Tyrion did not tell Tyles what he needed from a high-ranking assassin to get it back for him.

But it must be something very important, and the high-ranking assassin himself knows this, but after drinking the bottle of "demigod blood", the bond of cooperation and trust between the two sides has been established, and it is very "solid", as long as Tails is still sane, he will not do anything very dangerous.

That's a smart person, smart people are rarely manipulated by emotions, they can always make choices that are good for themselves.

But for the less intelligent people, after being enveloped by intense emotions, they often make very bad choices, such as Ironforge at this time, in a chaotic chaos, ushered in its own end.

Ironforge Fort is the most important city of the Copperbeard Dwarves, more than 70% of the Copperbeard Dwarves live here, even if King Magni took more than half of the army, there are still nearly 250,000 dwarves in the city, and there are only more than 20,000 undead who entered the city along the big tunnel, plus a few necromantic Gorons and some black iron undead, the number of the two sides is not on the same level at all.

If there is one person who can stabilize the situation when disaster comes, the dwarves will definitely not lose, but alas, there is none, or rather, this long-awaited leader... Some came too late.

"Bang"

Twenty minutes before the start of the attack, the door of the throne hall of Ironforge was violently pushed open. Copperbeard looked at the empty throne hall, he subconsciously grabbed the chief of the guard guarding under the throne, and shouted:

"Where has the king gone?"

"His Majesty Magni has gone with his soldiers to fight the undead."

The captured captain of the guard was not angry, he recognized Brian, the raunchy Prince of Ironforge, and looked at Brian with an anxious face, and the guard thought that he was worried about the king's safety, so he comforted him with a big grin:

"Don't worry, Brian, the king is confident and has brought with him the best and best soldiers, and they will be back soon."

"How much did he take?"

Hearing this, Brian's expression became even more anxious, and the guard also sensed that something was wrong, and he hurriedly replied:

"Two-thirds of the standing army was taken away by the king, and the rest of the army was in the barracks, and the generals were on standby."

"Oops!"

Brian's expression became even more panicked, and he turned and ran towards the military district, and as he left, he did not forget to tell the guard:

"Gather all the Throne Guards and go to the Artisan Quarter, where there are undead spies! They're going to wreak havoc here! ”

“！！！”

When the captain of the guard heard this terrible news, he immediately cheered up, picked up the assembly whistle at hand, put it to his mouth, and blew it, and the sharp whistle immediately alarmed the throne guards patrolling around the throne room, and they immediately rushed towards the throne hall.

No one doubted that Brian would lie, he was the king's younger brother, and it did him no good to lie at this time, and the whistle also woke up Princess Moira, who lived in the palace near the throne hall, and although the fallen princess was very bad with her father, after the loss of her husband, his father became her only support, so she eventually returned to Ironforge.

Now, hearing the whistles of the Throne Guards, the princess, who grew up in the palace, immediately realized that something big had happened, and she rubbed her belly with some fear, where she and Thorrison had their only child... Moira gritted her teeth, and finally she walked briskly out of her palace and towards the throne room.

One escape encounter in Darkfurnace City was enough, and in the following days, this rebellious princess, who also inherited the resolute character of the Copperbeard family, would no longer allow the fate of herself and her children to be held in the hands of others.

"Click, click, click"

The sound of the heavily armored dwarven soldiers running sounded in the alleys of the artisan quarter, and seeing the first soldier rush to the deepest tunnel of the artisan district amid the roar of the dwarven general, Kishan's eyes, who were standing beside the dwarf craftsmen and chatting with them, flashed a sharp glint in his eyes, he glanced back at the white-haired dwarf he had been familiar with in the past two days, and whispered:

"Hi my friend Owersback, I'm going to do something next..."

"What?"

The master craftsman, who was busy twisting the screws of an aircraft engine, looked up and saw Foreman John's hands gripping the silver-white steam repeating cannon on the table, the dwarf sensed that something was wrong, and the next moment, he saw Foreman John pick up the big killing weapon and aim it at the dwarven soldiers who ran out in front of him.

"You and your friends, you'd better lie under the table!"

