Your war hammer is too fake

At first, the attackers did not respond. When the transport ship was about to approach the city, the lights in the cargo hold had been turned off in advance. The rectangular space that could hold 350 tons of cargo was dark and silent. Only the sparks from arrowheads and bullets hitting some hard objects could prove that there was something here.

The next moment, a single scarlet eye lit up in the darkness, as if the one-eyed dragon had finally been awakened. With a strange and continuous "hissing" sound, hot and dense lead bullets leaped out of the darkness, and the hobgoblin archers fell in rows like harvested wheat ears. Only the Chaos Dwarf warriors wearing black crystal armor could roar and rush forward, letting the bullets bounce off the armor helplessly.

The brave men were greeted by a cold figure stepping out of the darkness. The three-meter-tall steel figure shed the veil of shadow and stepped into the alien territory nimbly but not lightly. They put away the left hand with the dwarf Grimm hanging on the magic armor, and suddenly stretched out the right hand with the fighting claw. These Kaldorei, who had been told the detailed information about the enemy in advance, did not use the flamethrower attached to the fighting claw. The black crystal armor of the Chaos Dwarf happened to have excellent defense against high temperatures (Note 3).

Before the enemy's attack could hit the magic armor, the combat claws grabbed the Purgatory Guard wrapped in heavy armor. The three sharp steel claws on the combat claws, which were like boxing gloves, tightened hard, and the Chaos Dwarf immediately stopped struggling and cursing. Blood flowed out from the gaps in the black crystal armor, and the observation hole on the helmet was covered with broken bones and broken organ fragments. The Kaldorei pilot threw away the enemy's warm remains with disgust and faced the next batch of opponents.

Behind the 12 magic armors, a team of swordsmen from the Shuofang Army ran out of the cargo hold and quickly cleared the resistance here with the help of the magic armors. Xiao Yiyue, the last one to come down, looked around and realized that at least at the landing point, she had nothing to do. The hard tug-of-war she had imagined did not happen at all.

The armored ramp slowly rose, and the transport ship unloaded the "cargo" and left. All the ground forces brought by Xiao Yiyue were here. If they did not plan to occupy the Black Fortress, this number of troops was enough.

The defenders have realized what is happening here, and many troops are moving here. After all, they are neither blind nor deaf. Of course, Xiao Yiyue doesn't care about these enemies. From the moment she stepped onto the Black Fortress, there was no suspense in this battle.

"Everyone, get closer to me!" The voice of the Shuofang Army Jiedushi was not very loud, but everyone heard her order clearly: "We should go to the lower city."

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Note 1: The Chaos Dwarfs' Death Howler rockets do have an anti-aircraft model, and they have guidance capabilities, but the specific principle is unknown and the setting is not written at all. Considering the Chaos Dwarfs' usual style, it is likely that they are just putting demons into machines.

Note 2: Qhaysh, the magical wind used in higher magic, is a mixture of the eight winds.

Note 3: Chaos Dwarves themselves do not have fire resistance. The fire resistance of the Black Dwarves in Hammer 3 is provided by armor.

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Author's note: The Black Fortress is as shown in the picture. This thing was built by hollowing out an entire rock mountain. The outside is just part of the city, and the main facilities are actually inside the mountain.

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There is no typo, it is "you". I looked back and found that this expression is too ambiguous, so I changed it.

Chapter 406: One Short and Three Eats

Now, in Jingning, Shuofang Army Jiedushi, Xiao Yiyue's office.

"I used earthbending to clear a path and created a new passage diagonally downward," Xiao Yiyue said. "We avoided the intricate secret passages, barricades, parapets, bunkers and shooting towers inside the city, and within two minutes we rushed into the lower city where a large number of slaves were imprisoned. Because I moved too quickly, the enemy had no time to mobilize, and there were only a few soldiers and supervisors in the lower city. The troops I brought over quickly eliminated them, and then rescued the dwarves and human slaves imprisoned there. However, the number of both was very small."

"No elves?" An Jiuyue asked.

"At least I didn't see any living elves," Xiao Yiyue shook his head. "I gathered the people I rescued in the supervisor's dormitory for unified protection. Then I used the keys I found to open all the prisons and released the resentful greenskins and other slaves."

