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Chapter 281 Nails Pulled Out and Teeth Removed! Dwarf: Humans Let Us Eat To Our Hearts?! (Please Subscribe)

The war has reached this point, and the dwarves are completely bewildered!

With the elderly and weak dwarves rescued, and Gazul personally telling them to trust humans, Northrend, who had previously been adamant, immediately changed his attitude.

"—There are some dangerous big guys inside the Pangol Fortress—"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chong smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness. Could you elaborate?"

In war, intelligence is paramount. While there are many corrupt individuals within the Mithril Clan, there are also quite a few normal people. If the dwarves provide them with more previously unknown information, it will help the human exploration teams to expedite the cleanup of the corrupt individuals and reduce their own losses.

Norsen nodded: "Arsenal No. 2 has been destroyed by our ancestors, and Armored Depot No. 3 is now under our control. But I'm talking about Armored Depot No. 1! Inside—inside are relics capable of leveling mountains—besides that, there will definitely be reinforcements coming from nearby. Some of these people are corrupted, but others are not—I'm talking about those who might not be corrupted—oh, and there's also an underground railway line nearby—"

When the old dwarf spoke, he was unaware that these messages had already been transmitted to the human command center behind the lines via microphone.

Rumble—

One after another, orange-red fireworks exploded, the sound of human firepower precisely targeting and killing the newly discovered dwarf soldiers.

Thank you for letting me know!

The command post where Bi Shengli was staying.

The tech guy kept playing the message that the old dwarf had revealed earlier.

"—Arsenal No. 1 is near the core, but he doesn't know its exact location. Besides this—the underground railway network, which stretches for hundreds of kilometers—our tribe's tunneling skills are incredibly impressive!"

If another race had undertaken such a project, the command center would probably be astonished.

But when everyone heard that they were dwarfs, everything seemed so reasonable.

However, many people still complained, "An underground railway system has been under construction for over a hundred years and it's still not finished. With such a slow construction speed, what's the point of bragging?"

"Because the monsters appearing so frequently due to the convergence of the heavens, the dwarven forces may be able to quickly approach through underground passages?"

This is terrible news! We must destroy the dwarves' tunnel route immediately!

Inside the command center, Commander Bi Shengli stared at the constantly flashing red warning sign on the tactical map, his brows furrowed in worry.

The elderly dwarf knew very little about the No. 1 armory.

These are secrets known only to the high-ranking core of the dwarves.

The relic placed inside was described by the old dwarf as something of immense power, capable of turning the tide of battle.

We must handle this with extreme care!

Just as the entire team felt a sense of pressure and Bi Shengli was about to mobilize the troops to search for the No. 1 armory, a calm and familiar voice suddenly answered the call.

"Report! It's a communication request from that mysterious person!"

Bi Shengli felt a sudden surge of emotion: "Connect!"

"Greetings, fellow humans. Armory One is now in the hands of my friends who are searching it. They're dealing with the danger there! You can focus on removing the thorns and clearing away any remaining threats to the dwarven fortress."

These words made Bi Shengli let out a long sigh of relief.

Thank you for your help!

"You're welcome. We're all human, and we'll definitely resolve the trouble caused by the dwarves." After saying that, the communication ended.

Bi Shengli and the others rubbed their temples, clenched their fists, then relaxed them. They then gave Zhao a new instruction on the other end of the communicator: "Zhao, after your unit finishes escorting the prisoners, rest for an hour, eat to replenish your strength, and wait for the new mission."

"Yes!" Zhao's voice echoed in the channel, clear and calm.

After ending the call, Zhao looked at the many dwarves who had been rescued: "Friends, please follow our warriors to the safe area, where there is delicious food and wine to satisfy your hungry stomachs."

"Good!" Upon hearing that there was food and drink, many of the dwarfs who had been starving for some time smiled.

Although the dwarves didn't lack that meal, it was a gesture of goodwill from humans towards them, bringing them food.

At the command post, Bi Shengli issued various orders.

"Now that the dwarven prisoners have been rescued, activate the anti-aircraft forces and destroy all dwarven air units that have come to reinforce us!"

"Understood, begin issuing the mission!"

Located 60 kilometers northeast of Pangula Fortress, near the Devil's Sea.