Kishan didn't need to hide himself anymore, he turned back and said indifferently, looking at the cold light shining in the foreman's eyes, the master craftsman Owersbuck's scalp was numb, he screamed, and rushed under the table, hiding there shivering, and the next moment, the terrifying cannon fire sounded like thunder in the alleys of the craftsman's quarter.

Like a dazzling fiery snake, the dwarven soldiers who were caught off guard did not expect the bullets from behind them, and more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers could not even scream, they were beaten into a mass of meat mixed with steel and bone residue. Brass fell to the ground subconsciously, and beside him, the dwarven general roared angrily, directing the remaining soldiers to return fire with muskets.

For a time, the entire artisan district turned into a battlefield.

"Hey, Owersback, don't be afraid."

Kirsharn laid down the steelmaker's table, and he leaned back against it, comforting the shivering white-haired dwarf beside him, and whispered:

"I'm not your enemy, we're friends, and we've had a good conversation these two days."

"You! You killed someone! ”

The master craftsman screamed at the sound of the dwarves' gunfire:

"You killed someone with the weapon I made, and I'm an accomplice now, oh my God!"

"Don't be afraid, you're going to a good place."

Kishan pulled the explosive packs scattered in front of him towards him with his foot, and he held them in his hands and turned them upside down, these dynamite packets made by the master gnomes were heavy, but they were nothing for a strengthened undead.

"There, you're free to study whatever you want, remember what we talked about?"

Kishon said to the trembling cowardly dwarf:

"A steel ship flying in the sky, a golem that can carry a pilot, and a super rifle powered by steam... What the dwarves forbid you to study because it was too dangerous, you can study it as you like with us... Man, you're a real genius, and my boss often says that true genius shouldn't be buried. ”

"Really... Are you sure? ”

O'Warsback touched his engineering goggles, which had been broken by bullets, and he asked with difficulty:

"John, who the hell do you work for?"

"We'll talk about that later! Give me your pistol! ”

Kisharn shouted, and the gnome subconsciously handed him his protective pistol, maybe to the gnome, it was a shiny gun, but for humans, this thing was a heavy pistol, Kishann smiled, he blinked, the undead would not feel fear, the moment he heard footsteps slowly approaching, he jerked up from his hiding place, and threw the explosive bag in his hand at the dwarves who were approaching.

"Bang"

The pistol made by Nomoreg's master craftsman, O'Worth Buck, let out a muffled sound, and a bullet flew out of the chamber of the gun, striking the explosive bag in the sky with precision.

"Boom"

The terrifying explosion completely engulfed several of the dwarven soldiers below, and the loud tremor undoubtedly warned those who were still busy in the tunnel.

"Kishan and they have exchanged fire, and they have found out."

Necromancer Menathan glanced back at the shadowy tunnel, and he gave a few words to the other brothers, then activated the communication circle.

"What's the matter?"

Glokush's deep voice came from the communication circle, and the necromancer said calmly:

"If you find out, you can do it, but we'll only give you a maximum of 10 minutes..."

"No, you don't!"

Glokush's voice came again:

"There are only 5 kilometers left, you guys are ready to evacuate, and the rest will be left to us!"

A few minutes later, the ground in the artisan area of Ironforge began to shake wildly, and the dwarven soldiers who had entered the Great Tunnel ran out in panic, followed by a huge colossus monster with a mixture of flesh and steel, more than 10 meters tall, that the dwarves had never seen before.

"Boom"

Gruul swung his steel arm, and the massive armor-piercing cone attached to his fist slammed into the ground of the artisan quarter, the sheer force that rippled through the ground like a cannon explosion, easily destroying the defensive line that the dwarven soldiers had assembled.

The steam tank that drove to the artisan area was easily overturned by this giant beast, holding it in its hands like a piece of iron, and frantically destroying this underground city.

Behind them were 20,000 orc undead, and in the back and forth transportation of 30 black iron drilling machines, soon a group of undead infantry commanded by high-ranking knights appeared in various urban areas of Ironforge Fortress, which further strengthened the urban order that was gradually crumbling due to the continuous exchange of fire and vibrations.

"Company B, I'd like to think that Tyrion values you just because of curiosity."

