The Red Dragon Queen ran away? ”

"Does Deathwing really think that this little cleverness can escape our manipulation?"

"Start the second plan!"

At the same time, the main brain body located in the endless labyrinth is giving orders in a hurry.

The reincarnators did not know that the sudden failure of the Dragon's Soul was due to Thanos' connection to the World Tree through Sylvanas, and from the World Tree to the Red Dragon Queen, and finally the suppression of the Dragon's Soul's power with the Reality Stone.

It's come full circle, and anyone would have thought that Deathwing was doing something behind his back.

Villains, there are always bad things.

However, as a reincarnation, he is on guard against the all-encompassing villain of Deathwing, and under the mastermind's order, the reincarnators who surrounded and suppressed the red dragon clan reached out one after another golden ropes and went towards the red dragons who fell behind.

"Roar! Roar! ”

The rope was also attached to the suppressive aura of the dragon's soul, and those red dragons were put around their necks, which directly became reins, and were ridden up by the reincarnators, letting out a miserable wail.

"No!!"

When the Red Dragon Queen heard this, she immediately wanted to return.

She is the queen of the Red Dragon Clan, and she should not abandon her clan and escape alone!

Knowing that staying is one more death, he will cut off the rescue opportunity of his companions, and he will always have to turn back.

Fortunately, the next moment, a domineering brilliance fell on her back, and she forcibly restrained the unwise actions of the Red Dragon Queen, and unswervingly went north, slipping faster.

"Huh?"

This time, the mastermind saw that it was not Deathwing, there was another existence to help the Red Dragon Queen get out of trouble.

The range was too wide, and it was impossible to determine who it was for a while, but the direction of the Red Dragon Queen's escape made him a little uneasy.

It was the dwarven kingdom of Kazmodan.

And Arthas and Sylvanas are now heading towards the dwarven kingdom.

If the two sides met by chance, it would greatly disrupt his plans.

"Strong Desire Team, you immediately harness the Red Dragon Clan and attack the Dwarven Kingdom!"

The mastermind was extremely vigilant, and after a little thought, he showed a ruthless look and gave instructions.

"Lord Director, we have just controlled this group of red dragons, and the power of the dragon's soul is limited, if we don't domesticate it, we may lose all our efforts if we directly enter the battle......

The strong desire team was a little reluctant, and the demigods led by them argued with reason.

"Don't care about life or death, cause great damage to the dwarves, and make those hot-headed guys hate the red dragon very much, I equip you with the 'Omega Golem', after completing the task, it will be yours!"

"No problem, let's go right away!"

When the golem of the strongest series of the dark web appeared in front of them, the strong desire team immediately smiled and entered the teleportation channel.

Sou!

From the center of the Endless Labyrinth, a pillar of light rose and turned into a streamer, heading towards the north.

They had to carry out large-scale destruction before the Red Dragon Queen reached the Dwarven Kingdom, forcing the Red Dragon Queen to change her route.

As for whether there will be a problem with long-distance teleportation, the main brain is not worried, because it is not Dalaran there.

Throwing troops into the Magic Kingdom from a distance is a provocation to the space-savvy archmage Antonidas, and the Dwarven Kingdom is just a low-profile steampunk world.

On the other side, Huang Shang opened the portal and entered the dwarven kingdom from the north, and came to this icy steampunk.

"The air here smells terrible and the sound is so noisy!"

As soon as he entered the border, Sylvanas frowned, revealing a look of disgust.

Huang Shang looked ahead, a layer of fog visible to the naked eye covered the earth, and thick black smoke soared from the ground into the air, and the echo of the whistle sounded in his ears: "Dirt Dirt ~~~ Dirt Dirt ~~~"

"This is the kingdom of the dwarves!"

I have to say that there are many elements in World of Warcraft, and once the border is crossed, it seems to have changed worlds.

Compared to the medieval chivalric Lordaeron, and the magic academy style of Dalaran, it is full of mines, chimneys, paved railways, and occasionally steam trains and tanks......

