The technological wonder city of Gnomeregan in Dun Morogh has been the capital city of the dwarves for generations. But the gnomes accidentally opened a forbidden door during their excavation work: evil mutant troggs invaded many parts of Dun Morogh, including the gnome capital city. In order to kill the invading troggs, the great craftsman Mekkatorque built many emergency radiation tanks in the city, intending to make a desperate attempt when the situation deteriorated to the point of no return. But High Tinker Mekkatorque's once most trusted advisor, Macnir Thermaplugg, betrayed his people and orchestrated the invasion. Macnir Thermaplugg twisted High Tinker Mekkatorque's orders after suffering an unexplained bout of insanity. McNeil Thermaplugg not only opened all emergency radiation tanks, but also opened all isolation gates. This cunning machine took advantage of loopholes in its command and wreaked havoc on the unprepared inhabitants of Gnomeregan.
While the gnomes are waiting for the troggs to die or escape, they are also looking for ways to avoid radiation. Unfortunately, although the troggs became poisonous after being exposed to radiation - their attacks did not stop, nor did they weaken in the slightest. Those dwarfs who were not killed by the radiation were forced to flee. Macnir Thermaplugg stole enough control authority in a series of actions, and the high-tech mechanical creations of Gnomeregan rioted. The indiscriminate attacks caused the healthy dwarfs to completely lose control of their homeland. control.
And McNair Thermaplugg continues to plan his dark plans and become the city's new technology lord.
After learning about the great changes in Gnomeregan, Magni planned a powerful counterattack, broke through the orc blockade, led the hungry and cold dwarf allies back to Ironforge, and prepared hot food and ale to entertain them. Honorable friend.
"Mekkatorque, you bad guy, why don't you ask me for help? The Bronzebeard Dwarves will help you!" Seeing the miserable appearance of the survivors, Magni asked the great craftsman Mekkatorque loudly.
"It was me who gave the order. It was me who ruined everything, the great traitor Macnair Thermaplugg." Mekkatorque, the dwarf leader, cried like a child in front of Magni.
A howl.
"Hey, don't be like this, my friend, you have saved so many people's lives. They are all looking at you. A leader should act like a leader. Stop crying." Magni was not good at persuading others.
After a while, Mekkatorque stopped sobbing.
"Thank you, thank you for providing selfless assistance when the dwarf was in the most critical moment." Mekkatorque thanked Magni.
"If you don't blow your nose with my robe, I will believe in your sincerity more..." Magni looked at the sky speechlessly and put his arm around Mekkatorque's shoulders in an awkward posture, "Now let's go get something to eat. Have a few more drinks, you need to relax.”
The dwarves who made their home in Ironforge held a general meeting of citizens and elected Mekkatorque to be the king of the dwarves, but Mekkatorque refused.
"Mekkatorque is just a sinner looking forward to atonement, and has no qualifications to be a king." Mekkatorque, who claimed to be just a useless craftsman, performed the duties of a leader, but refused to enjoy the treatment of a leader.
The tragedy of Gnomeregan was the High Tinker's lifelong nightmare.
Far in the north, in the Hillbrad Hills, Anduin Lothar was truly delighted by Khadgar's arrival.
"What do you think of them?" " Lothar pointed to the Paladins who were training.
Khadgar frowned.
"I suspect they will be of limited use to us," he said after a moment.
"Oh? Why." Anduin Lothar hoped to get advice from Khadgar.
"They didn't have enough time to prepare," the mage explained. "We expect the Horde to be in Lordaeron in a matter of weeks or less. And none of them have ever been to war - as paladins. Of course, I don't doubt they can fight, but We have enough warriors. If the Archbishop expects them to perform a miracle, I fear he may be disappointed."
Anduin Lothar couldn't help but nodded.
"I agree," he admitted, "but Faol trusts them, and maybe we must join in."
He suddenly laughed.
"We assume they are ready. What do you think of them?"
"Uther will be very dangerous to the Horde, there is no doubt about it." Khadgar replied, "But I don't think he can lead anyone other than the Paladin. His faith is too firm. Many soldiers may not be able to bear it."
Lothar nodded and motioned for his companion to continue.
"The same is true for Saidan and Tirion. Saidan is first of all a warrior, and Tirion is a knight, but they also already have faith. This may make them hesitate when implementing some strategies and plans." Card Jia’s comments hit the nail on the head.
Lothar smiled and said: "What about Turalyon?"
"This is the one with the least faith among them, but he is also the strongest in my eyes." Khadgar admitted with a smile. "He was trained to be a clergyman and a devoted follower of the church, but without the dazzling zeal of the others. And he had more intelligence."
"I totally agree." Lothar was also deeply impressed by this young man.
Turalyon is an out-and-out tactical leader. He can analyze any difficult situation calmly. He is not afraid to risk his life in critical moments and does not give up any hope. This is Turalyon's greatest weapon. .
Anduin Lothar, who was aware of Turayan's characteristics, intended to promote his deputy, because this Turayan looked very much like himself when he was young.
"What about our Baron Carlos Barov?" Lothar continued to ask.
"Although he concealed it very well, he was still too immature. There was a huge shadow in his heart. But his actions were so determined that people couldn't understand." Khadgar was also a little confused, "Originally, according to his status, He can just rest on his subordinates' seniority books and enjoy his achievements. But from his demeanor, it can be seen that he is the kind of practical guy who uses his words and deeds to drive his subordinates. It's hard to judge." Khadgar shook his head. There were too many contradictions in Los for him to understand.
"I don't think as much as you do, but there is one thing that makes me unable to make up my mind." Anduin Lothar said.
"What is it?" Khadgar asked.
"His identity, Carlos has the first inheritance right of the current Kingdom of Alterac. I can't use him like commanding other subordinates, even if he is an excellent warrior." Anduin Lothar hesitated for a while, feeling that it was right There was nothing wrong with Khadgar speaking his mind.
"If an accident happens to His Majesty King Aiden, and Carlos dies due to my tactical arrangements... I can bear the crime of killing a king." Lothar was sincerely dumbfounded.
"This is a troublesome problem. Fortunately, the commander-in-chief of the alliance is not me." Carlos mocked Lothar in a good-natured way, then turned and left.
"Where are you going?" Anduin Lothar asked casually.
"Go meet the mage group of the Baron in question and gather with his colleagues." Khadgar answered.
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