander.
Without the obstruction of the city wall, the Ash Messenger was completely released, one man and one sword, killing into the crowd, accommodating no one, Ares held the sword in both hands, and with a wave of the great sword, one of the black iron musketeers had their arms cut off before they could fire, the blade was withdrawn, and the shield of the other black iron warrior was smashed, and the holy light bloomed from the blade, and the dwarves could not even open their eyes.
Then in a divine storm, the Ash Emissary blew up a burst of holy light energy, and the four or five black iron dwarves around were instantly engulfed by the wrath of the holy light.
After a while, Ares's side and feet were already full of the corpses of the black iron dwarves, and the blood flowed down the steps, and the copperbearded dwarves behind him all showed surprised and incredulous eyes.
They had heard the legend of the Ember Bringer, the greatest masterpiece of King Magni's life, a holy light weapon that combined the power of paladins, but when it actually appeared, it was still impressed by the dwarves' power.
Under everyone's gaze, Ares wiped the blood on his face and stepped on the steps of the Black Iron Fortress step by step, and the Black Iron Guards in front of him dared not resist for a while. Their hands trembling as they held their weapons and shields trembled, and their eyes were filled with astonishment and fear.
"What are you waiting for? Kill it! For Ironforge! ”
The bloody battle of the paladins ignited the fighting enthusiasm in the blood of the bronze-bearded dwarves.
A large number of Ironforge warriors from afar followed Ares into the castle tower of the Black Iron Fortress and into the interior of the Black Iron Fortress. Like a warm white current rushing into the dark fortress, the holy light guided the copperbearded dwarves to charge, and wherever the light went, there were holy flames, and the dwarves in the light were instantly healed.
Gianna, who stood above the tower, looked at her sweetheart with a smile on her face, fighting like a true paladin, sacrificing herself, that scene, so familiar, yet so strange and distant. The cold wind mixed with the smell of blood brushed her cheeks and blew her long hair up. Her mind twisted between the past and the present......
The battle lasted from the early hours of the morning until noon the next day, and sporadic resistance rang out in all corners of the castle, but the Black Iron Dwarves were no longer able to resist, and they either lay dying in the corners, waiting for the Copperbeard soldiers to slaughter them, or they aimed their guns in their mouths and ended themselves before the Copperbeard troops arrived. There were very few Black Iron soldiers who surrendered. This tribe was originally a recalcitrant people, and after being enslaved by the Fire Demon King for hundreds of years, its temperament became violent and bloodthirsty again, and it lost its true heart.
"A total of 1,278 soldiers and laborers of the Black Iron Tribe, all of whom were wiped out, and twenty-five were captured. Ares, after this battle, I will personally accompany you back to Ironforge, the Ashbringer has returned, and I think His Majesty Magni will be happy to meet the new owner of this sword. Also, the new allies of the Copperbeard Dwarves. ”
Standing in the blood-soaked Black Iron Fortress, the dwarf Yarlin. Gondolis said seriously. His gaze was full of reverence for the young paladin in front of him, who had not known each other for much time all the way from the Arathi Heights, but had fought together. Bragging together, talking about ideals and life, talking about knowledge and insights...... Although ideals or something, in Ares's opinion, those are all. This child-deceptive thing was lost to memory long before Ares crossed over. Brother's ideal is very simple, eat and drink enough, and his wife and children are hot on the kang, but it is also sad after crossing, and even such a small wish cannot seem to be satisfied, otherwise there is no need to run around and embark on a long road to find an alliance.
"I swear in the honor of my ancestors, I, Ares. Mowglian, today with Yarlin. Gondolis became allies, brothers, and never betrayed. ”
With that, Ares handed his fist to Arrin, and in the dwarven tradition, brothers meet, arm to wrist, fist to fist, as a sign of welcoming their comrades home. The oath is even more sacred and unchangeable, and in Azeroth, the oath has almost a soul effect. Much of the depravity and sin stems from the oath of betrayal.
With that, Ares turned his gaze to Gianna, a beautiful and elegant girl who was watching him from a short distance, witnessing the growth of a paladin with a heavy responsibility, just like Arthas who embraced Muradin......