Nomoregan, District XVII, Assembly Room.

The leader of the gnomes, the great craftsman Gerbin Mekatok, is sitting face to face with Cisco Semaprag, who is gushing his opinion:

"Believe me, Gerbin, we don't need any handouts from the Alliance, I don't trust them, and even if they can defeat the Palate Monster, we'll cost a lot of money."

"The gas bomb I made out of the waste from the radiant tank has been tested by me for the radiation level of the gas it produces, and it can deal a devastating blow to the stone palatin."

"This gas is much denser than air, and will be strictly confined to the already isolated neighborhoods and fallen lower districts of Normregan, poisoning the intruders who emerge from the ground, and we will only have to wait in peace in the upper urban area to win."

"The matter of the gnomes, the gnomes solve it, all it takes is a safe and harmless gas bomb, and this problem no longer exists."

Gerbin was silent for a while, rejecting his friend's opinion: "We've discussed this issue several times, Cisco, I've always felt that your bomb is too dangerous, and you and I both know that new products that haven't been rigorously tested tend to be a bit unstable, and if something happens, it's troublesome." ”

Cisco tried to argue: "Actually, it doesn't matter if it's leaked at all, every dwarf apartment is equipped with a home-type wind filter, which is reliable enough to dispel toxic gases." ”

"Alright, old friend." Gerbin laughed and patted the other man on the shoulder. "Your plan can be used as a last resort to prevent accidents, but now that our brother allies are almost there, I still believe in their strength, after all, they are much better at fighting than the gnomes."

"All right, Gerbin, I hope the barbarians can do it, and I'll go back first." Cisco no longer insisted on his point of view and said goodbye, in fact, he knew that the chances of convincing Gerbin were very small, and he had to find some other solution to try.

Gerbin smiled goodbye to his advisor and friend, he didn't care about Cisco's last words, Cisco's thinking was different from other gnomes, and he often made strange proposals such as "Proposal to restore the monarchy" and "Partition of Kazmodan West", but Gerbin had always tolerated Cisco's whimsy.

Anyway, Cisco is a dwarf, and even if some of his views are a little extreme, his starting point is still for the good of the dwarf, isn't it?

Gerbin thought, and then he shook his head, waving the thoughts away.

He walked through the mold room, the drawing room, and finally reached the library, where a mechanical butler was helping him organize his books and manuscripts, this mechanical butler was an indispensable life assistant for all dwarf technicians, they could assist the technicians in taking care of their poor private lives, and Gerbin, as a master craftsman, modified himself with more functions:

"Amy 105, what's going on near the city engine?"

"Master, Captain Murdoc sent a message five minutes ago that the Stone Palate Monster has temporarily retreated, but the spider self-propelled mines are on the verge of exhaustion, and his troops are also seriously reduced and need to be replenished, and now Lieutenant Bright Spring has led his troops to reinforcements."

"I see, now tell me, how long will it take for the human and dwarven kings to reach Nomorigan?"

"Master, based on the location information on Master Craftsman Owersbuck and their speed estimates, it is expected that Alliance reinforcements will arrive in twelve to fifteen minutes."

Thanks to the god of craftsmen, they finally arrived.

Gerbin breathed a long sigh of relief and continued to give orders: "Amy 105, help me get my master craftsman's robe and the holy sword wrench of victory, and I will prepare to go down to meet our allies." ”

"Yes, master."

Soon after, Gerbin was prepared with the assistance of the mechanical butler, and waited at the gates of Nomorigen for the first reinforcements of the Alliance, more than three hundred dwarves and less than fifty humans.

Gerbin watched with great gratitude as this group of reinforcements arrived, although they were not many in number, Gerbin knew very well how difficult the other countries of the alliance were facing at this time, and in this situation, Varian and Magni were still willing to lead the army to give priority to the help of the gnomes, which was enough to show how reliable and noble they were.

Dwarves have always been good brothers to the gnomes, but Varianken's aid was somewhat unexpected by Gerbin.

To be honest, Gerbin didn't like Varian, not because Gerbin was prejudiced against Varian, but because Gerbin had this attitude toward all human kings, including elven kings.

Twelve years ago, at the alliance meeting, the human kings and the elven kings quarreled in an intriguing battle, and finally the three countries of Quel'Thalas, Gilneth, and Fort Torrent withdrew from the alliance in anger, which made the dwarf master craftsman Gerbin who was in the audience feel extremely bad, and from that time on, the human elf kings present at that time had a bad impression.

Moreover, Gerbin was an older scholar after all, preferring to deal with wise elders rather than young men of good blood, so when the leaders of the alliance met later, he would at most chat with Terenus privately, and he was very unfamiliar with Varian.

