New Order of Azeroth

The first feeling in the Searing Gorge is the heat. Many Lordaeron soldiers are not adapted to this climate. After all, according to their geographical location, they are all northerners, and the temperature here in the Searing Gorge is extremely high, which makes a group of northerners extremely hot. .

Vanessa is not afraid of heat, and she doesn't care if it gets a few times hotter, but the air quality in the Searing Canyon is really bad!

The black iron dwarves have been forging, forging, mining, and smelting in this canyon for two hundred years. The result is that the inhalable particulate matter in the air has exploded, and a terrible lead-gray heavy fog has filled the entire canyon, and cannot be seen even ten meters apart. People! You must carry a torch when marching in the canyon, otherwise someone will definitely get lost!

Vanessa had asked the intelligence chief before how to cover up the traces of the army. According to her superficial military knowledge, it was almost impossible for an army of a thousand people to completely cover up their tracks. If magic was not used, then some precious materials would have to be used. props.

The other party gave it a try and didn't say anything at the time. Now she understands that with such poor visibility, as long as they don't come face to face with Emperor Thaurissan of the Dark Iron Dwarves, no one can find their traces and just walk around in a big way. Got it!

Originally, Vanessa was planning to establish a base here after conquering Blackstone Mountain, but now she just gave up. She didn't even want such a ghost place as a gift to her.

When she was making facial masks before, she also made a few masks, and now she just happened to put them on. Taking into account everyone's friendship, she also gave one to Gianna.

As for other people, they don’t have this treatment. Masks are limited, so just rely on the iron lung to fight!

"Master Xiaoer, are you back?" She looked around.

The dull voice of the intelligence leader came from ten meters away, and the other party responded with a hum.

Vanessa sighed. She initially asked the lone hero Keeshan to be the scout captain. After disembarking from the ship, she sent him with more than ten scouts to investigate the information on Blackstone Mountain.

She didn't expect the visibility in the Searing Gorge to be so poor. As a result, the scouts came back one after another, but the scout captain didn't know where he had gone.

She asked the intelligence chief to look for it again, but now it seems that she has not found it.

If you didn't find it, you didn't find it. I originally had hopes for Kishaun's 50-50 ability, but he disappeared before the war started. He is also a strange person.

"Miss, we found the group of dwarves you mentioned."

Lone heroes are unreliable, but the thieves under her command are very reliable. The scouts followed her orders and indeed found a group of slightly different black iron dwarves in the canyon.

They are the moderate faction among the Dark Iron dwarves, a group of highly skilled craftsmen. They left their own group and called themselves the Thorium Brotherhood.

Bolvar's army looks down on these dwarves, but Vanessa is different. She can't wait to get all the helpers to fight Ragnaros, not to mention that the craftsmen in the world are one family, and everyone's name is a brotherhood. Needless to say? ? From now on, we are all brothers!

Vanessa braved the heavy fog and headed alone to the Thorium Brotherhood's stronghold, a place they called the Thorium Watchtower.

These Dark Iron Dwarves are not fools, and they don’t like to live a life where they can’t see their fingers. The Thorium Watchtower is halfway up the mountain, which is much more visible than in the canyon. At least Vanessa can see their faces clearly.

Their appearance is not much different from the other Dark Iron Dwarves. They all have iron-gray skin and withered or gray beards.

However, compared with those black iron dwarves with red eyes, their eyes were a little cloudy and they looked relatively calm.

The Thorium Brotherhood is small, with only about two hundred people. They like mining and forging, and their leader is called the foreman. Vanessa came here this time to meet the foreman named Offist.

He always feels that the title foreman is very lo-y, but when people like it, they think the title foreman is cool and handsome. If you call the other person king, they will not be happy.

Just do as the Romans do, and there is no need for her to correct other people's values.

Walking into the Thorium Watchtower, Vanessa took a casual look and had to say that these people really liked working. This was not just a show. There was no affiliation between the two parties, and they couldn't dress up.

Just walking along, she saw more than fifty dwarves from the Thorium Brotherhood at work. Some of them were forging weapons, and some were smelting metal. The hot metal liquid was slowly flowing, and the dwarf craftsmen were staring at the molds intently. Even if sparks splashed on him, he didn't care.

Vanessa put aside her disdain and showed her respect for this group of craftsmen without any concealment.

She needs craftsmen, lots of craftsmen.

It is a complete waste for these people to go to war. Their fighting place should be beside the furnace and in the blacksmith shop.

Can you recruit these dwarves into your own ranks?

For this reason, when she met with Foreman Offeste, she added an adjective in front of his title, "Foreman, I am Hope Vanessa Struy, and we come from the far south."

Before she could finish her opening remarks, the dwarf, whose height only reached her lower abdomen, interrupted her rudely.

"Stranger, your men said that you are going to conquer Ragnaros. Is this true?"

There's nothing that can't be said. Vanessa nodded, "Of course, that's our purpose."

Foreman Offist slapped his thigh, "That's okay. We are willing to help you, as long as we can defeat Ragnaros!"

As he spoke, he coughed a few times. He took a big breath and it took him a while to calm down.

"Look, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net This is Ragnaros's curse on us! He cursed all of us Dark Iron Dwarves!" The foreman waved his fist in anger.

Vanessa's eyebrows drooped, and she was a little confused. Your cough and difficulty breathing must be pneumoconiosis!

Is this a curse? Ragnaros shouldn't take the blame, right? This is too unfair

She was not prepared to explain to the Fire Lord. Instead, she folded her arms and listened carefully to the foreman's accusation against the Fire Lord.

"Dark Iron Dwarves can't forge iron. What's the difference between this and death?!"

"The ores in the mountains are wailing. He has cursed us and won't let us work, so we have to do it! Ahem!"

Weakness of breath, chest pain, and hemoptysis are all curses spoken by the foreman!

It can be seen that the foreman is full of anger towards the Fire Lord, but Vanessa thinks that he is angry because the Fire Lord does not let them forge.

Their dissatisfaction is more like the hostility caused by adults not letting children play with mobile phones. It has nothing to do with justice or evil. It is the antagonism caused by their own needs not being met.

Vanessa really wants to say something fair. Ragnaros is actually saving you by not letting you forge iron. Are you doing it?