High in the sky, five enormous mechanical airships were struggling to move forward against the fierce winds.

These airships were extremely slow, with a speed not exceeding 50 kilometers per hour, but they were at least aerial units.

This small fleet was an air force tasked with supporting the Pangula Fortress.

Along with them, a rapid air support mobile force of dwarves that could be mobilized within a 200-kilometer radius was also urgently deployed.

Originally, support troops were also to be sent to Tranquil Harbor, but Tranquil Harbor had previously been attacked by a bizarre enemy who dared to call himself Gaizur.

This has led to unrest in Ningjing Port and significant troop losses.

The dwarven elder Mazast of Tranquil Harbor has now directly refused the order to support Pangulet Fortress.

Pangula Fortress is important, but Tranquil Harbor is also important.

Mazast is now urgently drawing upon the young and able-bodied dwarves of Tranquil Harbor to defend against potential attacks from the sea or elsewhere.

In Mazast's view, the humans' use of spatial magic to ambush them seemed impressive, but their sustained firepower should not be sufficient. As long as the dwarves could withstand the most intense attacks and hold out until reinforcements arrived, the crisis would naturally be resolved.

The dwarf tribes could even send out their own forces to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop.

Under this analysis, the question of who controls Tranquil Harbor becomes extremely important.

Unfortunately, the dwarves, being at a disadvantage due to the information gap, had no idea what kind of enemy they were facing.

The time-space teleportation magic they believed in was completely different from the time-space teleportation used by the pioneering team.

Moreover, what the dwarves considered a formidable aerial unit was utterly ridiculous to the human exploration teams.

They weren't even fat.

These airships are enormous, hundreds of meters long, and look like super behemoths.

However, these airships have a low carrying capacity and extremely low utilization rate. Due to the interruption of the dwarven industrial civilization, each airship can only carry a maximum of 150 soldiers.

Even more fatal is that their range is pitifully short, a mere 250 kilometers being their limit.

Adding to the unpredictable gales in the high skies of this other world, the winds become increasingly violent the further north you go, so airships can mostly only be used as short-range emergency rescue units.

Therefore, they never appeared on the northern battlefields, and even when used in the High Mountain Kingdom, they had to choose calm and peaceful days whenever possible.

Besides this, the dwarves have many problems with factionalism at the top, chaotic command structure among the various departments within the clans, and serious issues with the military command system.

Despite the fact that the various units could be mobilized quickly and that the dwarves could leverage their mobile warfare advantage, the dwarven leadership was plagued by various interests and power struggles, resulting in untimely and inadequate support.

The airship force this time was a small emergency air support unit from the Mithril Clan. The air support units from other clans were still haggling with the Mithril Clan, demanding more benefits.

Of course, the dwarf king and the elite forces of the major clans have been staying in the dwarf forbidden lands recently and have not yet returned.

The dwarves, leaderless and embroiled in fierce internal strife, are unable to fully utilize their decent air units.

(You can think of it this way) Just compare the dwarves to cherry blossoms, like the deer and the marun!

For example, in the previous conflict with the southern humans, only some reconnaissance units were sent out, while the main force was all lying in the warehouse gathering dust.

Of course, saying it's just dusty isn't entirely accurate; poverty is also a factor.

Although the technology of the dwarf airships is mature, each sortie requires a large amount of artificially produced helium.

Helium is considered too expensive by dwarves!

Behind a small chemical toothbrush lies a supply chain of hundreds of petroleum industry chains.

The entire High Mountain Kingdom has a population of less than 600 million. With such a small population, it still needs to deploy hundreds of thousands of troops to defend the surrounding areas and deal with the ever-present threat of world destruction. In addition, it has become a feudal state, and its technology relies entirely on archaeology.

Since the Dwarf civilization suffered a technological lapse due to years of war and lost its advanced industrialization capabilities, many things that seem simple to humans have become rare and difficult-to-mass-produce items for them.

"Damn this wind! How can it be so strong? If it keeps blowing like this, we'll run out of fuel before we even reach Pangulu!"

Airship Commander Harlin cursed irritably, his thick fingers gripping the runic bronze control stick in front of him.

