"It doesn't look too difficult to make, or in fact the entire rune guard is divided into three parts." Snorri held the design and went straight to his workshop.
"The main body of the stone statue, the engraved runes and the weapons in the hands, each part can be produced separately. My apprentices are alive again! How can this be called exploitation? It is called giving them valuable practical opportunities. They can participate in such an important event just after they debut.
project, they should be grateful!”
The Rune Master, who had barely done anything after passing the examination, muttered while studying,
Rune guards were relatively popular in ancient times, and today's Southland is fully capable of producing them.
"Call me the skilled craftsmen in the area! Stonemasons, blacksmiths and rune users. I will have two of them guarding each gate of the four fortresses!"
"They will become the flagship product of the Southland! Every Karak will need these guys, which can free up precious manpower." Snorri pondered the usage scenarios of Rune Guards. They are good at everything, but they move slowly.
a little,
In most cases it is only suitable for defense.
"Perhaps we can adjust it during production.
Get some speed runes and try them out, but there's no rush, future product updates and upgrades will cost money!" Snorri quickly put this matter aside, he had more important things to do at hand.
"How many manpower have been freed up on the Eastern Front?" A few days later, Snorri summoned Andermg, who had returned from the defense.
"There are about five hundred of our compatriots, and there are probably more than a thousand of other races." The number given by the Governor of Xichang is a bit vague, and it is no wonder that he is not able to blame him. Previously, the strength of Hongyun Mountain was stretched thin, with Bretonnians, Imperials and Pygmies.
Everyone with fighting ability was mobilized.
"Yes, yes, since His Majesty Wahav has taken over the defense line, you don't have to stay there. Go back and help me keep an eye on the rune guard production line. At this stage, it is best not to leak this technology!"
After arranging new tasks, Snorri set out to reorganize the troops. Since he had promised to fulfill his promise even if there were difficulties, a few days later a multi-ethnic mixed force set off north from Hongyun Mountain.
The greenskins in the Misty Mountains have not yet given birth to new great warlords, ranging from hundreds to hundreds.
Warbands composed of thousands of orcs can hardly resist Snorri's team. However, it is easy to defeat them, but it is very difficult to completely eliminate them.
"right,
That's it!"
"Mustache, how much force can you exert by swinging the hammer like this?"
"Waaagh!"
"Hahaha,
This is the eighth one!”
In a valley,
The dwarves blocked a group of greenskins who were not retreating quickly enough and were fighting fiercely. Snorri stood on the top of the mountain and paid attention to the battle. The raids had been going on for more than ten days. This might be the last remaining resistance south of the Poisonous Water River.
war gang.
"There are no Green Mushrooms coming from the north for reinforcements." Altman jumped out of the helicopter. As the dragons fell into sleep, what now dominates the skies of the World's Edge Mountains has become a beast called a wyvern.
These flying dragons are winged reptiles that feed on carrion and are therefore poisonous throughout their bodies. Despite their name, they bear only the faintest resemblance to giant dragons.
Wyverns are much smaller than dragons, much larger than griffons, and have no forelimbs, only two hind legs. Wyverns are cruel and violent in nature, but there are still some powerful orc warlords who will try to tame them.
Snorri purchased another squadron of helicopters, and this relatively easy-to-deal with guy is the best training target for rookie pilots. Altman commanded his men to successfully gain air superiority.
"The plan failed. The training ends here! Notify the artillery team to open fire! Deal with us as soon as possible so we can move forward."
Using the telescope, he saw that the greenskins were unable to retreat and began to fight against the trapped beasts. Snorri shook his head and ordered. It seemed that the previous series of battles had made the greenskins realize the gap in combat effectiveness, so he gathered around to call for reinforcements.
The idea came to nothing.
While Snorri here in the Misty Mountains was methodically using the greenskins to train his team on multi-racial coordination, land and air coordination and other tactics,
In a wilderness located north of Eternal Peak and east of Karak-Kaderin,
A green shaman sitting on a giant war pig sneezed.
"Brother Di Mao, who is cunning and cruel, told me,
The boys down south are in trouble!"
Urzag-Green Seer rubbed the nose under his mask. It and the group of wild orcs following it have been trekking in this wasteland for a long time, following the guidance of the two great gods in their minds.
But apart from the huge skeleton, it didn't see anything interesting.
"But the cruel and cunning brother told me that I am almost there! There is a most Waaagh guy waiting for me, and it needs my guidance!"
Urzago swayed from side to side in pain, and the big guys around it kept a distance from the prophet. Brother Gomao liked to fight, and if there was no fight, they would fight with each other.
Now these two masters were working in Urzago's mind again. Large amounts of waaagh energy escaped uncontrollably, and the green skins with weak endurance were affected and their heads exploded from time to time.
"Waaaagh!"
Urzago's cathartic roar even overwhelmed the howling of the north wind on the Skeleton Plateau.
"Hey, kids, keep moving forward! To the south is that strange little guy, and he's become a tough guy now!"
After the green seers calmed down, the green-skinned army then set off, heading towards the fearful city shrouded in smoke and spewing lava that Gorge had symbolized in Big Green.
“This is the place!”
After defeating several more small warbands, Governor Snorri led his army down the river to the mouth of the sea. Standing on the top of the mountain, the Dwarf King looked down at the vast endless bay.
"Land the Jieshi to the east to view the sea!"
While he took out his telescope for further observation, he recited the verses that had been imprinted in his mind. "Wei Wu, no, it should be, Noli whipped his whip, there is a posthumous chapter on Jieshi in the east, the bleak autumn wind is now again, the human world has changed."
"
"You have also studied the literature of Cathay! Karaz-a-Karak is indeed the starting point of the Road to the Tusk!"
Eric, who was standing behind him, flattered him. He had received a better education as a noble. Several other civilian generals couldn't understand Cathay at all, and they didn't know where to start if they wanted to respond.
“Let’s call this mountain Jieshi Mountain from now on!”
Snorri tightened his cloak. The more he grew and trained, the more he realized his shortcomings. The management of Guangnan Land already felt obscure, and now further expansion has brought new challenges.
"Leave some of the brothers to build the stronghold, while the others rest for a while and then move on! King Belegar will cooperate with us in the second half of the journey."
