The dwarves present were all well-trained elites. They quickly formed a dense formation. Brother Gnom and his hammer guards formed the front line. The Iron Breaker Warriors protected Snorri and the Iron Dragon Gunners in the middle. .
The dwarves sprinted at full speed with their short legs, and soon they heard the harsh sound of sharp weapons scratching on steel and the indistinct strange screams of "squeak, squeak" coming from the side road.
"Skaven!" All the dwarves reacted, and Snorri's hand couldn't help but tighten the warhammer in his hand.
"Suffer death! Dirty rats! Hold on to my people! Here comes Gnom, the Skullcrusher!" Brother Gnom roared angrily, and rushed into the aisle with his war hammer in both hands.
The narrow aisle was a bit crowded, and Snorri, who was under heavy protection, waited for a long time before squeezing in.
He stood on tiptoes and looked hard, and saw Brother Gnom communicating with a group of iron-breaking warriors. Lying on the ground were a pile of naked corpses.
Snorri pushed his way to the front, "What happened?"
"A bunch of slave rats appeared out of nowhere! They were almost killed by the patrolling brothers when I rushed in! The garbage in the hands of these things can't even leave a mark on the meteorite armor! It’s all in vain that I shouted so loudly!” Gnom shouted.
The corpses lying on the ground are all slave rats. As the name suggests, they are the lowest level of Skaven society.
Slave rats do all the menial work, from mining, digging tunnels, to producing food - of course, when the clan's food reserves are low, the slave rats themselves may become food for the clan.
Most slave rats are born slaves. They are at the bottom of society due to their low bloodline or physical disability. At the same time, the rats are also happy to beat the captured clan rats of the losing side into slaves in the endless internecine war, so that the number of slave rats grows day by day.
On the battlefield they are often driven into cannon fodder for enemy ranged units, and can wear down the enemy in sheer numbers if they can withstand the blows.
As real consumables, they only have broken spears and rusted blades, and braver human farmers can deal with a few at a time.
"Why did you just hear the sound of weapons clashing and the cries of rats? It also startled me. I thought for a while that the situation of the tribe was not good!" Snorri asked strangely.
"Ha! Mustache just doesn't understand anything!" The leader of this team of Iron-Smashing Warriors spoke, his voice sounding a little dull under the mask.
"Underground, small sounds can travel far. If we shout loudly, there is a high probability that we will attract more enemies instead of our compatriots! The first rule of the Iron Breaker Warriors is to remain silent in battle. !”
Snorri nodded upon hearing this, his knowledge and experience grew in this process.
"If there's nothing else, let's go on our own! We have to continue patrolling. I will report the presence of rats in the leyline network after this mission is over!" The iron-shattering captain's temper is like a stone in the mountains. He was so tough that even when faced with two supreme princes, he still chose to stick to his duties.
Out of respect for these veterans, Snorri and his party gave way to the passage and watched them go away.
Returning to the carriage, the brothers were relieved to see that everything was as usual, and the team set off again. But after this episode, Snorri noticed that everyone was almost nervous.
"Brother, don't ever think that rats are such bad things! The mountain fortresses that have been captured by rats over the years need not be lost to our old rivals, the greenskins. What you encounter in the future cannot be taken lightly! Black Hair Be careful with the mice, especially the gray-haired ones, they have the ability to cast spells!"
With the memory of the game in his previous life, Snorri knew that in addition to these rat people, there were also disgusting giant beasts and rat technology that was fatal to both the enemy and himself.
In his eyes. The Skaven are a more difficult enemy to deal with than the greenskins above the waaagh who only know how to move around.
The team advanced rapidly in the darkness of the underground tunnel. After another break, Snorri finally saw the exit. Coming out of the tunnel, Snorri saw the moon already hanging in the night sky.
"Hold on, guys! Our outpost is not far from here!" Brother Genom stood on a rock and encouraged everyone.
After exiting the tunnel, the environment suddenly became wider, and the dwarves changed their formation again, forming a circular formation and continuing to move forward. Suddenly, several wolf howls were heard in the distance!
The horses pulling the cart were frightened and began to spin around, and the dwarves quickly became nervous. Snorri saw a dozen small black dots running in the distance. As they gradually approached, he discovered that these were goblin wolf cavalry. The speed of these guys was as fast as the wind!
"It's useless, they are too fast, save some ammunition!" Gnom stopped the Iron Dragon gunners who were holding up their hand cannons.
"These guys wanted to attack our transport team again, but this time they hit Grimnir's ax blade!"
The goblin wolf cavalry gradually slowed down. They were not unintelligent creatures. Seeing that this group of dwarves was not a weak transport team but elites armed to the teeth, they did not want to test whether their wargs' teeth would be damaged. The meteorite armor collapsed.
The two sides faced off for a while at a distance of 100 meters. Gnom's team did not have the long-range firepower of heavy arrow crossbowmen and thunder gunners. Snorri felt that his master flying rune was too slow and easy to use like the iron dragon hand cannon. If he was dodged, he would not take action.
The green-skinned side did not have an advantage in numbers, and their strength was incomparable. After watching from a distance for a while, they retreated. The team sped up, and half an hour later, a dwarf outpost appeared in sight.
The dwarves in the outpost were condescending and noticed the arrival of the team earlier. Soon, the door of the outpost opened and a group of dwarves poured out.
Snorri saw that the leader was an old man with a beard that reached to the top of his feet. He was about the same age as the Chisel Master.
"Prince Gnom, you are back! I have worried about you a lot these past two days, old man!" the old dwarf patted Gnom on the shoulder and said,
"This one looks familiar! Oh, it's Prince Snorri! I've been traveling around the world these years and rarely come back to the clan. I haven't seen him for some years and I almost didn't recognize him!" The old dwarf looked at Snorri with a look on his face. Very affectionate.
"Prince? Hahaha, uncle, this is the old almanac!" Brother Genom also relaxed after arriving at the stronghold.
"Please allow me to solemnly introduce to you this - the divine choice of the ancestral goddess, the youngest rune master in the history of the Mountain Kingdom, Master Snorri, the son of the current High King! Of course, he is also my brother!"
After listening to these words, the expressions of the dwarves in the outpost froze on their faces, and the old dwarf even dropped his pipe.
The dwarves who came with Gnom laughed out loud when they saw this. Isn't that what they did when they first heard the news?
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