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Another world, the dwarven Panguler Fortress!

A human tragedy is unfolding.

Deep within the fortress, in a spatial rift once guarded by generations of dwarves, a horrifying and bloody ritual is now unfolding.

The pool of blood churned, thick as ink that couldn't be dissolved, emitting a nauseatingly sweet and foul odor.

At the edge of the pool, corpses of various ethnic groups were piled up like mountains.

On their heads, without exception, their eyes were open, frozen in the despair and astonishment of their impending death.

At the very bottom of the mountain of corpses were the heads of slaves captured by other races.

As you move upwards, the number of dwarf corpses gradually increases, forming a horrifying sight!

"Ancestors of Bloodstained Legacy, Skull Offering on a Skull Seat!"

Several dwarves dressed in priestly robes chanted blasphemous and malevolent incantations in hoarse and frenzied voices.

The dwarven executioners beside them swiftly brought down their blades, instantly decapitating the struggling dwarven children.

The dwarf warrior beside him stepped forward with a smile, skillfully separating the head from the torso and throwing them into different piles of corpses.

They are enjoying the thrill of killing!

The pungent stench of blood, urine, and urine, along with the desperate cries of the dead, made this ancient dwarven fortress seem all the more sinister.

Not far from the bloody sacrifice, a spacetime rift that was originally sealed by powerful runes was now trembling violently, its thin-film-like spacetime barrier shaking.

On the other side of the crevice, the crimson mist was so thick it was almost solid, constantly impacting the thin, cicada-wing-like seal.

Although the surrounding runic devices and intricate structures are still struggling to maintain their integrity, the seal has eventually developed minute cracks.

Wisps of blood-red mist seeped in, like living venomous snakes, slithering through the air.

Some corrupted dwarven fanatics caught a whiff of this scent and immediately howled with excitement. Their bloodshot eyes gleamed with fanaticism, and their eerie and insane aura surged.

The killing became even more frenzied as a result.

"No! By the ancestors! You've gone mad, you've all been corrupted!" An elderly dwarf, bound hand and foot, his beard and hair bristling, roared with bloodshot eyes, "Release them! They're just children! Why sacrifice Tinates?"

A young dwarf with bloodshot eyes approached, a chilling smile on his face. He weighed the battle axe in his hand, its blade still dripping with warm blood.

"Uncle, don't be so loud," he said softly. "For the glory of our ancestors, I only wish to borrow your head."

After saying that, he kicked the old dwarf to the ground, making him kneel before the sacrificial stone slab with grooves.

"Kneel down!"

The old dwarf struggled, roaring with his last strength, "Why sacrifice our own people? You have fallen! Wake up!"

"No, I haven't fallen, I'm perfectly fine." The young dwarf stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the axe blade, his expression one of ecstasy. "Uncle, we both share noble blood. Blood for blood, blood for strength! When the stars return to their places, the heavens converge, and time and space merge, the glory of our ancestors will surely reappear here!"

Before he finished speaking, the battle axe in his hand drew a cold arc.

Crack!

The old dwarf's head rolled to the ground, his face still frozen in the aftermath of his final roar.

The young dwarf kicked aside the headless corpse at his feet, wiped the bloodstains from his face, waved to the people behind him, and looked relaxed as if he had accomplished a trivial task.

"Uncle, no one has been misled. We are only trying to restore the glory of our people!"

"For the glory of our people, we will spare no effort!"

"At all costs!"

He murmured softly, as if answering a question from the dead.

"Next."

Not far away, a young dwarf watched all this with a look of pity on his face.

But this slight reluctance was quickly hidden.

At first, he thought his fellow warriors were being a bit too extreme and didn't have the courage to correct them.

Then he saw his own warriors, who refused to associate with them, being killed.

In order to survive, he lowered his standards and began to collude with them.

Now, the bottom line has become a flood that breaches the embankment, and unknowingly, this young dwarf has become one of them.

Depravity and corruption had taken deep root in his heart.

He's about to lose control!

As the young, corrupted dwarf warrior's thoughts raced, someone suddenly ran up to him—

"The elder has given the order! Slaughter and sacrifice the fortress's puppets, slave soldiers, and carnivores as well!"

"What? If we kill them, what will happen to our food, clothing, and shelter?"

"This is Elder Rice's order! Go and carry it out immediately!"

The modern world, the portal zone!

The huge exhaust fans roared, savagely pouring the cold air from the ground into the underground tunnels.

The cold wind swept across their faces, but it did not extinguish the burning passion in the soldiers' hearts.

