The ranger captain nodded. Years of being alone made him develop a taciturn character.
"Leave it to my miners to determine the movements and numbers of the underground rat-men!" the gold-seeker uncle continued.
"Well, I think we should let the Iron-Smashing Warriors go! Now that we have more manpower, it's better not to take risks before we understand the specific situation of the rats." Snorri, the first leader, decided to be careful.
"Then let's let Strong Shield make the arrangements! I've also heard of his title as captain of the Iron Breaker before joining the Anvil Guard! That loud voice!" Brother Gnom said, and Snorri naturally had no objections. .
"That's it, let's call it a day! Let the sentries cheer up and be careful of night attacks!" Genome yawned and went back to the room.
"The ability of today's young men to endure hardships and stand hard work is far behind! I think back when your grandfather and I were mining, hehe, it was common to stay awake all day and night!" The gold hunter's uncle muttered and left, and the other dwarves also filed away.
Returning to his room and lying on the hard bed, Snorri let out a long breath.
"The first battle since time travel! Don't embarrass yourself in two lifetimes!" He washed his face, put on the ring, and fell asleep holding the warhammer in his hand. The hard touch of the weapon could bring him some sense of security.
Early the next morning, Snorri was awakened by the training slogans of the dwarves. When he got out of bed, he stumbled.
The soreness from yesterday's hike was only fully apparent this morning. Snorri sat on the bed and massaged himself for a long time, then found a cloth and put on leggings before walking out of the room.
"Walaya is on top! Give me a war pig now and I will ride it!" He tried his best to control his body and walked towards the canteen, barely maintaining a smile and returning greetings to every tribesman who greeted him along the way.
Breakfast in the military camp is relatively simple. It is also an important quality for a dwarf leader not to be special and to enjoy the same meal as his subordinates.
Snorri broke open the stone bread, soaked it in the dried meat soup, chewed it hard and swallowed it. At this time, Genome sat next to him with the same meal.
"Can you get used to it?" The eldest brother asked while chewing bread. "It took a lot of effort for me to eat it for the first time!" He nodded after receiving Snorri's affirmative answer.
"Well, if it doesn't work out, I'll bring you some non-staple food. Save some food and you can survive for a while. We've sent the rangers out for the past two days to find out the news. There's no fresh meat, otherwise it would be better!"
The two brothers finished their breakfast quickly and headed to the watchtower of the outpost together. The dwarf on guard on the tower bowed after seeing them and gave up the best observation position.
Brother Genom climbed up and looked far away. He stroked the beard on his chest and looked quite contented.
"Look!" He stretched out his hand and pointed, and following the direction of his finger, Snorri saw a mountain road that wound upwards with some defensive facilities in the middle. At the end of the mountain road was a dwarven-style fortress, but it was now occupied by A bunch of crooked totems were inserted, and the walls were covered with twisted pictures. Snorri judged this to be a greenskin camp from its size.
"That's the Mountain Lake Fort!" Brother Gnom said. "With the reduction of the population of our race over the years, the fortress on the mountain has been abandoned. The exploration team has built a new mining station here, away from the meteorite iron veins and the earth vein network. They are all close, saving a lot of distance.”
"This group of greenskins must have been influenced by that damn fat goblin's waaagh. They came over the mountains and rushed here. In a surprise attack, they dispersed the miners in the original mining station, and then stationed themselves in the walled city on the mountain. Look. Look how they destroyed a good castle!"
Brother Genom opened the wine bottle he carried with him and took a sip: "It's getting cold, let's take a sip to warm up!" Snorri drank as he was told.
"Hey! What kind of wine is this? It's so strong!" Snorri asked, feeling the spiciness in his throat.
"Bergman No. 1! The most powerful work of the legendary winemaker!" Gnom also took a sip. "Drinking this while blowing the cold wind in the mountains, I feel like I want to be a herdsman!"
"Hahahaha! Herdsmen can't afford this thing, my dear brother!" Unexpectedly, the dwarf would have such an idea, and Snorri laughed out loud.
"I received the news and organized a force under the order of my father and rushed over. I first gathered the scattered miners, recaptured the outpost with a night attack, and killed all the two teams of greenskins who had been left behind. , and then while I organized the upgrade and reinforcement of the outpost, I confronted the greenskins who led the troops on the mountain!" Genom returned to the topic, and then introduced the situation here to Snorri.
"The situation was not very good at the beginning. The group of orcs had a war pig boy and several groups of goblin wolf cavalry! They were originally a mobile force. The impact of the cavalry's condescension was too strong, and my team almost lost to them several times. It collapsed, and it was not until a group of resisting horses were built overnight that things improved."
Following the direction that Genom pointed, Snorri saw some fortifications built on the mountain road near the foot of the mountain to resist the cavalry.
"As I gradually gained a foothold, the miners began to resume work. Every time the greenskins tried to rush down and harass me, I led my brothers to fight with them!" Recalling those days, the corners of Gnom's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Snorri could imagine what it would be like to face the war pigs rushing down from the mountain!
"But things got better once the ore veins started producing. I relied on the ore trade to replenish my troops and build two ballistae! If it weren't for the fact that we can't use cannons from the bottom up, I should have bought that thing!" "Gnom's expression gradually relaxed.
"I have a steady stream of logistics and support from our Eternal Peak and Torrent Pass, but the greenskins on the mountain are like water without roots. The more we fight, the fewer they get!
Some time ago, the offensive and defensive momentum changed. I took my brothers and rushed up the mountain with the cover of long-range firepower to try to deal with them, but I ran into some trouble. . . "Speaking of this, Brother Genom hesitated to speak.
"Oh? Is the resistance of the greenskins too fierce?" Snorri gave a guess.
"That's not true. Ever since the leading green-skinned general had his arm broken by me in a duel, they no longer dare to face us directly."
"Is it because they have strong long-range firepower?" Snorri asked again.
"No, the greenskins are just broken archers. Although they have a goblin shaman, his little waaagh spell only has a harassing effect. It's harmless."
"What's going on?" Snorri was a little confused.
"Harm! It's all our own long-range troops' fault! They used to shoot from top to bottom for defense. They haven't participated in offensive operations for a long time. The angle of the projectile was chosen wrong!"
"Hmm, what next?" Snorri asked blankly
"Then? Grimnir's beard! We were slapped on the butt more than the greenskins! I thought I was attacked by an enemy from behind, so I rolled and crawled away!"
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