The races that can mix up in Azeroth are not easy to look at.

For example, fishmen, such as various ooze monsters, and dwarves.

In the Battle of the Three Hammers, the Dwarven Empire fell apart, and although the Copperbeard Dwarves captured the Ironforge Fort as the biggest winners on the surface, the Copperbeard Dwarves born in the Guards Legion were not actually the dwarven tribes with the largest population base. Despite the legitimacy of the dwarves, the dwarves' death-like nature and long growth period, the population at the disposal of the Ironforge's regime has actually recovered slowly for more than three hundred years, and is only about the same as it was three hundred years ago.

Although the Hammer Dwarves decisively withdrew from the mud pit of the Civil War in the late stages of the Civil War, and taught their brothers to be dwarves with Copperbeard when Thorrison was in trouble, the decline of Grimbaatar and the long migration did not until these years that the Eagle's Nest Mountain determined the political center of the Hammer Dwarves. Compared to the slow recovery of the Copperbeard Dwarves, the Hammer Dwarves are actually only a stop-loss, and the population recovery is far inferior to the Copperbeard Dwarves in Ironforge.

Only the black iron dwarves, don't look at the defeat of the battle of the three hammers, and were beaten by the two families of Copperbeard and Brute Hammer, and then they were played by their own king, and summoned the king of fire demons and even the capital was bombed. But the reality is so cruel and ruthless that it is funny, but the Black Iron Dwarves who have been reduced to a semi-colonial and semi-slave society have not only rebuilt the Dark Furnace Fortress and built the Black Rock Mountain Fortress in three hundred years, but even restored the population base to the pre-civil war level by more than that.

This has to be said to be a very ironic thing, which fully shows that the level of development of the productive forces has little to do with the political system. Ragnaros is brutal but not ignorant, he knows how to slap a sweet date, although the class division of the black iron dwarves is extremely serious, but the number is really TMD......

It's so much that you can compete with the fishmen for numerical superiority......

"If I can go back alive, I must have a good talk with Magni and ask how they won the war back then. This desperate amount is terrifying. ”

Sedan. Even as a paladin who turned into a great warrior, Da Sohan was sweating profusely and had a feeling of collapse after three hours of running.

"It's okay, after all, it's the underworld, the home of the Black Iron Dwarves, and we passed through their barracks, so it's not surprising that there are so many people."

Aurelia looks like a match Dan. Dassaultham was better, and his breathing was not evenly conditioned.

"Carlos hasn't come since the break, will something happen? Why don't I go back and have a look. ”

Sedan. Dasohan rested for a moment, feeling better, and ready to return to the battlefield.

"I advise you to hurry up and rest, don't make trouble for yourself, we are not here to fight with the Black Iron Dwarves, you don't put the cart before the horse."

Aurelia said politely.

Sedan. Da Sohan wanted to ask Aurelia what they were doing here, but in the end he only moved his lips and didn't say anything.

It's a taboo subject.

Looking around at the soldiers who hurried to drink water and rest, sharpened their knives and adjusted the armor belt, Saidan. Da Sohan chose silence.

Everyone knew that this operation was to prevent a catastrophe from happening, but how to stop it, and what the whole plan looked like, was known only to Carlos and Khadgar.

However, Carlos was preparing to blow up a passage in the back to block the pursuit of the Black Iron Dwarves, and Khadgar was not here at all at the Storm Altar, causing the topic of "what the hell are we going to do", which was simply a death within a death, and it was not in line with the morale of the whole army-3.

A jolt came from the rock, and it wasn't long before Carlos and his broken men chased after him.

"Count the casualties, and everyone will rest for another ten minutes."

Carlos took off his helmet and commanded, then spotted Sedan. D'Azohan and Aurelia took their place and walked over.

"That's not right."

Carlos said with a frown.

"What's wrong?"

Aurelia asked, puzzled.

"The Black Iron Dwarves don't have the right number of troops."

Carlos shook his feet, then sat down cross-legged.

"More?"

Sedan. Da Sohan recalled the previous raid with some trepidations.

"Less."

Carlos gave a surprising reply.

"This operation is an operation to save the world, and the success of the operation is higher than the lives of soldiers. Even I myself was ready to die. So when I ordered the raid on the Black Iron Dwarf's barracks, I was mentally prepared to lose two-thirds of the entire team. At the same time, I'm ready to face an entire Black Iron Dwarven main battle legion. But as you can see, the Black Iron Dwarves are outnumbered, but their equipment and morale are terrible, and their combat ability is a mess, except for a few gray knights and musketeers, there are neither mages nor priests, and I have reason to suspect that we are encountering a slave legion. ”

Carlos pulled out his water bladder and took a sip, also leaving time for the audience to think.

"How many troops do you think there are just now that besieged us?"

See Sedan. Neither Dasohan nor Aurelia had any intention of speaking, and Carlos continued to lead.

"More than a thousand."

"About 2,500 to 3,000 people."

From this answer, Carlos had to look at Aurelia with admiration, and from the point of view of military talent, Saidan. Da Sohan is indeed a big step behind Aurelia, who was born as a ranger general.

"According to my predictions, we will face five times as many enemies as we are, and a regular army that is far superior in combat strength to those wastes."

Carlos wasn't stupid enough to comment on who was right and who was wrong, but simply skipped the topic of enemy numbers.

"Rushing through the open terrain as fast as possible, as long as you enter the corridor, there is no way for the enemy's numerical superiority to be fully exploited, which is the reason why I chose to rush the camp. But when we rushed over and thought about it, it felt a little strange that the Black Iron Dwarves were weak in combat. Even if our fighters are the best and strongest fighters in the alliance, it is a little too easy in the face of this huge number gap. ”

"It's a little lighter."

Sedan. Da Sohan touched his chin and recalled the battle just now, looking thoughtful.

"Isn't it easy to be easy? Black Iron Dwarves are not orcs. ”

Aurelia didn't understand the brain circuits of the two men in front of her, and there was some irony in her tone.

"So I suspect that the Black Iron Dwarves actually have a military operation, and they have drawn their own legions, and we are lucky that the impact is actually an empty camp."

"Empty camp?"

"Hah! Empty camp ......"

Another shock from the explosion was heard, and Carlos breathed a sigh of relief.

"At the critical moment, the master is still reliable, hurry up and rest, the next journey is to compete for speed."

Pulling out the holy tome, Carlos enlarged the three-dimensional topographic map, raised his voice and said, "The hardest part of the road has been over, now we just need to go all the way down." ”

Not long after, Fang Brick and Sora arrived at the temporary resting place with the mage in charge of the blast and the soldiers, and the officer in charge of counting the casualties also came to report.

"Your Majesty, there are three hundred and seventeen people in the whole team, and twenty-two people are slightly injured."

“…… You also hurry up and rest, time is running out. ”

It took Carlos a moment to react that there was no point in asking questions about the seriously wounded, and all the seriously wounded soldiers chose to break the back rather than drag their comrades down.

On the projection map of the Holy Codex, the location of Carlos and the death squad is only five centimeters away from the destination they will be heading to, but in the strange and dark underground passages, it will be a journey of blood and fire.