They did not set out immediately because the fleet of Stormwind was not ready to go to war. Although they had received orders, even King Varian could not force the unprepared navy to go to sea, which was tantamount to seeking death. Everything took time - sailor replenishment, ship repair, logistics supply..., preparations before departure made Duke Fertagen anxious.

The nobles had to wait in Stormwind City for more than half a month, but they were not idle either. Most of them took this opportunity to update the equipment of their team. To obtain military merits and honors, they had to invest enough money. No one thought that an army with a sickle and a pitchfork could do black dragons, and the most arrogant people would not have such good dreams.

For a moment, the forging workshops of all sizes in the dwarf area and the blacksmith furnace were fully powered. They worked day and night for their lives. The jingling sound even crossed the thick outer wall of the Storm Fortress and reached the ears of His Majesty the King. However, after sending people to understand the situation, they let it go - the great enthusiasm of the nobles made Varian Wrien very satisfied.

Diago joined the arms race no exception. He ordered a set of sturdy black iron armor for everyone in his personal guards - this metal has good thermal insulation and heat resistance and is the best material to resist dragon flames. However, he did not have to queue up like other nobles, but instead directly found his old friend.

Thurum Deep Lu was overjoyed by his arrival and gave priority to completing his order. Although Diago repeatedly emphasized that he had to pay, the Black Iron Dwarf still gave him a harsh discount, almost at the cost. In addition, the old dwarf also deliberately recast the weapons of the Yuexi soldiers for free, adding the Seril spear and sharp sword to the blade to become sharper and sharper. Perhaps it still cannot hurt the dragon, but it is enough to deal with the armor of the dragon people.

Time seemed particularly long in the boring waiting. Just when the nobles' high enthusiasm was about to be exhausted, on the morning of that day, a team of palace guards came to the garrison of the nobles' private army outside the Hero Valley.

"The king's order, go to the dock!" he shouted in a simple voice.

Almost everyone jumped up excitedly when they heard this order, and many people flocked out of the tents and looked at the messengers.

"The holy light is here, and I finally waited for this moment!"

"We are all going to rust on our bodies!"

People shouted in chaos, and some impatient nobles began to call their soldiers loudly. The entire camp suddenly became noisy, like a pot of boiling hot porridge.

People took out horses, tied their saddles and bridles, packed their tents, and prepared for the first time, but to be honest, there was nothing to prepare for, because it was all ready. The manpower, horses, weapons and food were all ready, just waiting for the horse to set off.

They fished out of the camp, crossed the streets and alleys of Stormwind City, and rushed towards the dock area.

The weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly and there was a slight east wind, which was the time for going to sea. Because Marcus Jonathan arranged many soldiers to maintain order, the journey from the city gate to the dock area was not congested. However, there were not many pedestrians on the streets, because after this period of fermentation, the news of His Majesty the King's return and the upcoming expedition to Kalimdo had been circulating, and it was known to the whole city.

People walked out of their homes to see the appearance of the expeditionary army. The road leading to the dock area was crowded with people. Women who did not like to show up stood on the windows and balconies of houses on both sides of the street and looked down. From time to time, young girls threw the petals of lilies and roses at these warriors who dared to fight the dragon. Merchants, craftsmen and porters stood on both sides of the road, looking up at these neatly-shaped and shiny noble private troops.

In order to ensure the speed of the march, almost all the soldiers rode on horses. Among these people, Diago, riding the Cordo beast, seemed particularly tall and attracted the most attention. Wherever he passed, he always caused applause and screams. This made him feel red and hot.

"Go, kill that black dragon!"

"The Holy Light is with you!" The crowd made waves of encouragement and blessings. Diago nodded to the people on both sides in a friendly manner.

Under the gaze of people, they passed through the square of the Trade Zone and the Cathedral of Light, and along the canal to the northwest corner of Stormwind City. When they passed through the arch and entered the dock area, they first saw the dense masts and sail trusses as dense as forests. Then, they saw a cavalry phalanx standing on the square of the dock. This was the royal army directly under His Majesty the King, and the most elite army in the entire kingdom. Its predecessor was the famous Iron Horse Brotherhood, the invincible Legion commanded by the Duke of Anduin Lothar in the Orc War. In that war, the Iron Horse Brotherhood made great sacrifices, and nearly five hundred people died in the battle of Black Rock Mountain alone.

Originally, the nobles thought their private troops were already elite enough, but when they looked at these rock-silent armies, they suddenly realized that compared with this royal army, they could only be considered a group of mobs.

The soldiers who were originally noisy and had been chaotic suddenly fell silent. They rushed along the slope toward the pier below, slowly pouring into the square.

Now, the aristocratic private army and the royal army have already reached nearly 3,000 people. Although the number is not large, far from the size of the legion during the Orc War, fighting legendary creatures such as Black Dragon is expensive and not expensive. No matter how many people are, it may not be effective. Moreover, so many well-trained strong soldiers gather together can always give people strong confidence and high fighting spirit. No one believes that their expedition will end in failure.

Looking at the royal army ready to go, Diago finally knew why Count Berval did not agree to send troops to help him recover Yuexi Town. The visionary regent knew that this battle with Onyxia would be inevitable, so he secretly began to prepare for this expedition as early as the previous year, even if no one could have expected the king's return at that time. These elite troops began to train hard after Onyxia was expelled and fought against the dragon.

It took two years to prepare. Their equipment and their weapons were also specially made for this - those light cannons with wheels that can be dragged, those sharp spears with silver spear tips, three meters long, those throwing nets with sharp barbs, and those sharp armor-breaking arrows with triangular shapes and needles, were obviously specially made for the dragon slaying, and to apply these special weapons and equipment, they made a lot of efforts, and those training was obviously for this battle.

For this expedition, the Kingdom fleet used more than half of the warships, and the Fearless was also among them. When the sky was getting darker and approaching dusk, the wind blowing to the west sea gradually became stronger, causing the wind flags on the mast to rush.

A messenger holding the royal lion flag rushed from the direction of the arch.

"Everyone, get on the ship!" he shouted loudly.

The loud voices of officers' orders suddenly sounded in the square. Under the leadership of the guides, companies walked along the springboard toward the ship.
Chapter completed!