"Sir, look ahead!" The dwarf scout on lookout duty suddenly pointed to the distant horizon, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "What's that? It looks like—smoke?"

Harlin squinted and looked in the direction he was pointing.

In the distant sky, multiple straight white streaks of smoke were tearing through the clouds in two waves, hurtling straight toward them at an incredible angle! Their speed far exceeded that of any flying creature he had ever seen!

That's not smoke!

A chill ran from Harlin's tailbone straight to the top of his head! The hairs on his body stood on end instantly!

"Enemy attack—!!"

"Quick! Fully activate energy shields! Prepare anti-air weapons!"

Harlin's roar echoed through the cramped command cabin.

The support fleet was thrown into chaos. The dwarven operators frantically pounded on various buttons and levers, trying to activate the airships' bulky anti-aircraft cannons and runic shields.

"Ancestors above, turret number three is stuck!"

"Anti-aircraft weapons repositioning—damn, too slow!"

However, their reaction came too late.

It could even be said that their fate was sealed the moment humans pressed the launch button.

Those ten trails of smoke were the marks left by multiple high-powered cruise missiles. Thousands of kilometers away, guided by drones at the terminal stage, they instantly broke the sound barrier, tearing through the air at a terrifying Mach 3 speed, emitting a piercing shriek, and crashing violently into the massive dwarf airship swarm.

The first airship had just erected a light blue runic shield when, in the next second, the first missile carrying 1200 kilograms of high-energy explosives plunged into it.

There was no earth-shattering explosion; the shield shattered like a balloon punctured by a needle. The violent shockwave created numerous holes in the airship.

Surprisingly, the airship remained stubbornly standing in the sky, not completely destroyed.

However, the second missile that followed precisely penetrated the airship's fragile hull, which was made of metal frame and animal hide.

"boom--!!!"

A blazing fireball suddenly exploded in mid-air, instantly tearing the massive airship into countless burning fragments, which, along with twisted metal and the tattered skin of the airship made of unknown materials, began to scatter in all directions.

Ten cruise missiles accelerated to supersonic speeds, one of which penetrated the defenses, and another exploded. Multiple explosions and shockwaves instantly engulfed the entire fleet.

Immediately afterwards, more flames lit up the sky, and one airship after another disintegrated in mid-air, turning into dazzling yet deadly fireworks.

Inside the submarine, hundreds of dwarven canned creatures clad in full plate armor, along with over fifty elite dwarven warriors, were thrown out of the torn hull by the violent airflow before they even had time to react. They were transformed into flying figures, hurtling down from a height of 2,500 meters.

At this height, even a screw falling from here could make a huge hole in a person's head.

Not to mention these iron lumps that weigh hundreds of kilograms.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

On the ground, these unfortunate elite dwarves, amidst desperate screams, crashed one after another onto the hard frozen earth and mountain peaks, turning into splattered flowers of flesh and blood.

In just a few seconds, the dwarfs' air support force was completely wiped out.

The pioneering team was the frontline command for the battle against Pangule Fortress.

"Sir, the air support units dispatched from the north have all been destroyed!" the communications officer reported.

Bi Shengli shifted his gaze from the massive electronic map, watched as a dwarven reinforcement force was destroyed, smiled, and asked, "Were any other aerial units detected?"

"Report, nothing detected yet," the intelligence analyst immediately replied. "We've only confirmed that the enemy possesses a well-organized air defense network threatening our drones."

Bi Shengli tapped lightly on the area on the map that was flashing a red dot, which was a full two hundred kilometers away from them.

According to previous reconnaissance reports, there was a formidable air defense network there.

In order to establish a stable connection with the headquarters of the Time Gate 600 kilometers away, and to ensure the safe arrival of subsequent troops and supplies before a large radar communication base station is fully established, this air corridor must be unobstructed.

"Deploy the missiles," Bi Shengli's voice was devoid of emotion, "to resolve this once and for all, leaving no future trouble!"

"OK!"

Soon, dozens of smaller, faster drones, like a swarm of bloodthirsty mosquitoes, swooped away at extremely low altitudes, skimming the rugged mountainside.

Meanwhile, rows of missile launchers hidden in the rear positions, after being fitted with new missiles, once again revealed their menacing launch ports.

