Dawn of Lordaeron

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"Don't think I am too perfect. Let me talk about what it is, and I will consider whether I will agree or not."

"You won't fail to agree," Dagran put on his boots, "because you are here for this. The grudges of Dark Iron, Bronzebeard, and Wildhammer have existed for hundreds of years, even if there is no inflammation. Lord of the Devil, we still won't keep peace forever.

This is probably completely contrary to your idea, Prince Arthas, my intelligence officer and councillor, all things that have been told to me are combined, and I can only draw one conclusion, you are integrating the power of the entire Eastern Kingdom.

That's why you attacked Black Rock Mountain at this time, to eliminate all unstable factors-now it seems that you are about to do it, and that last step is not far away."

While Dagran spoke, he had re-equipped most of his armor. He sat back, and the armor made a dull collision with the black iron seat.

"I don't know how you plan to deal with the Balrog Lord. That is not within my consideration, but no matter what the result is, it will not end well for the Dark Iron Dwarves.

If you lose, it goes without saying that the Dark Iron dwarf will become the pawn of the Balrog King, squeezed and enslaved by this damn element day after day.

Of course, if you win, I think my fellow Bronzebeards will never forget the trauma of the Three Hammers."

Dagran laughed mockingly, "I don't want to record in my post-mortem history that I am the last king of the Dark Iron Dwarves.

When I was a child, when I was still naive, I also wondered why the three clans of the dwarves could not coexist peacefully, and what caused us to fall apart after the death of the Mountain King.

It’s just that the answer to this question is no longer important, because what I get is always the answer at that time, not the answer I want today.

But there is someone who may be able to find a turning point in this problem-Prince Alsace, in the Thorium Brotherhood, there is a person who best meets your expectations."

Arthas carefully savored Dagran's words. He looked at Dagran, who had been dressed and put on a uniform, "It seems that you are not unprepared?"

Unexpectedly, Dagran laughed bitterly, not as if he was pretending, "Prepare...no, that's just a mistake I once made. Who would have thought that this mistake has become a life-saving straw for the Dark Iron Dwarves today."

The dark iron king put his hand on the corner of the square table, "I have told you everything you want to know. It is time to fulfill your promise, His Royal Highness, Prince of Lordaeron."

Arthas nodded, "Then...it will be indefinitely, Dagran Thaurissan."

"There will be no future, Arthas Menethil—"

Dagran's voice faded in the flames, his magma-red eyes still left afterimages in the air, but his body disappeared without a trace in the flames.

The most famous "Witch King" Thaurissan and his wife are both prestigious wizards. The Thaurissan family inherited not only the knowledge of being a warrior.

Perhaps, Dagran's defeat by Magni so easily was also related to his own plan.

The dark iron dwarves have been enslaved and squeezed by the fire element for too long, and they are even about to forget the taste of freedom. If you want to truly get rid of the enslavement of the Balrog King, it is not enough to break the curse. Dagran must wake up his fellow blood. It is from the anger of the mountains.

However, such an approach requires a lot of price.

"He really had reservations." Jaina pushed the door in, she felt the fire element still restless in the air, "If he used this spell at that time, I might not be able to stop him from running away."

"Where can he escape?" Arthas shook his head, "In the eyes of the fire element, he is just a puppet, a consumable that can be replaced at any time. For the Dark Iron Dwarves, Darkforge City, Is it really safe? He just made the necessary choice at the necessary moment."

After Jaina heard what Arthas said, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "So you are ready to—?"

She lengthened her voice deliberately in order to hear Alsace's affirmative reply.

"Of course I am going to tell all the enemies and allies of the Alliance that this choice is very correct."

Arthas's voice echoed in the room where he and Jaina were the only two of them, but the person who should have listened the most had already left.

...

"boom!"

In the explosive flame, Dagran walked out of the flame with a tired face.

He walked slowly towards his throne, and the hall that was filled with the flattery of various officials and nobles was extremely deserted at this moment, even the light that never went out was dimmed.

