Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 409: Bronzebeard

Duke wailed in his heart and complained: Not every man is called Arnold Schwarzenegger.

Alas, Azeroth is still a world with backward medical care and harsh natural environment. Babies who are not particularly strong will not survive to adulthood.

In a sense, the average physical fitness of modern people is actually far inferior to that of adults in medieval Europe.

That's too far away.

"Cough cough." Duke coughed a few times before he caught his breath.

Muradin glanced around and said, "Let's go back to our base."

The dwarves really came out of the ground. No one would have thought that under the wet and muddy swamp, the dwarves had dug countless tunnels.

Rather than simply being reinforced with wooden planks, the tunnel has standard beams and columns, as well as stone slabs as the top wall.

Looking at the tunnel, which was so wet that water was dripping from it from time to time and was quite low by human standards, Muradin apologized directly: "Sorry, my friend, we didn't mean to wrong you. After all, this was built according to dwarven standards."

The strongest dwarf would not be taller than 1.60 meters, so a tunnel with a height of 1.80 meters would be very comfortable for the dwarf.

This was a tough job for the big guy Gavinrad, he had to hunch over and follow along.

Everyone managed to get through the tunnel by enduring it, except Marian, who used magic with a bit of disgust. She covered the entire ceiling, walls and ground with frost elements to ensure that wherever she walked was relatively clean.

Muradin frowned and said nothing.

As they walked and talked along the way, Duke finally understood why Muradin was here.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Alliance, Muradin stayed in Lordaeron as the highest representative of the Bronzebeard Dwarves to the Alliance, and tried his best to gain support for his country.

Muradin soon discovered that, in fact, he only needed to deal with Duke. Because as long as his request was not too excessive, Duke would extort money from other human kingdoms and get it for the Bronzebeard dwarves, and use his own exclusive fleet to send it directly to the rendezvous point on the northern coast of Ironforge.

Medicines, food, and even iron ore.

Duke did the most that an ally could do.

After a while, Muradin and Duke became very good friends.

Recently, the Alliance began to turn from defense to offense, and Muradin could no longer sit still, so he handed the work over to his deputy. He rushed back to Ironforge. When Magni was unable to assign more people to him, the second son of the Bronzebeard family relied on his dozen friends to attack everywhere, raid the mines controlled by the orcs, and rescued a large number of compatriots from them.

Then, relying on these rescued compatriots, they organized a resistance army in the wetlands and attacked orcs everywhere.

Duke couldn't help but laugh: "I was wondering why the sky was full of flying dragons, it turns out they are searching for you!"

Duke felt like he was being blamed.

Muradin did not show any weakness: "Isn't it for advance preparation? When you attack the Thandol Bridge, we can support you in the south!"

Duke smiled bitterly.

After walking for about half an hour, we finally arrived at the base of Muradin's rebel army - the Vilga Excavation Site in the southern part of the wetlands.

Unlike the digging site full of messy things in later generations, this place is now just the digging site of the dwarves. The countless pits and complex terrain have given the orcs a lot of trouble.

To the orcs, the dwarves here are more troublesome than the groundhogs who love to dig holes. The orcs have temporarily abandoned this place, which in a sense is the dwarfs' liberated area.

In the huge cave, the dwarves here noticed the guests brought by Muradin, and also noticed Vereesa and Marianne in the team.

One of the dwarves' eyes sparkled: "Ah - beautiful elf ladies! And here come two of them."

The dwarf came running over and bowed awkwardly: "Falstad the Dragon Hunter is willing to serve you, Elf Lady.!"

Note that this guy was only saluting towards Verissa.

Duke realized at this time that before him, the high elves of Quel'Thalas were the only foreign allies that the dwarves truly trusted. Of course, this could not fully explain why Falstad was so focused on Vereesa. Not only him, but most of the dwarves were focused on Vereesa. It was obvious that all the dwarves thought Vereesa was very charming.

Uh, did you forget someone?

Marian was standing next to her with her hands on her hips, with an unhappy look written all over her face.

Duke quickly tried to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, for the sake of your great cause of liberation, let's get down to business first."

The five-man group ignored this episode and came to a smaller and more hidden cave in the larger cave. It was very narrow when they entered and had a huge gate, which, according to Muradin, could even block out dragon breath.

When Duke arrived at Muradin's rebel headquarters and saw the flag representing the orcs on the sand table, he immediately realized that the situation was more troublesome than he had imagined.

He saw many small flags near the Grim Batol Fortress, which was now controlled by the orcs.

Muradin introduced them to Duke one by one.

"Those damned greenskins knew this day would come. Ever since Orgrim and the Horde suffered a tragic defeat at the gates of Lordaeron, the Horde's forces have begun gathering near here. Look, these are the Horde's second-rate clans, each with about 10,000 to 30,000 men, mostly adult orcs. This is Steelfang, that is Diggertooth, and that is Broken Axe."

Duke narrowed his eyes.

If it weren't for the Red Dragonflight, the victorious Alliance army would have quickly advanced to the Khaz Modan area.

Yes, the Lordaeron Alliance might have to fight hard to get here, but Duke had no doubt that the Alliance could do it. Duke could almost imagine the scene of the Alliance army gathering north of the Thandol Bridge.

However, as long as the Horde is still under the leadership of Orgrim, it will be imagined that if the alliance wants to further weaken the orcs before launching an attack, the easiest way is to kill the red dragon queen or rescue her.

Moreover, the clumsy Lordaeron elite thieves group has already sounded the alarm for the orcs.

This was at least ten times more severe than the previous rescue operation. Now more than 100,000 orcs surrounded Grim Batol.

Even though the combat power of these second-tier clans is only half of that of the Blackrock and Warsong clan orc warriors, and not much stronger than ordinary human soldiers, they are still not 100,000 pigs...

"Duke, you said you wanted to save the Red Dragon Queen? Are you sure? If so, I have a thousand elite soldiers who can launch a feint attack for you." Muradin is a heroic man. He is absolutely impeccable as a friend. You can tell at first glance that he is the kind of good brother who is willing to go through fire and water for his brothers.