If these black iron dwarves are well-trained elite soldiers, then the Black Stone Orcs as enemies...

Judging from Mi Shan's observation, it is all praise to describe it as a mob.

"Are the orcs so weak? I remember that the Black Stone Orcs were the leader clan of the Orc tribe before?" Mi Shan said strangely with Greenhill in the fortress made of shields made of Black Iron Dwarves.

"That's the past, sir." Greenhill, who drew out his weapons and made a battle posture after the Dragoon appeared, said: "Before Thrall rebuilds the tribe, the orcs after the defeat were vulnerable."

Hearing Greenhill's answer, Mi Shan nodded and said, "Is it a question of faith?"

"Yes, sir, these Black Stone Orcs who have no faith and have become slaves of the black dragon just seem to be powerful." Greenhill said.

Greenhill's words reminded Mi Shan of a joke I saw on the Internet before traveling through time.

"When the soldiers of the Alpha troops refused Rubyyanka's order, the steel torrent that once scared the country to create billions of grenades became history."

This joke happens to fit perfectly with what Greenhill said.

An army without faith is just a group of garbage. Even if these orcs once had the glory of inheritance, they could even 1VS5 humans when they first arrived in Azeroth.

But now...hehe.

Unfortunately, even in the mob, the number of this group of black stone orcs was slightly larger.

Especially after those dragoons appeared, the remaining ten mesh guns of the black iron dwarf soldiers who chose to defend were not enough to suppress the wolf cavalry like they did just now.

Blindly defending is not a good choice.

While Mishan and Greenhill were discussing these black stone orcs, a riding black dragon seized the opportunity to swoop down, and grabbed a shield-mounted black iron dwarf soldier and threw it into the lava.

Even if the Black Iron Dwarf has the blessing (slavery) of the Fire Demon King, he will not be burned to death by the lava.

Such a height will definitely fall a lot.

Faced with this scene, a musketeer immediately changed his shield to fill the position.

Although there was no problem with the solid defense line, there was one less musketeer used to attack.

After two or three consecutive times, the counterattack from the Black Iron Dwarf became weaker and weaker.

Blackstone Orc Chief Red Blackhand, who thought everything was under control, waved his hand to signal his army to suspend the attack and shouted:

"Take the human dragon slayer out, and I will give you a way out."

"..." Mishan glanced at Greenhill, and Greenhill took a deep breath.

General Angfer immediately shouted after hearing the words of Red Black Hand: "Don't act rashly, those Black Stone Orcs are not trustworthy!"

"Hahahaha, little, this is not my word." Red Black Hand riding on the black dragon laughed: "If it were me, I would cut off all of you heads and feed them to the wolf."

"That is to say..." Mishan's voice followed by the words of Red Black Hand: "Is this order the order of your master, Nefarian?"

"Roar!" Red Black Hand, who heard from Mishan's tone, was disdainful to Nefarian, roared:

"Fragile mortal! What gives you the courage to call the great Lord of Black Stone like this!"

"What kind of courage is that! You dare to talk to my master like this!" Accompanied Greenhill's words was a rotating flying hammer.

If Red Black Hand hadn't reacted quickly and jumped to another dragon cavalry, he would have been directly hit by the hammer of rage just like his mount.

"Kill them! Kill them!!" Red Blackhand, who kicked the cavalry who caught his black dragon off the lava, roared.

However, judging from his roaring and pulling the reins to fly further, it feels like the commander of the National Army "gives me" the original.

Mishan, who shook her head, withdrew her gaze from looking at the garbage and asked Greenhill: "Do you bring all those parts?"

"Take it with you, sir." Greenhill immediately knew what Mishan was going to do, so he took out a bunch of engineering parts.

"Then let's try it out." Looking at the pile of parts soon, Mishan was curious about how big Green Hill's backpack was.

"Sir, these parts only take up one grid together," Greenhill replied.

"... Then how many grids do you have now?" Mi Shan asked.

"There is only one sixteen-grid backpack right now," Greenhill continued after finishing his speech: "But now it's not as much equipment as you used to have, so it's enough."

"When I get rich, I will buy you a few months of cloth bags." Mishan felt that she had to care about Greenhill in this regard, just like when she played games before.

"...Well, thank you sir." Greenhill hesitated for a while, and finally did not confess to Lord Mishan. In the Azeroth world...especially at this time, Yuebu is such a rare thing.

If you use moon cloth as a bag, you will be despised by those mages, priests, sorcerers and others to death.

After seeing that he issued the order to eliminate all the soldiers under his command, Red Black Hand was very angry.

Unfortunately, there is no way to be angry. After all, it is not the first time I have fought a war with the Black Iron Dwarf.

If there was a good way to solve the iron barrel array of this group of black iron dwarves, it would have been used long ago.

Fortunately, the number of these black iron dwarves was too small, and the battlefield they chose could not be quickly reinforced... After more than ten years of war, the central area of ​​Black Rock Mountain belonging to Hodmar City was already the territory of orcs.

After fighting back and forth without any major damage between the two sides, the multiracial and miscellaneous armies under Red Black Hand finally followed.

"Trainoid Defense!" When he understood that the gap between the enemy and us had exceeded the limit of possible miracles, General Angfer took a deep breath and turned to the humans and Greenhill and said:

"You go first, we will break the back."

"Hmm? Let's go first? Where are we going? I don't know... Hei... Where is the Dark Lun City?" Mi Shan asked with a subtle smile.

"Go to the north! Go over the north gate! Go to the scorching canyon, which is the territory of the Sergian Brotherhood!" said General Angfer.

"Then...what should these dragon cavalry do?" Mi Shan pointed to the black dragon cavalry flying in the sky.

"I hope the Dragon Slayer can protect you!" General Angfer showed a sarcastic smile when he heard Mi Shan's words.

If it weren't for the current situation, just this sarcastic expression that looked down on Mi Shan would have been enough to make General Angfer's head fall into the ground.

Now, Greenhill just raised his head and shuddered General Angfer with a very dangerous look, and spoke to Lord Mishan:

"It's assembled, sir."

"Very good..." Mishan looked at the engineering device assembled by Greenhill, patted the handle on it and said, "It's a good job."

"Thank you sir."

"What is this?" As a black iron dwarf, General Angver could see at a glance that the engineering device Greenhill spent half a minute to build was a musket, but he had never seen the shape of this musket.

"Although you can't get a small continuous hair device, it's not difficult to get such a large one..." Mi Shan said, "Oh? Ask the name? In my hometown, this thing is called Maxim..."

"It is specifically used to deal with the current situation."

At this time, the multi-ethnic joint army that had been reinforced finally formed a formation on the narrow cast iron avenue less than 20 or 30 meters wide.

Very standard shield soldiers are in front and spear soldiers are behind, and the dense formations of archers and substitutes are followed at the end.
Chapter completed!