As ruthless slave owners, the Chaos Dwarves did not care what race their enslaved people were, as long as they could work. However, the harsh environment of the Dark Lands, with smoke and dust blocking the sun, meant that apart from a very small number of dwarf and ogre slaves, only the tough green-skinned orcs could survive in the hot, dry, and toxic mines. Other races generally did not survive long under the enslavement of the Chaos Dwarves. Over time, the greenskins or orcs became the most important slaves in the Chaos Dwarf Empire, without a doubt.

Since she was not planning to occupy the Black Fortress and only wanted to destroy it, Xiao Yiyue did not need to bring too many land forces. She only needed to release all the orc slaves crowded in the lower city, and the rest of the work would be done by these alien mushroom spirits. Of course, before opening the door and releasing the greenskins, considering that there might be dwarves and human slaves who had just been captured in the Black Fortress, Xiao Yiyue needed to first confirm the specific composition of the slave group and protect all those who needed to be protected.

The orcs who regained their freedom erupted with extremely violent destructive power. The amazing thing was that they did not regard Xiao Yiyue's people as enemies. Instead, they formed a certain tacit understanding with the Zhendan people and Cardoreda: the orc boys, surrounded by magic armor and swords, swept all the way from the lower city to the Temple of Hasut at the top of the city.

In this process, the firepower support of the magic armor played a decisive role: the dwarves swept down large groups of hobgoblins, and the Chaos Dwarves who could not be hit by lead bullets rushed forward to deal with them with fighting claws. If there was a tough guy that even the magic armor could not deal with, then it would be Xiao Yiyue's turn to carry her rifle and appear in person. As for the swords and swords, only half of them could participate in the battle as the generals, and the other half were assigned to protect the rescued humans and dwarves.

During the advance towards the Temple of Hasut, whenever an enemy fell in the fierce battle, they would be immediately looted by the rioting slaves. Most of the orc slaves, who were unarmed when they first rushed out of the lower city, quickly armed themselves with all kinds of messy stuff. The Cathays and Kaldorei only dealt with targets that were difficult for the slaves to deal with, and left the rest to the slaves.

"I originally thought that this would be an arduous and arduous tug-of-war. Even if we put all the slaves in, we might not be able to enter the upper city. After all, naval guns cannot deal with enemies inside the rocky mountains," the governor of the Shuofang Army continued to introduce the battle that took place two days ago. "In the end, the battle went very smoothly. The enemy's troops were seriously insufficient. Even with perfect fortifications to rely on, the rebellious slaves still captured the Temple of Hasut before sunset."

"Didn't Drazhos show up?" An Jiuyue asked again.

"It's not just him. The main force of the Azog Legion is not in the Black Fortress at all," Xiao Yiyue replied. "Those black dwarves are as stubborn as their cousins ​​of Order. The accompanying Jinyiwei Xiaohou used many tricks but failed to pry open the captives' mouths. Those earth elves are easy to deal with, but they don't know much information, and it's generally not of much value."

"According to the captured hobgoblins, not long ago, well, as greenskins they couldn't give an exact number, anyway, not long ago Drazhos suddenly led the main force of the Azog Legion and hurriedly left the Black Fortress. All confessions claimed that they went west, but we don't know where they went or what they did."

"The floating city of Fuzrek," An Jiyue said firmly, "there is no other possibility."

"In short, for the sake of fighting side by side, I didn't attack these greenskins. I took away those who needed to be rescued, and the greenskins were free to do whatever they wanted," Xiao Yiyue nodded in agreement. "Under the guidance of the Mozhe I brought with me, I had people carry out the most labor-saving and thorough destruction of all the industrial facilities in the Black Fortress. If Drazhos could come back alive from the badlands, even if he exploded and took back his lair, his foundation would have been destroyed."

"Drazhos may not participate in the fight for the floating city. The Chaos Dwarves have a high demand for logistical supplies, and they need to send spoils and slaves back to the rear base in a timely manner. When the army goes out, they will organize special supply convoys to run back and forth between the army and the base. The Warlock Prophet will soon learn of the fate of the Black Fortress. As long as he is still sane, he will definitely not continue to interfere in the floating city."