"Five minutes left! I repeat, five minutes left!"

Z's voice, the commander of this operation, was being transmitted to everyone through tactical headsets. He was still patiently repeating the key points of the operation: "Comrades, remember, stick to the plan—if we get close, the heavy machine gun teams and infantry fighting vehicles will fire first to break through the dwarf formation! We absolutely cannot let those dwarf soldiers get close. Their strength combined with their rune armor is something our current physical bodies and exoskeletons cannot withstand!"

"Gentlemen, we fight for justice! The dwarves are slaughtering their own kind—"

They are warriors, here to liberate the enslaved dwarf civilians, to sweep away the rot and evil that breeds in this land.

Zhao leaned back in the passenger seat, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

The cigarette butt flickered in the dim light, reflecting off his resolute face.

Not far away, rows of armored vehicles were idling, their heavy machine guns pointed forward, the armor-piercing rounds in their belts gleaming coldly, eager to drink the blood of the enemy.

Several impatient soldiers stepped on the accelerator of the mountain infantry fighting vehicle, and the engine immediately roared. The steel behemoth, which was stretching its muscles, could no longer hold back.

Further away, the figures of the Butcher Special Operations Force could be seen in and out of sight. Like Zhao and his team, they were the spearhead of this operation.

This time, a total of eight special forces units were tasked with, after the main force breached the defenses, swiftly traversing the surface to destroy the dwarves' transportation lines, cut off their logistics, disrupt their support, and completely divide the dwarves into different groups.

It sounds simple, but Zhao knew it was no different from retrieving something from boiling oil—extremely dangerous.

The dwarves have been ruling the mountain kingdom for many years. Relying on their talent for digging and building tunnels, they have constructed a large number of tunnels and trenches in the mountains. If any of the dwarven trenches are not found, and the various dwarven forces are able to surround them, it will be full of uncertainty for humanity!

Zhao exhaled a thick white smoke ring, his mind flashing back to the latest intelligence he had received a few tens of minutes earlier.

The high-ranking dwarves who worship evil gods have begun a large-scale roundup of their own people, preparing to carry out some kind of evil sacrifice.

The thought of those innocent dwarf civilians about to be slaughtered like livestock made Zhao's eyes burn with rage.

Corruption, depravity!

These malignant tumors must be eradicated completely!

"Captain—I—I need to pee." Xiao Sun, the driver of the mountain infantry fighting vehicle next to him, said in a low voice with a face flushed red from holding it in.

The atmosphere was instantly shattered.

Zhao pointed with his chin to a row of large iron buckets that had been prepared beforehand at the corner of the passageway, annoyed. "Go, hurry back, don't wet your pants! It's embarrassing!"

"Alright!" Little Sun felt like he had been granted a pardon, jumped out of the car quickly, and ran over in a flash.

Xiao Sun wasn't afraid; he was a veteran, and urinating was one of the ways he released stress before a major battle.

Zhao Zhao extinguished his cigarette, carefully put the butt into his pocket, and glanced at his watch.

A little while later, Xiao Sun came running back, pulling up his pants, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

When he met Zhao's eyes, he jumped up and quickly stood at attention, straightening his helmet.

Zhao ignored him, staring at the military tactical watch on his wrist, the second hand counting down in its final moments.

"Get in the car, we're about to leave!"

"yes!"

The words had barely left his mouth—

"Beep—Beep—Beep 99"

A sharp, rapid electronic buzzing sound replaced Z's incessant chatter, precisely piercing the eardrums of every soldier through the tactical headset.

This is not a drill; this is the bugle call to officially charge!

The entire underground passageway came to life instantly.

The soldiers, who had been feigning sleep, suddenly opened their eyes and checked their weapons one last time. The heavy machine gunners placed their hands on the safety of their guns, while some soldiers banged on their metal mounts, making a crisp metallic clanging sound.

The infantry fighting vehicle driver stepped on the accelerator, and the engine roared loudly, like a steel beast being awakened and howling.

The smell of burning fuel began to fill the underground passage, and the atmosphere gradually became somber.

At the end of the passageway, in an open area completely isolated from the sky and satellites by a huge steel frame, Li Weiguo and several senior commanders stood on a command vehicle, their eyes fixed intently on the front.

In the center of their gaze, a technical officer was carefully holding a palm-sized, pitch-black Rubik's Cube.

From a distance, the Rubik's Cube's surface appears as smooth as a mirror, yet so deep it seems to devour all light.

The technical officer's fingers flew across the screen, typing in a series of complex commands.

