From any professional perspective, or from a more practical military perspective, there is actually no big problem with the construction of Salma.
With the mountain on the back and the road on the front, although the defense facilities are simple, the natural barrier allows the tribal army to organize effective resistance even if it encounters a sudden attack. Although Nazgu is arrogant and domineering, he still has the basic vision of a battlefield veteran.
In addition, the tribal army's patrols are also extremely diligent, basically ensuring that any emergencies can be dealt with.
Overlooking Salma from the mountainside, Evelin couldn't help but have a slightly changed impression of Nazgu. It seemed that the commander of the wolf cavalry army was not completely reckless. At least he was reasonable when it came to marching and setting up camp.
However, sometimes situations occur that cannot be predicted by human beings. Many situations are like what the dwarves say is dark under the lamp: guard against thieves in the roof beams, but often ignore the open windows - Nazgu never expected that in
The mountains of the peninsula, which he regarded as a defensive barrier, were lurking the deadliest enemy.
Evelin entered the mountains in order to track the unknown flash, but after searching for half an hour, she still found nothing. Just when the blood elves were disappointed and ready to give up, the familiar flash appeared again on the hillside not far away.
“So that’s where it is!” Evelin was overjoyed, and then jumped towards the light like a mountain ape. The messy red gravel could not hinder her at all.
Soon the blood elf approached the destination, but she suddenly stopped without warning and looked around with a wary face. Her beautiful body slowly became blurred and then gradually disappeared - Eve
With her keen intuition, Lin felt that there was an unpredictable danger ahead, so she cautiously entered a stealth posture.
In the world of Azeroth, the stealth technique of assassins is an intermediate concealment method. Although it is not as powerful as the invisibility technique of mages and the natural shadow escape of night elves, it is ahead of the curve in terms of duration and flexibility.
Incomparable between the two
Under the cover of the shadow of the mountain, the sneaking blood elf slowly moved forward. Although her body was light, it would inevitably make a sound when she stepped on the gravel in the mountain. In order not to alert the unknown enemy, she
They can only control their speed at a level slightly stronger than that of the turtle. Fortunately, the blood elves are already very familiar with the assassination and concealment routine, so there will be no difficulty in doing it.
When Evelin finally arrived at the shining foothills, she, who was always calm, covered her mouth in disbelief to prevent the exclamation held in her throat from escaping!
What appeared in front of the blood elves at this moment were actually thousands of minions of the Burning Legion! Among them were ferocious demon guards, as well as charming and vicious soul-sucking succubi, but most of them were from another species.
A strange race from another world: Morg demons
The blood elves once heard their warlock friends in Silvermoon City talk about the distinction between demons from all walks of life. Although these races that look like stitch monsters are slightly inferior in combat effectiveness, they play important roles as engineers and scientists in the Burning Legion. As the most intelligent ones,
The Morg were originally the leaders of the Morg race. However, they were absorbed by the Burning Legion during the battle hundreds of thousands of years ago. Since then, they have been serving the Dark Titan Sargeras.
At this time, these engineers were carrying out certain construction work silently but quickly. Although the blood elves could see the lips of these guys moving, they could not hear a sound. It was obvious that there was a barrier that isolated the sound to protect them.
Discovered by the tribal army at the foot of the mountain
"Damn it, why did these guys show up here?" Evelin frowned, assessing the demons' plan. Although these guys definitely have bad intentions towards the tribal base down the mountain, if they attack Salma so recklessly,
There is absolutely no chance of winning. After all, the tribal army at this time has a huge advantage in numbers. The middle and low-level demons in front of us are really not enough.
After thinking for a moment, Evelin continued to move forward, planning to enter the demon's camp to find out what was going on. As Silvermoon City's number one assassin and scout, she was confident that she could escape from the demons surrounding her.
Taking a few steps carefully, the blood elf, who is extremely sensitive to magic, felt a shock all over her body. She knew in her heart that she had just passed through the invisible sound barrier. As soon as she entered the camp, her ears were filled with noisy sounds:
Various demonic languages, loud mechanical noises, and the scolding of the supervisors made Evelin feel like she was in a large workshop
"Sargeras! Is this the barrel you spent a day making?" a Morg overseer not far away shouted, attracting the attention of the blood elves. Fortunately, these guys used demonic weapons.
The common language is being communicated, so it is not difficult for Evelin, who has a little experience in this, to understand, "It is not even the lowest-grade defective product. I order you to make it again immediately!"
