My players are so fierce

Chapter 847 846. Where should the future of those abandoned by God go?

There were many things happening on this land that night. In addition to the apparent encirclement of the gnoll army and the military handover between Whiptail and Bone-gnawing, there were also important things quietly advancing in the desolate brass ruins.

The power from the subspace explosion reshaped the entire Gorgon Pass terrain, and the dwarves who had lived here for nearly a thousand years completely lost the advantage of being familiar with the terrain.

It was as if the land had completely abandoned them and refused to protect them anymore. Those dwarves who were lucky enough to survive the collapse of the fortress were scurrying around like panicked rats, but the land in their memories had already changed.

Like the gnolls, they all have to adapt to this new area.

But that's not a bad thing.

The change in the terrain has turned the information that the Jackals had figured out into a scrap of paper. This is why it is already early in the morning, but the Jackals' vanguard has not yet completed the siege of the ruins, and the Jackals have to find a new way to get closer. Here, we also need to find a passage that can allow the bone-gnawing army to advance quickly.

This is not easy, and it also gives the brass dwarves, who were hit continuously, the last chance to escape.

"Go forward! Quick, don't stop! The compatriots at Bolut Pass are waiting in front of you. Hold your children tightly, support the injured, and throw away all the extra things! As for you, take the money you are carrying. Throw it all away, bastard!

Look around you, haven't you suffered enough? "

A grey-faced former earth priest was commanding a team of hundreds of dwarf exiles to travel through the unfamiliar mountains at night. Their goal was clear, to pass through the ruins and reach the Polut Pass as quickly as possible. of underground passages.

Fortunately, that passage has not been reshaped.

After the fall of the Brass Fortress, the shield dwarves did not give up on their close relatives. The shield dwarf lord Cartman immediately sent a large number of goat cavalry to check the situation.

The dwarves in the team were not intact, almost everyone was injured, and most of the dwarves were in a state of fear and panic. However, some people took advantage of the chaos and collected a lot of gold coins and made a small fortune.

Unfortunately, at this moment, although the dwarves don't quite understand what happened, they can understand that it was the gathering of burning gold that led to the collapse of the fortress, so even the most greedy dwarves dare not go there at this time. Pick up the burning gold that hasn't been detonated.

As earth priests, although they have been abandoned by Gaia, they are still sensitive to the power of the gods.

The priest who led the way knew very well that a new god related to wealth was born in the Brass Fortress before the explosion. He immediately blamed the disaster on the god of wealth, so when he saw the team he led When there are people who are greedy for money, he immediately angrily scolds them and drives them out.

"It's all you! It's all you who are addicted to the increase of wealth, and it's all you who have led the tribe to give up their loyal belief in the Mother Goddess that caused this catastrophe!"

The former Earth Priest, who had a broken arm, shouted with red eyes to his fellow compatriots who were also in a state of despair, carrying a bag of gold coins:

"Get out! Get out of my team with your dirty money. You are not welcome here! You will not be welcome at Bolut Pass either!"

"What are you talking about?"

The dwarves carrying the gold coins were also grumpy.

At this time, they have lost their home and relatives and are still being insulted by others. They are also angry.

Faced with the accusations from the Earth Priest, these money-grubbing dwarves immediately choked back:

"I didn't see you taking less when I was making money, so don't pretend to be innocent here! When General Bannock's soldiers opened Gaia's vault, I saw you stealing gems nearby, you pathetic maggot!

Are you afraid now?

late!

If the Mother Goddess is really angry, it’s not because we work hard to make money with our hands, it’s you! It is the sin of you hypocrites who are doing things that will be hated by the Mother Goddess despite the gift of the Mother Goddess!

Besides, who among those who will survive doesn’t know that when the fortress collapsed, it was the magical power of the money in our pockets that protected us.

Coins also have their own god, the god of all money-makers!

