Gotrek took the order and left. Over the years, Snorri had established a systematic mobilization and recruitment mechanism, and developed a systematic dwarf-human cooperative combat plan, which initially met the requirements of field battles.
There has been no large-scale use of troops in the Southland in recent years, but the pace of reform of the military system has not stopped. After the Dark Ages of the Dwarves, their power gradually shrank. The main battlefields were mountains and underground, and the combat style was mainly defensive. For this reason, broken iron and iron were specially developed.
Troops such as dragons also gave up many of the troops and war machines they once had.
Snorri's goal is not just to defend himself and wait for rats and chaos to come to his door. Military construction should serve military goals, so the Southland began to organize a new army with field and offensive capabilities.
Develop the air force to compete for air supremacy, improve and reduce the weight of the artillery originally fixed on the fortress wall to facilitate towing, use the Tomb Legion in the south of Nehekhara and east of the Coffin Canyon to practice tactics, etc.
The skull-grinding machine blueprints obtained from the Chaos Dwarves also provided him with assistance. The steam tank designed by Leonardo, a genius inventor from Tyril five hundred years ago, is outdated and has exposed many flaws in actual combat. Snow
Li believes in the power of the torrent of steel, and hopes that one day he can own it.
The reform was fruitful, and with a top-notch combat force like Gotrek leading the team, the small clan in Lame Peak was almost at the point of collapse. If Snorri hadn't said something in advance, he would have been able to fight all the way to the gates of Nagashzar.
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"Animals, stupid pigs! It's been thousands of years, and they haven't even managed to evolve a brain. Can't they come out? They have to put a beard thing under their nostrils to know how powerful they are?"
In a secret office under the Bafeng Mountain, the boss of the Moss clan hammered the table angrily, his gray beard flicking by himself. A few rats stood by with their necks shrunken, not daring to speak.
"Then, that's a fucking demi-god! Demigod, do you understand! He wants to take the lives of elites, force him to do it!"
Gnoldor gritted his teeth and was still angry. Although the rat people had a racial talent limit and could not produce demigods on their own, if they sacrificed enough sacrifices to the Gray Prophet, they could summon the Decay Lord under the Horned Rat to help.
As a member of the Thirteenth Council, I know the horror of extraordinary power.
The letters asking for help from Lame Peak and the urgings from the Thirteenth Council became more and more intensive, and the first wave of reinforcements from the grinning clan was repulsed. And the messenger it sent to communicate with the evil moon goblins brought bad news again.
Iblit was recognized as the strongest goblin in the world after the disappearance of the big-belly king Gulu, but he did not have Gulu's fierceness and could only see one-third of an acre of land under his belly.
The old rat heading north didn't even dare to think of joining forces to contain the dwarves, but the goblin war general didn't even give it the chance to defuse the mines himself. The messenger of Skaven was so emotional that his tongue was knotted.
Unsatisfied, Iblit agreed to suspend the war.
"Well, maybe, maybe I have to go to the Holy Capital. You, take your headquarters, go south to support. Yuu, take it easy, burn yourself out, and figure it out by yourself!"
After making the decision, Gonodor looked several years older, and a powerful black-haired mouse came out to take orders. Whenever he saw it, the boss couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This is the Moss clan.
The most outstanding rising star, but compared to the Quaker-Headhunter of the past, it is still a horse rather than a unicorn.
Gnoldor still clearly remembers the afternoon when he saw Quick in the breeding pit. He seemed to be a gift from the Horned Rat God to help him completely control the City of Thousand Pillars. Unfortunately, Quick died at the hands of a bearded thing.
Not to mention, even the dimensional stone fragment armor passed down from the day the clan was founded was also lost.
What the old rat didn't know was that the Evil Moon Tribe had a leader decades ago, or theoretically would have a leader with a big brain and an understanding of strategy in the future. However, the guy whose head was smashed in the Fearless Fortress has no future.
"The rat from Camelback Mountain sent another legion south? Krachi-Doomclaw personally led the team. Could it be that some treasure was discovered in the former territory of the Necromancer?"
In the Black Fortress, the young Drazhos listened thoughtfully to the reports of his subordinates. Nagash, a strong man who has understood the mysteries of death, has not yet become a god, but many weak gods have been driven into dusk by him.
.His perseverance and perseverance in fighting has made young aspiring young people regard him as a role model.
Camelback Mountain is the remnant of the World's Edge Mountains extending eastward, and it is also the largest stronghold of the Skaven in the Dark Land. The Grin clan has the entire city to themselves, and occupies a place in the Thirteen Council with its strong strength. Although it is also hanging on
Outside the Old World, the Grin clan has relatively much respect for the leadership of the Gray Prophet.
This is an ancient clan that has emerged nearly three thousand years ago. At that time, the center of gravity of the Demon Rat Empire was still the giant warpstone vein under Nagash. After realizing that the reserves were dwindling, the Rat decided to enter the Dark Land to seek more resources.
, and the grinning clan took on this task with the support of the Thirteenth Council and occupied Camelback Mountain.
The grinning bosses of the past generations have always accepted the sentiment of the past and responded to the call of the council more actively. What's more, in recent years, the Chaos Dwarves have been turned upside down by the Greenskins and then fell into civil war. The external pressure on Camelback Mountain has been relieved.
"Tap! Moo!"
Just as he said, Drazhos walked out of the tower, and a terrifying giant beast had been led to the door. It looked like a giant demon bull with wings, its flesh burned like a living forge, and its hooves stepped on the flames.
, surrounded by smoke.
"Come on, Emberbreath, let's go have some fun!"
The demon blacksmith walked on his short legs and sat on the saddle sedan with the help of the trainer. He pulled the reins and the demon bull suddenly jumped into the air. An experienced trainer could tell from the horns that the ember breath was still in its youth.
In time, it may become the strongest demon cow in the dark land.
"The Father of Darkness is above, what kind of strength is this? This is just a general under Snorri Thorson, so what about the true master?"
Riding the Demon Bull, hidden in the clouds and mist, he observed the battlefield. As soon as the two armies came into contact, a gap was instantly opened in the dwarf front as if an electric drill was opening the way. No matter how loudly the rat warlord screamed, he could not stop the retreat of the front.
After thousands of years of fighting, the Chaos Dwarves know how difficult this group of ratmen is. Warpstone preparations are like a drug to those who gain the ability to cast spells by forcibly cracking them. As a result, the Grin clan has acquired many forging skills, and they have developed the heavily armored Storm Rats.
Very hard to chew.
Reminiscent of Astergos in the north, the Iron Hand miraculously lifted its petrification and was able to unleash its mana arbitrarily, and also brought in ogre mercenaries to help beat the new secret coven master to retreat. Suddenly, a thought appeared in Lord Ash's head.
