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Chapter 1417. Woohoo, the old-haired person sends the young-haired person away

The news of the discovery of the Sinful Dwarves in the Skaven Tunnel was quickly reported to the headquarters.

This was not considered important news. After all, the situation in Sinburgh was special. It was where the three tribes of dwarves had exiled prisoners for the past thousand years. Although the Sin Dwarves had formed a unique branch, even the dwarves themselves did not like them. Moreover, the Sin Dwarves had degenerated into occupying the land and becoming the kings. They had joined forces with the Shadow Elves to engage in the slave trade and had once monopolized the right of passage from the Gray Desert to the ancient country of Kalem. Therefore, there was no formal diplomatic relationship between the Sin Dwarves and other forces on the continent.

However, the news soon reached the ears of the Silver Dwarf Earth Priests who were in charge of the construction of the Locust Wall. They immediately sent people to find him and even asked to see the busy Lao Qin to explain the situation and demand that the sinful dwarf prisoners be handed over to them.

the reason is simple.

The acting lord of the Frost Dwarves, Baldur Frostwind, has not yet returned to Frosthold in the Great Wilderness. It is said that the last time the acting lord appeared was near Sinhold. This news came from the ratman Blackservantsen who once served as a guide for Lord Baldur, so it is highly credible.

The Silver Dwarves may not care about the fate of the Sin Dwarves, but they must find out the whereabouts of the Frost Dwarf Lord.

A lord of the Frost Dwarves has already died. If the successor also mysteriously disappears in the insect plague, there is a high probability that something bad will happen to Frost Castle. At present, Mother Goddess Gaia needs the faith from the material world to forge a star giant. Once there is civil strife among the Frost Dwarves, it will definitely have a serious impact on the Mother Goddess's plan.

After learning all this, Mr. Qin immediately gave instructions.

Several player forces currently active in the ratman tunnels have received temporary tasks, requiring them to assist the Earth Priests in finding the current hiding place of the sinful dwarves under the tunnels and find a way to make contact with them.

This job is not difficult.

After all, these intricate tunnels are the masterpieces of the ratmen. It is difficult for the sinful dwarves who have come from afar and are unfamiliar with the terrain to avoid the double search from the ratmen and the earth priests in such a tunnel system.

Soon, the matter was resolved that afternoon, but problems also arose.

There are quite a lot of sinful dwarves hiding in the tunnels.
"What? More than 30,000 people? Are you kidding me?"

When Lao Qin received this news, he was stunned. He exclaimed:

"Thirty thousand people hid in the tunnels without food or water? Do these damn sinful dwarves live on stones? Besides, haven't the ratmen been active in the tunnels recently? That's thirty thousand people, not three!

How could they not notice such a big commotion?"

"Well, that's the problem, Mr. Qin."

The Chinese 007 who came to report the news said with a pained look on his face:
“I heard from the Earth Priest that it seems that the Sinful Dwarves have regained the blessing of Mother Gaia, allowing them to hide underground without being discovered.

But that's not the point!

The more important problem is that the place where those sinful dwarves are entrenched right now is right on the road we must take through the tunnel to get to Abyss City, and those stubborn guys don't intend to let us go. Their city was destroyed by bugs and they are very angry. Even the Earth Priests don't like them. However, the plan to attack Abyss City has been sent to the commander of the player's guild.

The test plan that the development team gave us in advance was very clear. A large number of new players will be entering the battlefield soon, and they will march towards Abyss City in a few days!

Does this incident at this time mean that we have to fight the sinful dwarves before attacking the city?"

"The attack plan time cannot be changed! This is no joke."

Lao Qin slammed the table and said:
"That is related to the Gray Desert Expedition. Immediately send an envoy to convey our request to the dwarves. They must give way! Otherwise, they will be regarded as accomplices of the Zerg. At this critical juncture, how can someone still not see the big picture?"

"Master Qin, Lord Heather, the commander of the Holy Blood Corps, has sent an envoy here."

