Section XVII Inquiries

In the middle of the dwarven camp, there is a small, sturdy structure. Unlike other temporary barracks, this building is reinforced with steel throughout, which is very important. In addition, a team of fully armed and vigilant guards is in charge of guarding the area.

It was the morning, and the warm winter sun was very comfortable. A small group of rangers patrolled around the small building, and they soon spotted several dwarves approaching this direction.

"Stop, don't approach ...... here," a ranger stepped forward to warn the uninvited guests, but he quickly recognized who they were. "Ah, Master! It's you!"

Although Ashrufat was a general, most dwarves still valued his title of "Grand Forge" and called him "Master" (which is also normal, dwarves always prefer the highest of many titles). The General is only a temporary appointment of the High King, and the Great Foundry is the true title of Ashrufat). Today, the Avengers have largely agreed with this name. The other great foundries are generally followed by their names with the master, and if they don't call their names, they are called "masters", which refers specifically to Ashrufat.

"There's nothing suspicious here, is it? Greenskins are cunning!" Ashrufat asked.

"Absolutely not," the Ranger assured. "There are so many of us on guard, and every other bag of cigarettes, we will definitely check their shackles. I'm sure everything is within normal limits. He paused and added. "We also try to get rid of the young people who are curious, so that they don't do something impulsive. ”

"Good, I'm going in. Ashrufat said. So the ranger hurried to the door of the building and opened it for him. Inside the door were also guarded by two Broken Iron Warriors. Like all idle dwarves, they are smoking and drinking. After seeing Ashrufat, the two Broken Iron Warriors immediately stood up and saluted.

"How's the captives doing?" asked Ashrufat, motioning for the Hammer Warrior to close the door. He had captured a number of goblins in previous battles - there was no such thing as a "captive" in normal warfare between the Dwarves and the Greenskins. The hatred between the two races has reached the point where they don't share each other. A dwarf in Greenskin's hands will surely become a pile of roast meat over a campfire - or even not at all. The fate of the greenskins in the hands of the dwarves is a little better: they will be greeted with a straightforward axe or a hammer, thanks to the dwarves' lack of patience.

But in this war, through various efforts, Ashrufat finally managed to capture a few prisoners. Of course, these captives were goblins. Orcs are too fierce on the one hand, too stupid to even be captives, and the snot spirits really don't have much intelligence to speak of. Only the goblins are the valuable captives of the greenskins. Even among the green skins, there is such a perception.

Ashrufat used to be a green-skinned boss, so he knew that well. In the Greenskins' civil war, the victors will not take orcs as prisoners. If the defeated orcs fail to escape, they will definitely be chopped up directly, and the goblins and snot spirits can stay as slaves.

"None of them died!" reported an ironbreaker. The tone of his voice made it clear that this situation was not what he expected.

"Very good, bring one over. Ashrufat said. "I'm going to ask him well. ”

After a short while, a green skin was brought. The dwarves, of course, would not give the goblins any chance to escape, and the captives were handcuffed and shackled on their hands and feet. Two iron-shattering warriors, one on the left and one on the right, hung the unlucky green skin on the "Ya"-shaped execution stake on the side.

The goblin's eyes widened, looking left and right in terror. Ashrufat has put a lot of scaring things in this room. Saws, iron hooks, butcher knives, pointed stakes, awls...... And so on and so forth, all of which are torture instruments that allow goblins to see how to use them at a glance.

Goblins are the most cunning and intelligent of the Greenskins, but they are not the bravest. If the greenskins on the battlefield were the first to flee, it would have been the goblins—because the fierce nature of the orcs allowed them to keep fighting, and the stupidity of the snot spirits made them not know how to retreat. Anyway, Ashruphat immediately saw the kind of fear he hoped for in the goblin's expression and in his eyes.

"I ask you, what's your name!" Ashrufat asked in Greenskin.

"Naggar......" The goblin was startled. The dwarves have a fine tradition of learning the language of their enemies. So it's not surprising for a dwarf to speak the Green Papers. What really scared the goblins was the way the dwarf spoke - there were many differences in the green language, such as orcs and goblins. Although they speak the same language, they are very different in details. The way the dwarves spoke, the way the bosses spoke.

"Okay, you waste wood! I want to know what kind of boss there is in this area of the Langdao Peninsula?" Ashrufat asked fiercely with the momentum of the blood banner boss back then. "If you dare to tell a half-word lie, I'll just chop you up and feed it to Scroog!"

He suddenly realized that he didn't have a Scrooge. He's now a dwarven general, not a greenskinned boss. Fortunately, neither the dwarves around nor the goblins in front of them noticed the loophole in Eshurufat's words.

The threatened goblins were quick to tell them everything they knew.

"So, there are a lot of bosses in the mountains around here...... The most powerful is the Ironhide Boss?" Ashrufat asked. Nago nodded desperately.