The human kingdom is still an agrarian society, and the dwarven kingdom has already entered a wave similar to the European Industrial Revolution in the eighteenth century, replacing manpower with machines, replacing individual factory hands with large-scale factory production, and their royal capital is also called Ironforge Castle, with a super huge furnace.

Of course, this world is a magical world, technology is only one way, and it is difficult to reach the level of rivaling gods and demons, so the dwarves are not having a good time now, since the destruction of the Storm Kingdom, they are the first to bear the brunt of the orcs and are struggling to resist.

Not far away, artillery fire rang out, and a group of dwarves with muskets fired at the enemy.

"It's noisy!"

Huang Shang felt inexplicably nostalgic, and Sylvanas covered his ears.

Dwarves love steampunk and all large machines are equipped with their iconic whistles, which are devastating to elven ears.

"Bear with me!"

Huang Shang opened his mouth to comfort him, if it wasn't for the mastermind, he would have let Sylvanas drink more hot water.

"God, I pray to you to save the ears of believers!"

The elf girl clenched her hands into fists, and after a while, she took out two purple potatoes from her pocket.

In order to repay God's guidance, she was going to eat purple potatoes for three meals a day, and she had nibbled on one big one before, and now she took out two more from her pocket and began to shape herself.

Soon, a pair of purple earmuffs were molded out and worn on the ears.

Sylvanas didn't have it to himself, and also made a pair of earmuffs and brought them to Huang Shang.

"Who?"

Their movement was not small, and a sharp-eyed dwarf noticed that there seemed to be someone on the hillside behind him, and the musket was flicked and reloaded, and the barrel was raised, and it was aimed at the sky here.

Shout!

A cloud of sparkling light exploded, clearing the field of vision, and both sides saw each other.

The dwarves are not the short and fat bodies they imagined, in fact they are all strong and sturdy, just like the macho man who has been forced to press down halfway, and can only develop to the sideways, so the shoulders are wider than the strongest human knights, the muscles bulge rhythmically, and the long, dense beard covers most of the chest.

To sum up, it's short and tight.

"Humans and elves?"

The dwarf who used the flare was fine, but one of the dwarves behind seemed to have red eyes and threw a warhammer directly.

Stormhammer!

Seeing that the war hammer spark with lightning was constantly magnifying in front of his eyes, Huang Shang stretched out his five fingers, held the True Silver Holy Sword, and slashed it.

A burst of sparks flew over, and the Stormhammer was blasted out, and the dwarf tried to catch his weapon like Captain America caught his shield, but was thrown out directly.

The dwarf with the musket at the head showed shock and looked at Huang Shang's arm: "Have you seen it, a human young man actually has so much strength, it's a pity that you don't go to mining!" ”

"It's a well-known talking race."

Huang Shangquan was the other party's compliment, waved his hand, and then looked at the dwarves' enemies.

A group of dark-skinned orcs?

On closer inspection, the orcs were covered in a substance similar to coal, and the smell of burnt muskets, but they were as vicious as they were, having already cut down several dwarves.

No wonder the other party is so nervous, if you retreat from the back road, then you will die......

No!

The next moment, the ground behind the black orcs suddenly cracked, and a steam drill truck broke out of it, and three rows of dwarves sat on it, shooting in three stages, aiming at hundreds of orcs.

"Put!"

Thundered!

Under the merciless baptism of artillery fire, black lives are no longer expensive, and the black orcs let out a miserable cry and fell down one by one.

Huang Shang and Sylvanas admired the dwarves' fighting arts, assessed their combat effectiveness, and found that they were not weak, and their confidence suddenly increased.

They are here to find allies, and the stronger the dwarves, the better.

But then, a strong wind hit from behind, and a golden figure approached like lightning, and in a short time, the two were surrounded together.

"Griffons? It seems that the Hammer Dwarves and the Copperbeard Dwarves have indeed reconciled! ”

Huang Shang looked at the flying creature with the body and claws of a lion, the head and wings of an eagle.

The lion and the eagle dominate the land and the sky respectively, and the griffin is a combination of the two, first tamed by the Hammer Dwarves and later the Coalition's flying mounts.

The point is that the Brute Hammer Dwarf should not have been here, because there was a three-hammer battle in the Dwarven Kingdom, where the three clans fought for the throne, and finally the Copperbeard succeeded and expelled the other two clans from the Ironforge Castle.

