The new rulers of Darkfurnace don't have experience running a city, but that doesn't stop them from solving problems in a dwarven way.

Rough, direct, simple, do everything like a thug wielding a hammer, when you encounter trouble, swing the hammer, the trouble escalates, the hammer is aggravated, this is the style of the dwarves.

In just 2 days, more than 70,000 black iron dwarves were thrown into the mine, and under the supervision of the ruthless undead, they began to dig all kinds of ores on a large scale, and the first to restore order in Darkforge City was the Great Furnace, because money is meaningless to the undead, so the first batch of armor weapons ordered by Tyrion were very generous to pay with various gold tools from Draenor.

This made the Black Iron Dwarves in turmoil feel a strange "equality", but in fact, everyone knew that with the undead occupying the military centers of Darkfurnace City, even if these dead people didn't pay the bills, they had to work obediently...

As for the dwarven city below, the large cave occupied by the phantom of the king of the fire demon was blown up by the members of the Thorsilver Brotherhood with explosives, this is only an expedient measure, once the fire demon king sleeping in the underground magma awakens, the dwarves will be in great trouble, so in the recent period, the most important task of the Thursilver Brotherhood is to quickly use the curse code in hand to arrange a regional forbidden area, preferably like the blood demon, to expel the fire demon king back to the source of fire at one time.

The tragic plight of the Black Iron Dwarves soon reached the ears of the orcs of the Black Stone Tower, who were waiting for the battle, and they made up their minds to pay attention to the recalcitrant Red. Fearing another plague attack by the Necromancy, the Black Hand gathered back the orcs scattered throughout the Burning Plains, and he added a large number of soldiers to the path in and out of the Blackstone Tower, intending to block the infiltration of the undead in this way.

But unexpectedly, this time the undead did not seem to intend to use the plague, on the contrary, a steady stream of black iron necromancers, led by the Lord of Death, rushed out of the abyss of black stone, and at the entrance of the narrow black stone tower, they started a crazy road battle with the orcs.

"Roar"

Wearing worn armor, the blackstone orc wielded a war hammer and stood at the back of the position like a nail, swinging his weapon from side to side, smashing the dwarven undead back one by one.

The short men who wore the same tin cans were already powerful, and with the loss of fear after death, the voice of the Necronomicon reverberated in their hearts, encouraging them to make the new members of the Darkblade Knights even more difficult and insane.

In the past few years, there have been several large-scale clashes between the Black Iron Dwarves and the Orcs, and the Dwarves have the advantage in terms of numbers and equipment. In order to protect his own territory, the Black Hand Chief simply took the initiative to blow up the stairs leading to the Blackstone Tower, leaving only the frightened sheep intestine path and a few chains hanging from the giant dwarven stone statue as a passage in and out of the Blackstone Tower.

In this case, the orcs only need to hold on to these few places to completely wipe out the numerical advantage of the dwarves, and now, when the death lords drive the necromancers to attack, the orcs who stick to the defense actually still have the advantage, according to the normal battle mode, the necromancers don't even want to break through the carefully prepared defense line of the orcs.

What's more, the Blackstone Orcs under Red's rule are not without hole cards.

"Click"

Seeing that the dwarven necromantic legion could not attack the narrow entrance for a long time, the death lord Luminas, who was supervising the battle on the side, completely lost patience, she drew out the black rune sword, and quickly rushed to the gap guarded by the orcs with her own guards, the death lord's blood-red eyes shone with hideous and killing intent, she swung her double sword, and the heavy and cold frost storm dispersed from the falling blade, like an ice and snow disaster, and the masonry of the entire pass was frozen.

The bodies of the orc soldiers guarding there were frozen on the ground, and they screamed and roared for reinforcements to come forward, but the next moment, Luminas's scarlet cloak fell from the sky with her body, smashing into the orc's position like a meteor.

"Chop! Go to hell! ”

The black twin sword blades were covered with sharp ice blades, and with the blessing of the power strengthened by dragon blood, Lumi's body spun in place for a whole week, and the dark red death energy gathered around her into a storm, and the dozen or so orcs were cut off under this frenzied attack, and between the wounds, only the ice slag of blood flew everywhere.