According to this goblin, there are "many, many" bosses throughout the peninsula. This is normal, just one hundred and eighty good green skins can have a "boss". However, Ashrufat knew that among the orcs, although the so-called "boss" is a general term, it is also divided into grades internally. Ordinary small tribal bosses are just "bosses", and although the bosses of larger tribes are also called "bosses" by their subordinates, they have the nickname of "war boss" or "war boss". The most powerful bosses hold the title of "War Commander". There is generally only one war commander in a region, and the boss with this title is basically the boss with the most power, and the other bosses have to bow their heads obediently in front of him.

This kind of title is an honorific title, which is not deliberately pursued or self-appointed, but naturally obtained by the green-skinned boss in the process of rising and growing.

If Ashrufat is not mistaken, the peninsula has just produced a war commander. If the Avengers don't arrive, then in a few moments, the war commander will lead his vast horde and launch a great Waaaagh against the dwarven lands.

In a word, the Avengers didn't pick the right time. At this moment, it is the time when the green skin of the peninsula is at its strongest. If Ashrufat had delayed for a while, waiting for the defeat of Waaaagh before sending troops, there would have been no such trouble.

"How many boys does Boss Tin have?" asked Ashrufat.

"A lot...... Many, many ...... I can't count too many. Nagar replied.

It's not that he's lying, it's that the greenskins are a race that doesn't have a very detailed concept of numbers. But fortunately, Ashrufat used to be a green-skinned boss, so he knew very well that this kind of "uncountable" meant that the iron-skinned boss had more than 40,000 troops, and after considering other factors, it can be estimated that the iron-skinned boss's strength should be around 60,000, not more than 70,000. This force includes goblins and orcs, but does not include snots, scrooggs, boars, wolves, and giant spiders.

No more, no less, exactly ten times the size of the Avengers.

As long as you are a general, you understand what it means to have ten times the number of troops. Even Ashruphat couldn't help but groan.

"Master, what are you worried about?" said Carrie in her mind. "There's nothing to be afraid of, according to our plan, using my strength, even if we only have one-tenth of our troops, it's very easy to deal with those green skins. ”

Ashrufat groaned. This was the first time Carrie offered to go to war. In the past, although Carrie said that she gave him a lot of advice and advice, and also showed superb ability in internal affairs and logistics, she never put forward the request of "war command". Even in the most sinister battle of Purple Stone, Carrie did not give him any special help in terms of actual command on the battlefield.

But this time, Carrie not only came up with a battle plan, but also offered to help Ashrufat take command of the battle.

"Don't you believe in my abilities?" asked Carrie again.

"No...... I'm just ......" Ashrufat thought for a moment. It must be said that the battle plan proposed to him by Carrie was like opening a door and showing him a whole new world. It turns out that the war can still be fought like this!

"Create a battlefield suitable for the dwarves here, and annihilate the most powerful greenskin army. Carrie continued. "Once that's done, it's just a matter of time. The other Greenskin tribes will not be able to form an overwhelming numerical advantage over our army once again. As long as we can choose a good terrain and give full play to the superiority of our army's long-range firepower, we will certainly be able to smoothly clear the green skin of the entire peninsula. ”

Eshufa nodded, if he could annihilate the largest green-skinned army, then there would probably not be much of a fierce battle left. After defeating this boss, the number of remaining greenskins is only seventy or eighty thousand at most, and in such a short period of time, it is unlikely that there will be a second war commander who will unite all the tribes into one large army.

As every student of a military academy learns in the first lesson, a dispersed army and a massed army are not at all the same concept.

Ashrufat took a large, sharp axe from the hand of an iron-crushing warrior. The axe had been carried on the back of the Iron Breaker before.

"Wait!" Nagg immediately understood what the other party was trying to do, and he let out a desperate cry. "You said you wouldn't kill me!"

"Did I say that?" asked Ashrufat.

"Yes, you said that! As long as I tell you everything, you won't kill me!"

Ashruphat looked at the axe in his hand, and then at the greenskin in front of him. Then he noticed that several of the Hammer Warriors around him, as well as the Iron Breaker Warrior as a guard, were also watching him. Regardless of these Iron Breakers, his Hammer Warrior Guard was all lent to him by the High King, each of whom was experienced in a hundred battles and had a long beard. It would be normal if a few of them could understand the green language.

"Well, I said that. I will keep my promise," Ashorufar replied. "So I'm not going to kill you. He handed the axe to one of the Hammer Warriors beside him—not casually, but with a very clear and solemn attitude, he placed the axe into the Hammer Warrior's hand, and at the same time pointed at Nagar and made a chopping gesture.

After doing this, he motioned for the other Hammer Warriors to leave with him. The moment he turned around, he heard Nagar's desperate cry.

"What about the rest of the goblins?" asked one of the Hammerhammer warriors.

"Keep it, they have other uses. Ashrufat replied.