Hundreds of kilometers away, the dwarves established a military base on the coast.

The commander in this area put down the hand-cranked telephone.

"Rice just sent accurate news: the defensive pressure at Pangule Fortress is increasing, and the enemy is penetrating deep into Armory No. 3. Damn, are those human troops really that powerful?"

"Hmph, it's just a facade Rice created to claim credit! We've destroyed the enemy's iron birds one after another; they're nothing to be afraid of!"

"Yeah, even if a hundred of those iron birds came, I could blast them all down!" A dwarf gunner with a full beard patted the massive runic cannon beside him, spitting as he boasted, "Human gadgets, all show and no substance!"

"Ha ha ha ha----"

His companions burst into laughter, completely unaware that death had already knocked on their graves.

Suddenly, an extremely sharp alarm blared throughout the underground fortifications, the sound so piercing it seemed to shatter everyone's eardrums!

"The magic detector has detected a large number of human iron birds! Damn it, their iron birds are flying so close to the ground, they're incredibly fast!"

"Air raid! Air raid!"

Soon, the dwarven anti-aircraft network hidden in the Echoing Grounds was activated.

Then, the dwarven military base immediately sprang into action.

Some large-caliber rune cannons, with adjustable angles, are aimed at incoming enemies.

One after another, large, clumsy, and crude aircraft with rusty propellers at the ends, similar to old-fashioned propeller planes but smaller in size, took off.

These things attacked the incoming iron birds.

However, there were too many iron birds. When the dwarves encountered hundreds of human suicide drones, these types of flying missiles simply couldn't withstand them and were destroyed.

Before long, the human drone swarm network destroyed the dwarf's air defense aircraft.

"Oh no, all our planes are gone!"

"They're here!"

The dwarf gunner's face turned to despair when he saw what was in the sky.

"Quickly activate the magic shield! Don't let those iron birds get close!"

As the dwarves were filled with fear, iron birds plummeted from the sky to the ground.

Rumble—

Countless suicide iron birds launched attacks from the sky, targeting some of the dwarves' air-raid shelters and other inhabited areas.

However, the dwarves possessed magical shields that allowed them to withstand an attack of hundreds of suicide drones before being destroyed.

But then something even more troublesome came along!

The next batch of high-powered bunker-buster cruise missiles has arrived in Bing.

The rain of death is coming.

One after another, the bunker-buster missiles, trailing long plumes of flame, mercilessly and precisely struck the coordinates marked by the swarm.

"boom-!!"

The tens of meters thick layer of permafrost and rock, scattered as fragile as biscuits on the surface of the horrific explosion.

The first firing point, along with the entire bunker, was blown away, and the violent shockwave turned everything on the ground into dust.

Then, the second place, the third place —

A series of explosions rose and fell on the horizon, as if an invisible hand was methodically erasing one by one the defenses that the dwarves were so proud of from the earth.

The dwarves inside the underground fortifications didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly crushed into charcoal by the heat and shockwave.

Thirty seconds later, the world fell silent again.

Outside Pangule Fortress, inside the pioneering team's command post!

The analyst's voice rang out, "Report: All target membranes have been detected as gone. The Dwarfs' northern air defense network has been completely destroyed."

"Very good." Bi Shengli nodded, his expression unchanged. "The Queqiao unmanned communication station will take off and continue its relay communication mission."

He paused, then turned his gaze back to that vast and unknown land.

"At the same time, let our swarms continue to expand their reconnaissance range. I need to know exactly how much anti-aircraft firepower the dwarves have hidden."

"yes!"

"What happened over at the underpass?"

"Report! Qi Jing has dropped bunker-buster bombs! They are expected to reach battlefield C in 30 seconds!"

"Thirty seconds?"

"Yes!" The technician immediately adjusted the image, which was indeed footage taken by the drone.

Looking at the drone's recording of an ordinary gathering place of dwarves more than 20 kilometers away, Bi Shengli rubbed his chin slightly.

About several tens of seconds later, several almost indistinguishable white lines appeared in the sky.

Then these things burrowed deep into the ground and exploded!

The originally towering stone was suddenly blasted into countless plumes of smoke.

When the smoke cleared, large depressions had appeared in many places along the ridge.