A staff officer entered Mr. Qin's headquarters and reported:

"Lord Heather has received authorization from Governor Murphy. She said she will be fully responsible for contact with the sinful dwarves and promised to resolve the matter before launching the offensive plan."

"it is good!"

Mr. Qin's frown immediately relaxed and he said:
"Let the dwarves solve their own problems, and do the rest as planned! At the same time, send a message to the commander nearby. If Lord Heather fails in the negotiations, immediately attack with the help of the black servant ratmen!"

At the same time, in the ratmen's tunnel, Lord Heather, the "special envoy" who was urgently assigned to solve the problem of the sinful dwarves, had arrived at the "accident site". Just outside the tunnel where the sinful dwarves were entrenched, she saw several earth priests who were at a loss, and asked:
"Are they still so stubborn and unwilling to give way?"

"It's not that I don't want to."

An earth priest sighed and said:

"These Sinful Dwarves have already been exhausted after breaking out from the Castle of Sin. I just went in to take a look. They are said to have more than 30,000 people, but in fact most of them are women and children. They are extremely lucky to be able to recuperate here under the protection of Mother Gaia.

Every dwarf who escaped had anger and frustration burning in their hearts, and the Sin Dwarves were notoriously corrupt, so if we urged them to get out of the tunnel, something bad might happen. "

"But military law is ruthless!"

Lord Heather took off her helmet and held it in her arms. She shook her braids and scolded:

"If they don't give way, the weapons that the Zerg should have prepared will fall on them. These stubborn guys can't be persuaded, otherwise they wouldn't have been exiled in the first place. You tried your conciliation, but it didn't work, so it's my turn.

Have you figured out who the Sin Lord is who is leading them?"

"Fenris Wildfist, the great slave owner, and the mysterious Burning Heart of Sin."

Another earth priest whispered:

"The former was once the captain of Lord Hadran's guard. He was exiled and became a member of the Sinful Dwarves because of some unspeakable things. He quickly rose to become a great slave owner in a hundred years. As for the latter, his origin is mysterious, but it is certain that this group of Sinful Dwarves can regain the favor of Mother Gaia, which is inseparable from His Excellency the Burning Sinful Heart.

We suspect he may be an exiled earth priest, but the Temple of Gaia's roster contains no names that fit the bill.

Also, I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

These sinful dwarves ignored our requests and were not afraid of possible military conflicts. They knew how weak they were, yet they were still so powerful. I guess they had some confidence.

perhaps
Are they waiting here for support from some force?"

"Oh?"

Lord Heather snorted, rolled his eyes, and then led some shield dwarf players to the camp of the sin dwarves, where they were "escorted" by a group of fully armed thugs to meet their lord.

As the warriors of the sin dwarves in a slave society, they look very fierce. The armors and weapons they wear are all made by themselves. Different from ordinary dwarves who worship the khaki color of the earth, the weapons and protective gear of these guys are a more aggressive dark red.

And they are no strangers to engineering.

Locke Wildhammer, who was following Lord Heather, saw at a glance that these dwarven thugs were carrying some large-caliber and odd-shaped muskets, which should also function as flamethrowers. From the production details alone, they were no worse than the weapons made by ordinary halfling craftsmen, but this technical route was strange no matter how you looked at it.
"The Sinful Dwarves built cities in the barren areas near the Gray Desert and lived happily for hundreds of years, relying on their forging skills and engineering skills learned from nowhere."

Lord Heather walked forward and whispered to the players:

“Even Master Banks and Old Flywheel said that the engineering of the Sin Dwarves is quite accomplished. And unlike the engineering of the Halflings, the engineering weapons in the hands of these guys are designed for combat. They do not retain any redundant functions, and all their efforts are used on lethality.

They relied on these ferocious things to gain a foothold, and even plundered shadow elves and goat men as slaves, making the thirteen families of the Eternal Rift and the Abyss City turn a blind eye to it, not to mention the werewolf war slaves.

They have formed a strange symbiotic relationship with the Sin Dwarves, and have even established themselves independently of Gnoll society.

