Although they don’t know where the direction is and which family the enemy is, the morale of this dwarf army is extremely high. The ancestors and gods walked at the forefront, and the young patriarch followed him holding the oath stone that has been passed down for thousands of years.
Is there anything more glorious than this around us?
The few insiders were not so relaxed. They were distributed at various key points in the team and moved forward quickly with their thoughts in mind. After several days of marching, the tribesmen who had been there judged the possible destination. Rumors
Spread among the team.
Snorri kept silent about this. He didn't know if any of these people were followers of the Golden God, or if they had any means to communicate with that guy through the air.
Combining his talent and system, he can sense the evil aura, but Goraz may not necessarily worship the evil god. Even if he immediately beats her into a heinous lackey of chaos in his heart, he can't engage in idealism in such an important matter.
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"Disperse the brothers into the entire team and subdue them immediately if anyone makes any unusual move!"
After explaining the situation to Belegar, the last bloodline of the Undergrand clan still supported Snorri's approach, even though he kept talking about vouching for his subordinates' piety to the ancestral gods.
The further down the mountain the roads and ground became more damaged, and the march of the army dragging the artillery became even more difficult. But Snorri knew that all fear came from the lack of firepower, and refused to abandon them and move forward lightly.
As we entered the zoning area of Longya Castle, the system promptly displayed the degree of local erosion. Seeing that the value was extremely high not to mention the standards of the dwarves, even the standards of humans, other predictions directly became
It's useless - what else are you investigating? Just go ahead!
"Everyone, the Father God and the Mother Goddess have passed down the oracle. The residents of the stronghold in front dare to sacrifice to evil gods other than them! This kind of complete heresy must be judged!"
When the almost invisible appearance of Karak-Azul appeared clearly in the eyes of the army against the setting sun of the Badlands, Snorri stopped his progress and jumped onto his Doom Anvil and shouted loudly.
"What? Believe in evil gods?"
"Gronny has a young beard! This has not been heard of for thousands of years!"
"Last month, or maybe the month before, my nephew's distant cousin seemed to have made a comment in the tavern."
This explosive news caused chaos in the army. What to do in Longya Castle was the most important topic around the campfire every night, but neither the youngest mustache nor the ancestral spirits who returned to the world thought of it.
Of course, Snorri also knew that it was difficult for the tribesmen to accept and digest it. After all, from the time the dwarves were created until now, they seem to be always on the opposite side of the word "evil god".
"It's been a long time since I've personally done some pre-battle mobilization. I don't want to be rusty on my housekeeping skills!"
While opening the system to release the ritual, Snorri secretly thought to himself that as his prestige has increased over the years, he no longer needs to engage in worship activities to boost morale before fighting.
"The grace of the ancestors and gods has come to you, prove your piety to them! Follow my orders and control all the people in the stronghold. Those who refuse to cooperate will be surrendered by force! Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"
Feeling the rage of power surging out of their bodies, Cladromen's army no longer hesitated at all, and they strode towards the small stronghold halfway up the mountain.
The dragon slayer Skok briefly recaptured the fortress itself after slaying the dragon, but the devastated city was no longer enough to withstand the ensuing greenskin attack. He and his followers were not in front of the main entrance.
A small town was built on the mountain road to house it.
"This is the army of Snorri Thorson, the Stormhammer, the king of the Southland chosen by the ancestors and gods! Karak, the true lord of the Eight Peaks, Belegar Ironhammer, the king of the Andegron clan, is also here
Here, please open the door quickly!"
"ah?"
"Why are they here?"
Gotrek's angry call made countless guards on the stronghold's tower panic, but before they could reply, the grumpy Chosen One, the dwarf god of war, swung his battle ax and hacked down the city gate.
"Stubborn! Gotrek, get out of the way and fire!"
Snorri is even more direct, artillery
Isn't that why you went to such trouble to get it from the Cladro Gate? No matter how small the dwarf stronghold is, they won't save any money on materials, and without heavy weapons, the siege will not be fast.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by several loud noises, the iron door of "Dragon Cliff Castle" was blasted open, and the warriors who had received the grace of the gods filed in, shouting out the course of action that Snorri had just decided, and knocking down everyone they encountered.
of living people.
"There are not enough people! Where are the heretics?"
Scanning the dwarves and a small number of humans being held in the square, Snorri frowned. It was obvious that the number did not match what was reported in the intelligence, and none of the leading figures in the stronghold appeared.
"Honored, respected ancestors! You have finally noticed this abandoned land. Please, please believe in my loyalty to them!"
Before he finished speaking, a guy dressed as a guard crawled out from behind the crowd. He hugged Snorri's legs and began to cry.
"Loyalty? Huh, tell me where they are, and you can still be considered guilty of meritorious service!"
"Here, those, those depraved guys are taking a chance in an abandoned mine in the back. The leader claims to have obtained Ge, no, the temptation of that evil spirit there! I can take you there now!"
"If you dare to play any tricks, Xichang will let you know that sometimes death can be a kind of happiness." After saying these harsh words, leaving a small number of soldiers to guard the residents of the stronghold, Snorri headed straight for the mine with his guide.
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"Report! Your Majesty, the Patriarch of the Church arrived suddenly with a large army. I'm afraid he is unwilling to acknowledge the status of God Goraz!"
At the same time, in a hall where the dome and supporting columns were plated with gold, a guard who took advantage of the chaos to escape spoke hurriedly to a thin figure wearing a golden silk robe. Although this man was a dwarf, his figure was
The proportions are definitely not the square shape common among dwarves. He is so thin that his waist is almost as slender as an elf.
"Snorri Thorson? Didn't he just return to Plateau Castle? Why did he suddenly appear here?"
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The leader touched his smooth beard. The man's beard ring was as gorgeous as that of the Lord of Copper Mountain Castle and Belega's father-in-law, the Lord of Lagos. His slender fingers were also covered with luxurious rings.
A few days ago, he spent a lot of effort to dig out a small group of elite rangers who had infiltrated. He thought he could live a peaceful life, but he didn't expect that the real owner would come to kill him in the blink of an eye.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Being able to escape from the Lord's hands with your life is indeed quite capable. It must have brought me a lot of happiness and honor!" Listening to the knocking sound at the mine entrance, the dwarf licked his lips and muttered.
