After obtaining Haas's guarantee, Sarlayan's next actions will be given the green light to proceed smoothly.
"boom!"
As soon as Sarlayan left the coalition military camp outside Durnholde Castle, Jean, who was already impatient, ordered to start shelling the walls of Durnholde.
Quel'Thalas has begun using conical projectiles with arcane magic built into them.
This streamlined ammunition can fly farther after being accelerated by the rotation of the rifling, and after hitting an object, the mechanism in the shell will be triggered by the impact, allowing the built-in magic to burst out at once, causing a certain range of magic explosion damage.
In contrast, Kul Tiras' artillery technology has not yet developed to that point. They still use heavy solid round bullets and can only rely on the impact of the cannon to cause damage to objects.
Even so, with the advancement in the power of gunpowder, these volleys of solid bullets can also cause considerable damage to city walls.
When the battle around Durnholde Castle officially began, Sarlayan took off again and flew into the castle.
The mercenaries that Blackmore spent a lot of money to recruit, as well as the World War II veterans that Durnholde already had, focused all their attention on the enemies outside the city, and the defense inside the city was significantly weakened.
While swooping down from high altitude, Sarlayan accidentally saw a drunken middle-aged man in fine clothes on the top balcony of the lord's castle.
"That is……"
Slowing down his descent, Sarlayan hovered in mid-air and carefully observed the bearded man who fell at his feet.
[Blackmore? 】
[Probably, he finally gave up. 】
[The enemy has already reached the city, and the sound of the artillery salvo is so loud that it is impossible to pretend to be an ostrich. 】
[Leave it to him. When he was young, Blackmore's combat effectiveness was pretty good, but over the years, under the influence of alcohol and sex, 80% of his strength was not to advance but to retreat. It is impossible for his personal strength to cause any impact on the battlefield situation. What impact. 】
Blackmore looked drunk anyway, so Sarlayan boldly activated the Eagle Eye technique to observe his condition.
Sure enough, Blackmore's warrior level showed a strange number of 51 (45).
51 should represent his strength at his peak, while 54 represents the strength he can exert with his current physical fitness.
Sarlayan smiled disdainfully: "I'm willing to fall for you."
The subjects of Eagle Eye observation are usually very keenly aware that someone is watching them.
But Blackmore, whose nerves were numbed by alcohol, didn't react at all. He was still pacing back and forth on the balcony holding the bottle of wine.
When the Battle of Durnholde officially started, Thrall, as a gladiator, also received a call-up order as a matter of course.
But he ignored the arrogant official who came to report the news, and knocked him unconscious with a punch without warning.
Since Thrall had entered the orc shelter many times, the soldiers guarding the gate were already familiar with him.
Thrall easily sneaked into the shelter again on the pretext that the lord was trying to recruit orcs to join the war.
Under Thrall's call, the orcs who were still willing to fight set foot on the battlefield again after many years in order to gain freedom.
The orcs, who had completely rioted, knocked down the few remaining guards in the asylum with almost no obstacles. Under Thrall's guidance, they obtained the weapons they needed from the weapons arsenal of the asylum guards.
Just as the city fell into riots, Talesa, who was mentally prepared in advance, immediately realized that the time to escape Durnholde had come.
Early this morning, Talesa, who heard that the war was about to start, called Mr. and Mrs. Foxton, who were working in the castle, to her room on the grounds that she missed her parents.
Blackmore's other mistresses were dissatisfied with this, but with the war threatening Durnholde Castle about to begin, no one was in the mood to accuse Taretha of being cowardly.
Is Taresha timid?
Sarlayan didn't think so.
On the contrary, this kind-hearted human girl is brave and can do dangerous things for her family that she has never experienced before.
"Boom!"
Just as all the defenders, including Blackmore, were concentrating on resisting the enemy's attack, a violent explosion suddenly came from the southeast corner of Durnholde Castle.
Sarlayan, who was hovering over the castle, immediately noticed Thrall who was not far from the explosion site.
"Oh? Goblin explosives? Interesting."
Now that he has decided to escape from Durnholde as a test for Thrall, Sarlayan has no intention of intervening in his escape plan. Everything is left to Thrall himself to prepare. He only needs to protect the person who died here in the original history. of Talesa.