That's one of the ways to operate the Space-Time Cube!

A strange, indescribable feeling instantly gripped everyone present.

It wasn't sound, nor vibration; it was more like a sense of spiritual detachment. It was as if everyone's consciousness was forcibly elevated from their bodies, overlooking the entire space from a godlike perspective.

Immediately afterwards, the air directly in front of them began to distort, and a tiny, azure spot of light appeared out of thin air.

Without any warning, the light expanded outward, from a single point to a circle, and then stretched into a line.

The blue light grew stronger and stronger, eventually transforming into a massive portal ten meters high and eighty meters wide. Inside, the light flowed like a flowing blue crystal.

If you look closely, you can see a faint image on the other side.

The mountains and green fields were their target for this operation!

Not far away, the ultra-high voltage transmission lines, which had been activated long ago, began to generate a surge of electricity once again.

This is to alleviate the enormous power consumption of the Time Cube and to extend its opening time as much as possible.

Although the amount of electricity transmitted by the multiple ultra-high voltage transmission networks is limited, it is sufficient to meet the demand.

"Time portal successfully opened! Coordinates stable!" The technical officer's voice trembled with excitement.

"All troops, attack!"

Li Weiguo's roar resounded throughout the underground space through the loudspeaker, like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

"Boom!"

The steel torrent, which had been poised to unleash its power, was launched in an instant.

The leading rapid reaction force floored the accelerator, and mountain infantry fighting vehicles and assault vehicles roared towards the azure blue light gate, creating a whirlwind of speed.

The wheels rolled across the ground, the dust they kicked up hadn't even settled before the convoy plunged headlong into that streak of light—

Li Weiguo watched as each department rushed into the other world without the slightest hesitation, raised his hand, and saluted!

Another world!

After the familiar dizziness and tearing sensation subsided, Zhao shook his head violently, and his vision cleared again after a moment of blurriness.

The air was warm and humid, filled with the fragrance of soil and plants, a stark contrast to the coldness of the underground tunnel.

It worked!

Their car was parked in a vast field, with rolling hills and sparse woodland in the distance.

In the sky, a star much larger than the sun hangs high, casting its blazing light.

If all goes well, this is the agricultural area on the outskirts of the dwarven Pangulet fortress, more than 600 kilometers away from their base in the northern lands of another world.

Compared to the far north, the climate here is warm like spring.

"Captain, the air here is really fresh!" Driver Xiao Sun took a deep breath, a look of delight on his face. "There are no enemies here for now!"

"Enough talk!" Zhao shouted. "Firepower alert! All units, begin occupying high ground!"

"yes!"

Following closely behind the special forces were the command vehicle and the communications vehicle.

In a command vehicle, Bi Shengli, the commander of this operation, held binoculars and quickly scanned the surrounding environment. After confirming that it matched the intelligence map perfectly, his tense face finally relaxed a little.

"Although we received intelligence that dwarven soldiers were capturing large numbers of their own dwarven kin as sacrifices, we don't have much time. Five minutes! We only have five minutes of absolutely safe time!"

Gong Shengli's voice echoed throughout the otherworld exploration team via the public channel: "Proceed as planned, deploy the ironclad formation! Quickly!"

With the order issued, all departments began to act swiftly.

The order was given, and the convoy, which had been huddled together, quickly dispersed in all directions. The tracks rolled over the soft ground, leaving deep ruts.

One by one, the infantry fighting vehicles stopped in the appropriate positions, their turrets rotating, and their dark cannons aimed at the distance.

The heavy machine gun crew jumped off the vehicle and set up firing positions as quickly as possible.

The engineers then began laying anti-personnel mines and setting up makeshift defensive fortifications.

Meanwhile, the Butcher and other special forces began to rapidly spread outwards from the space-time portal.

Occupy high ground and set up defensive networks and positions.

Armored vehicles, infantry fighting vehicles, wheeled robots, vehicles carrying large numbers of disposable combat robots, as well as ammunition vehicles, communication vehicles, radar communication bases, and other equipment began to be rapidly transported from the modern world.

With those vehicles secured, the next step was to transport trucks towing armed helicopters, tanker trucks carrying fuel, and various supplies.

The originally flat farmland was quickly occupied by rapid construction machinery.

Large quantities of military-grade steel plates were laid, and a makeshift airport was quickly constructed.

With the high ground in various locations captured, a temporary high-altitude defense network was completed, followed by an air defense fire network.

Since the portal opened, the warriors have not encountered any dwarves or engaged in battle with them, much to the relief of many commanders who had been holding their breath.