After a pause, the girl said, "I plan to organize an interception operation, but the executor will not be our people. Remember the group of Dragonspine dwarves who wanted to recover their homeland and were supported by the Eternal Peak and the Council of the Ancestors? Although with my reputation among the dwarves, they would definitely listen if I came forward to persuade them, but this approach is too blunt and not very appropriate. I suddenly have a new idea. Why not form a coalition force with Barrel's army and the Dragonspine dwarves to ambush Azog's army on the way back to the Black Fortress."

"With the Chaos Dwarves' industrial capacity, rebuilding the Black Fortress is easy as long as they are willing to invest," Xiao Yiyue pondered, "But if the Azog Legion is wiped out, plus the Chaos Dwarves who died in the Black Fortress, it will be difficult for these Chaos Dwarves to replenish their main ethnic population even after a hundred years. But how can the Dwarf troops go to the Dark Land? We have already planned the use of our air transport capacity this year. It's too late to go by land now."

"Root transmission," An Jiyue did not keep the mystery to herself and directly revealed the answer, "By the way, it can also make them owe Morgan a favor. This will also make it easier for Morgan to conduct ocean trade with the Mountain Kingdom after the port is built."

Only a few of the roots of the second generation of the Oak of Ages are newly grown, and most of them are formed by absorbing the dead roots left over from the first generation and then reshaping them. Therefore, the expansion speed of its root system is extremely amazing. At present, the roots of the second generation of the Oak of Ages have extended to Xuanshui, and the Dragon Ridge Mountain Dwarves happen to use Haimen Pass as their gathering place.

"The Dragon Ridge Mountain dwarves won honor, Morgan gained the dwarves' favor, and I solved the hidden danger of someone stealing my house," Xiao Yiyue said approvingly, "So it's settled then?"

"Well. I really have to go back quickly. First, I have to settle Lao Bing's cheap sister, and then go to Haimenguan again," An Jiyue said, looking at Xiao Yiyue's profile that was as cold as a flower on the mountain. "Dwarves can't run fast, but the battle mobility of the dwarf army is not only not bad, but very strong. We can't determine the exact location of Drazhos, and we have no way of judging when he will come back. If the Azog Legion returns before the dwarf army arrives, you know what to do."

"I will handle this matter personally," Xiao Yiyue nodded slightly, "Anyway, it will take time for me to raise a shipping fleet, and this period of time is enough for me to do a lot of things. After the Azog Legion is wiped out, the next one will be the Asan from the Spire City gang."

"I have full confidence in you in this regard," An Jiyue smiled faintly. "By the way, how do you feel about using magic armor? I don't think I've heard you comment on them yet."

"It's much better than I thought," Xiao Yiyue thought for a moment and said, "Although I feel there is still room for improvement in many details, it still surpasses the Big Nomad and is almost at the level of the Renault FT-17."

"That's a pretty good evaluation," An Jiyue raised her eyebrows, "Why don't you go to the group and praise the designer?"

"It's not too late to praise her after she brings out the final version," Xiao Yiyue said, "but there is a problem here that has nothing to do with Morgan. The magic armor, or as you call it, the battle suit, is very inefficient when facing multiple heavily armored units. The dwarves can't hit heavy armor, the flamethrower's range is too short, and fire resistance is not uncommon in this world. It lacks suitable equipment to deal with enemies like Chaos Dwarves or Chaos Warriors."

"We can't help it. Our research resources are too tight. In order to solve the problem of battleship shields, the arsenal has transferred too many people to this project. The heavy kinetic beam gun project for combat uniforms is now almost paralyzed," An Jiyue said half helplessly and half with a headache. "This is the weapon used to open cans, but it has been delayed."

"Fine……"

"If it doesn't work, I'll just work overtime," An Jiyue said, standing up from her seat, "I'm leaving. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Chapter 407: Gradually Approaching

War was approaching, and even the dullest old farmer realized it.

The expeditionary force followed the floating city's tracks all the way into the badlands, and as they went deeper, they encountered more and more frequent attacks and harassment. This land, which was always filled with endless violence and bloodshed, "welcomed" the arrival of outsiders in its own unique way: warlike greenskin tribes, foraging wyverns, and of course other competitors...

"Norsemen," said a young knight of the kingdom, spitting on the ground. "Damned pagans."

