After cursing the unreliable emperor, Thorgreen returned to the topic.
"I heard that traces of rat people were found underground? The surrounding mountain forts and patrols have not reported news of large gatherings of rats recently. It should be at most a small clan that failed in their internal fighting, or a certain clan.
The forward troops, if you put it this way..."
"Let me go with my eldest brother!" Snorri said. He was defeated and almost lost his life in the first battle, which made him feel angry.
"Has Master Chisel promised to allocate your emergency Anvil Guards to duty?" Without rushing to reply to Snorri, Thorgreen asked something else.
"Arrived the same day! They're pretty good!" Snorri replied.
"Well, when it was first formed, the soldiers assigned to him by the clan were all truly elite. Although there has been a lack of actual combat experience over the years, the original foundation should still be there." Thorgreen nodded.
"I can feel more at ease with them protecting you, but...Grenson!" Sol Green shouted out the door.
"At your service! His Majesty the High King!" Upon hearing this, Captain Glenson of the Hammer of Eternity, whom Snorri had met before, strode into the room.
"Master Snorri is going to join the army, please bring ten brothers to protect him!"
"Huh? Your Majesty, this is against the rules, isn't it? Our Eternal Hammer Guards are only responsible for you! The last time we protected Prince Gnommu was because he was your eldest son, Master Snorri..." Glenson's words were lost.
After I finished speaking, I was interrupted.
"In addition to being the youngest rune master and my youngest son, Snorri is also the divine choice of the ancestor goddess!"
"Okay, follow your will! In the name of the ancestors and gods, I swear that anyone who wants to hurt Master Snorri must step over our corpses!"
After receiving a positive answer, Thorgreen nodded, "By the way, I did some research on the last assessment, and the report is here! You can take it and see for yourself. Generally speaking, it's not a big problem!" He took out a document from the pile on the table and handed it to Snorri.
Thorgreen looked at Gnom again: "When do you plan to set off?"
"Tomorrow morning, Father, although the situation there cannot be said to change rapidly, the sooner I go back, the better. Yesterday, I was worried that if I returned during the day, I might be discovered by green-skinned spies, which would lead to a night attack on the stronghold, so I ran back in the middle of the night!"<
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"Well, there's nothing wrong with being cautious for a newbie, that's it! Take care of Snorri!"
After receiving Thorgrin's approval, the two brothers were very excited. When they walked out of the room, Snorri wanted to take Gnom to go back to the clan to have another chat, but Gnom rejected him with a mysterious look on his face.<
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"I have some other things to be busy with. You can go back and have a good rest! Meet your guards at the west gate of the fortress at eight o'clock tomorrow morning! I will also tell Uncle Glennson."
"What are you going to do? Recruit other soldiers? Maybe I can go with you!"
"Hahahahaha! Recruitment? You can also say that, but you can't help me. Go back quickly. There is a long way to go tomorrow!"
Snorri shook his head, put the documents in his arms, and returned to his residence with several of his guards. Entering the gate, he saw the Anvil guards taking off their armor and training to fight in pairs. p>
"Uncle Jiandun, call the brothers to assemble. I want to announce the expedition tomorrow morning!"
The captain of the Anvil Guard ran over after hearing this, "Just call me Johnson, the choice of the respected goddess. What did you say? Are you going to go to war tomorrow morning?" The bangs and shouts of the guards' bodies colliding made him not listen too much.
Clear.
"Yes, I want to go to the front line of Karak Varn with my big brother Gnom Skullcrusher. Is it okay if you come with me?"
"Of course there is no problem! My battle ax has been thirsty for a long time! This is our duty! The oath is as solid as a rock!"
Johnson stood upright and shouted loudly. "Brothers, gather! There is a mission!" Following his instructions, the dwarves who were originally scattered in the yard quickly gathered together and formed a dense formation.
After briefly reorganizing the formation, Johnson retreated behind Snorri and motioned for him to announce the order. This was the first time Snorri lectured his subordinates. He coughed twice and cleared his throat. Johnson was like thunder.
His voice puts a lot of pressure on him.
"Everyone, my uncle, the Iron Chisel Master, assigned you to me, so I won't be polite! We will gather here at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Everyone, bring your friends, and let's go to Mountain Lake Castle to kill the greenskins and rats!"
"Great! I haven't fought in the fortress all these years. When I look at the rats in the gutter, I feel like storm rats!"
"Finally, I don’t have to worry about having to talk at the wine table! My old friends now call me doorman!"
"This time I'm following the goddess's choice. It's okay if I don't behave properly when the goddess notices me! I'll go to the barber shop to take care of my beard later!"
When they heard the news of tomorrow's expedition, the guards not only showed no fear of the difficulty, but were all extremely excited and wished they could set off now.
Seeing such a performance, Snorri nodded secretly in his heart. It seems that this team has not been destroyed by the comfortable life, and his personal safety is quite guaranteed.
After disbanding the team and letting them go home to pack their bags, Snorri returned to his room. After receiving the news of the expedition, Balin was also eager to try. In dwarf society, compared to improving professional skills, establishing meritorious service on the battlefield is undoubtedly a way to gain prestige and status.
Shortcut.
Snorri himself had nothing to pack. He prepared a pair of clothes and put the newly acquired Ring of Iron Chisels on his hands, and that was it. He didn't plan to read the document first, so as not to be distracted during the battle. p>
But Bahrain was very excited. He ran around and packed two big bags, and he didn't know what they were.
The afternoon passed quickly. After dinner, the old dwarf Grenson brought nine other members of the Eternal Hammer Guard to Snorri's residence. They were taciturn, never leaving their hammers in their hands, never leaving their armor, and they found a random place.
Let’s settle down and wait for the expedition tomorrow morning.
Early the next morning, Snorri climbed out of bed before dawn. Seeing his subordinates completing their assembly at the door one after another, he also walked out of the room with Balin.
Looking at the forty Anvil Guards and ten Eternal Hammers under his command, Snorri felt good. These are the real elites of the dwarves! Unfortunately, they are all seconded. The only real ones are the advisors around him.
Just Bahrain.
He stretched out his hand to stop Johnson's loud voice, which was about to go off. Snorri didn't want to disturb the dreams of the people around him so early in the morning.
"Brothers, let's set off! The target is the west gate, everyone, step softly!"
A group of fifty-two dwarves set out in the darkness without lights.
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