"Rush! Rush up! ”

Luminas's black sword pointed forward, and the high-ranking knights from the Hellfire Legion were under the command of the commander, carrying weapons, and carrying the black iron undead who were not afraid of death, going upriver like a black tide, and the orcs along the way still wanted to resist, but like stones blocking the tide, they were quickly drowned easily.

"The dead are rushing up!"

Seeing the necromancers rushing down the pass of the ruins to the edge of the Blackstone Tower, a troll standing on the sentry post and looking out from afar screamed:

"Unleash the drake! Get ready for the stupid ogre! ”

"Roar!"

The troll commander's roar rang out around the dimly lit blackstone tower, and the next moment, the roar of a frenzied beast sounded in the darkness, followed by a chaotic shaking of the ground, accompanied by the sound of broken chains, several twisted behemoths waved their weapons wildly and rushed down the downward slope from the darkness, the momentum was simply unstoppable.

Luminas raised his head and looked at the monsters known as "dragon beasts", those guys had the head of a dragon, but they had a humanoid body, covered with fine scales, tall and tall, at least 3 meters over, these guys seemed to lack intelligence, but they were extremely strong, they were armed with heavy weapons, like a steam tank, and the high-level death knights who were caught off guard were only able to make a block move, and they were swept away by those giant beasts.

And those short dwarf necromancers faced this behemoth, and they lacked the means to deal with it, they were swept away by the brute force of the dragon beast, or they were simply trampled under their feet, on this narrow road, the end of the downward charge of the five dragon beasts was almost unstoppable, and behind the dragon beast at the head was a large group of heavily armed ogres.

These stupid Draenor creatures, led by their king, rushed out after the drake beasts, and these brute force creatures with a happy roar smashed the lone dwarven necromancers into meatloaf on the ground like smashing gophers, and the three positions they had just rushed up to seize were instantly returned to the hands of the orcs.

"Ahhh

Luminas felt humiliated, she let out a scream, and her figure quickly rushed up the pass, the black sword in her hand swinging, and under the control of her anger, dark red, dark green, and pale light danced on her blade, and the Death Lord leapt from the ground and landed on the shoulder of the first drake, the sharp black sword piercing the back of its neck with precision, severing its backbone.

The first drake beast fell down with a howl, and the second drake raised its weapon, but between the flashes of the black sword, the sturdy arms were cut off, and between the scorching and smelly blood sprays, a blood-red halo enveloped the death lord in front of it, and after a short accumulation of power, Lumi's twin swords slashed horizontally, a powerful annihilation, and cut the monster in front of him into two pieces.

And this is just the beginning of a killing spree.

Five minutes later, the ogres who had lost the king scattered in a panic, and Luminas, covered in blood, stood alone among the corpses on the ground, holding the ugly head of the ogre king in her hands, and in the pool of blood behind her, the dwarven necromancers rushed up again, but in front of Lumi's eyes, several drakes were in front of the blackstone tower.

This caused a sense of frustration among the powerful Death Lords as well.

"Stay here!"

Luminas commanded angrily, and then turned her head and glared at the entrance of the iron-walled black stone tower, she turned around and left the position, and after ten minutes, the young lady who had cleaned her body came to the throne hall of Darkfurnace City in a long skirt, she stood in the quiet hall, looked at her leader, and said a little anxiously:

"The orcs of the Blackstone Tower are cunning, they have the advantage of terrain, do you really plan to waste all your time here?"

Faced with Luminas's questioning, Tyrion, who was sitting on the throne and was looking through the private collection of books of Thoresen the Great, shook his hand, and said casually:

"I just asked you and Glokush to make a gesture of attack, and I didn't order you to attack the Blackstone Tower head-on... Reed. The black hand rejected Glokush's solicitation, you see, raising children is such a troublesome thing, we expect children to be strong, wise, expect them to be really mature, expect them to have their own ideas, however, once they really grow up, it is not difficult to know that they don't really need us anymore... I hope Dornan doesn't turn out like this in the future. ”

"The little girl is very well-behaved, she won't make her parents and uncles and aunts sad."

