On the roof of the dwarven bunker, Diego let out a long sigh.
If it weren't for the abyss lord's summoning of hellfire, if it weren't for the fact that the upgraded death gaze had enough range, if it weren't for the incredible power of the five-colored dragon power bullet......
He couldn't help but feel a little scared at the thought of hellfire falling on the human front to cause chaos, and then the demon legion taking the opportunity to cover up the tragic situation.
He collected his mood for a moment, then turned his attention to the demons charging down the hillside.
These guys had already rushed to the foot of the slope, no more than two hundred yards away from the trench, but the originally dense charging array had become sparse at the moment, and at a glance, there were no more than three hundred demons still alive, even if they were outnumbered, they did not have an advantage.
What's more, under the blows of the human shooters, they have completely lost their fighting spirit and rushed forward with the brigade in a daze.
Just as Makhazadon feared, the fear of death was weighing on their ferocious nature, and it might not be long before they collapsed on their own.
Diego swapped into a regular magazine, then lowered his gun and fired a shot at one of the biggest dreadheads.
Half of his chest was shattered as he drove the other demons forward, and he fell to the ground, wailing desperately, the demon's vigorous vitality made it difficult for him to die immediately, but this racial talent became the most cruel punishment at this time, he spasmed and trembled in pain on the ground, and let out a terrible scream from his mouth, and finally a doomsday guard who couldn't stand it cut his neck with a knife, ending the inhuman suffering he was suffering.
As if the straw that broke the camel's back, the death of this dreaddemon finally broke the remaining demons.
After a hysterical howl, the demons suddenly began to flee in all directions.
They were heading towards the Demon Fortress, towards the Dark Gate, and some even fainted, running aimlessly in the direction of the eastern coast, just wanting to get out of this nightmarish hill!
The farther away the better!
"Don't let any of them go!"
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Burgard jumped out of the trench excitedly, slamming a demon guard to the head.
The demon got up from the ground and limped for his life, but more bullets whistled and left him behind.
The Moon Creek Brigade did not launch a pursuit, but just fired with all their might, because the demons could not escape faster than bullets, these unlucky people had tried their best to advance three hundred yards before, but now the three hundred yards that they managed to rush out had become the biggest obstacle to their escape, and the demons were almost crying when they ran, and they did not escape the maximum range of the musket.
While the Moon Creek Brigade was beating the Reservoir Dogs, Diego climbed up from the roof of the bunker and walked down the stairs to the lower level.
The second floor is the most important level of the dwarven bunker, with more than a dozen gun windows lined up along the circular wall, and although the dwarven artillery has not yet been deployed, the rest of the facilities have been built.
Tools such as slides for moving artillery, lift carts for carrying shells from below, bucket cloths for cleaning gun chambers, etc., were well placed.
"Hey, Diego, you've all killed those demons again?"
Before he could fully descend the stairs, he heard Brian from the bottom floor?
Brass whined, "If it goes on like this, my bones will rust!"
” After several battles, the soldiers of the Dwarven Legion had been watching the play behind the bunker, and they had not even had a chance to catch the fish, and the cubs below had already complained to him several times.
"Come on, man, Furstad hasn't been in the sky for more than half a year, and the griffons are suffocating!"
Diego descended the stairs and saw Brian sulking from a powder keg.
"But they're not angry anymore!"
Brian said angrily.
"How......?"
Diego asked in surprise.
"They've got work to do now!"
The old dwarf muttered jealously, "The Western Front is tight, and the demons seem to have created a magical mecha that can threaten the safety of the Skybreaker, so they rushed to help." ” "It's not good!"
Diego frowned, the dark door seemed to have been fully opened, and a large man like a magic mecha could teleport over, "Our time is running out, we must fight quickly!"
” "Why?"
Brian asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Through the Dark Gate, the Burning Legion can teleport armies to Azeroth, but our war potential has been exhausted!"
Diego said worriedly, "I'm sure the Silver Dawn is coming, but the Undercity ......"
He shook his head, and he didn't know what to do.
As for the Kalimdor continent, the orcs, elves, minotaurs, and Theramore's sailors are now pinned down in Silisus, and it is impossible for them to get more reinforcements.
Brian sighed, the current cursed land has long been a pot of porridge, although the coalition forces have the advantage of the situation on the central and western fronts, but they cannot make breakthroughs, and although the eastern front has achieved remarkable results in bunker tactics, it is not enough troops, and it does not dare to rush forward alone, so it can only fight steadily.
"If I had known this, I wouldn't have moved the steam tank to the middle line!"
The old dwarf said with some regret, two weeks ago, in order to break the dense defense of the demons in the middle line, the dwarfs' steam tanks were transferred there, but now it seems that they have not achieved the desired results, and they are also dragged into the muddy water, and they can't get out.
Diego suddenly felt a little worried, with the Hammer Dwarves and the gnomes being transferred away one after another, there are now only two and a half legions on the Eastern Front, and once the demons are determined to fight back with all their might, he doesn't know if this place can be defended.
"How many new muskets have your craftsmen made during this time?"
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Diego asked in a low voice as he looked at Brian.
If the Dwarven Musketeers had enough of the new rifles, their actual combat effectiveness could be greatly improved.
"Only more than a hundred have been built, which is only enough to equip a company!"
Brian said bitterly.
"Why so little?
At the previous pace, the number should be at least quadrupled!
Diego looked at him dissatisfiedly and asked suspiciously.
"The production capacity is enough, but we don't have enough raw materials!"
Brian also scratched his head with an irritated face and said, "The Mithril and Thorium in the Watchberg inventory have almost been used up by us, although King Varian has some there, they must give priority to ensuring the consumption of the Skybreaker, as for the mages, just the ascension and leap of Dalaran have depleted their inventory, which is poorer than us!"
” Diego didn't say anything more, and when Dalaran arrived in the Cursed Lands, he had also gone up to visit.
The current Dalaran is not as functional and well-equipped as it was in later generations.
After receiving Mahalba's request for help, many buildings have not yet had time to be built in order to make the jump as soon as possible, only Violet Castle, the Enchanted Business District, Ruin Square, and the Crassus Flying Platform have been built, and other minor buildings such as prisons and banks are still in ruins and have not been rebuilt.
It looks shabby.
"If this continues, the price of muskets will probably be much higher than we initially expected," Diego estimated in his mind, and suddenly felt that his arms business did not seem to be optimistic, "once the new muskets are manufactured on a large scale, the black iron, thorium, and mythril in the market will definitely become scarce, and if no new veins are discovered, their prices will skyrocket, and by then, the cost of a new musket may be as high as two thousand."
And at this price, except for the main legions of the kingdom or the private armies of the great nobles, even ordinary legions cannot be popularized.
As for mercenaries or adventurers, it is even more impossible to afford them. ” "It seems so!"
Brian said with a sad face, he picked up the flask in front of him and drank it all, "Damn, there's not been any good news lately!"
” "I hope some progress can be made on the main battlefield as soon as possible!"
Diego also sighed and said with a wistful look.