Since Mother Goddess Gaia no longer wants us, why can't we fall into the arms of new gods? "

The dispute between the two sides is getting more and more intense, but to be honest, except for themselves, the other fleeing dwarves are not in the mood to participate in the debate about faith at this time. With the hundreds of years of blood feud between the brass dwarves and the jackals, even if The naive dwarf children also knew that once they were caught up by the gnolls, the fate waiting for them would definitely not be good.

The most important thing at the moment is to escape to the still well-defended Polut Pass and join the shield dwarves' close relatives before being killed. Fortunately, the brass dwarves who have held wealth in the past hundreds of years did not forget to bring the stubborn shield dwarves with them. After getting rich, a strong enough fortress and underground facilities were built in the Polut Pass where the shield dwarves lived.

Although it is far less majestic and majestic than the Brass Fortress, with the terrain of the Polut Pass, it is not that easy for the Jackals to break through.

Now the goat cavalry of the shield dwarves are waiting in front. There is no point in discussing faith and faults. Whether it is repentance or switching to a new faith, surviving first is the most important thing.

There are many more escape teams like this in the night.

The dwarves all know where the Polut Pass is, and they will not escape in other directions. However, if you have a little strategic awareness, it is not difficult to find that under the current circumstances, you can follow the reshaped Gorgon Pass directly to Genoa. Escape in the direction of the peninsula is the best solution.

The originally continuous ridges have been flattened, and even Port Chardeau on the distant coast can be seen directly from the heights.

The Gorgon Pass may be renamed Gorgon Avenue from now on. The road leading to the Genoa Peninsula is completely open. In this case, climbing up the mountain to the Polut Pass will waste more time. But on the other hand, it is because of this This drastic change in terrain caused the Polut Pass, which originally guarded the only final road to the Genoa Peninsula, to lose its strategic significance.

The jackals will most likely not waste time taking a long way to attack the hard nut that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"So now you have to take tens of thousands of dwarves who are willing to follow us to the Polut Pass, report to Lord Cartman everything that happened here, and ask him to send people as quickly as possible to guide the brass refugees. Heading to Port Chardeau.”

In the ruins of the Brass Fortress, Lord Paying, wearing battle armor, rode on a unicorn and told old Edward in front of him:

"Don't stop at the Polut Pass. After completing the warning, immediately go to the Port of Chardoux to meet with the Steam Lords and tell them to give up all illusions and prepare for war! The Jackals will definitely attack their city after entering the Genoa Peninsula. A battle A tragic siege is destined to break out there."

"It's useless, Paying. I have also been to Port Shardau, and I also know what the halflings are like."

Old Edward pouted and said:

"It is impossible to expect them to defend their city. Halflings are not suitable for the battlefield at all, and their strange machines cannot protect them.

That place is doomed!

It is better to organize an evacuation now. The halflings have built enough railways on the peninsula. With their transportation capacity, they can send at least some people as the seeds of civilization for the halflings before the gnolls siege the city. "

"I understand everything you said, Edward, but this is not the reason for us to give up!"

Lord Paying said in a deep voice:

"Port Chardoux must be defended, otherwise once the Jackals are allowed to move north along the peninsula, the Maginot Line of Defense that Murphy has painstakingly built will instantly lose its strategic significance. Isn't the Wolfsbane Clan's new territory in Cato?

Once Port Chardeau cannot be defended, your Cato will instantly become a hell on earth.

Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, Edward. I know that you want to take advantage of the chaos to develop the power of the Wolfsbane clan, but now is not the time to be careful!

If the gnolls complete the merger on the battlefields of the western and central fronts, the tragic scene a hundred years ago will repeat itself. You are also an ancient person who has experienced the fourth black disaster. You know that I am not exaggerating the sad fear, I am just State the facts.

you!

You stay in Port Chardeau!

If halflings don't know how to fight, teach them!

There are also the brass refugees here. They have lost their hometown. They are frightened, but fear will not dominate the mind forever. Once the fear dissipates, anger will return to the body, and they will become the most determined revenge warriors.

