People stood by the platform, looking at two bright lights in the depths of the tunnel.
Like the eyes of a dragon, the light got closer and closer, but it became slower and slower, and finally slowly drove into the subway square.
When the searchlight passed, people noticed the long hanging subway line behind it.
The subway consists of one short and fatter dinghy after another.
The dinghys were suspended from the overhead rails like hanging baskets, and the edges of the dinghy were fitted with guardrails less than a meter high, which, to be honest, did not protect human passengers at all, but were tall enough for dwarves and gnomes.
Underneath the dinghy, Diego could faintly see two stubby power drives, glowing faintly green.
Unlike Goblin Tek, which likes to use Goblin Rocket Fuel as power, Gnome Engineering prefers to use Elemental Flame to charge the Golden Energy Core, which may not be as powerful as Goblin Rocket Fuel, but it is better because the power output is stable and it is not easy to explode.
The subway was moving slower and slower, until finally the clatter came to a complete stop.
Before the guardrail could open, a red-bearded dwarf in full armor leapt down from the carriage facing the greeter, striding toward King Varian.
Behind him, hundreds of dwarves poured out of the subway, into the metro square, and began to form a formation.
Each dwarf was clad in fine armor with a metallic sheen, and below the knee was covered with chain skirt armor, a combination of mobility and protection that only the dwarves could craft.
These dwarves, encased in armor, are stubby and stocky, looking like miniature steel fortresses that move.
To be honest, such a heavy and thick armor can only be supported by the size of a dwarf, and if it is another race, the weight of this full-covered armor alone can crush a person, let alone charge and fight.
Most of their weapons were heavy hammers and axes, and they also carried a short sword, handcuff or axe at their waists, some carrying shields as thick as a door, and some with dwarven muskets stuck in their backs.
Their beards were braided and tucked into their belts for the sake of battle.
All wore iron helmets decorated with horns, and steel boots rattled on the brick square.
"Hey, Varian, it's been a long time since we've seen each other!"
The red-bearded dwarf at the front shouted in a rough voice, and he walked up to Varian, looking excited to give him a warm hug, but King Magni's status as a representative and the height of a human prevented him from doing so - the bigger reason was that the latter, if he did hug him, he would only be able to hug the other person's thigh, which was too embarrassing.
"Salute to you, Your Majesty, to your bravery and wisdom!"
He coughed and said solemnly and formally.
"Greetings to you, Your Excellency!
You don't have to be so inhibited, just like you did when we fought the orcs!
Varian said with a smile.
The moment the dwarf jumped off the subway, he recognized Brian?
Copper whiskers.
He had known Brian since he was a teenager and had fled to Lordaeron.
He also once received swordsmanship training with another bronze beard with the Prince of Arthas.
"I'll just say, you won't be as pretentious as other human nobles!"
Brian let out a long sigh, and Varian noticed his belt tighten all of a sudden, "I'm sorry we're late, because when we got on the bus and left, the careless little cubs who managed the logistics found that they were missing a few barrels, uh, you know, without wine, it was too difficult to get along the way!"
” "Understandably, in fact, I still miss the taste of the Thunder Ale from the Karanos Distillery a lot.
After being transported to Stormwind, the taste was not so pure because of the rising temperature.
If you want me to say, this wine has to be drunk in the snow and ice of Danmoro to taste good.
Varian chimed in.
"That's right!"
Brian was completely scratched on the itch, and he slapped his thigh hard, "You have to drink it like this, I said, why did I always feel that the Thunder Ale I drank elsewhere didn't taste so good?"
I've fought the innkeepers several times over the sale of fake wine, and it seems that I was wrong!
I'll remember to send them some gold coins to compensate!
” "You can tell my squire about this, and leave it to him!
You don't have to think about saving me gold coins, how big a king's money bag is, many people can't imagine.
The king said with a smile that he had never been stingy in doing his part for the old dwarf who had watched him grow up like his uncle, though he also believed that the brawls between Brian and the innkeepers had most of them not been taken advantage of, and that he had been beaten most of the time.
"Well, you've got the money anyway!"
Brian rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously.
At this time, the Duke of Berval and Diego also walked up.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," the Duke said gratefully, "thank you and Ironforge for your great support!"
” "You're welcome, the dwarves have always been the most loyal and reliable allies, and the Copperbeard Clan will not ignore this, and Magni has already written a letter to the Eagle's Nest Mountain, and most of the Hammer Dwarves will also send people, but as for the Black Iron Dwar......ves, forget it, it's already very happy that they don't cause trouble!"
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Brian said nonchalantly.
He recognized Diego as well, and nodded to him familiarly, "Hey, man, we're meeting again!"
” "Hey man, have you had lunch?
To be honest, the taste of marching dry food makes me sick to my stomach when I think about it, and there is no place to make a fire on the subway!
Diego's focus is much more practical than the others, and what he said is not the "have you eaten" that the Celestial Empire uses to greet him, but to ask the other party in the real sense if he is hungry.
"I'm a little hungry when you say that, and even though I've drunk a lot of ale along the way, I'm not hungry!"
Brian patted his belly and made a sound of sloshing liquid.
"We've got a barracks for you in the city," Varian said as host, standing in front of the dwarves, "but, in order to warmly welcome our allies, all the taverns in the city will be open to the dwarves today."
Go and drink with your belly open, but don't forget that the citizens of Stormwind are the ones you want to protect, not the ones you want to take down, even though sometimes the effects of alcohol can make you forget the difference. ” The dwarves let out a good-natured laugh.
The Duke of Berval had promised to pay the bills for every tavern and inn afterwards, including the cost of all the food and drinks that the dwarves had eaten today.
But the tavern keepers had to take care of their customers - His Majesty would not lose money for broken tables, chairs and benches.
This happens all the time, and occasionally someone hangs the lottery, and once they get drunk, these soldiers don't care who is standing in front of them.
However, Duke Berval is also fully prepared for this, and the city defense troops led by General Marcus will focus on keeping an eye on the security of the taverns today, and if the dwarves have gone too far, they will not be polite, and they will greet them as much as they want.
"Guys, keep your fists in mind and don't disgrace us dwarves!
Fool who made a mistake, I would never take him to the Cursed Lands, don't even think about it!
Brian paused, looked sternly at the dwarves behind him, and grinned, "Now, go and have fun, little cubs!"
” "Kazgros is on top!"
The dwarves let out a loud cheer and rushed towards the exit of the subway plaza like a tidal wave.