Hearing this, Gustav, who was wiping his sword, raised his head and glanced at the outspoken Bretonnian. Objectively speaking, he, who believed in Sigmar, was also a "heretic" in the other's mouth, although the last descendant of the Winkler family could hardly be called pious even by Marienburg's standards.

In the past years of the former explorers, differences in beliefs rarely caused unnecessary trouble. A typical example is Donde Wulsa, an Estalia who is a believer of Myrmidia, but this does not prevent them from helping each other and trusting each other in their adventures; an even more typical example comes from Gustav's early career as an explorer, when he once teamed up with a guy who used a cavalry warhammer, claimed to have served in the White Wolf Knights, and spoke with a Midden accent.

The man was good at fighting, just as good at drinking. Unless he was drunk, the guy, who Gustav could no longer remember what he looked like, had never offended anyone in the team in terms of faith.

“Not all of them are Norscans,” the former explorer said, kicking a corpse on the ground with the toe of his leather boot. “This one is a Kurgan. At least one-third of these Yankees are Kurgans.”

When the combined forces of Bretonnians and high elves reached a ruined town and luckily found a well with water, Sir Rodrik and Archmage Soryak immediately agreed to let the expeditionary army rest here. Marching in the badlands is a chore for any living race, and the extremely tight supply of water makes everyone suffer from thirst. The knight and the high elves can still moisten their throats with the little wine they are given, but the old farmer is really just enduring it.

Coupled with the harassment from greenskins and various badland beasts along the way, the expeditionary force was exhausted when they arrived at the ruins of the town. Although the old farmer could only watch helplessly, the noble lords drank heartily from the well; the high elves, as allies, simply filtered the well water and then mixed it with wine (Note 1).

The old farmers waited until nightfall but still couldn't get the water they longed for, so they could only drag their tired bodies to sleep. When most people had fallen asleep, at about three o'clock in the morning of the next day, when humans were most tired, thousands of Yankees quietly sneaked into the town.

Unless they were serving a feudal lord, the high and mighty knights would never stand guard; and the old farmers who were assigned this difficult task mostly wandered off to the well, trying to get some water to moisten their chapped lips. The few who remained at their posts had their mouths covered and their necks wiped... The Yankees infiltrated very smoothly.

For some reason, as if the Yankees knew where the Bretonnians and the high elves were located in the ruins, they chose to attack the area occupied by the Bretonnians, which was perfectly offset from the area occupied by the high elves. Due to various factors, the sneak attack had a perfect start until a few Norscan hunters who were responsible for scouting the area ran into two experienced mercenaries under Gustav.

——The former explorer naturally did not come alone. When he met Sir Roderick who was worried about money in Remas, Gustav had already hired 20 experienced and reputable senior mercenaries as his bodyguards with the mission funds given by Lady Melinda. Relying on the boundless power of the great god Manni, he signed a five-year long-term contract with these people, entrusting them to protect him in the next investigation and handle any work that required the use of force.

It turned out that these experienced mercenaries were indeed worthy of their extremely high commissions. In a two-on-five situation, the two mercenary bodyguards killed five Norscan hunters at the cost of minor injuries, and then the alarm sounded throughout the ruins of the town. Seeing this, the Yankees, who failed to launch a sneak attack, immediately changed to a strong attack and fought with the Bretonnians who hurriedly got out of the tent.

During the battle, Sir Rodrik showed the world with his actions why a country like Bretonnia could stand firm in Warhammer. In the face of the suddenness of the incident and the lack of time to put on armor, the Holy Grail Knight suppressed a whole team of Norse champions by himself, and killed the Jarl (lord) of the group of northerners in the battle.

Still no one knows why, the high elf warriors who got up and armed themselves immediately after the alarm sounded did not receive the belated order to attack from Archmage Soryak until the battle was already decided. Naturally, the high elves who were clearly nearby but watched the show for almost an hour before taking action were unanimously rolled their eyes by the Bretonnians, and the arrogant Asur was unable to fight back with words.

The battle broke out in the early morning and ended just as the sun was about to rise. At dawn, Sir Rodrik led his squires and hurried to the camp of the high elves. After a while, the Holy Grail Knight returned from the friendly forces with a stern face. His expression made Gustav think that the agreement between the Bretonnians and the high elves was about to break down.

A moment later, an old farmer came to Gustav and brought the call for the Holy Grail Knights.