Troops are very vulnerable when marching and crossing rivers.

If we attack while the troops are crossing the river, they will suffer heavy losses.

However, once the dangerous moment is over, the troops will be able to calmly deploy their forces and organize defensive and offensive formations.

In less than half an hour, several thousand people from Earth had set out as pioneers, flying directly towards the front lines.

This number and scale are still expanding rapidly —

Forty minutes later.

The forward temporary command post for the Battle of Pangule Fortress.

In an area repeatedly cleared by engineers and robots to confirm the absence of any dwarf tunnels, dozens of modular cabins were assembled into a heart pulsating with a torrent of data within half an hour.

Inside the command center, the air was slightly warm from the heat emanating from various devices. The electronic sand table shone brightly in the center, updating in real time with terrain data transmitted from drones; red and blue lines, three-dimensional contour lines, and more detailed information intertwined and flickered on it.

"Report! Vertical UAVs No. 1 through No. 10 have all taken off and begun high-precision scanning of the designated area."

"Report: The local electromagnetic environment is 10 percent weaker than that of the far north base. It will take another two hours to complete the deployment of the large communication base station."

The field airfield is expected to be available for armed helicopter take-off and landing in three hours!

"Report! Area B3 exploration complete, confirmed to be an abandoned dwarf village. Based on the tracks, over a thousand dwarves once lived here! Now, men, women, and children are all gone. According to the footprints, they left in the direction of Pangule Fortress, six kilometers away!"

An advisor pointed to a red line on the sand table, his face grim: "Boss, the intelligence was correct. These dwarves are indeed ruthless, actually using their own kind as sacrifices. I really don't know how their clan's warriors were persuaded!"

Bi Shengli frowned slightly, looked at the sand table, gave a faint "hmm," and said, "Organize and back up all this exploration information to facilitate psychological warfare against the dwarves in the future."

"yes!"

Immediately afterwards, another communications officer's voice carried a hint of undisguised surprise.

"Command! The exploration robots in Sector B5 have made a major discovery! We've found the dwarves' supplies stored in a mountain tunnel near the dwarves! There's a lot of food and cured meat piled up, and wow—there's even a considerable amount of forged weapons and gunpowder here!"

"Oh?" Bi Shengli finally raised his head, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. "We've already got our spoils before even opening the gates!"

Old Zhang, standing nearby, rubbed his chin: "Which gentleman said the seal would open within a few days? It seems the corrupted higher-ups of the Mithril Clan are getting anxious."

"Confirm the safety of supplies! Categorize and classify ammunition and weapons."

"OK!"

Although the dwarves' supplies and some food items don't suit human tastes, the opening of the space-time portal behind them consumes too much electrical energy. Even if a large amount of excess peak power is transferred over now, it will still be very damaging to them.

They need to destroy the Corruptors of Pangulet Fortress within a fixed timeframe, and also to strike at the remaining forces of the dwarven Mithril Clan.

To ensure that there wouldn't be a shortage of supplies later on, humans also need to sort and organize the dwarves' many broken items.

"Report! The Second Elite Special Forces have spotted a dwarf force! Report! A large number of deceived elderly and weak dwarves have been discovered in the rear!"

Reports came one after another, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Just then, a blinding red light suddenly flashed in an area in the southwest corner of the sand table!

"Alert! Hostile target encountered three kilometers away! It's a dwarven escort force!"

"Report! We've been discovered!"

Shortly after the alarm sounded, communications from the frontline combat units came through, with muffled gunfire and explosions in the background.

"This is the elite squad! We've discovered a large number of dwarves, the elderly, women, and children! Report! A large number of dwarves, the elderly, women, and children! Uh—the dwarves are firing at us! The dwarves are firing at us! Requesting permission to open fire!"

"Agreed to open fire!"

A few kilometers away!

Ahead, a sudden skirmish broke out.

In the mountain valley a few kilometers away, gunshots and explosions intertwined to create a symphony of death.

While carrying out a mission of dispersed reconnaissance and occupying positions, the elite squad ran head-on with a group of dwarves.

This group of dwarves numbered over six hundred, the vast majority of whom were the elderly, women, and children. The only real armed force consisted of about twenty fortress guards riding Gru and wearing runic armor.

The guards' attire clearly came from the Panguler Fortress.

The common people, on the other hand, had been lured from nearby villages and were completely unaware of the fate of the sacrificial offerings to come.

When human drones appeared in the sky, the dwarven guards almost instinctively regarded the humans as enemies and began to organize their forces to launch an attack.

