The first feeling of the Burning Canyon is that it is hot. Many Lordaeron soldiers are not adapted to this climate. After all, according to geographical location, they are all northerners, and the temperature in the Burning Canyon is extremely high, which makes a group of northerners very hot.

Vanessa is not afraid of heat, and she doesn't care if she gets several times hot, but the air quality in the scorching canyon is really poor!

The black iron dwarf forged, thrust, mined, and smelted in this canyon for two hundred years. As a result, the inhalable particulate matter in the air directly exploded. The terrible lead-gray heavy fog filled the entire canyon, and there was no one to see at a distance of ten meters! You must use torches to march in the canyon, otherwise someone will definitely get lost!

Vanessa had asked the intelligence leader before how to cover up the traces of the army's advance. According to her superficial military knowledge, it is almost impossible for an army of a thousand people to completely cover up their movements. Without magic, they have to use some precious props.

The other party kept it a secret and said nothing. Now she understood, with such a poor visibility, as long as she was not on the same face to face with the Black Iron Dwarf Emperor Sorison, no one could find their traces, and just swagger!

Originally, Vanessa was planning to build a base here after fighting Black Rock Mountain, but now she just gave up. She didn't want such a ghost place to give it to her.

I made a few masks when I made the mask before, but now I just put them on. Considering everyone’s best friend, she gave Jaina one.

As for others, they don’t have this treatment. The masks are limited, so rely on their iron lungs to resist!

"Master Shore, are you back?" She looked around.

The dull voice of the intelligence leader came from ten meters away, and the other party nodded and answered.

Vanessa sighed. She initially asked the lone hero Kishan to be the scout captain. After getting off the ship, she sent the other party to take more than a dozen scouts to investigate the intelligence of Black Rock Mountain.

She didn't expect that the visibility of the Burning Canyon was so poor, and the scouts came back one after another, but the scout captain didn't know where to go

She asked the intelligence leader to look for it again, but now it seems that she has not found it.

If you don’t find it, you won’t find it. You originally had hope for Kishan’s 55-5 ability, but you’ve disappeared before the war started. You’re also a strange person.

"Miss, we have found the group of dwarves you mentioned."

The lone hero is not reliable, and the thieves under his command are still very reliable. The scouts found a group of slightly alternative black iron dwarves in the canyon according to her order.

They are moderates among the Black Iron Dwarves, a group of highly skilled craftsmen. They left their own tribe and called themselves the Sergian Brotherhood.

Bervar's army looked down on these dwarves. Vanessa was different. She wanted to bring all the helpers to attack Ragnaros. What's more, the craftsmen in the world are family, and everyone's names are brothers. Is this a need to say? From now on, everyone will be brothers!

Vanessa faced heavy fog and went alone to the stronghold of the Seyin Brotherhood, where they called the Seyin Whistle Tower.

These black iron dwarves are not fools, and they don't like to live a life without seeing their fingers. The Sir Silver Whistle Tower is located halfway up the mountain, much more visibility than in the canyon. At least Vanessa can see their appearance clearly.

They are not very different from the other black iron dwarves, they are all iron-gray skin, withered yellow or white beards.

However, compared with those black iron dwarves with red eyes, their eyes were a little cloudy and looked relatively calm.

The Seryin Brotherhood is not large in size, with only more than 200 people. They love mining and forging. The leader is called the foreman. Vanessa came here this time to meet this foreman named Orpheust.

He always thinks that the title of foreman is very low, but people like it, so they think that the title of foreman is very cool and handsome. If you call it the other king, they are not happy.

She has no need to correct other people's values ​​when she follows the local customs.

Walking into the Sergian Whistle Tower, Vanessa glanced at it casually, and had to say that these people really liked work. This is not pretending. Both parties have no affiliation and they don’t dress up.

Just walking along the way, she saw more than fifty dwarves from the Sergian Brotherhood working. Some of them built weapons, some smelted metal, and the hot metal liquid slowly flowed. The dwarf craftsmen stared at the mold intently, and they didn't care even if Mars splashed on their bodies.

Vanessa put away her contempt and showed her importance to the craftsmen without any concealment.

She needs craftsmen, and she needs a lot of craftsmen.

This group of people went to war to be a waste. Their fighting place should be by the furnace and should be a blacksmith shop.

Can you recruit these dwarves to your own men?

For this reason, when she met the foreman Orfester, she added an adjective to the other party's title: "Big Foreman, I am Hope Vanessa Struy, we are from the far south."

Before she could finish her opening remark, the dwarf who was only at her lower abdomen interrupted her rudely.

"Stranger, is this true that your men say you are going to attack Ragnaros?"

There is nothing to say, Vanessa nodded: "Of course, that's our purpose."

Foreman Orfester slapped his thigh: "That's fine, we are willing to help you, as long as we can defeat Ragnaros!"

He said, coughing a few times, and he took a big breath and it took a while to calm his breath.

"Look, this is the curse of Ragnaros on us! He curses all of us black iron dwarves!" The foreman waved his fist in anger.

Vanessa's eyebrows drooped, and she was a little confused. Your cough and breathing symptoms should be pneumoconiosis!

Is this a curse? Ragnaros shouldn't take the blame, right? This is too unfair

She was not going to explain to the King of Fire Demon, but held her arm and listened very seriously to the foreman's accusation against the King of Fire Demon.

"The black iron dwarf cannot make irons. What's the difference between this and death?!"

"The ores in the mountains are wailing. He cursed us and did not let us work, so we insisted on doing it! Ahem!"

Breathing weakness, chest pain, and hemoptysis are all curses in the foreman’s mouth!

It can be seen that the foreman was full of anger at the King of Fire Demons, but Vanessa felt that the reason he was angry was because the King of Fire Demons did not allow them to forge it, so she was angry.

Their dissatisfaction is more like the hostility brought by adults not allowing children to play with their mobile phones. It has nothing to do with justice and evil, but it is the confrontational sentiment brought about by the inability to meet their own needs.

Vanessa really wants to say a fair word. Ragnaros is actually saving you from not letting you make a blacksmith. Did you make it?
Chapter completed!