In order to prepare for the war that would happen sooner or later with the Kingdom of Alterac, Blackmore was sick and rushed to the hospital to purchase a lot of war materials, including a batch of high explosives sold to him by goblin profiteers at a high price.
Facts have proved that the power of these explosives is sufficient, but their stability is worrying.
According to the instructions given by the goblin merchant, these high explosives should explode within 10-15 seconds after lighting the fuse.
But when Blackmore sent someone to conduct the test, the unlucky tester had not had time to evacuate. The flames burned out the fuse within 2 seconds, directly blowing the tester into a ball of minced meat.
Blackmore was also a military-general nobleman who came down from the battlefield, and he had seen many dead people.
But it was the first time for Blackmore to see such an off-putting and tragic scene, and he almost vomited out all the breakfast he had eaten not long ago.
Witnessing the shocking effects of goblin technology with his own eyes, Blackmore did not dare to use these dangerous defective products anymore, and threw all the high explosives into the warehouse and shelved them.
Blackmore did not dare to use it because he felt sorry for his own soldiers. He just wanted to prevent the explosives that exploded in the city from damaging the city wall. Thrall and the orcs did not take this into consideration.
Speaking of engineering products made by goblins...how to put it, Sarlayan felt that people with better luck were better suited to use them.
To explode or not to explode, this is a question of probability.
The orc Thrall sent to light the fuse was lucky. The fuse strictly followed the instructions and detonated the explosive 12 seconds after it was lit.
Although there are always all kinds of weird surprises in things made by goblins, if these products can work properly, the effect is usually not compromised.
High explosives are high explosives. Five explosive packages detonated in parallel, blasting a large gap in the city wall at the southeast corner of Durnholde at once.
Thrall was also a little worried about goblin technology. Seeing that the city wall was successfully blown open, he breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed his ax and stood up to give orders.
"Come on! The freedom you want lies ahead! But escaping from Durnholde Castle is only the first step, let's move! Everyone breaks up and heads to the meeting point!"
One of the orc veterans with a relatively calm temperament took a deep look at Thrall: "What about you? Young compatriot?"
Sal grinned: "I have other things to do, don't worry about me, I will arrive on time."
At the same time, Talesa, who had just arrived at the entrance of Blackmoor Castle, encountered some trouble.
The guards remaining at the castle still strictly abided by Blackmore's orders and refused to let the Folkston family go on the grounds that it was not safe outside.
Just as Talesa was anxiously trying to convince the guards, a big dark purple bird suddenly fell from the sky, flapped its wings and created a whirlwind, sucking in all the guards at the castle entrance.
The whirlwind like a drum washing machine quickly knocked out the guards. Sarlayan dispersed the spell in time and landed on the low wall next to Talesa who looked surprised.
Sarlayan tilted his head and said eloquently to Talesa and the three of them: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you rush to the agreed meeting place? Thrall has already blown up the city wall, and it will happen soon. Came to pick you up."
"Uh-huh?"
Hearing Sarlayan's familiar voice, Talesa subconsciously nodded in agreement. Then she suddenly realized something was wrong and stared at Sarlayan, who was still in the form of Storm Crow, looking back and forth in astonishment.
"You... can change into a bird?"
Sarlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "Silly girl! Is now the time to care about such things? Leave quickly!"
"Oh! Okay."
Taresa, who had lost her focus, came to her senses. She turned to the Foxtons who were also surprised and said, "Mom, Dad, come with me. Sal should be waiting for us."
Just as Talesa was about to take her parents on the move, a loud and angry shout suddenly came from the top of the castle.
"Traitor...traitor!"
"Boom~"
A relatively tall figure jumped down from the top using a heroic leap.
Although his feet almost slipped, he finally managed to regain his footing on the ground with the force of gravity, and stood in front of Talesa who looked frightened.
Taresha subconsciously opened her arms to block her elderly parents, and whispered to Sarlayan with trembling lips: "He...he is the lord, Edras Blackmore."
"Ok, I know."
Sarlayan lowered his eyelids helplessly: "It really won't be that smooth... But looking at him like this, it won't be too difficult."