Even Black Disaster cannot summon them."

"Is it that awesome?"

The dwarf players of the Locke family looked at each other. To be honest, although they chose dwarves as the racial template, their understanding of dwarf history was not even as good as that of the vampire Azhu.

This is also normal.

We are all here to play games, not to be historians. Who has the heart to think about the complicated past?
"Get ready!"

When approaching the area of ​​the Sinful Dwarf Lord, Lord Heather used the vampire's onomatopoeia skills to remind his followers:
"I will negotiate with the two Sin Lords in a while. If they are willing to surrender, that would be the best. If not, we can kill them here! I will lead the attack, and you will provide cover."

"what?"

The dwarf players of the Locke family suddenly widened their eyes.

No, ladies?
You dwarves! Is our dwarven negotiation tradition so exciting? This is really...too much to my taste! What are you talking about? We have a big advantage. If you don't obey, just crush them all the way. This is the story development that players want to see.

They immediately prepared themselves in private, and quietly changed positions while walking to form a loose attack formation, ready to respond to Lord Heather's fatal blow at any time.

Speaking of which, the "Locke Family" is also very famous as the only dwarf guild in the player community.

They all used "Locke" as their surname and the suffix "X-hammer" as their names, such as the original Wild Hammer, Stone Hammer, Iron Hammer, Earth Hammer, Heavy Hammer, etc., but soon something ridiculous happened.

There are too many members and not enough names!

Perhaps it is because the dwarves in "Real Alien World" are exquisitely modeled, not ugly, and have a unique beauty of power, plus their talents are indeed outstanding, which really attracted a group of players who like exotic customs.

In short, when single words could no longer meet the needs of the Locke dwarves, they quickly iterated to the era of "XX hammer", such as the "Locke Storm Hammer" and "Locke Lightning Hammer" in the crowd. However, there are only a limited number of beautiful or powerful things in this world, and even double words are almost used up.

For example, the Locke dwarf who entered the game a few days ago was forced to use the strange name "Locke Rice Cake Hammer". It is said that the guy was stuck for several minutes just in the naming process.

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If this continues, the Locke family will have to iterate to the era of "XXX Hammer" again, and the most exaggerated thing is that the name "Locke Hammer of Destruction" has been pre-registered on the forum.
The Locke dwarves probably felt that this was not going to work, so they planned to relax the restrictions of the "ancient tradition" recently and let the members choose their own names, as long as the name contains "Locke".

However, funny as they are, the fighting power of these Rock dwarves is not to be underestimated.

The fact that Lord Heather regards them as his confidants shows that the Locke family actually has a certain "social status" in the dwarf society. Even the founder, Locke Wildhammer, was stopped by the dwarf lord at the Borut Pass and was asked to introduce a wife to him. Locke Wildhammer was so scared that he fled overnight and dared not go back.

The main reason is that there is already a shrew at home, and if you continue to mess around, you will really be beaten to death.

"Hey, isn't this little Heather, the shield dwarf's war hero?"

After Lord Heather entered the lord area of ​​the Sinful Dwarves, he heard a hoarse voice shouting:

"How do you have time to come to our little place when you are so busy? Are you lobbying for those silver dwarves? But they seem to have picked the wrong person. After all, look at your eyes, Heather. You are no longer a dwarf, you pathetic vampire!"

"Shut up, Fenris. I'm a dwarf forever! It's not your turn to lecture me, a drunkard who has committed a crime."

Lord Heather didn't tolerate the guy sitting on the cast iron chair opposite him and drinking from a wine glass. The latter's armor was covered with spikes, making him look very fierce, and the werewolf war slaves around him were also fully armed, and it was obvious that they were not simple characters.

Lord Heather seemed to recognize him, and shouted in a dwarf voice:
"Have you become stupid as a slave owner in a remote place? Do you think this is still your Sin Castle and you can do whatever you want? You idiot, I am delivering a message for the Order Alliance, Barbarian Fist!
Get out of the way immediately!

Don't interfere with the coalition's subsequent deployment, otherwise the result that awaits you will not be good.