They are exactly the kind of warriors that Port Chardeau needs most right now. Bring them there! "

"Okay, okay, you can always see through my little thoughts."

Old Edward nodded helplessly.

As the ruthless Grand Duke of Wolfsbane, he really doesn’t want to get involved in something that is of little benefit to his clan. Lord Paying’s intention of appointing him to assist in the defense of Port Chardonnay is also obvious. The Wolfsbane clan must participate. to the defense of Port Chardeau.

No one can shake the determination of the Millennium Lord. If old Edward is not going to do it, then the Holy Spear will teach him how to write the word regret.

As Tris originally commented, young vampires will only fear and envy the supreme majesty of the Millennium Lord, but only the ancients know that the Lord never relies on personality charm to lead vampires to stagger forward.

When necessary, he can be a formidable tyrant.

Lord Wolfsbane looked around again before leaving. His perception of life made him feel the countless lives existing in this ruins. He said:

"You want to stay here and organize these brass refugees to resist on the spot? I'm afraid it's not that easy. Now that we have said this, aren't you going to contact the Secret Blood Clan? Just like many times in the past, when we came to In difficult places, the Secret Blood Clan will always appear quietly to help the Blood Clan overcome difficulties.

Paying, tell me honestly, is Constance still alive? "

"She's dead."

Lord Paying said with certainty:

“I watched Constance take her last breath with my own eyes, and I am still grieving the loss of the wisest sister among us. As for the Mystic Blood Clan, they will not participate in the war here. They have their own work. "

"Then at least tell me where they are now?"

Old Edward asked helplessly:

"As a vampire archduke and an ancient person, don't I even have this right to know?"

"I wanted to tell you, Edward, my brother."

The Lord drove the unicorn toward the ruins and said in a gentle tone:

"But I can't tell you that this was Constance's last wish. She chose a different path for the Mystic Blood clan. The Mystic Bloods have their own jobs, just like we also have our responsibilities.

Just do things.

Wait patiently for the truth to be revealed. "

"Okay, what about the war in Moss Valley? When facing a god, don't you need my help?"

Lord Wolfsbane finally asked:

"You would rather find foreign warriors than trust your own brothers? As far as I know, not only did you not find me, but even Tris and Shani were not allowed to participate. Leave the strong ones alone and only bring a group of young people with you. Humans and foreigners are planning to kill gods, what the hell are you doing? Paying."

"I have my own reasons, Edward. You have too many questions tonight! You like to get to the bottom of things so much. Do you want me to introduce you to the Secret Blood Clan?"

"Hmph, they just need an ancient to lead them, don't they? If they can accept a warrior to lead them, I can't consider it. Forget it, you have your reasons, so I won't say more.

See you after the war, Paying.

Be careful, don't get yourself killed, and I'll have to help you collect the body. "

——

At the bottom of the brass ruins, in the underground tunnels that had been destroyed and reorganized into messy shapes, a group of dwarves who had survived were gathering here to discuss countermeasures.

The leader was a dwarf brigadier named "Brad Steel Clamp" who was once in charge of the fortress's logistics.

His immediate superior was General Bannock. Unfortunately, after the disaster, he could neither contact Bannock nor find Lord Hadland in this chaotic place. He could only use the instinct of a trained soldier to All survivors encountered were summoned.

As an outstanding soldier who has served for more than 150 years, even if he is just a logistics general, Brother Steel Clamp is very aware of the critical situation at hand.

"We can't stay here! Guys, the jackals are coming soon. Their kobold servants can easily find us underground, and the defense lines we built underground have been twisted out of shape. We no longer care about this place. We are familiar with the fact that this land that has suffered because of us is not willing to forgive us.