In the entire hall, apart from the firelight that dissipated behind Dagran, the flowing lava on both sides of the throne's handrails also illuminates an area in front of the throne.

Dagran took off his crown embedded with his helmet, and calmly threw it into the lava pool.

Watching the symbol of kingship rise and fall in the high temperature liquid, Dagran’s eyes are reflected with a faint fire, it seems that the entire Thaurissan family, the entire Dark Iron clan, like this crown, is in the magma. Rolling involuntarily.

"Huh—huh—"

The crisp sound of the trident hitting the steel ground came from behind Dagran, and at the same time, there was the sound of the gloomy voice.

"The Emperor of Dark Iron, a descendant of the Witch King Thaurissan, the great Majesty Dagran Thaurissan has returned to his palace. As the humble servant of the Balrog King, should I welcome your return?

Ah, what nonsense am I talking about, the great king of the Dark Iron dwarves has been heroically killed in the last battle, and this one here is just a sad fake."

Dagran's eyes were indifferent, and he put on his helmet again. He stared under the throne. The fire demon with a sinister smile and fierce gaze said without annoyance, "Kihenas, I am Kurt King, you should salute me."

"Salute?" Kihenas suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, just rely on you? You poor mortal, if it were not for you and your people to beg for the great Balrog King, we would have left you all alone. All the things used are killed.

But...it’s still too late!I will feed you and your incompetent comrades, all to the little cutie of Lucifron!"

Dagran held the warhammer, his eyes suddenly became sharp, the exhaustion and decadence in his previous face were swept away, he jumped up and swept the head of the fire demon with a hammer.

Kehennas lifted the trident and blocked Dagran's warhammer. "Are you capable of this? This is all you can do?"

"I am the king of the Dark Iron Dwarves, and the master of Darkforge City. No one in my kingdom can offend my majesty!"

Dagran roared, black lightning burst out from the warhammer that Kehennas had never seen before. He couldn't avoid it, and the lightning directly smashed the horn on the side of his head.

The angry fire demon brandished the trident, trying to pierce Dagran's body, but the dwarf showed agility beyond Kihenas's imagination.

One hammer, another hammer quickly fell on the emptiness that Kihennas exposed. This powerful fire demon fought back angrily after being wounded. However, when the trident was about to fall on Dagran, he It disappeared suddenly.

The sharp trident sank directly into the ground. Before Kehenas could realize what had happened, the heavy warhammer hit the back of his head.

The fire demon's body was smashed forward by a huge force, and he undoubtedly completed an intimate contact with the ground. Dagran raised the warhammer ruthlessly, and fell again fiercely, almost slamming Kihenas' head into it. ground.

His anger and unwillingness leaned crazily on the fire demon's body. At the moment when Kihennas fell, the other minions of the Balrog rushed in and squeezed into the throne hall, Dagran screamed. In one bite, he picked up his own warhammer and looked at the elemental creatures who had no good intentions, "Come on, you damn ashes!"

...

"retreat--"

After losing batch after batch of elemental minions, Exotus finally realized that fighting against the Alliance outside of Molten Core would not be able to defeat these tenacious mortals.

He finally decided to introduce the Alliance into the depths of the Darkforge City, and under the blessing of the "Molten Heart", the sacred temple of the fire elements, to completely destroy the Alliance's army.

And the Dark Iron Dwarves, who suffered heavy losses in many battles, were already crushed. When the elemental minions evacuated, they couldn't retreat with them in time, and a large number of Dark Iron Dwarves became prisoners of the Alliance.

A small number of Dark Iron dwarves fled into the depths of Darkforge City, preparing to avoid the alliance's marching route.

After Dagran's disappearance, it also brought a devastating blow to the morale of the Dark Iron dwarves-after all, they are the subjects of the Dark Iron King, rather than elements of Ragnaros's rule.

Seeing that the dark iron dwarves, who had no resistance, hid in Darkforge City, the Alliance army drove unimpeded into the depths of Darkforge City and eliminated some stubborn Dark Iron Dwarves and Twilight Cultists along the way. Stopped in front of the legendary anvil, the "Black Anvil", a symbol of the Dark Iron Dwarf.