"This is a node in the underground railway system the old dwarf mentioned. The Mithril Clan, due to internal corruption—well, I guess they were afraid of being discovered for their corruption, and probably had other messy problems—stopped construction after reaching this area. These underground tunnels weren't even reinforced with steel structures; our bombs could easily destroy this place!"

Analyst Lan Song explained that his voice carried a subtle hint of mockery.

If it were a fortified underground fortress built by the dwarves over many years, so many explosive weapons could not destroy it.

But what can you do when the things built by the dwarves aren't perfect?

Bi Shengli nodded slightly, his fingertips tapping on the tactical table.

The accuracy of the intelligence was key to the success of this operation. At the request of the mysterious Gazul, the dwarf prisoners who were thrown out began to provide them with a large amount of valuable membrane information.

Their traitorous behavior has cleared more of the fog of war for humanity, allowing them to launch attacks on key dwarf locations with greater ease and comfort!

"Hmm, very good. Continue the offensive pace!" Bi Shengli's gaze swept across the screen, checking the progress of each unit. "How many dwarven ground support units have you spotted yet?"

"Report: At this stage, only a dwarven force of two hundred men has been detected. They have driven away more than five thousand elderly and weak dwarves and are currently 60 kilometers from Pangula Fortress—here they are." The technician locked onto the map and continued, "The dwarves have now discovered that Pangula Fortress is under attack and have halted their advance!"

A barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of Bi Shengli's mouth.

"Since they're not coming, let's send our troops directly. Didn't we rescue quite a few dwarven prisoners? Let's find some respected dwarves to go with us! We'll kill off those corrupted dwarven warships, and capture some survivors while ensuring our safety. Let more of the Mithril clan's elderly and weak stay here, which will facilitate our later dealings with the dwarves—um—facilitate our future friendly exchanges with them!"

The messenger replied, "Yes, sir! I will immediately relay the order to all units!"

He quickly turned around and relayed Bi Shengli's orders to the various departments.

Outside Pangule Fortress, the pioneering team was also intensifying their efforts to remove the nails from the second layer of the dwarven defensive perimeter.

The inside information provided by Lin Li and the rescued dwarf prisoners allowed them to advance their assault much faster than expected.

The dwarves' fortifications, which they were so proud of, proved no match for the precision strikes of the war weapons that humans had adapted to the terrain.

In the past, dwarves often faced all sorts of strange and bizarre magical attacks.

Those powerful spells can alter the terrain and destroy the Echoing Stones, but they are unlikely to cause devastating damage to the dwarves hidden deep within the Echoing Stones.

Unfortunately, modern humans are a race of war!

A ground-penetrating bomb, specifically designed for underground passages, fell from the sky, turning the dwarves' refuge into a death trap.

The napalm bombs and fuel-air explosive bombs that followed created prisons within the narrow tunnels.

In addition, an almost endless army of machines and humans surged into every breach that had been blasted open.

The corrupted dwarven soldiers of Pangolier Fortress were like an onion being peeled away bit by bit, bewildered and helpless under unfamiliar tactics, and their defenses were retreating step by step.

With the successful assault on area F, the humans have now completed the encirclement and destruction of the dwarven fortress.

The entire fortress defense system was torn into several pieces, making it difficult for them to support each other.

Without any unexpected military intervention, the command predicted that within 12 hours, humanity could destroy all of the enemy's defensive nodes in a nearly harmless manner.

At this moment, the pioneering team has several key concerns.

One point is to continue blocking dwarven reinforcements from various places to prevent them from forming an encirclement.

The other option is to accelerate the attack on the core area of ​​the fortress, giving the dwarves no chance to breathe.

The third, and the one that made Bi Shengli most cautious, was the strong attack on the core point of the No. 1 Armory, Liaodong.

The dwarves mentioned that the weapons contained sacred relics, and described them as incredibly powerful. Unfortunately, the older dwarves were vague about the specific details of the weapons.

This allowed the human forces to maintain some strength in their offensive. The soldiers worried that unknown factors might hinder the operation's success, while the commanders focused more on how to complete the mission successfully while minimizing casualties among the soldiers.