I really didn't expect the human king to be so reliable.

Gerbin stopped his thoughts, stood up straight, and saluted and thanked the two kings who had approached: "Your Majesty Copperbeard and Urien, thank you for your ......"

"All right, Gerbin," Magni interrupted the master craftsman with a big grin, "we came all night to help you fight, and we won't be too late to greet you when we win." ”

Gerbin was unimpressed by the dwarf's directness, and quickly changed his words: "Please follow me, the battle is now scorching near the city engine......." ”

While Gerbin was leading the group to the front line while introducing the battle situation, Claudia also stepped into the city of Nomorigen, which she had been curious about for a long time, and according to what she saw and heard along the way, Nomorigen had implemented many advanced technologies in addition to various machinery and electricity, such as robots, computers, and monitoring equipment...... And so on, and even had the illusion that she had returned to the modern city.

But after all, this is a world with magic, and dwarf technology is no better than Dalaran's magic technology now, so both dwarves and humans have not paid enough attention to dwarf technology, in fact, dwarf technology does have a lot of unreliability in battle, and this time the dwarfs will be embarrassed by a bunch of savage stone palatinous monsters.

Soon after, after a brief conversation with the Grand Artisan, the humans and dwarven soldiers made their way through the blockaded upper blocks to the last stronghold of the fallen and isolated lower blocks, the City Engine.

The city engine is extremely important in Nomorigan, even if it does not count the radiant water tank, it also provides almost all of Nomorigan's electricity, and once it fails, a large part of Nomorigan's scientific and technological facilities and weapon assembly workshops will become scrap metal, so this is the existence that gnomes must not give up, all the gnomes who can fight are here to fight to the death with the enemy, even if they are not monster opponents, they will not retreat an inch.

When the reinforcements arrived, it was in the midst of a short break in battle, the stone palatins retreated temporarily, and the battle was raging, the ten human knights who had arrived earlier were only exhausted, but the dwarf soldiers were in a very bad state.

Nearly half of the soldiers have serious injuries, most of them are various comminuted fractures, with the physique of a dwarf, as long as they are hit by the infinitely powerful stone palatinal monster, they are basically immortal and crushed fractures, and they cannot fight in the short term, and this kind of injury cannot be cured in the short term by either the holy light or the medical robot.

The rest of the soldiers were also exhausted one by one, and fell to the ground softly, saying that they were soldiers, but in fact, most of them were helicopter or tank pilots responsible for long-range attacks before the outbreak of the war, and they were extremely uncomfortable in the face of this kind of barbaric hand-to-hand combat.

After observing the state of the dwarf soldiers, Varian furrowed his eyebrows and said to Gerbin, "Master Craftsman, except for this Lieutenant Gear and her soldiers, let the others withdraw and rest first, they are not suitable for battle now." ”

As a realistic scientist, Gerbin has always liked to listen to experts in the field of ignorance, so he agreed and ordered: "Lieutenant Liangxuan, in the next battle, you will have to rely on your squadron to temporarily use the defenses here, and I will replenish you with enough spider self-propelled mines, steam robots, and other supplies as soon as possible." ”

"Yes, sir!" A crisp and playful female voice came, and Claudia immediately stood on tiptoe to look at the source of the sound.

It's so cute, about the same height as little Anduin.

That was Claudia's first assessment of this Lieutenant Bright Spring, a dwarf girl with a beautiful pink double ponytail, and if it weren't for her slightly bulging breasts, she would have looked more like a little human girl of four or five years old. However, Claudia knew that this was just an illusion, knowing that the dwarf was a mesophytic species, and Lieutenant Bright Spring was at least a hundred years old.

Soon after the Great Craftsman led the dwarf wounded soldiers away, various unexplained roars rang out again from far to near, and the Stone Palate Monsters were obviously getting closer and closer, but something was obviously arriving faster than the Stone Palate Monsters.

"It stinks, how can it stink like this, it's like a mixture of musty, moss, and strange sourness!" Segrina couldn't help but complain, elves are a very clean race.

Claudia comforted her, "Bear with me, Cylie, I've smelled worse in Mount Hyjal, a mixture of the undead and the devil. ”

After imagining the smell for a moment, Segrina had a disgusted look on her face, but instead of complaining again, she clenched the bow in her hand, and the elf's superior vision had already allowed her to spot the enemy before she did.

The enemy is getting closer.

The sound of metal grinding sounded.

Claudia also pulled out her newly bought thin sword, and the battle was on the verge of a touch.