fort.

Among them, the Wildhammer dwarves tamed the gryphon, and the other Dark Iron dwarves were tamed by the Fire Lord Laglaros.

Originally, the Wildhammer dwarves and the Bronzebeard dwarves were hostile to each other, but at this moment, a group of Bronzebeard dwarves rode majestically on griffins and landed in front of them. The leader jumped off the back of the griffin vigorously, fully armed.

His piercing eyes were cast on Huang Shang, and he was suddenly startled: "You idiot, is that you?"

Huang Shang raised his eyebrows: "Muradin? I am Alsace, Alsace!"

"Hahaha! I knew it was you. You've grown into a handsome young man. We haven't seen you for more than two years!"

Hearty laughter burst out from the mouth of the dwarf leader, and Muradin's stocky body strode forward. Huang Shang hurriedly knelt down, as if hugging his son, and patted Muradin on the shoulder, making him stagger.

Let you call me a fool, let you call me!

They are indeed old friends. As the younger brother of the dwarf king, Muradin Bronzebeard once served as the ambassador to Lordaeron and lived in the royal city.

This man is a living treasure. From beer and pastries to national events, he always has an optimistic yet serious attitude and is deeply loved by everyone.

However, after the orcs attacked the dwarf kingdom, Muradin returned to his country and we still meet him now.

After roughly recounting their experiences after the separation, Huang Shang introduced Sylvaras to Muradin and explained the situation of the red dragon clan.

"Alsace actually knew about the red dragon's escape?"

The mastermind in his arms listened carefully and was shocked. He couldn't figure out where the news was leaked for a while. Instead, Muradin scratched his beard and was not very interested in those big lizards: "The orcs' attack is very fierce. Our

There is a shortage of manpower, so it may be difficult to assist the Red Dragon Clan..."

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

These three consecutive words of comfort made Muradin lower his head further and said with a blushing face: "But I can help you, Muradin Bronzebeard, never lets his friends down!"

"I thought so too!"

Huang Shang patted his shoulder and felt relieved immediately.

If we were to rank the trustworthiness of various races, dwarves and tauren would undoubtedly be number one. Every word counts and every word counts. As long as you win their friendship and guarantee, you will be the most reliable ally.

After Muradin agreed, he felt a little disappointed. He looked at Huang Shang's tall physique and rolled his eyes: "Alsace, I will take you to Ironforge by car!"

Huang Shang felt bad. Just as he was about to refuse, Muradin pulled his leg: "Like a man, follow me!"

The two dragged and dragged to the entrance of a tunnel, where they saw a familiar track laid with mobile tools that looked like go-karts placed on it.

The dwarf riding the vulture was still flying high, and the other dwarves sat on the kart skillfully. Muradin called Huang Shang and Sylvanas to get into the exclusive car. Fortunately, the dwarf chassis was big enough, and the two of them did not feel any physical discomfort when they entered.

Quite loose.

But the next moment, psychological discomfort came, and Muradin vowed: "I will take you for a ride. Don't worry, I am an experienced driver! Sit tight!"

Not to mention Huang Shang's expression was not right, Sylvanas, who had been popular all day long, had a premonition that she was about to experience a hardship.

"Yo-hoo-!"

Sure enough, as soon as Muradin stepped on the accelerator, there was a strong pushing feeling on the back, making the two of them fall back tactically, clinging tightly to the seats, and then they saw the tunnels on both sides retreating like lightning.

This kick directly went up to two hundred yards. If it was just a pure top speed, it would be fine. The key is that the lane is not level. It is high and low at one time, just like a roller coaster.

Huang Shang could still hold on thanks to the physique of a paladin. Sylvanas's chest rose and fell, and she could barely press the purple sweet potato she had eaten for lunch back into her throat. The mastermind's soul was controlled by his body, and he was dizzy, as if he was pregnant again.

During this period, I suddenly vomited it out.

Muradin, on the other hand, was steady and marched towards the middle of the dwarf kingdom. Along the way, he poked his head out from time to time, raised his thick arms and said, "For Khaz Modan!"

"For Khaz Modan!"

Everywhere he passed, there were dwarves echoing him. Huang Shang noticed that this tunnel extended in all directions and had many branches, extending to various underground trenches and bunkers. The dwarf soldiers were located underground, fighting with the orcs on the ground.

Tunnel battle, hey, tunnel battle!

The orcs just felt miserable.

The key point is that every volley fired by the group of dwarves, due to the height difference, is aimed at the orcs below the waist and above the thighs, which is extremely inhumane.

There are also powerful mortar units, controlled by dwarf gunners, pouring ammunition into the densely packed orcs.

The lethality is quite astonishing. Every blast and muffled sound will explode into a spray of blood and body parts, even cutting out several blank areas in the densely packed orc army.

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

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

The actions of the dwarves were very secretive, either with only the muzzle of the gun exposed, or only the muzzle of the cannon exposed. After a sudden volley, they disappeared when the orcs charged. Some even blew up the entrance directly to prevent the orcs from flooding.

Fill with smoke.

Anyway, they can continue to dig without any trouble and just fight the orcs until they die, even with multiple times of their troops pressed up to no avail.

"No wonder the orcs didn't attack Ironforge when they were at their strongest. Such an away battle is really uncomfortable."

Even if it is difficult for the reincarnators to change this situation, Huang Shang is relieved about the situation in the dwarf kingdom.

"Haha, Alsace, you are good. When you come back, we will have a good night of drinking!"

Seeing that the little prince quickly adapted to the shrimping business after experiencing the initial discomfort, Muradin showed admiration and joy and decided to take him to taste the wine.

Smoking, drinking, racing, and perming your beard, if you satisfy the first three, you will be a good friend of the dwarf!

"arrive!"

"Welcome to Ironforge!"

When the go-kart suddenly stopped, the vision suddenly opened up.

Ironforge is an underground city located under the warm and dry mountains, which is completely opposite to the ice and snow of Khaz Modan outside.

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

When Muradin led Huang Shang and his entourage to formally enter Ironforge, there was a mighty and short body standing beside the large furnace in the center of the city, constantly wielding a sledgehammer and forging a huge sword like a hatchet.

Sparks are flying and the heat wave is overwhelming!

"All enemies will turn into ashes in front of this weapon!"

"Its name is Ashbringer!"

The forger is none other than King Magni Bronzebeard. This dwarf king is not dealing with national affairs, but forging in the oven. It seems very strange, but as the strongest blacksmith of the Bronzebeard clan, he thinks that forging

It is even more critical to produce this magical weapon.

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

At this moment, the hammer in Magni's hand suddenly stopped, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Next to Magni stood a dwarf with a burgundy beard, wearing a big wide-brimmed hat and a huge pipe on his waist. His voice was full of energy and passion.

He is the youngest of the three Bronzebeard brothers, Brian-Bronzebeard, an adventurer and archaeologist, and the founder of the Explorers Association.

This passionate and brave dwarf, for his beloved exploration career, traveled almost all over the continent and drew a map of the entire Eastern Kingdom, including the most remote corners and hidden areas.

Not only on the surface of the earth, but also in terms of understanding of various ruins and tunnels, Brian was ranked second, and no one dared to be ranked first.

It was also the strange crystal brought back by Brian that gave rise to the current artifact "Ashbringer".
Chapter completed!