"Our agreement with the high elves will continue," Sir Rodrik's first words almost caused an uproar in the crowded tent, "We will work together to capture the floating city of Fuzrek."

"My good lady!" The young knight of the kingdom who was checking the bodies of the enemy with Gustav could not help but stand up and shouted: "Madam, even my turtle is faster than those arrogant pointy ears!"

The knights burst into laughter, and some of them even slammed the table with their oak wine glasses while laughing.

"Even this serf from the north," the kingdom knight pointed at Gustav who was also invited to attend the meeting, "even he defeated three northerners, although he used ranged weapons in an utterly dishonorable way. But what did our loyal allies do? <Bretonnian swear>, when we were threatened, they just watched!"

"Sorryak is willing to pay a considerable amount of gold to make up for his mistake." Sir Rodrik said so. Before the knights could laugh even louder, the Holy Grail Knight said: "He claimed that the reason he did not move his troops was because he was worried that this was some kind of conspiracy of the northerners, so he delayed the time to move out. He promised me in the name of an elven god named 'Hoss' that this kind of thing would never happen again."

As he spoke, the Holy Grail Knight looked around at his colleagues who were gradually becoming quiet. "We have lost a lot of people. Sixteen brothers have left us forever, and one-third of the peasants have been killed or have lost their combat effectiveness. As far as the current situation is concerned, if we want to take back the holy relics and the legacy of Gilles Le Batto... yes, we need their help."

The knights were still grumbling in dissatisfaction, but Sir Roderick had already turned his gaze to Gustav: "Thank you, Mr. Gustav, for everything you and your men have done, by the God of the Lake."

"No need to be so polite, my lord. It turns out that even a serf from the north and his utterly dishonorable spring-loaded pistol can be of some use," the former explorer said sarcastically.

Sir Rodrick smiled nonchalantly, while the young knight of the kingdom blushed. "In the following operations, vigilance must be strengthened," the Holy Grail Knight restrained his smile, "Our troops are insufficient to begin with, and we cannot afford to slack off. We are approaching our goal, and so are the others who want to get it. If we don't want to bring shame to our family's honor, then we have only one way to go."

As he said this, he stood up from his seat and drew his sword: "For the lady!"

Inside the tent, all the Bretonnian knights stood up, and the sound of swords being drawn was unanimous: "For the lady!!"

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Note 1: It is said that the ancient Greeks were accustomed to mixing wine with cold and sweet mountain spring water.

Chapter 408 Obstacles

Standing in the magnificent war sedan on Horus' back, Atum looked down at the battlefield.

With neither side deploying reserves, the battle lines between the Tomb Raiders and the Greenskins were still at a stalemate. The orderly skeleton warriors and the sloppy and aggressive orc boys formed two battle lines, which were intertwined but distinct. Spears and swords and axes collided every moment, and the rain of arrows poured endlessly. The crisp sound of bones breaking and the wet sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh were mixed together and difficult to distinguish... Of course, there was no need to distinguish these noises on the battlefield.

When an army of more than 200,000 Tomb Raiders with colorful flags prepared to cross the crazy swamp that once gave birth to the ancient Strigoi Empire, the march of the Undead was very smooth at first. The residents of the swamp could not stop an army of this size at all. They had neither the ability nor the willingness to do so. After all, the greenskins were warlike, not seeking death.

However, when the Tomb Army was about to leave the Mad Swamp, the dead encountered an unexpected battle: the vanguard was ambushed by the greenskins when they were clearing the way for the army. When the main force accelerated to rescue them, the greenskins, who were no less in number than the Tomb Army, appeared from all directions and fought with the skeleton warriors with loud shouts.

The greenskins had obviously made very thorough preparations for this battle. As soon as the battle began, a group of night goblins wearing iconic black robes with hoods appeared on the battlefield and released a large number of Squiggs that had been fed hallucinogenic mushrooms beforehand. These greenskin companion species jumped towards the tomb army and abruptly stopped the charge of the skeleton chariots.

The Nehekhara side's attempt to quickly break the greenskin siege and rescue the trapped vanguard failed, and the battle then turned into a long and tormented stalemate. Undoubtedly, the ability to organize such a large greenskin army and use it freely must have given birth to a new warlord, a warlord bigger and greener than Vol'gaz Ironjaw.