"Report: The modular radar communication base has been successfully established. We can now establish a connection with the Time-Space Gate base!"

More than 600 kilometers to the north of Pangule Fortress, at the Time-Space Gate Command Center.

The cold wind howled, carrying ice and snow that lashed against the outer walls of the command post.

Outside, it was freezing cold, but in stark contrast, the command post was bustling with activity.

The communications officer's voice rang out amidst the noise: "Report! The No. 1 large-scale Leibing communication base station has been successfully assembled at Pangule Fortress, and the membrane signal is now connected!"

"Initiate data synchronization! I need to see all the operational information from the scattered lines!"

"yes!"

The moment the order was given, countless data streams rapidly interacted on the huge screen in the center of the command post!

What was originally just text and a map, a very rudimentary battlefield situation map, instantly became incredibly clear. The movement of every unit and the coverage area of ​​every firepower were updated at a speed of tens of milliseconds.

From the moment the pioneering team crossed the time portal, the engineering troops behind them had already begun this massive project.

Modular communication base stations are disassembled into countless components, which are continuously transported to the other world through space-time portals, and then quickly assembled by engineering soldiers.

While the relay communication established by drones flying in the sky allows everyone to connect, it's like trying to drink or take a bath with a thin straw in the desert—it works, but there's too little water.

Now, with the completion of the modular communication base station at Pangule Fortress, a torrent of membrane energy is surging in.

The more powerful and comprehensive membrane-based decision-making center on this side of the time-space portal has now become the strongest support for the pioneering team.

With the support of this super brain, the combat efficiency of scattered troops will once again achieve a qualitative leap.

"Connect to Bi Shengli's command channel."

In the corner of the screen, Bi Shengli's expressionless face appeared. Even on a battlefield thousands of miles away, his expression remained frighteningly calm.

"Commander Bi, your performance was excellent."

After a brief exchange, everyone reported on their work.

Commander Man looked at the screen showing the rescued dwarf prisoners, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

When the scene switched to some corrupt dwarves who were bound together, his face darkened.

Su Mingjin stood aside, watching the elderly dwarves, the mischievous children, and a large number of officials and children. She sighed, "The corruption of the Wei Kingdom is truly shocking. Among these people are many relatives of those dwarven warriors in Pangule Fortress."

"Relatives?" Commander Man gritted his teeth, his fists clenched at his sides. "It's a pity those corrupted fellows won't even swear an oath to the dwarves! They've been excommunicated!"

Commander Man's words carried a chilling undertone.

As a soldier, he had seen countless deaths and injuries, but he could not tolerate such a trampling on the most basic ethics of life.

Although feudal armies were brutal and ruthless, at least they wouldn't do that to their own parents, elders, wives, and children.

Even if they were modern warlords or bald-headed troops, they would never use their own parents as cannon fodder.

Those corrupt people have completely lost their humanity.

Su Mingjin nodded, a hint of barely perceptible pity flashing in her eyes: "Execute the plan as Zhi San suggested, leaving behind a group of corrupted dwarves to await a fair judgment in the future. The rest of the dwarf targets will be purified directly."

"OK!"

Su Mingjin paused, then turned her gaze to the map displayed on another screen, which showed the territory of the Elven race.

At this moment, countless red dots of light from the elves have begun to gather, indicating that the enemy is clearly mobilizing their forces.

"The elves are the same as always, gathering nearby but not setting out or sending out a large number of scouts. It seems they are quite wary of us." Su Mingjin's words carried a hint of teasing.

Commander Man snorted: "Long Ears is cunning, and his relationship with the dwarves isn't good. I reckon they're waiting for us and the dwarves to fight to the death."

"Then let's add a little more fuel to the fire." Su Mingjin's lips curled up slightly. "Give them the information we just obtained, and sow discord between the two races. I want to see if these self-proclaimed noble elves can sit still in the face of pollution."

"That's a great idea!" Brigade Commander Man grinned. "Let's also send them some of our highly classified combat videos and information! Let them see how powerful we are."

"That's settled then." Su Mingjin looked at the communications officer. "Execute it."

After Su Mingjin sent over this generous gift of a photographic membrane, it was enough to give those elegant elves a good chance to calm down.

After all, only by living can we have a future!