Glokush stood in front of Kishan and his B Company, his green eyes full of appreciation:

"But now, I know, you deserve the attention and the resources that are spent on you... Now, disband, go and rest, I know you don't want to get too much blood on your hands, so the rest will be done by me and my soldiers. ”

"Huh"

Kishan gave a military salute to Glokush, then pointed indifferently to the terrified dwarf craftsmen behind him, who were surrounded by the undead, and said calmly:

"These craftsmen are all very good engineering talents, and according to His Majesty's requirements, they should be properly placed!"

"Very well, then you will escort them to Darkhearth."

After saying that, Grokush turned away without hesitation, the communication between the undead was so direct, and it would not be mixed with too many personal feelings, Kishan looked back at the master craftsman at the front of those frightened gnomes, and he whispered:

"My friend Owersbuck, no one is going to hurt you now."

The dwarf craftsman, who had escaped with his life, looked at his "friend" with complicated eyes, and then at the panicked compatriots behind him, and after a moment, he lowered his head and said in a voice that almost muttered:

"Thank you."

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"Uncle! Uncle, Uncle Brian! Come on! ”

In the chaos of Ironforge because of the appearance of the undead, Brian . Copperbeard sneakily carried a bag of things on his back and mixed in with the crowd, trying to escape from his city, but all the dwarves panicked in the surprise attack of the undead, and saw that the dwarven soldiers who had been killed also stood up and joined the ranks of the undead, and the resistance of the living completely collapsed.

Dwarven civilians are also very capable of fighting, but even the civilians who can fight are also civilians, and their resistance is doomed to fail in the face of established military forces.

Everyone wanted to escape, which led to the only exit of the Ironforge Fortress being tightly blocked, and the sound of insults and cries was loud, and only one gate This unique design can ensure that the city is difficult to break when the foreign enemy invades, but once the city is in chaos, this design will pull most of the city to be buried together.

Just as Brian was huddled in the crowd, two black iron drills suddenly burst out of the hillside in front of the city entrance, and the doors of the black iron machines opened, and the wolf-like orc undead brandished their weapons and rushed towards the screaming crowd.

The chaos was chaotic, the whole crowd was chaotic in an instant, Brian saw that the situation was not good, and rushed into the center of the city in the opposite direction, which had been reduced to a battlefield, and just as Brian was panting and running, his niece Moira's voice suddenly sounded, Brian looked up and saw Moella waving at him at the entrance of the throne room.

When Brian ran over, he found that the throne room was already full of people, and they were all some master blacksmiths, wounded generals, etc., all of them were very famous or masters with unique skills, and they were almost all gathered here, and his niece, the rebellious copperbearded princess Moella, stood in front of her father's throne and shouted to all the dwarves:

"Ironforge can't hold it, we can't wait for my father to come back, no one wants to die, so I want you to follow me out of this city... Don't be noisy! I knew the main entrance wouldn't get through, so we took the secret passage... Go to the secret passage in the back mountain. ”

"You're crazy!"

When Brian heard this, he immediately rushed to the throne with a numb scalp, took his niece's hand and shouted:

"It's forbidden place! A secret place left by the ancestors, where the most sacred and important secrets of the dwarves are hidden, only the king is entitled to enter! Moira, you don't have the right to open it! ”

"I'm not crazy! Uncle, this is our only chance to live! ”

Moella's eyes shone with a stubborn glint, and with a wave of her hand, the chief guard next to her stepped forward and forcibly pulled the noisy Brian aside, and the chief guard lowered his voice:

"Prince Brian... Don't make a fuss, the princess persuaded the other guards, no one here wants to die, if you continue to stop it, I'm afraid everyone will be killed..."

Brian gritted his teeth and looked at his niece shouting on the stage, for a moment, he felt that he had never really seen this rebellious niece, what kind of mind did she have?

"Open! For the survival of Ironforge! I command you, turn it on! ”

The princess shouted to the king's most trusted royal historian, Axenus, "Open it!" Axenus, there's no time to waste! ”

"yes, open it!"

"Open it!"

Behind the princess, almost all the characters of Ironforge were shouting at the royal historian, and finally, the pale-faced female dwarf turned around and took out the key, and after a heavy sound, the only secret passage in Ironforge appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Princess Moira patted the royal historian on the shoulder in a calm tone, and was the first to enter the chamber, her clenched fists drenched with sweat, but her eyes filled with a strange light.

"Father, I have taken your throne!"