Considering that Volgaz was killed by Atum last month, normally in such a short period of time, the greenskin tribes in the Badlands would not have had time to produce a second great warlord. In other words, the recent series of chaos in the Badlands finally attracted the attention of the gods - Brother Go, of course, it could also be Brother Mao's end.

No matter how this happened, the result was that the Tomb Raiders encountered a strong resistance and it was difficult for them to reach the landing point of the floating city on time. As for why Atum was so sure that it was the green-skinned gods who intervened, rather than some blue soft-bodied creature behind the scenes...

The last Priest King of Ka-Sabai held the railing of the war palanquin while turning his head to look in a certain direction. As early as the beginning of the battle, Atum sent the Carrion Vultures to forcefully break into the rear of the greenskin army for reconnaissance, and the whole process was linked to the perspective of the largest Carrion Vulture. Before being torn apart by several wyverns, this team of Carrion Vultures saw the reserve hidden at the back of the formation by the greenskins. At a glance, there were thirty giant statues of different sizes, all surrounded by green magic.

If a new warlord suddenly appeared, then it was most likely Tzeentch's doing; but if so many Tzeentch colossi appeared at once, it could only be Tzeentch's doing.

The new warlord did not appear on the battlefield, of course, it is possible that Atum just has not discovered him yet. The location where the greenskins ambush the Tomb Raiders was extremely vicious. The surrounding terrain meant that if Settra and Atum wanted to get out of the Mad Swamp as quickly as possible, they would have to pass through here. It was unrealistic to take a detour. This road, which had been discovered by the Skeleton Horse Archers, was the only hard ground within a radius of 100 miles that could allow large constructs to pass through.

A Tomb King without a construct is like a dwarf without artillery, incomplete. Atum immediately informed Settra of his discovery, and the Immortal Emperor had to give up the idea of ​​immediately deploying a legion of constructs to open up the situation - the opposing warlord was obviously waiting for him to do so. Settra, who was extremely experienced in the battlefield, had already guessed the opponent's intentions.

Of course, even if the greenskins had thirty fucking colossi out of nowhere, they were still at a disadvantage in terms of behemoths. These stinking mobile idols were not enough to defeat the Tomb Army's construct army. The Bronze City's constructs were too numerous to count, and Settra himself had brought a batch of constructs with him. However, war was not a turn-based game, let alone a chess game. These fucking colossi, combined with the giants and wyverns in the greenskin tribe, could severely damage or even cripple the Tomb Army's constructs if used properly.

Although constructs, especially large ones, can be resurrected, the process is much more complicated than that of small ones. Once the constraints collapse, it is basically a farewell to this battle. If the construct army suffers serious losses, it will be difficult for the remaining remnants to break the situation: the big warlord has not appeared, and as long as the largest and greenest orc is still alive, the greenskin army will not collapse easily even if it suffers heavy casualties, and it is even possible to forcibly kill the constructs with human waves.

In the world of Warhammer, where martial virtue is overflowing, the dominance of behemoths on the battlefield is strong, but not absolute. As long as the individual strength does not reach the level of the Emperor Dragon, any behemoth can be killed by a sea of ​​people - except for mechanical monsters like the Whirlpool Beast. In addition, even if the Emperor Dragon can fight against a Chaos army on its own, they are only difficult to kill, not impossible to defeat. In this regard, a certain legendary Nightmare Dragon is a typical example.

The unknown warlord's tactical intentions were obvious, and it could be summed up in two words: exchange. As long as the Tomb King's construct army could be crippled, the greenskins would gain even if they filled in all the behemoths. Even without the behemoths, the greenskins still had reinforcements that were constantly arriving on the battlefield. Sooner or later, they would be able to accumulate enough advantages bit by bit in the tug-of-war until they completely crushed the Tomb King's army.

Even without considering this, wasting too much time in the battle with the greenskins is unacceptable in itself, after all, the target of the Tomb Raiders is the floating city. When Fuzzrek's greatest work lands, no matter how powerful the army of Settra and Atum is, it will be meaningless if they can't arrive at the scene in time.

So, do we need to call the fleet in advance?

