The dwarves' bereavements don't stop there. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The cannons of this era did not have the precision necessary for the great mechanical industry, and the steel did not fail, let alone the so-called rifling. So the range of this 'small steel cannon' is not far, only about two kilometers.

Of course, because the shell is fed, it is not a cannon in the traditional sense, according to Magni's translation, it is probably a cannon down, and there is not a single grass within a hundred meters in diameter.

"Okay, next question? How do you load the shells? Why don't I see the loader?"

That's right, the barrel is only six meters long and about 1.2 meters in calibre is attached to this manpower tank destroyer. Looking at those huge shells with a diameter of one meter, Duke only felt his eyelids jump.

This thing weighs three or four tons, right?

"What else? Carry it by manpower!"

Magni snapped her fingers, and suddenly a dwarven chamber guard swelled up like a blow. Obviously, the guy's armor was specially made, and the moment he got bigger, the armor disassembled on its own. A good cuirass has become a goggle-like existence.

The leather pants were also specially made, and a pair of long pants were actually worn into small shorts and didn't even hold up.

Looking at the guy's whole body glowing with silver metal reflections, Duke finally came to his senses: "The gods descend to earth?"

"Yes!" Magni smiled, "Looks like you know us dwarves pretty well!"

The gods descended to earth, and the dwarves lost another of their racial talents. Dwarves who have awakened this innate skill after rigorous training can increase their strength, attack, defense, and vitality at the same time by increasing their size.

Dwarves, let a few dwarves who have awakened the [Heavenly Gods] carry the cannonballs, and you win!

Looking at Duke's admiring expression, Magni and Gerbin smiled happily.

Magni suddenly leaned over and said sneakily, "yes, it sounds like you know what a 'loader' method is......? Communication?"

Duke's eyes rolled: "Our side of the Storm Kingdom is in a stalemate in Red Ridge Mountain, or you can support 1,000 secret room guards first!"

"What are you kidding? There are only 1,200 chamber guards in the entire Copperbeard Dwarven Clan right now. No! I don't have to talk about it!" Magni said in a categorical tone, like an old hen protecting her cubs, and clutched herself.

A faint smile appeared on Duke's face, and almost the moment he saw Duke's smile, people next to him who were extremely familiar with Duke's personality, such as Aurelia, were already covering their mouths and snickering.

Well, Duke is going to trick people again.

"Then, I exchanged it for a massive tank assault - [Blitzkrieg]?"

"Blitzkrieg?" the name is so lofty! Magni and Gerbin pricked up their ears almost instantly.

You know, over the years, their steam tanks have been ridiculed by outsiders.

Useless iron bumps.

A lot of waste of manpower and material resources is wasted.

It's not as good as a 200-pound sledgehammer for an orc warrior.

A few hammers down, and what steam tanks fall apart.

Well, it's better to be a hammer!

In the ears of Magni and Gerbin, no matter how many times they listened, it was like a needle pricking the heart, and it was very uncomfortable.

Although the soul of steampunk has long been imprinted in their hearts, and they are convinced that high technology will replace the weak sword, the new thing like the Steam Tank is destined to live in ridicule as long as it does not prove itself on the battlefield.

The old school of dwarves continues to advocate more attention to training the best dwarven guards in the secret room.

This made Magni and Gerbin very uncomfortable.

Duke's words now directly scratched the most itchy place in the hearts of the two.

Duke flipped his hand and showed a huge virtual image, it was a huge plain, hundreds of smoke and dust were rising from it, and if you looked clearly, you would find that those tanks were completely different from the dwarven steam tanks, and they were rushing forward.

They use their high-speed assault capabilities to tear through enemy lines with incredible speed, go around the enemy's rear, and divide and encircle the enemy.

Duke's magnetic voice also remembered at this point: "Although I recognize your invention as an epoch-making genius invention, it is clear that your use of tanks is wrong. The tank was never a weapon for assault or confrontation. Tanks, for firepower, for mobility. Only mobility is the soul of the tank. ”

Maneuverability!?

The two dwarf bosses are full of spirits.

Because the screen was so fast, the two of them didn't see what kind of enemy those tanks were fighting. But this does not prevent a new window from being opened in their minds.

Just as he was about to listen to it more, Duke became addicted and directly closed the picture.

"Huh?"

"Wait!"

Duke didn't pay attention to them, but continued to bewitch: "The Barren Land has gathered nearly three hundred thousand human soldiers and thousands of mages. If it's a head-to-head duel, when will it be the dwarf's turn to come out? Everyone is advancing with infantry, so why should the dwarves take the lead?"

"This ......," McGoney said, his big face bulging into the color of pork liver. Being blocked by the orcs at the door of the house for a year and fat, everyone was angry, and Magni was already a little unbearable to bear the Lordaeron people's self-proclaimed face of the dwarven savior, and now when Duke mentioned it, McGony was suddenly a little deflated.

Gerbin spoke: "Then, Duke, do you have any good ways to help the dwarves and gnomes breathe a sigh of relief?"

Duke smiled mysteriously and sneaked into a dwarven tent with the two guys before saying, "Orgrim, the great chief of the tribe, has indeed sent a letter of war to the alliance to meet Lothar for a decisive battle. But Orgrim is also a thief, and he has never promised to fight to the end. If he can't win the alliance, he can't retreat into the Blackstone Fortress! Think about it, if 200,000 orcs retreat into the fortress, how long will the alliance take to take the Blackstone fortress? In that kind of narrow terrain street fighting, who will be sent to fight first?"

Magni couldn't be calmer at all.

Dwarves, absolutely forced to send the dwarves who are best at tunnel warfare to be cannon fodder. Even if Lothar is really kind enough to share the battle losses of all countries, this is still a nightmare for the copperbearded dwarves who have already lost their troops.

You know, these 50,000 people are now Magni's almost angry, and in order to take revenge, he has to pull out almost all the adult dwarves who can fight to gather 50,000 people. In case the loss is too bad, it is conceivable that the Copperbeard Dwarf will not be able to recover for a long time. (To be continued.) )