"Your Majesty! I have your letter!" The dwarf guard held a beautiful letter and hurriedly ran into the center of the big forge on his two short legs.
When Magni heard this cry, his hand holding the forging hammer shook, and he almost broke the sword embryo of the long sword he was forging into two pieces.
"Iron Finger! You idiot, who asked you to come here with a letter!" Magni scolded the guard with a glaring look at his beard. He snatched the envelope from Iron Finger's hand and took two steps at a time. Walked out of the core area of the forge.
As expected, the high temperature had caused the corners of the delicate envelope to become scorched and curled. If Magni had moved slower, it might have turned into a piece of waste paper.
"Ah, Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I forgot that the letter will burn." The guard touched the back of his head and smiled innocently.
"Okay, you idiot, go back to your post. Next time you do this, I will kick your ass." Magni dismissed his guard angrily. He slowly took the letter and revealed it. Open the wax seal on top.
But as he read it, Magni's expression changed. The wax seal of the letter showed that it was sent by the royal family of Lordaeron, but the credible content was handwritten by his brother Brian.
The letter wrote that the dwarves of Gnomeregan should have been threatened by some kind of threat. Their city and race were facing very serious dangers. As for the specific reasons, Brian did not make it clear. His handwriting was very illegible, and it seemed that I wrote this letter in a hurry,
If Magni remembers correctly, that bastard Brian should have gone to Kalimdor to explore, and it is impossible for him to misidentify his own brother's handwriting, let alone that this letter was sent from Lordaeron. Come.
After returning to the throne of Ironforge, Magni put down the letter in his hand and asked Senator Balin who was on the side of the throne, "Is there any news about Gnomeregan recently?"
"News from Gnomeregan?" Balin was stunned when his king suddenly asked him, "Everything is as usual, His Majesty the King."
"Everything is as usual, that is to say, there is no special news coming from them?" Magni frowned. Although the dwarfs are friends with the dwarves, these little guys are often indulged in inventions and creations and lose contact. Not too strange.
"Yes, Your Majesty, do you have any news to convey? We can send out the best goat riders and reach Gnomeregan tonight."
Magni pondered for a moment. Although Brian had a somewhat out-of-the-box personality, he never joked about big issues, so he must have discovered something. The dwarfs may be experiencing or about to face a huge threat.
"Send out your best cavalry and bring communication devices. It's best to be able to send out the message when he arrives."
Although Balin was surprised by the king's decision, he still followed the instructions, but he reminded him, "Your Majesty the King, the communication device invented by the dwarf is cumbersome and will affect the speed of the rider."
"That's faster than running back and forth! It's best to reply to me before noon tomorrow!" Magni pinched the letter in his hand. He glanced at the Lordaeron wax seal on the envelope and suddenly thought, this letter is It was sent from Lordaeron. Maybe there will be news from Arthas who has acted with Brian.
"By the way, call me a mage who can contact Lordaeron. I have something to ask!"
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"Gelbin, we have no other choice but this!"
Themaplugg, the chief advisor of Mekkatorque, the great craftsman, was arguing with the great craftsman himself, "Look at our city, although it is efficient and precise, we cannot put large war machines into the city. !
Without those big guys, how could we resist the monsters pouring into the bottom of our city like a tide? !
Is it with security robots? Or those machine guns? Come on, Mekkatorque, you and I both know that those things are useless against a large-scale attack! "
"No, Magniel! Absolutely not, at least not now. We still have many compatriots fighting or fleeing at the bottom of the city. If the radiation tank is used at this time, they will all die!"
Thermaplugg was a little angry, "Okay, then just drown yourself in the illusion that they can hold back those monsters! You are just a non-flexible, complete idiot! Even if you transfer back the troops to support the alliance, so what? Like? Without our heavy weapons, it’s impossible for us to stop those monsters!”
The consultant dropped the wrench in his hand, and the sound of the collision with the floor resounded throughout the entire Artisan Council Hall. Mekkatorque picked up Thermaplugg's wrench with a complicated expression and watched his most trusted consultant leave. Go back.
The button to open the emergency radiation tank is in Mekkatorque's hand, but he believes that it is not yet time to use this device that can damage the enemy by a thousand and damage itself by eight hundred.
That thing was not designed to be used as a weapon! It was originally just a device used by dwarves to store waste materials, but now, it's almost time to even open this polluting device.
"Great Craftsman, how long will we continue to send people to support the lower levels?" Master Craftsman Overback walked to Mekkatorque's side and asked with some uncertainty.
For some unknown reason, those troggs suddenly poured into the dwarfs' city of miracles from underground. At first, the dwarfs thought it was just underground creatures that accidentally dug through the mountains, so they only sent a small number of manpower. Go and seal the cave entrance and destroy those savage and dark creatures.
But as time went by, the number of troggs pouring into the caves of Gnomeregan not only did not decrease, but continued to increase. When the dwarfs realized this, it was too late to save them. The troggs were densely packed, one after another. The earth jumped out of the cave and began to wreak havoc on the dwarf city and massacre its residents.
Many people died during the first invasion, and Gnomeregan also began to send more people to the bottom. However, the number of troggs increased beyond their imagination. Their number seemed endless, and they continued to grow from Welling out of the ground.
The dwarfs felt great pressure instantly. They had to withdraw the troops that were originally intended to support the alliance, and they did not explain the reason to the alliance.
Because they know that their allies must fight against the Burning Legion wholeheartedly at this time, and they cannot drag down the entire alliance because of their own reasons.
The gnomes made huge sacrifices without everyone knowing, but this still failed to stop the troggs. Now half of Gnomeregan has almost fallen, and the dwarf soldiers and citizens have been attacked by the troggs. The frenzy is divided into various parts of the city, which is why Mekkatorque disagrees with the use of radiation tanks.
Once the water tank is opened, deadly radioactive waste will leak from it. Even if it hits the troggs, the residents and soldiers in the city will not be able to escape the radiation. They will surely die in this catastrophe.
In fact, the best time to use the radiation tank has even been missed. Because of the Trogg's offensive, more people are trapped in the city every moment, but Mekkatorque got a message, which allowed He has been unable to press the big red button in his hand!
