"It doesn't look too difficult to make, or in fact the entire Rune Guard is divided into three parts." Snorri held the design and went straight to his workshop.
"The main body of the stone statue, the engraved runes and the weapons in the hands, each part can be produced separately. My apprentices are alive again! How can this be called exploitation? It is called giving them valuable practical opportunities. They can participate in such an important event just after they debut. project, they should be grateful!”
The Rune Master, who had basically never done anything after passing the examination, muttered while studying. Rune guards were relatively popular in ancient times, and today's Southland is fully capable of producing them.
"Gather me the skilled craftsmen in the area! Stonemasons, blacksmiths and rune users. I will have two of them guarding each gate of the four fortresses!"
"They will become the flagship product of the Southland! Every Karak will need these guys, which can free up precious manpower." Snorri pondered the usage scenarios of Rune Guards. They are good at everything, but they move slowly. A little more, in most cases it is only suitable for defense.
"Perhaps we can make some adjustments during production and get some speed runes to try, but there is no hurry. It will cost money to update and upgrade the product in the future!" Snorri quickly put this matter aside. He had some More important things to do.
"How many manpower have been freed up on the Eastern Front?" A few days later, Snorri summoned Andermg, who had returned from the defense.
"There are about five hundred of our compatriots, and there are probably more than a thousand of other races." The number given by the Governor of Xichang is a bit vague. It's no wonder that he is. Before, Hongyun Mountain's strength was stretched thin, and the Bretonnians, Empires and Pygmies Everyone with fighting ability was mobilized.
"Yes, yes. Now that His Majesty Wahav has taken over the defense line, you don't have to stay there. Go back and help me keep an eye on the rune guard production line. It's best not to leak this technology at this stage!"
Arranging new tasks, Snorri began to reorganize the troops. Since they promised to do it even if there were difficulties, a multi-ethnic mixed force set off north from Hongyun Mountain a few days later.
The greenskins in the Misty Mountains have not yet given birth to a new great warlord. The warbands composed of as few as a hundred or as many as a thousand orcs are unable to resist Snorri's team. But it is easy to defeat them, but very difficult to completely eliminate them.
"Right, that is it!"
"Mustache, how much force can you exert by swinging the hammer like this?"
"Waaagh!"
"Hahaha, this is the eighth one!"
In a valley, the dwarves blocked a group of greenskins who had not retreated quickly enough, and they were shouting and fighting. Snorri stood on the top of the mountain and paid attention to the battle situation. The sweep had been going on for more than ten days. This might be the last war gang south of the Poisonous Water River to resist.
"There are no green mushrooms coming from the north for reinforcements." Altman jumped out of the helicopter. As the dragons fell into slumber, a beast known as the Wyvern now dominated the skies over the World's Edge Mountains.
This flying dragon is a winged reptile that feeds on carrion, so its body is poisonous. Despite their name, they bear only the faintest resemblance to dragons.
Wyverns are much smaller in size than dragons, much larger than griffins, and have no forelimbs and only two hind legs. Wyverns are cruel and violent by nature, but there are still some powerful orc warlords who try to tame them.
Snorri purchased another squadron of helicopters, and this relatively easy-to-deal with guy is the best training target for rookie pilots. Altman commanded his men to successfully gain air superiority.
"The plan failed. The training ends here! Notify the artillery crew to open fire! Deal with us as soon as possible so we can move forward."
Using the telescope, he saw that the greenskins were unable to retreat and began to fight against the trapped beasts. Snorri shook his head and gave the order. It seemed that the previous series of battles had made this lumpy greenskin realize the gap in combat effectiveness, and his idea of surrounding the area for reinforcements came to nothing.
While Snorri here in the Misty Mountains was methodically using green skins to train his team's multi-racial coordination, land and air coordination and other tactics, in a wilderness located north of the Eternal Peak and east of Karak-Kaderin, A green shaman sitting on a giant war pig sneezed.
"Brother Di Mao, who is cunning and cruel, told me that the boys in the south are in trouble!"
Urzago-Greenseer rubbed his nose under his mask. It and the group of wild orcs following it have been trekking in this wilderness for a long time, following the guidance of the two great gods in their minds, but apart from huge skeletons, it has not seen anything interesting.
"But the cruel and cunning brother told me that I will be there soon! There is a most Waaagh guy waiting for me, and it needs my guidance!"
Urzago swayed from side to side in pain, and the big guys around it kept a distance from the prophet. Brother Gomao likes to fight. If there is no fight, they will fight with each other.
Now these two masters were working in Urzago's mind again, large amounts of waaagh energy dissipating uncontrollably, and the green skins with weak endurance were affected and their heads exploded from time to time.
"Waaaagh!"
Urzago's cathartic roar even overwhelmed the howling of the north wind on the Skeleton Plateau.
"Hey, kids, keep moving forward! To the south is that strange little guy, and he's become a tough guy now!"
After the green prophet calmed down, the green-skinned army then set off, heading towards the fearful city shrouded in smoke and spewing lava that Gorge had symbolized in Big Green.
"This is the place!"
After defeating several small warbands, Governor Snorri led the army down the river to the mouth of the sea. Standing on the top of the mountain, the Dwarf King looked down at the vast endless bay.
"Land the Jieshi to the east to view the sea!"
He took out his binoculars for further observation and recited the verses that had been burned into his mind. "Wei Wu, no, it should be, Nuoli whipped, there is a posthumous chapter in Jieshi in the east, the bleak autumn wind is now again, the human world has changed."
"You have also studied the literature of Cathay! Karaz-a-Karak is indeed the starting point of the Long-tusked Road!"
Eric, who was standing behind him, flattered him. He had received a better education as a noble. Several other civilian generals couldn't understand Cathay at all, and they didn't know where to start if they wanted to respond.
“Let’s call this mountain Jieshi Mountain from now on!”
Snorri tightened his cloak. The more he grew and practiced, the more he realized his shortcomings. The management of Guangnandi already feels obscure, and now further expansion brings new challenges.
"Leave some of the brothers to build the stronghold, while the others rest for a while and then move on! King Belegar will cooperate with us in the second half of the journey."
