Warhammer Greenskin Inventor

Thorindvarin knelt in the dwarf palace and told about the experience of the Great Pit. Hearing tens of thousands of greenskins and ratmen could not help but make the dwarf nobles feel fearful.

After speaking, Thorindvarin begged again: "Your Majesty, the Supreme King, please send your army to the mountains of the southern world to save your people."

The High King couldn't help but sit up straight, waved his hand to a dwarf noble and said, "Go down and send someone to investigate the movements of the mountains in the southern world."

Although dwarves are irritable, extreme and stubborn, they are not stupid. It is impossible for an army to move at will. It requires a lot of preparation work, the mobilization of food and grass, the recruitment of dwarf miners, and the defense issues of the northern kingdom after the army leaves. These all require preparation.

The High King looked at Thorin Dvalin, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said: "Thorin, I need your help to take my soldiers back to the Southern World Mountains and investigate the situation there."

Thorindvarin also knew that he could not be hasty, so he respectfully replied: "Yes, Your Highness, the High King, but my people are still in the military castle."

A dwarf noble was the first to speak: "Don't worry, we will take your people back."

After the dwarf noble finished speaking, he still thought to himself: "When I bring your people back, they will be my people."

After swiping away Thorindvalin, the High King spoke again: "What do you think?"

A dwarf general walked out and said: "Your Majesty, I think it is impossible for the Southern World Mountains to fall. The Dragon Slayer and I have been comrades in arms for many years. As for the bravery of the Dragon Slayer, I don't think tens of thousands of greenskins and rat men can. Able to capture the Southern World Mountains.”

After the dwarf general finished speaking, a dwarf noble also echoed: "The number of dwarves in the mountains of the southern world is also tens of thousands, and there are such strong fortresses. Even if the greenskins have sophisticated weapons, it is impossible Captured easily, the worst case scenario is that the dwarves are trapped in the stone castle."

The High King stood up and said: "Let's do some reconnaissance first and prepare the soldiers at the same time. Maybe the Southern World Mountains really need our help."

Far to the north of the Dark Land, a Chaos Dwarf whose body was scorched black was also reporting his experiences to the Chaos Dwarf King.

The Chaos Dwarf's body had begun to ooze pus, and some abscesses had burst due to intense exercise, but the Chaos Dwarf still knelt on the ground tenaciously.

Different from the gorgeous and bright palaces of the dwarves, the palaces of the chaos dwarves are filled with a large number of steam machines. Some steam machines are strangely connected to some flesh and blood. The squirming of flesh and blood and the operation of the steam engines look very terrifying.

The flesh and blood steam engine was still exuding some evil magic power. The Chaos Dwarf messenger knelt on the ground and said: "Dear King, we were attacked by green skins on the way to Ash Ridge."

Listening to the words of the Chaos Dwarf messenger, although the Chaos Dwarf King was angry, he also cares about the fact that there are a large number of greenskins in the Dark Land. They are not only a threat to the Chaos Dwarfs, but also the slaves raised by the Chaos Dwarfs in the Dark Land.

The Chaos Dwarf King said: "How many greenskin attacks have you been attacked by? Why don't you go to Ash Ridge to ask for help?"

The dwarf messenger heard the Chaos Dwarf King's inquiry and replied angrily: "King, I suspect that the Ash Ridge has rebelled. The greenskins who attacked us not only had sophisticated weapons, but also incendiary canisters. After attacking our team, , the greenskins pulled our steam car, and the direction they left was the Ash Ridge."

As soon as these words came out, the Chaos Dwarf King, who was still feeling bored at first, frowned and said, "Is everything you said true?"

The dwarf messenger kowtowed violently and said: "King, every word is true."

The dwarf king waved his hand and said: "You go down to recuperate first, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

After the dwarf messenger left, the Chaos Dwarf King slapped his seat with both hands, denting the throne made of steel.

The Chaos Dwarf King roared: "Bronze Bull!"

A Chaos Dwarf wearing fine rune armor walked out of the general's team, knelt down on one knee and said, "King, what are your orders?"

The Chaos Dwarf King said unceremoniously: "Take your legion and go to Ash Ridge to see what the bastard Jinsuo is doing. If he dares to be dishonest, Ash Ridge will change its lord."

The Chaos Dwarf Bronze Bull heard the order of the Chaos Dwarf King. Just get up and leave.

At the same time, Lin Mu was sitting on his throne, rushing towards the Plain of Bones. Lin Mu's trip was to speed up the Grand Canal in the Plain of Bones.

Tribes can't just plant mushroom fields, they also need standard management and block-based farming. Now the tribe has an increasing demand for some squirrels, and they must also step up their cultivation of squirrels.

For a moment, Lin Mu felt that he was a little overwhelmed again. Fortunately, there were already a large number of goblin cadres to share the burden for him. If he didn't recognize Lin Mu, he would definitely die of exhaustion. This time, Lin Mu also decided to move the green-skinned Chongming House. of the southern world mountains.

The future smart house will not only have greenskins, but also dwarves, elves, humans, and ratmen. Lin Mu wanted to see what kind of outcome these smart guys with different systems would bring to the tribe when they were put together. surprise.

As far away as Kislev, the Chaos Champion has begun to attack the border of Kislev. In nearly a year, hundreds of battles have been fought throughout Kislev.

Kislev has also asked for help from the empire more than once, but unfortunately, in the eyes of the empire's electors, this is nothing more than a chaotic invasion. If Kislev defends, nothing will happen.

If Kislev fails to defend, then the empire will send troops to drive away Chaos and eat Kislev by the way. In the distant barren land, the dark elves are also sitting and preparing for a war.

The great Dark Elf King, Malekith, was preparing to attack Ulthuan again. On the cold frozen soil, a large number of Dark Elf soldiers, wearing pitch black armor, were arranged in square formations and stayed at the port.

A black dragon hovered in the sky. In addition to these dark elf soldiers, the Black Ark was parked at the port. More slaves, wearing rags, were pulling the ships and pushing the platforms, artillery, and siege weapons.

Malekith stood on the Black Ark, looking at his army, holding the sword in his hand tightly. The dark elf guard beside him reported to Malekith: "My Lord Elf King, your army has been assembled. complete."

Malekith just nodded slightly and said: "Let the soldiers board the ship."

Malekith is full of confidence. This time, he must capture Ulthuan and make those hypocritical high elves surrender to him.