Therefore, we must escape from here before we are massacred. "

In a well-structured basement, Steel Clamp said to several of his soldiers who served as temporary captains:

"The survivors are collecting weapons and protective equipment. We must arm ourselves and move to the Polut Pass. We must take as many frightened compatriots as possible along the way. Our kingdom is in catastrophe, but this does not mean we give up. People’s reasons.”

"They're still further down!"

A female dwarf captain with a broken leg said loudly:

“It’s in the tunnel down there.

The place was occupied by the Iron Heart Warriors. They wanted to rebuild a survivor base there. They also said that this ruins was the holy land of the God of Wealth. They would not give up here and would stay here to fight the Jackals to the end.

Those guys are crazy!

What’s even more frightening is that many compatriots are unwilling to leave with us.

They felt that it was not safe outside. Although the Brass Fortress was gone, the ruins became more suitable for street fighting with the enemy due to the collapse of the ground. They also found enough food and decided to stay. "

"To be honest, I don't think it's the right choice to lead a group of terrified civilians across the mountain pass at this time."

Another dwarf major muttered under his breath:

"We can't outrun the jackals. Once we are overtaken in the open field, I don't think it would be better for us to stay. Although the Mother Goddess of the Earth no longer loves us, our perception and talent for the earth have not been taken away. The jackals dare to come down to us. Just give them a good look!

There is a weapons depot nearby, which contains enough muskets and explosives.

We can stay here until eternity. "

"I think you are reluctant to leave the gold lying around, right?"

Brad Steelclamp saw through the true thoughts of the soldiers under his command at a glance. He sighed and said:

"Okay, okay, actually I'm a little bit reluctant to let go. My wife and I's joint property is gone, but the small treasury I've saved for decades is still there. It's really a bit of a shame to just run away like this."

"General! There is a strange guy outside. He wants to see our current commander, you, by name."

A shout with a broken gong sounded from outside the basement. General Brad stood up in surprise and limped out of the basement. As a result, he saw a mysterious hooded man being surrounded by a group of dwarf soldiers holding weapons.

The latter wore a black and red hood that covered his whole body, but he was obviously a dwarf in stature, and his wrists exposed outside the sleeves were covered with weird tattoos.

When he saw the tattoo, the well-informed General Brad suddenly changed his expression. He yelled:

"Sinners of the Fortress of Sin! How dare you step into the Brass Fortress at this time!"

"Oh, I just stepped into a desolate ruins. I didn't see the magnificent brass fortress."

The mysterious man sneered and lifted his hood, revealing a big, smooth head.

His face, neck, and scalp were covered with strange tattoos, which looked very frightening.

This is a sinful dwarf, a chaotic force composed of criminals, political prisoners and degenerates who were exiled for various reasons from the three major clans.

"You have nowhere to go, abandoned fools."

The sinful dwarf who appeared here ignored the weapons around him and said carelessly:

"But even in a desperate situation, there is still a place to take you in. Under the order of Lord Burning Sin, Sin Castle now officially invites you, God Abandoned. We have set up a teleportation position on the edge of the ruins and welcome everyone who is willing to leave at any time. compatriots here.

As for me.

I am just a paid messenger to deliver the message for Colonel Fenris Wildfist. When you fall into despair, don’t forget that you still have one last choice. "

"Bah! Even if I die here, I won't join in with you sinners!"

"Oh, we have committed a crime, but what you did is much worse than us. You were abandoned by the Mother Goddess and lost your own fortress. It's not necessarily who of us is more pitiful! So, stop being so airy, General .

Colonel Fenris said that you were his former soldier, so he gave you a chance. Don't be ungrateful! "

While the two sides were confronting each other, a dwarf hunter suddenly appeared.

He ran over with a guy covered in blood on his back and shouted:

"Hey, come and save people! I found this guy in the cracks of the ruins. The poor old guy had amnesia and only had his last breath left. But he killed a burning subspace hunk with his bare hands. This is a powerful person.

Come and help. After all, it saves a life. We are in this situation now, so if you can save one, it is worth it. "