"Dagran Thaurissan, what are you doing here?"
The manager Exotus came to the front line in the light of the fire. He stared at Daglan, with no expression on his already ferocious face.
"The Dark Iron Dwarves will defeat the Firelord's enemies, Administrator," Daglan jumped down from the war sheep and looked directly into Exottus's eyes, "That's why we are here now."
"Ah, I understand. The Dark Iron Emperor wants to prove his strength," Exotus nodded repeatedly. He waved the elements to make way for the Dark Iron Dwarf's troops, "Then, go ahead, for The Fire Lord."
Daglan calmly turned around and mounted his mount, saying, "For the Firelord."
Exotus touched his chin and watched Daglan and the Dark Iron Dwarves under his command go away. The fire wizard Shathrall came to Exotus' side.
"Master Manager, just let him leave like this? With their small number of people, they are simply going to die. The strength of that group of mortals is beyond our imagination."
Exotus turned his head and glanced at Shaslar, and said slowly, "Of course he knows that he is going to die, do I still want to stop him?
His choice to take the initiative at this time shows that he no longer trusts the Fire Demon King, and there is no use keeping such a guy.
With so many Dark Iron dwarves, we could always find a new king. "
"What about the remaining Dark Iron Dwarves? If their king dies, there will definitely be big trouble - these guys are restless."
Exotus's smile became very weird, "Isn't that just right? Did we kill their king? Wasn't it the Alliance who killed Daglan?"
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"Alsace, look, the Dark Iron dwarves can't stand it any longer."
In the Alliance's front, Jaina was observing the battlefield with a magic telescope. Suddenly, she noticed an unusual force passing through the elemental creatures at extremely fast speeds and charging towards the Alliance's front.
"Can't you finally sit still?" Arthas saw the black iron dwarf in the army of elemental creatures at a glance.
Magni snorted twice, held the Fearbreaker in his hand, and walked directly towards the front line, "Let me meet this 'Dark Iron Emperor' and see what he is capable of."
Arthas did not stop Magni. The hatred between the Dark Iron Dwarves and the Bronzebeard Dwarves was deep in their blood. Magni would take the initiative to confront Daglan, but he could not stop him.
Moreover, Daglan's behavior has already revealed a lot of problems. The team he led has already left the position where elemental creatures can support them. It is not so much that they are here to charge into the battle, but rather to "send off".
"It seems that the other side doesn't have the same intentions. You are right, Arthas." Solas stood at a high point and watched Magni leading the elite dwarf cavalry to fight against Daglan, and he also smiled. "But this Black Iron King is a bit beyond my expectations."
"Do you think he is not like a king who can do such a thing?" Arthas asked.
Solas was stunned for a moment, seemingly not thinking about this question carefully.
"Having been enslaved by an irresistible force for centuries, it is indeed unbelievable that the Dark Iron Dwarves can still have such a king."
Solas explained his reason, "It should be said that he is so 'backbone', but it is something unusual."
"Maybe, but I think this may be what the Dark Iron Dwarves have buried deep in their bones. You may be right to say they are paranoid or stubborn, but it is not easy to completely control such a race. .”
Arthas shrugged, "In addition, the Fire Lord himself had no other means to control the Dark Iron Dwarves except to imprint the curse on their blood to prevent them from betraying them.
It would have been fine if Ragnaros could have allowed the Dark Iron dwarves to achieve their 'purpose', but they had been dormant in the Red Ridge Mountains for hundreds of years, with few products. In the end, they gained nothing and instead lost the city of Hodmar. . "
Arthas looked at the dark dome. On the upper level of the rock was the wonder built by the Dark Iron Dwarves. However, the city was eventually occupied by a group of orcs and black dragons.
The word ill-fated is definitely used to describe the Dark Iron Dwarves. They were first driven out of Ironforge, and then their new home in the Red Ridge Mountains was destroyed by the Firelord, and even the second one they built was destroyed. The city was also lost, and finally had to leave the surface and build the Darkhearth City underground.
After being forced to serve Ragnaros for so many years, what the Dark Iron dwarves gained most from the Firelord was not power, but fear.
And fear cannot rule a kingdom forever.
What's more, the Dark Iron Dwarves have their own civilization, their own pride, and they also have their own king. If they weren't trapped under Ragnaros, they would definitely be the ones who were the most vicious against the fire element.
Of course, not all Dark Iron dwarves are like this, but at least Daglan has not been brainwashed by Ragnaros, nor controlled by the cultists of the Twilight Hammer. This king at least knows very well that he is a dark man. Iron dwarves, not something else.
"Jaina, can you go and watch Magni on the battlefield?"
Arthas suddenly turned to his girlfriend. Jaina didn't react for a while. After a while, she replied, "Of course, but the Black Iron King doesn't seem to be a match for Magni. Is he afraid that the other party will have some back-ups?" ?”
Arthas shook his head, "No, I asked you to stop Magni a little, don't let him knock Daglan to death with a hammer. The value of keeping the king of the Dark Iron Dwarves alive may be more to us. big."
"Okay, I get it - I hope I can make it in time." Jaina nodded and teleported out of the command room.
"Hehe, Magni may have a fight with you later." Solas looked at Arthas and said teasingly.
"Whatever he wants, but Daglan is indeed better off alive. There is no difference between the dead Dark Iron King and any Dark Iron Dwarf."
——As expected by Solas and Arthas, when Magni returned to the command room, he strode up to Alsace, jumped up and was about to punch Alsace.
"You brat! My war hammer is going to crush Daglan's head!"
Of course, Magni's fist was dodged by Alsace, although he didn't use much strength. After all, he didn't really want to hit Alsace, but just used it to express his dissatisfaction.
Jaina followed in with a wry smile on her face. She had been scolded by Magni several times on the road, and it was hard for her to say anything because she had indeed intervened.
"Okay, calm down, Magni. If you want to knock the Dark Iron Dwarf's head off, there are still plenty of opportunities in this war, but Daglan only has one head. If you break it, I'll find it." There is no substitute.”
Magni puffed his beard and stared at Arthas, "You'd better come up with a reason to convince me, otherwise I'm going to go...to the prisoner of war camp and beat up Daglan!"