Luminas retorted, but quickly looked at Tyrion suspiciously:

"Wait, what you just said is that you weren't expecting the war with the orcs to end soon?"

"No, I wish I had disposed of them as soon as possible."

Tyrion put down the tome and put a finger on his forehead, as if communicating with the other Death Lords, and after a moment, he opened his eyes, stood up from his throne, and moved his shoulders and wrists, he looked at Luminas with a smile on his face:

"Irel and Rog are already here, just outside the Burning Plains, just 1 hour away from the Blackstone Tower, and most importantly, they have brought new weapons... The heavy weapon that can directly blast through the mountain wall on the other side of the Blackstone Tower, Red. The Black Hand thought that his old father only knew how to fight brutally, but he was wrong, the stupid boy had no idea what kind of force he was fighting against. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a steel warbow that had just been forged by the Thorium Brotherhood from the throne and threw it to Luminas, while he picked up another one and pulled the bowstring in his hand, and the King of the Blades looked at his lord, and he whispered:

"The long-awaited hunt is about to begin, are you ready to capture your own dragon?"

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"The dead are firmly blocked by us from the Blackstone Tower, there are many of them, but as long as we hold a few passes, they don't want to rush up, the combination of dragon beasts and ogres is very suitable for holding the battle line, it would be great if we could have the help of dragons."

Reed. Dressed in his armor and carrying a dark red sword, the Black Hand walked along the path to the upper level of the Blackstone Tower with his guards, while the front-line commander, Vaughn, the leader of the Trolls, followed him, smugly talking about the battle just now.

The Great Chief did not have a look of joy, he stood by the railing with his usual serious expression, looking at the busy arsenal below, under his rule, the branches of the Fireblade Clan - the Fire Seal Orcs and the Blackstone Orcs were not dissatisfied with the status quo, and now, in the face of the threat of dwarves and necromancy, they were also twisted into a rope, Red was very confident in the combat effectiveness of his "orthodox tribe", although the demonemia also plagued them, but with the help of the mysterious black dragon, Red also had his own confidence.

"I have a bad feeling that I've been in contact with the necromancers, and they're not as stupid as we think, maybe that tough confrontation is just a trick, and they're plotting other schemes."

"But the Blackstone Tower is indestructible!"

Vaughn the troll had not experienced a second war, and in his mind, there was nothing that could destroy the fortress in the mountain range beneath his feet, and the moment the troll commander's words fell, Red's warrior instinct made him jerk his head back, and behind him, between the gaps in the solid stone walls that connected to the mountain, there was a faint golden light.

"This is..."

"Boom"

The scorching halo pierced through the thick mountain wall in the next moment, enveloping Red and everyone around him in a sudden burst of golden light, the scorching heat that seemed to have been thrown into the magma made the Great Chief let out a roar of pain, his body was like a branch thrown into the wind, abandoned high in the impact of the huge explosion, and then slammed into the cold ground.

"Boom Boom Boom"

At this moment, in the barren land under the black stone tower, 20 colossas propped up the ground with their fists, behind these tall creatures, the golden sunlight cannon is firing a salvo, the golden dazzling light brightens the slightly dim burning plain, and behind the scorching and magnificent light, is the first hideousness of the Darkblade Legion in this world.

At the very front of the necromantic position, which occupies almost half of the Burning Plains, the resurrected Draenei craftsmen are nervously assembling even greater golden cannons, complete replicas of Rukma's Breath, which fire extremely slowly and require a long recharge, but each blow is infinitely powerful.

Dressed in black heavy armor, Roglio stood in front of the position, and he looked at the layer of the black stone mountain in front of him that had been peeled by the sun's rays, and the rubble that was like a landslide sliding down the mountain, mixed with the corpses of ignited creatures, this cruel and magnificent scene did not make waves in the heart of the Death Lord.

He watched all this with a cold gaze, and after the first round of shelling, Roglio's calm voice rang out:

"Correct the ballistics and prepare for the second round of shelling ... In the name of His Majesty, this ugly tower... Completely buried! ”