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Chapter 224 Harvest and Exploration

Under Snorri's instructions, some gaps were opened on both sides of the dwarf formation for some greenskins to escape. They thought they could move to another place and continue plundering, but they didn't know that the humans and Amazons were sharpening their knives.

Snorri did this to undermine their will to fight. If he forced them to surround the black orc boss and engage in a trapped beast fight, he would still be able to cause some losses to his subordinates.

After the collapse of other troops, the Black Orcs' breakout became ineffective. Henryd commanded the dwarves not to confront these desperadoes head-on, but to focus on defense, delaying their speed, and leaving the damage to long-range troops.

"That black orc boss, I love it to death!" Snorri stood on the Anvil of Doom with an awning in hand, watching it rush left and right in the dwarf army formation, and the dwarves with the big ax had to give way.

His heroic appearance is very touching.

"Don't hit the upper body! Hit me on the legs, I want to catch him alive!" Snorri told the long-range troops. If there was a chance, he would like to try to subdue this group of disciplined greenskins. Naturally, the dwarves did not

Opinion, under intensive care, the black orc boss was shot to the ground.

"Those chaotic mutants in the north who disrespect their ancestors, have gray skin, red eyes, and horns on their heads can enslave them. How can I, the noble traveler Snorri Thorson, not be able to enslave these black orcs?"

During the heyday of the Mountain Kingdom, the dwarves explored north along the World's Edge Mountains. Farther than the fallen Red Eye Mountains, they discovered a land that seemed to be cursed, but due to the rich mineral deposits there,

Many tribesmen still insisted on staying.

With the invasion of Chaos and the great earthquake, these tribesmen lost contact with the dwarves of the old world. Under the pressure of survival, they no longer believed in the departed ancestral gods, but instead believed in Hasut, the father of darkness - a statue whose image is blazing.

The Chaos Lesser God of the Flame Bull.

They learned demon forging and gained the ability to cast spells - at the cost of their bodies gradually becoming petrified. With these new technologies, they opened up a huge territory. In order to manage it effectively, their population was too small and they enslaved many races, but in the end they enslaved many races with the Black Orcs.

The slaves led by him were severely weakened by the uprising.

Seeing that the battle had been decided, Snorri's anvil guards carried his anvil from the back row to the front of the battlefield. Snorri thought to himself while weighing the hammer.

"Big black guy! What's your name?" Snorri asked.

"Bah!" The black orc raised his upper body and spat at Snorri, but Snorri sat high enough to avoid being spit on.

"Quite tough!" Snorri smiled, "Ah, I am..." After seeing so many titles of Emperor Settra, Snorri also wanted to go through his own from beginning to end.

"You little guy without horns, stop farting in front of me!" The black orc boss interrupted Snorri's report.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined!" Snorri was also angry. It seemed that this black orc was very ignorant! "Either surrender to me, or die!" He said in a deep voice.

"Waaaagh! Black orcs will never be slaves!" The black orc boss roared louder.

"You are asking for death!" Snorri threw out the warhammer in his hand and smashed the Black Orc's head, which was considered a head gain.

"How could it be like this? Or is it always like this?" Snorri thought while wiping the red and white stains on the hammer. He vaguely remembered that the Witch King Malekith once supported the orc war general. Could it be due to his magic?

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With no relevant information and resources at hand, and no energy to engage in any kind of attack or intimidation, Snorri directly killed him. Anyway, there are plenty of greenskins in the world, so it’s not too late to try again when you have some free time.

Snorri then used the Valaya Sacrifice to wash away all kinds of erosion in the Karag-Red Cloud Mountain Fortress over thousands of years, which saved the tribesmen time for cleaning.

However, this fortress has changed hands back and forth between Tomb Kings, Vampires, and Greenskins over a long period of time, and now it is in urgent need of repairs to restore its basic defensive functions.

Something in the personal belongings of the Black Orc boss attracted Snorri's system. It was a gem with warm blue light flowing around it. This spark gem can be combined with the dwarf collar previously seized from Captain Salazar to create a Laton.

The animal control collar.

Of course, Snorri was not polite. He took out the collar from his personal storage box. With a little system, he put his hands together, and a treasure was restored by combining the power of runes, engineering skills, and enough luck.

After putting away the collar, Snorri arranged the follow-up work. He decided to stay here and rest for a short period of time. He first sorted out the surrounding environment, resource points, potential enemy forces and other information before entering the mountain.

He combined the experience of his predecessors and optimistically estimated based on the map that it would be almost impossible for such a large team to reach Plateau Fort in less than a month, so it was necessary to have a safe rear area.

Under Snorri's dispatch, all three thousand troops took action. Two helicopters stopped for aerial reconnaissance. Knights and rangers were sent out to investigate on the ground. Those with underground combat experience were responsible for exploring the fortress.

In the abandoned part, other tribesmen repaired the used part of the fortress with cement.

To the north of Red Cloud Mountain is the Misty Mountain, an important greenskin stronghold in the World's Edge Mountains. It once belonged to the Pot-Belly King Gulu. Although no new, powerful greenskin warmaster has been born yet, Snorri decided to first

Seal the leyline network going north.

Not long after he finished carving the runes for sealing and warning, the tribesmen who were exploring downwards brought him good news. Under the protection of the guards, Snorri walked along the newly opened stairs that had not yet had time to be cleaned.

Down.

After bypassing several deserted halls, he saw a hall sealed by runes. He looked at the cross-shaped forging hammer and iron tongs signs on the door, as well as the somewhat damaged Granny and Steady hammers on both sides of the door.

The statue of Munir, the dwarves determined that this was the blacksmith's guild hall in Red Cloud Mountain.

The master-level guardian runes used to seal the door gradually became ineffective due to lack of maintenance over time. Snorri easily opened the door. After a brief ventilation to allow the heavy air inside to dissipate, everyone rushed in eagerly.

The first thing that catches the eye is a huge forging device, which is also the symbol of the Hongyunshan Blacksmith Guild's fame in the golden age. This device directly guides the magma in the active volcano and can smelt meteorite or other materials at extremely high speeds with high temperatures.

substance.

There was a set of boxes placed in front of the forging device. After getting Snorri's permission, the dwarves opened them. There were one hundred new sets of meteorite equipment inside, ten of which had the standard runes engraving completed.


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