The other side looked so united in their hatred of the enemy, as if they were the ones on the side of justice.

Of course, the Pangolier Fortress was actually dwarven territory, so the sudden appearance of humans was indeed highly suspicious.

"Da da da—!"

'

A dull, rhythmic gunshot rang out.

That was the roar of a 12.7mm heavy machine gun.

Four hundred meters away, the Gru beasts beneath the two dwarven guards, who were sneaking around and trying to avoid the line of fire from the flanks and attempt to attack humans at close range, instantly disintegrated, with flying fragments even hitting their companions nearby.

One of the two dwarf guards who launched the attack alone had his head smashed on the spot.

The other survivor, true to his elite status, activated his runic armor the instant his mount collapsed.

A faint halo of light swirled around his armor. After losing an arm, the dwarf had managed to hide behind a rock not far away, protecting himself from human fire.

However, judging from the other party's injuries, that dwarf probably wouldn't last an hour!

After dealing with the dwarves who dared to charge at them, the gunfire temporarily ceased.

The pioneering team is not a bloodthirsty force; they still have their limits at times.

"We're safe for now," the stern voice of the sharp-edged squad leader rang out. "Proceed with the plan and turn on the loudspeaker to tell them why we're attacking them."

"receive!"

The next second, the Mandarin spoken through the high-powered loudspeaker, after being processed by the translation chip, was transformed into the Dwarven language, echoing throughout the valley.

"Dwarves ahead, listen! You have all been deceived! The guards of Panguler Fortress are using you as sacrifices in an attempt to open an evil rift!"

"The soldiers of Pomgrelle Fortress have been corrupted by evil!!!"

"We made a pact with your ancestor, Gaizul. We have come to destroy the enemy attempting to destroy the fortress and to save the spacetime seal!"

"You can ask your guards if they have betrayed your faith!"

These claims by humans have no evidence whatsoever, and naturally, they have the opposite effect.

"Nonsense! Humans are lying!"

"Kill these scumbags!"

"They're trying to capture us and threaten Pomgrelle Fortress!"

"Let's fight them!"

Both the older and younger dwarves clearly trusted their own kind more.

Some directed the elderly, women, and children to retreat, while others picked up their muskets, preparing to launch another attack.

These dwarves, who had no cannons, were so reckless as to think that this was just another vile invasion by humans.

As long as they can hold off the enemy, the arrival of dwarven reinforcements will be the time for them to be wiped out.

Of course, some of the dwarven guards who came out of Pangula Fortress showed a noticeable change in expression.

Because what humans say is true.

However, what they couldn't understand was why a group of well-equipped humans had appeared here without anyone noticing.

Are the dwarves' defensive networks all useless?

Also, how exactly was this information leaked?

How could human forces have so easily broken through all the blockades and arrived here?

The more a deeply corrupt dwarf squad leader, who considered himself righteous, pondered, the uglier his face became.

Thinking about Lord Rice's orders over the past two days, he had a bad feeling!

"The spirits of our ancestors watch over us! For the glory of our ancestors, warriors of the Mithril Clan, take up your weapons and prepare to attack once more!"

"Sir, we have no heavy weapons. Charging like this will only increase casualties!"

"No, our casualties will be enormous if we can't break through the blockade!" shouted the corrupted dwarf squad leader. "Do you want to be a coward, or a hero?"

"Fine, since you've chosen to charge, we're willing to follow you and charge together."

On the mountain, the captain of the elite squad looked down at the dwarves who were actually organizing an attack, and that they were launching a reckless attack from below without any heavy weapons. His eyes immediately turned cold.

"Warnings confirmed ineffective. Mobilize the elite dwarves with firepower; just intimidate the old and weak. Break their will to fight and drive them away!"

If these dwarves left immediately, they might be able to escape the fate of being wiped out by their own kind.

Unfortunately, they are too stubborn!

"clear!"

The two sides were less than 500 meters apart. The heavy machine guns that had just ceased fire adjusted their angle and aimed at the armored dwarf elites.

He then pulled the trigger!

Da da da————

12.7mm heavy machine gun bullets swept across the dwarves who were attempting to launch an attack once again.

The first burst of fire caused some losses among the dwarves.

This is not finished!

Not far away, a soldier touching a 40mm grenade launcher grinned and quickly locked onto the group of armored dwarf combatants who were gathered together, preparing to charge.

"Here's something big for you to try!"

The trigger was pulled.

"Thump-thump—thump!"