Here, the Alliance’s army encountered the last obstacle left by the elements, the former servant of Baron Gaddon, the current successor, the mighty Fire Element Isendios.

This fire element possessed decent power and potential, and even Baron Gaddon felt threatened. He dispatched him to the Darkforge City outside the Molten Heart and ordered him to guard the legendary black anvil.

However, no matter how powerful Isendios was, he was still inferior to Baron Gaddon, and Baron Gaddon had been wiped out by the Alliance, so Isendios could not hinder the Alliance's progress.

After being penetrated by the frost magic and losing the ability to stay on the plane of reality, Isendios' elemental shackles fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Another burst of cheers broke out from the league's teams-under the leadership of powerful heroes such as Thoras, Magni and Arthas, they once again won a terrific victory.

Amidst the cheers, Magni took off his helmet and wiped the sweat on his face. Although he was not injured, the heat wave of Isendios still made him a little dry.

He took the cowhide bag handed by his guard and filled his saliva, and asked Alsace, "Are we going to move on? We will really enter the city of Darkforge City if we go further, we may face the most cruel street fighting."

"No, it's okay. We have broken through the two gates guarding the Darkforge City. The elemental creatures are overwhelmed. The Dark Iron dwarves have lost their fighting spirit. If this is an ordinary war, we have already won. It's like defeating the Blackrock Orcs."

Arthas shook his head. The Alliance had no need to move on. They broke through the gates and walls of Darkforge City. They didn't need to fight the Dark Iron Dwarves. They only needed to besiege for a while, and the Dark Iron Dwarves would not. Self-defeating.

Without the support of the elements, the Dark Iron dwarves cannot expect the resources in the city to support them in hiding in the city.

If you continue to let the Alliance troops go deeper, you will be attacked and ambushed by the remnants of the Dark Iron Dwarves. After all, this is the opponent’s city. Although the Alliance has many ways to completely defeat the Dark Iron Dwarves, it is undoubtedly the worst to go directly into the city. select.

Moreover, in addition to the Dark Iron dwarves, the elemental temple "Molten Heart" is still hidden under their feet, where there is no place where an army of extraordinary people can set foot.

Therefore, the alliance’s military goal was actually achieved a long time ago, to capture Black Rock Mountain, destroy the Black Iron Dwarf’s defenses, and weaken the power of the fire element. After all this is done, the rest is left to the one who specializes in dealing with the Balrog King. Just the strength to solve it.

"Well, since you can't chase it anymore, let's take a break for a while. The barracks and armory of the dark iron dwarves are already under our control. As long as we don't take the initiative to enter the city, they have no ability to carry out on us. Fight back."

Magni also agrees not to pursue the approach. As a dwarf, he knows the complexity of Darkforge City. It is very unwise to let the soldiers of the Alliance fight in such an environment.

After speaking, Magni focused on the pure black anvil, "The black anvil, the legendary anvil of the dark iron dwarves, is said to be cast from the purest black iron ore. It’s the secret of the Dark Iron Dwarves."

As a highly skilled craftsman, Magni saw through the extraordinary black anvil at a glance. He exclaimed quite sincerely, "I thought these dark iron dwarves had forgotten all the teachings of their ancestors, but look With this anvil, I have to admit that they still have something."

"Magney, can you take this anvil away?"

"take away?"

Alsace’s sudden question made Magni stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, "This thing is not light, and it is a symbol of the Dark Iron Dwarf. If those guys still look like a little dwarf, take this thing away. , They are going crazy—"

After a pause for half a second, Magni smirked twice, "However, I like this approach. I don't mind an extra anvil that can be used."

"If it's still useful, I advise you to take it away. Leave it alone. If you keep it here, it will soon become an ornament."

"What?" Magni listened to Alsace's words, and hadn't understood why the black anvil stayed here would become a pure ornament.