Among them, the Brute Hammer Dwarve, who tamed the griffin, and the other Black Iron Dwarf, who was tamed by the Flame Lord Laglaros.

Originally, the brute hammer dwarf and the copperbeard dwarf were hostile to each other, but at this time, a group of copper-bearded dwarves actually rode majestically on the griffin, landed in front of them, and the leader fell off the back of the griffin vigorously, fully armed, and his eyes were on Huang Shang, and he was suddenly stunned: "Second fool, is it you?" ”

Huang Shang raised his eyebrows: "Muradin? I'm Arthas, A-r-Sa-S! ”

"Hahaha! I knew it was you, who had grown into a handsome guy, and I hadn't seen you for more than two years! ”

Hearty laughter erupted from the mouth of the dwarven leader, and Muradin's short body rushed up in great strides, and Huang Shang hurriedly squatted down, as if he was hugging his son, and patted Muradin on the shoulder, slapping him to the ground.

Let you call the second fool, let you call!

An old friend indeed, as the younger brother of the Dwarven King, Muradin Copperbeard once lived in the royal city as an ambassador to Lordaeron.

This is a living treasure, from beer, pastries to national events, it is an optimistic and serious attitude, and it is loved by everyone.

It was only later that the orcs attacked the dwarven kingdom, and Muradin returned to China, where they have met until now.

Roughly recounting the experience after the separation, Huang Shang introduced Sylvaras to Muradin and explained the situation of the Red Dragon Clan.

"Arthas actually knows about the Red Dragon's escape?"

The master brain in his arms listened carefully, and was suddenly startled, and for a while he couldn't figure out where the news had leaked, but Muradin's beard was scratched, and he was not very interested in those big lizards: "The attack of the orcs is very fierce, we are very short of manpower, and if we want to help the Red Dragon Clan, I am afraid it will be difficult to ......"

Sylvanas's face changed slightly, and he was about to say something, but Huang Shang showed an expression of understanding: "I understand, it's okay, it doesn't matter." ”

These three consecutive comforts made Muradin's head droop more and more, and he said with a red face: "But I can help you, Muradin Copperbeard, never disappoint your friends!" ”

"That's what I thought too!"

Huang Shang patted him on the shoulder, and was immediately relieved.

If you give a credit ranking to the various races, the dwarves and minotaurs are undoubtedly the first, a spit and a nail, and if you say it, it definitely counts, as long as you win their friendship and assurance, you are the most reliable allies.

After Muradin's agreement, he felt a little lost, looked at Huang Shang's tall physique, and rolled his eyes: "Arthas, I'll take you to Ironforge by car!" ”

Huang Shang felt bad, and just about to excuse himself, his leg was already pulled by Muradin: "Like a man, follow me!" ”

The two dragged and dragged until they came to the entrance of a tunnel, and saw the familiar track laid, on which were placed mobile tools that looked like go-karts.

The dwarves riding vultures were still flying high, and the rest of the dwarves were skilled in getting into the go-karts, and Muradin beckoned Huang Shang and Sylvanas to get into the exclusive car, but fortunately the dwarves were large enough, and the two of them did not feel any physical discomfort when they went in, but were quite relaxed.

But the next moment, the psychological discomfort came, and Muradin swore and promised: "I'll take you for a ride, don't worry, I'm an old driver!" Sit tight! ”

Not to mention that Huang Shang's face was wrong, Sylvanas, who was popular all day long, had a premonition that he would go through an ordeal.

"Yo-——!"

Sure enough, as soon as Muradin, he stepped on the accelerator, and suddenly there was a strong feeling of pushing back, which made the two of them lean back tactically, clinging to the seats, and then saw the tunnels on both sides retreat like lightning.

This kick soared directly to 200 yards, if it was a simple top speed reversal, the key was that the lane was not horizontal, one moment high, one moment low, like a roller coaster.

Huang Shang relied on the physique of the paladin, and he could still hold it, Sylvanas's chest rose and fell, and he barely pressed the purple potato he ate at noon back to his throat, and the main brain was subject to his body, dizzy, as if he had returned to the period of pregnancy, and he vomited out.