The scolded Morg engineer nodded obediently and quickly expressed that he would work hard to complete the tasks assigned above. The supervisor cursed and picked up the remaining metal products, looked at them briefly before reluctantly accepting them, and moved towards the other end of the camp.
Go
"Cannon barrel?" Evelin was shocked, "These guys...shouldn't they be preparing to shoot at Salma with heavy artillery!"
The blood elves realized the seriousness of the problem and couldn't help but become a little anxious. Although the green-skinned orcs didn't look very pleasing to the eye, they were still considered allies of Silvermoon City. Today's operations in the outer realm still need to rely on their support. If
It would be really bad if the demons of the Burning Legion took them all in one fell swoop...
Thinking of this, Evelin quickly followed the overseer's footsteps and walked towards the other end of the camp.
"Tie Qian, what are you doing here!"
When Overseer Morg and Evelyn, who was following him, came to an obviously heavily guarded area, a burly demon guard stopped them and asked in a rough voice
"Don't you have eyes?" Overseer Morg said angrily, "Of course you are sending materials for Master Razor!"
The demon guard glanced at him suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong around today's overseer. However, he did not dare to neglect what Master Razor had told him, so he could only wave and let him go.
The Morgo overseer glared at him, and walked in with his head held high while carrying the metal material. Evelin, who was startled, quickly followed, almost stepping on the shadow of the iron threshold and continued to move forward: these demons' senses are really sharp.
, they almost saw through Xingzang, and then the blood elves, who became more cautious, followed the overseer Tieshan and successfully entered the restricted area. When the Morg people put down the materials in their hands, Evelin finally saw the demons preparing to use them.
The weapons coming to attack the tribe - dozens of unfinished fel cannons
Most of these horrific weapons of war are from the hands of Morg engineering masters, using evil green magic as the driving force. Many races conquered by the Burning Legion have seen its power: compared to the mortals of Azeroth
Ordinary artillery, these weapons that can shoot eternal evil fire are naturally superior.
At present, most of the buildings in Salma are made of flammable logs. If the demons are allowed to build fel artillery and fire dozens of rounds from above, then there will be no need for a head-on battle. The tribe's losses will be enough to make Nazgu
Crazy
Evelin couldn't help but have a flash of anxiety in her eyes. Although she knew that she wanted to destroy these iron knots, she currently only had two daggers and a pair of daggers on her body. It was not a problem to assassinate senior officers, but she had to destroy the demons.
It's really difficult to be able to use artillery
"Master, the fourth batch of gun barrels has been delivered. Are you satisfied?" At this time, the supervisor just appeared along with a larger Morg. It seems that he should be the one the demons are talking about.
razor master
Evelin, who kept sneaking, did not dare to breathe, because she was less than ten feet away from the two demons, and could clearly see the gears of the chainsaw in Master Razor's hand. If her whereabouts were exposed at this time, then
Thousands of demons can surround me to death
"It's not bad..." Master Razor picked up the metal parts and looked at them, then snorted with dissatisfaction, just like a mortal picking vegetables at the vegetable market, "Tell the guys under you that we must speed up the manufacturing now!
Both the Horde and the Alliance have built bases on the peninsula. As expected, they will attack us soon. If the first batch of fel cannons cannot be completed, Lord Alasius's plan will be exposed sooner or later... Don't blame me for not warning you.
By then, neither you nor I will have anything good to eat!"
"Yes, I understand..." Supervisor Morge nodded quickly, "Then I will go over and keep an eye on those brats. I also ask you to speed up and try to complete all the artillery within these two days..."
Razor waved his hand impatiently, and the chainsaw connected to his arm buzzed: "Come on, don't disturb my work!"
The overseer hurriedly retreated, leaving only the razor to start working among the pile of parts. Evelin took advantage of the other party's concentration to quietly approach the back of the demon master, and quickly left a slight trace on his back with a dagger.
For a rough-skinned demon, the scars are like mosquito bites
Razor didn't feel anything was wrong. He just murmured and touched his back, and continued to work on making the cannon - until he felt a little dizzy and all he saw when he raised his head were stars.
It felt a little bad, but at this time his throat could no longer make any sound, and hissed as if it was blocked.
"boom!"
The demon's huge body fell heavily and fell into the metal parts beside him. He opened his eyes wide and watched Evelin gradually appear from the air, and then reluctantly took his last breath.
"Very good, we can start taking action now!" Evelin raised the corners of her mouth slightly and walked towards the unfinished evil cannon.