[We come from the mountains, we come from the earth]

[We have a war hammer in our hands and are in armor]

[Fight, dwarf, fight, for survival, for revenge!]

[Reclaim the long-lost glory, reclaim our territory, reclaim our fortresses and bunkers]

[The fire is blazing, the steel is being reforged, fight, dwarves, and reclaim our lost glory!]

[In the name of the ancestors, kill all the greenskins!]

[Kill all the greenskins!]

The Overwatch Fort is surrounded by the Greenskins, and Rhodes, far away at Blackhammer Castle, is organizing a true combined army to support the largest castle in the North.

For several days, armies from all over the world continued to gather at Blackhammer Fort. The first to respond to Rhodes' call were the dwarven forces of Dulong City. They were few in number, only a few hundred, but their morale was high, and they sang in unison in the tavern, bound to slay the greenskins and reclaim the glory that belonged to the dwarves. Rhodes had planned to let them stay at the castle, but it seemed impossible. These dwarves have been invaded by the greenskins, and the hatred in their bones makes them not sit in the castle and wait to be attacked, they have to take the initiative to attack, and they can kill one more greenskin. It's just that in Rod's plan, this trip to Fort Watch to relieve the siege is not to fight a decisive battle with the Greenskins, on the contrary, it is a guerrilla ...... The dwarf has short legs, and when the time comes, he will not be able to keep up with the large army, and Rod has no bottom in his heart. But in short, the more the merrier. Iron Sheet is not an ordinary person, and to fight him, you must gather all the strength you can gather.

Arriving later was the Ugol cavalry regiment led by Palunbel, which was also small in number, about a thousand men. However, in Rod's plan, these light cavalry on horseback were the key to the whole battle. Even the core. After all, in guerrilla tactics, it is the cavalry unit that takes the lead in harassing the green skins and luring them out.

Palumbel looked in good spirits, with his trademark Ranger bow behind his back, a sharp cavalry battle axe hanging from his waist, and even with his gray hair, his body was still as strong as those young lads. However, in a conversation with Palumbel last night, Rhodes knew that Palunbel, the leader of the Ugor cavalry, was as worried about the sudden appearance of the huge green-skinned army as he was. With Kislev's current strength, the Greenskins are almost invincible, otherwise the Queen wouldn't have risked a wide-range blizzard to stop the Greenskins.

The last to arrive were the troops of Ice Castle. Baron Edmund has moved out of his family - five hundred Great Wall Rangers. According to the guards, there are only a hundred soldiers left in the castle to guard it, and if there are beastmen or werewolves during this period, the castle will probably not be able to hold it.

Feeling a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, Rhodes did not dare to be sloppy. Three thousand soldiers from all over the North stood in the town square of Blackhammer Fort, about to leave for the Watchtower.

Unlike the previous times, this time, there was no proud smile on Rod's face, and there was no trace of cynical pride. He just stood silently in front of the crowd, and it took half a day to squeeze out some difficult words from the depths of his throat-

"This is an incomparably large, incomparably brutal orc army, this is a bloodthirsty and outrageous orc army. They have destroyed no less than three human castles in the South. It's human beings who are afraid, however, it shouldn't be a reason for us to shut up. Otherwise, once the Watch Fort falls, so will the North. ”

"Brothers, this world needs heroes, and you, everyone is a hero, dare to participate in this battle, dare to stand in front of 100,000 green-skinned orcs, you are heroes. The world needs us to protect it, brothers, we have given much, much, however, we must firmly believe that the gods are watching everything we do. "Think again

"Brothers, no matter how difficult the road ahead may be. You just have to believe that Rod Lawn will be with you. No matter how powerful the enemy is, the gods are with us!"

"Roar like Urson, the god of fire, as passionate as Hada, the god of fire, and as fierce as Thor, the god of thunder. Brothers, there are not many of us, however, believe me, only we can save the North. Only we can influence the tide of battle. Lure the greenskins out, follow me, and lead these beasts where they should go!

Standing on the podium on the stone pier, Rhodes clenched his hands into a fist, trying to boost morale.

Roar...... Roar...... Roar......

In the square, the deafening cheers of the crowd once again rang out......

......

Watchman.

The fireplace was cold, and even though the servants lit all the charcoal, Cyril still couldn't feel the warmth. He knelt in front of the statues of the gods and prayed to them as hard as he could, hoping that the bear god would give him courage, the fire god would give him hope, and the thunder god would give him strength, but the gods would not respond to him when he knelt in the room for hours. They just looked at the poor lord on the floor in one posture, one in one look, without the slightest trace of pity.

Cyril began to be dissatisfied, and even annoyed. Why? Why is all this? Why do the gods look at a little, little-known lord, not him? He is the king of the North, he is the leader of the North. However, there were no miracles on him. And that Rhodes has a strong body like a bear god, and has the power to dance thunder and lightning freely. Why is all this?Even when the orc army is besieging the castle, are the gods of order still unwilling to bless?Cyril's restless heart makes him angry.

He began to spit on the gods...... He began to ......

"Lord Lord, orc...... The orcs have already broken through the outer city, and they are about to storm the inner city!"

The captain of the front-line guards ran in with a bloodstained face and reported. Cyril knew that he was supposed to be in command of the battle, and if the lord didn't show up, how could the soldiers below have morale at all?, but he was equally afraid, and he was just as afraid of this bloodthirsty army of greenskins, as a mortal. So, he ran to the statues of the gods and goddesses, hoping that they would give him courage, give him the courage to face the darkness. But no, the gods gave up on him and gave up the Watchtower......

Cyril rose from the cold floor and reached out to remove the sword from the wall. Cornered, there is no way back.

"Order the reserves to go up the walls and defend the inner city!"

The Lord of the Watch Castle gave a second command, and then, under the eager gaze of the crowd, Cyril stepped out of his room, the sword of the Oath reflecting the white sunlight outside. As the "Guardian of the North, the High Lord of the Watch Fortress", he had to go to the battlefield himself.

On the front line, the roar of the greenskins resounded through the sky......