The Orcs army's overnight flight left the Gnomes, who had prepared to coordinate with the Allied Forces from inside and outside and fight a proper battle, thoroughly frustrated.
They had made extensive preparations, waiting only for the critical moment to charge out and slaughter their enemies.
Yet in just one night, the Orcs army had vanished without a trace!
The quirky, mischievous Gnomes generally had very good tempers.
But the enemy had given them a brutal beating and trapped them in their own home.
Even the best-tempered among them could not possibly let the enemy off.
When these clever people grew angry, even the mountains of Dun Morogh could sense their fury.
They hauled aircraft out of the Underground City one after another.
The Armed Helicopters took off directly, while the Propeller Aircraft were towed onto the frozen lake to take off.
The sound of propellers churning the air echoed endlessly above the snowfields.
Watching over a hundred aircraft roar past, Herad marveled at the Gnomes' level of technology.
These little fellows' technology was, overall, comparable to Earth's toward the end of World War II.
In energy and intelligence, however, it utterly outclassed Earth's technology.
Some of the extraordinary technological creations this had produced were beyond what Earth's current technology could achieve!
One example was the Mech that had just flown past.
If Earth's technology built one, it would run out of power after, at most, ten minutes of running on the ground.
The Gnomes' Mechs could fly, and over long distances at that.
This was an absolute gulf in energy technology!
To Herad, that Mech was a little small.
But from a Gnome's perspective, it was definitely a colossal machine!
Its pilot was Gelbin Mekkatorque, the renowned Gnome High Tinker.
He was equivalent to the kings or Chieftains of