More than ten high-explosive grenades, trailing plumes of smoke, traced precise parabolic trajectories and crashed into the very front of the dwarves' newly organized assault column.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Flames and thick smoke shot into the sky, while dirt and rubble kicked up by the explosion rained down on them.

Although these 40mm shells were aimed at armored dwarven warriors with three-eyed firearms, the explosive power of modern weapons is immense.

The thirty-odd dwarves who were just yelling and charging with the armored warriors were quite old. Although they had considerable combat experience, they were not wearing runic armor.

When the vicious 40mm shells landed in front, they also swallowed up a small portion of the dwarves.

Amidst screams, an old dwarf, witnessing the horrific scene, cried out.

"If we can't win, we'll retreat!"

"Evacuate!"

They understood that the humans had now gained a favorable position, and even though they could use the rocks to avoid direct enemy fire, there were still too many enemies around.

They cannot hide on the ground unless they dig a tunnel to break through.

Such a horrific scene terrified the elderly, women, and children behind the dwarves who were unaware of what was happening.

In an instant, cries echoed through the valley.

After the barrage of fire, the humans only killed some armored and armed dwarf warriors.

Then, the loudspeaker sounded again.

This time, his words carried an undeniable coldness and an ultimatum.

"Final warning to the unknown dwarves of the Mithril Clan! The guards inside Pangulet Fortress have been corrupted. The guards who lured you here are now leading you to your doom. We grant you permission to evacuate to a designated area in the rear; we will not attack those who retreat. However, any further aggression will be met with death!"

The dwarves, now blocked, hesitated.

The overwhelming firepower displayed by humanity evaporated their courage.

More importantly, they discovered that although there were human soldiers on the retreat route behind them, those people were only monitoring from a distance and did not intend to obstruct them.

An elderly dwarf addressed his fellow villagers directly: "We're very close to Pangula Fortress, and we're currently unarmed and unarmed, putting us at a significant disadvantage in fighting humans! Let's evacuate from the scum's ambush first, and once everyone has hidden in the caves, we can seize the opportunity to attack them!"

"Good! The glory of our ancestors is with me!"

"We are not cowards; we need to cover our compatriots' evacuation from here first!"

The instinct for survival, coupled with the old dwarf's words, triumphed over nihilistic loyalty.

The dwarves, supporting the wounded and leading the women and children, retreated in a disheveled state in the direction they had come from.

Those corrupted dwarven warriors who were blinded by rage were all killed, and this force of old and weak dwarves eventually withdrew from the human defenses.

Watching them walk away, a young team member couldn't help but ask, "Captain, are we just letting them go like that? What if they do something rash and run back to the fortress?"

The captain didn't turn his head, his gaze still fixed on the battlefield monitor: "Our primary mission is to destroy the Corruptors in the fortress, not to get entangled with these cannon fodder. As for them—"

He paused, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

"Let them see for themselves, let them ask around! I saw those dwarves take away several wounded dwarf soldiers from the fortress! Tsk tsk, let's hope they don't die!"

"Captain, aren't we going to kill all those scumbags?"

"What do you think those civilians, grieving and enraged after losing loved ones, will do if their lies are exposed?"

The team members were stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on.

"They will surely perish because of their many evil deeds! We must not only kill them, but also destroy their spirit!"

After the battle ended, the squad leader immediately reported: "Report, the firefight is over, and the enemy has been driven back to their original position."

The entire process takes no more than ten minutes.

No one in the command center was surprised; this was the expected efficiency.

The communications soldier frowned. "Commander, should we kill all the corrupted guards? They only killed a few just now!"

Bi Shengli tapped his fingers on the table without hesitation: "No need. We can rescue them later if they use knives!"

'

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the marked dwarven sentry posts on the sand table, his eyes suddenly sharpening.

"We've already been exposed, and all departments are ready. There's no need to play hide-and-seek anymore."

"Order! Artillery units, pull out all the exposed nails from the dwarves, one by one!"

"yes!"

The moment the order was given, rows of rocket launchers on the distant positions were already eagerly launching shells.

The next second, a deafening roar shattered the tranquility of the other world.

Dozens of fire dragons roared and tore through the sky, precisely striking the distant hills and passes.

Rumble—

Almost as soon as the shells landed and exploded, the Pangula Fortress, which lay sprawled among the mountains like a prehistoric behemoth, also awoke.

Woo-woo-woo—!

A mournful, desolate bugle call echoed from the depths of the fortress, as if a sleeping behemoth had been completely awakened and was roaring in anger.

The war has begun!