But I have always been curious. Based on my understanding of the vengeful nature of the Sin Dwarves, after your city was destroyed by the Zerg, you should have tried every means to take it back instead of hiding away like a stray dog ​​like you are doing now!

So either you are scared or you are waiting here for reinforcements. Tell me, who did you pathetic slave owners find to get on this lousy ship of yours?
Finally, where is Baldur Frostwind?

He is different from you!
Balder is a real big shot, and it would be very troublesome if something happened to him."

"Humph, Frost Wind is dead!"

The drunk slave owner threw away his wine glass and cursed:

"That idiot has been jumping around and interfering with the Sin Lord's war command. I think at least one-third of the reason for the fall of Sin Castle can be attributed to him. When the city was captured, that guy led a group of people to run to the Eternal Rift.

But they definitely couldn't outrun the bugs, so there's a high probability that nothing remains of them.

Tsk tsk, I have no opinion on his death, and I even want to spit at him. It's just a pity that he took away the Frost Dwarf's artifact 'Winter Strike'. It's such a pity for the magic weapon bestowed by Mother Goddess Gaia herself.

As for the reinforcements
Well, you guessed it right, Heather, we do have a backup team."

Fenris Wildfist paused, then softened. He said:

"I actually have no intention of going to war with the Order Alliance. Little Heather, please pass on a message. We will leave when reinforcements arrive. We will send those who cannot fight to the Brass Ruins, and then bring warriors who can fight to retake our Sin Castle.

That is the only city left for us exiles.

Without Sinhold, the Sin Dwarves are a joke!"

“I don’t have that much time for you. Get out of this tunnel immediately, Manquan. I’m reminding you because of the brotherhood between you and my father.”

Heather said unyieldingly:

"If you want to take back the Castle of Sin, you can cooperate with the Order Alliance and join the defense of the Locust Wall. After Hive Zero is destroyed, I will help you take back the city. You and your people can also occupy a place in the Order camp, which is not a bad thing for you.

Under normal circumstances, no one would want to join you, a bunch of damned degenerate slave owners."

"I'm a businessman, Heather, and I can even kneel down and lick your boots if the profit is enough."

Fenris Wildfist snorted and said with a curled lip:
"But I'm not the only Sin Lord here. Do you understand what I mean? My slave-hunting team was wiped out when we broke into the city before. Now I'm just a puppet with a little status and reputation. The real boss is someone else.

Burning sinful heart!

You may not know him, but I must tell you that if the sinful dwarves could give birth to their own supreme lord, he would definitely be the one.

In fact, he was the one behind the scenes planning everything including bringing in reinforcements and taking back the city, so it might be more appropriate for you to tell him about these conditions, what do you think?
Do you want to meet him?"

"Hmph, lead the way."

Lord Heather has a true dwarven heart of stone, and she is not afraid at all.

She gestured to the players to stay here, and followed Fenris Wildfist into a newly opened cave at the back of the area. Many sinful dwarves in black robes were coming and going here, carrying various supplies.

The further you go in, the fewer people there are, but they are more elite.

At the deepest part of the cave, a black-robed dwarf standing on a chair was inserting some flags on the map in front of him.

That guy should be the "Burning Heart of Sin" mentioned by Fenris.

"Hey, old Loren, here comes the person you're waiting for!"

Fenris shouted, causing Lord Heather's eyes to immediately widen.

"Loren? That name?"

"Yes, that's the guy you're thinking of, little Heather. He has something to talk to the big guy behind you."

Fenris snorted and crossed his arms to block the way.

The black-robed dwarf in front of him also turned around. His face was covered with the sinful tattoos unique to the sinful dwarves, but one could still see that his face was almost exactly the same as Marshal Loren's.

"Your master just killed my son."

Burning Sin Heart shook his head and said to Heather, who had already drawn her weapon:
"But don't be afraid, Lord Heather. I have no intention of fighting you. I just want to see my son again. Even if he is already dead, please help me, the exile."

(End of this chapter)