Muradin, however, was steady and marched towards the middle of the dwarven kingdom, poking out his head from time to time along the way, raising his thick arms and saying, "For Kazmodan!" ”

"For Kazmodan!"

Everywhere he passed, there were dwarves echoing it, and Huang Shang noticed that this tunnel extended in all directions, with many branches, extending to various underground trenches and pillboxes, and those dwarven soldiers were located underground, fighting with the orcs on the ground.

Tunnel Warfare, Hey, Tunnel Warfare!

The orcs only felt miserable.

The key is that every time the group of dwarves shoots a volley, due to the difference in height, they all aim at the orcs below the waist and above the thighs.

There are also powerful mortar units, manipulating dwarven gunners with ammunition on a dense number of orcs.

The lethality was quite amazing, and every explosion would explode a wave of bloody corpses, and even cut out several blank areas in the dense orc army.

The lethality of mortars is definitely not much weaker than magic, because in addition to the direct damage of shell explosions, there is also damage from shrapnel splashes.

The effect of dealing with flesh and blood like orcs is really good, after all, without the treatment of shamans, injury is actually equivalent to slow death.

The dwarves were very secretive, either revealing only the muzzle of the gun or only the muzzle of the cannon, and after a sudden volley, when the orcs charged, they disappeared, and some even blew up the entrance directly to prevent the orcs from pouring smoke.

Anyway, they can continue to dig effortlessly, and just wrestle with the orcs to death, and it is useless to press several times the force.

"It's no wonder that when the orcs were at their most powerful, they didn't attack the Iron Forge Fort, such an away battle is really uncomfortable."

It is very difficult for even the reincarnation to change this situation, and Huang Shang is relieved about the situation in the Dwarf Kingdom.

"Haha, Arthas, you're doing well, when you come back, we'll have a good night's drink!"

Seeing that the little prince had experienced the initial discomfort and quickly adapted to the shrimp catcher, Muradin showed admiration and laughter, and decided to take him to taste the wine.

Smoking, drinking, racing, burning your beard, satisfying the first three things, you are the dwarf's best friend!

"It's here!"

"Welcome to Ironforge!"

When the go-kart comes to a stop, the eyes suddenly open up.

Ironforge is an underground city located beneath the warm, dry mountains, in contrast to the icy snow of Kazmodan outside.

Because there is a huge river of lava that flows around the city, dozens of large and small furnaces are in full swing, working day and night.

And when Muradin, with Huang Shang and his entourage, officially entered the Iron Forge, there was a mighty and sturdy body by the melting pot in the center of the city, constantly wielding a sledgehammer and smashing a giant sword like a wood knife, sparks splashing everywhere, and the heat wave was pressing!

"All enemies will be reduced to ashes in the face of this weapon!"

"Its name is Ember Bringer!"

The forger is none other than Magni - King Copperbeard, the king of the dwarves is not dealing with state affairs, but forging in the oven, which looks very strange, but as the strongest forger of the Copperbeard clan, he thinks that forging this magic weapon is even more crucial.

One person and one soldier can often affect the direction of the battle!

At this moment, the hammer in McGni's hand slammed into the air, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Next to Magni stood a burgundy-bearded dwarf, wearing a large wide-brimmed hat and a huge pipe pinned to his waist, his voice full of energy and passion.

He is Brian Copperbeard, the youngest of the three Copperbeard brothers, an adventurer and archaeologist and the founder of the Explorers Guild.

This passionate and brave dwarf, for the sake of his beloved expedition, has traveled almost the entire continent, mapping the entire eastern kingdom, including the most remote corners and hidden areas.

Not only the surface, but also the understanding of the tunnels of various relics, Brian called the second, and no one dared to call it the first.

It was also Brian who brought back a strange crystal that led to the current artifact "Ember Bringer".

Now, as soon as the prototype of the weapon was made, the Dwarven King turned his head and said in a tone of destiny, "I feel a mysterious force guiding me, and the master of the Ashbringer has come to Ironforge!" ”

(End of chapter)