After dismantling the Black Fortress, An Jiyue and Bing Ruomei arrived at Xuanshui under the escort of the fleet, along with two Swift-class ships belonging to the Shuofang Army. After the ship-borne shield generator was finally successfully developed, the Swift-class and Junma-class ships that were originally scheduled to be equipped with shields will enter the Tianhe Shipyard in batches to assemble the shields.

If the Grasshopper is not counted, Sanhe Prefecture currently has a total of three Kingfisher-class and two Eclipse-class ships that can be deployed at any time. The firepower of such a fleet is enough to break the stalemate. To be precise, this fleet and a Military Horse-class ship carrying a commando are already over the northern part of the Badlands. In terms of distance, if Atum calls, they will appear above the head of the Priest King within 12 hours and smash all difficulties with shells, light spears and tracking rockets.

Atum thought about the battle situation and weighed the pros and cons. The power of the flying fleet was unquestionable, but their requirements for logistical support were also very high. If he called the fleet, not to mention how he would deal with Setra's inquiries afterwards, the fleet would basically have to stay at home after the battle: the Kingfisher class used marine steam engines and propellers for propulsion, and the fuel tanks of the Kingfisher class would be almost empty after the battle due to the rush and the consumption of the battle. They could only wait for Sanhe Prefecture to send a transport boat to deliver the alcohol fuel.

It was impossible to call only the Eclipse class. The Eclipse class was designed for air control. These platinum-painted beauties were dedicated to hunting flying ships. Their ground-to-ground capabilities were only better than nothing. Atum calculated in his mind how much extra time it would take if Sanhe Prefecture sent out a transport boat carrying alcohol fuel in advance to join the fleet. He concluded that the fleet would take at least two days to arrive, which was enough time for many accidents to occur.

After all, what is least lacking on the battlefield is surprises.

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Author's words: Reply to reader "Reader1659590858":

The first problem is that the kinetic beam gun used by the Reforger is limited by various factors and its firing rate cannot be increased, while the model used by the combat suit does not have this problem. The second problem is that the weapons of the combat suit are varied, and only a part of them have been mentioned so far, including tracking rockets and projectile cannons. Why use a crossbow?

Chapter 409: Persuading the Dragon Ridge Dwarves

In Haimen Pass, in a temporary military camp that was requisitioned somewhere.

"Very good, it looks like everyone is here," An Jiyue, who had put on the eternal armor given by Granni before entering the fortress, but was not wearing a helmet, put her right hand on her waist and tucked the helmet decorated with silver wings under her armpit with her left hand. "So, who can tell me why?" She looked around at the dwarves in front of her: "You have been waiting for thousands of years, is it still a few years away? Let's not talk about the Council of Ancestors, how did you convince Thorgrim to support you?"

"Madam," said an old dwarf with the longest beard, "in the name of the ancestors of the clans gathered here, I assure you that this is not an impulse, but a choice made after careful consideration."

"Think carefully?" The girl looked at the old dwarf. "After learning of your decision, I sent people to survey the environment near the Bottomless Stone Steps and evaluate the defensive pressure after the restoration of the Fortress. Do you know what my people concluded? Another Eight Peaks Mountain, nothing more. After wandering for thousands of years, how much blood do you have left to shed?"

"Not doing what needs to be done because of fear of difficulties is not the style of dwarves!" The white-haired and long-bearded elder tried to increase the persuasiveness of his words by raising his voice. However, when his eyes met the dwarf-style scale armor on the governor, the old dwarf's voice immediately dropped back: "All the clans whose ancestors came from Dragon Ridge Mountain have responded to the call. When everyone arrives, we can mobilize a full 2,000 warriors!"

"And then? Even if a dwarf warrior can take away a hundred goblins before dying in battle, the greenskins in the badlands can still overwhelm you with endless numbers." An Jiyue understood the dwarves' stubbornness, but she was not prepared to indulge it, at least not this time. "Even if Eternal Peak and the Ancestral Council are willing to provide support, how many troops can they squeeze out to fill this bottomless pit?"

"We have calculated that if we command properly, the manpower we have currently gathered plus the reinforcements will be enough to retake the fortress!" The long-bearded elder blushed and argued like a short-bearded kid who was not recognized by his elders: "As long as we take the fortress and comprehensively reinforce the fortifications, our own strength will be enough to defend the fortress from being desecrated by the greenskins. His Majesty Thorgrim chose to support our cause because he saw this!"