Chapter 73 Only one camp

"Four hundred people!"

David was very happy, and there was no concealment of this happiness. Fording originally wanted to remind David to control his expression, but Van Cliff had noticed the happy David, and it seemed too late to remind him.

"There are quite a few of four hundred people." Van Cliff was not angry with David. He had been angry for a long time, and the most angry moment had passed. Now he was even in the mood to explain to David why there were only four hundred people: "These four hundred people include the leaders of the stonemason union and all the senior craftsmen, and the rest are family members and a small number of ordinary craftsmen and miners."

"I don't think there are too few people. Do I think there are too few people?" David pointed to the corner of his mouth that had been curled up. At this time, he put a big red lips on his lipstick and went to Gotham to plot against Batman: "What should the rest of the people be prepared? I have to keep people there for a long time, so I can pick them up when I need them in the future?"

Of course, there are not only so many members of the stonemason union, not to mention the family members of these 400 people. At its peak, there were hundreds of senior craftsmen alone, and there were many middle and low-level craftsmen below. If the workers who were specifically constructed in Stormwind City were included, the number would be even greater.

Even though the stonemason union later raised the anti-bank, some people were unwilling to work with Van Cliff and chose to leave their group, the remaining number was still astonishing.

If we count the various robbers and bandits that were later absorbed, the Difia Brotherhood currently has thousands of members in the western wilderness, and many members are scattered throughout the Elvin Forest.

If Van Cliff could bring everyone over, Winter Village could even develop directly in the direction of Winter City.

But that is impossible. Not to mention the current majority of the Defia robbers, the thief David doesn't look down on them at all. Even the craftsmen and miners who want to poach, not everyone is willing to live with Van Cliff in another world.

As David expected, many middle- and low-level craftsmen felt that little people like them would not attract any attention at all. If Van Cliff did not lead them to continue fighting the Storm Kingdom, they would go back and continue to be an ordinary civilian in the Storm Kingdom.

Among them, those who are willing to continue to believe that Van Cliff will come to Winter Village, while the rest will find their own places. Anyway, they will not stay in the Storm Kingdom, so naturally there is no need to leave someone to stare at the western wilderness to meet those who want to come later.

"That's it..." David got up and returned to the wooden house, and took out a textbook for learning local common languages ​​in Azeroth. This was the finished product that was completed and organized by Laura. After helping to batch print it: "You can learn the language here first, and then teach this language to everyone."

"Language..." Van Cliff realized that this was another world after all, and of course there was his own language here, and it was the same as orcs, and it was the same as the elves who also had their own languages.

His reputation is already very bad. How bad can it be? Besides, he has long no longer cared about how the people in the Storm Kingdom viewed him.

Van Cliff sneered, as if he had thought of this a long time ago: "It doesn't matter, it's true that I'm leading people to fight Stormwind City. Even if I don't do anything, those nobles will throw dirty water on me."

"..." David blinked, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "Well, it's enough to build a town at present."

Seeing Van Cliff like this, David felt that the leader of the stonemason union might want to express his dissatisfaction with Storm Kingdom in another way. This should be a good thing for him. He decided to shut up and wait until Van Cliff finished inspecting the environment!

But what is the meaning of that? Could it be that everyone will never come into contact with other people in this world? The language of this world must be mastered after all.

Van Cliff ignored David, his eyes flashed, and a ball of fire was burning inside.

"They will all come to Winter Village, and will be your subjects in the future. I hope you can treat them well." Van Cliff's appearance of entrusting everything makes people suspect that he will use a cruel barb to his neck in the next second.

Four hundred people said that there was no more, and there was no less. David had gone from a village chief who was only responsible for more than 30 people to a management of more than 400 people, and he felt a little stressed.

It was only because he was mainly involved in Fordin from the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and David also understood the common language of Azeroth that he ignored this issue.

"The craftsmen will leave the Difia Brotherhood, which is no longer the organization founded to seek justice." Van Cliff used the simplest words to tell all the things that happened during this period, the decisions and arrangements of his own people: "Everyone, like me, has no nostalgia for there."

In other words, the members who initially established the fraternity with Van Cliff will take this opportunity to leave the fraternity and then break off contact with the criminal organization.

"Believe me, I can definitely build a city that is more perfect than Stormwind."

"However, even if you leave the Brotherhood, that organization will continue to do whatever it takes to do with your name."

“House, food reserves, daily necessities.”

"This is indeed a priority problem to be solved." Although Van Cliff saw that David's village had only a few dozen people, he brought 400 people over, which seemed to make Azeroth's common language the "mainstream" language of this village.

David's initial idea was to send a batch first and then quickly build the houses, so that people could be transported here while building them, ensuring that everyone would have a place to sleep when they came.

But after Van Cliff noticed the abnormality of the fraternity, he chose to cut off his fraternity as soon as possible at the suggestion of Fordine, so that everything must be fast. Even everyone did not bring too much luggage, but only brought some important items with him to ensure that they could leave the Defia Brotherhood in the shortest time.

If he had any obsession with the world of Azeroth, it was that he could not help his brothers get the justice he deserved. In addition, the loss of control of the Difia Brotherhood made him feel that he was a very failed leader.

"You can decide this at your own discretion." David didn't say anything to persuade him. There was indeed no work arrangement for Van Cliff for the time being, so he let Van Cliff do what he wanted to do.

Van Cliff finally decided to leave the warships that he originally wanted to use to bomb the Storm Kingdom to these people, who could take a boat to the Kingdom of Lordaeron, or go directly to Kalimdo, where they opened up new homes.

"Well, this is also a solution."

"Would you be too anxious? Shouldn't you consider building a house to settle everyone first?" David cares most about the population and these craftsmen now. After taking it, they will settle it properly immediately, so that everyone can adapt to a new life as soon as possible, and have a good impression of Winter Village.

Maybe the top Azeroth architect calmed down at that time. Not to mention how much material it takes to build a city that is more perfect than Stormwind City, manpower is a problem. Where can enough workers come from to mobilize him in Winter Village?

Turning his head and chatting with Fording for a few more words, Fording said that it only takes a few days for the four hundred people to come to Winter Village, and everyone's residence must be built as soon as possible during this period.

There is another part, although they want to leave the Storm Kingdom, they do not want to go to another world. The orc invasion brought huge shadows to the Azeroth people, and many people resisted such things from the bottom of their hearts.

But Van Cliff believes that he can only wait in the village in the next place. Nothing to do will make him confused about the various mistakes he has made. It is better to be busy to avoid his random thoughts.

"I will give priority to bringing craftsmen and strong miners over here, and the construction speed will be faster if there are more people."

As for better houses, of course, they have to wait until he has examined the surrounding environment before he can decide how to build them.

This was a good thing for David. Fording only needed to take some time to take the four hundred people over to get out of the death mine and do his own thing.

Fortunately, just when David suspected Van Cliff was dying, the top Azeroth architect raised a new topic, making David realize that this guy was not alive enough.

Before that, he was not in a hurry to urge everyone to start work - he had to taste the sweetness for everyone first and then let everyone start work full of motivation. David felt that he was doing quite right in this regard.

"Then I'll learn a new language while observing the surrounding terrain." Van Cliff was still not ready to give up his plan and insisted on investigating the terrain and environment around Winter Village: "As for everyone's residence, I noticed that two large houses have been built in the village, and a few similar ones can be built, so that everyone can have a temporary shelter."

"I'll ask Mr. Toffedin for the next period of time. I'll look around and think about how to plan and build your city."

In the end, it became like this, and four hundred people rushed into the Winter Village in one breath.

When Van Cliff and Fording returned to take charge of "shipping" the person over, David kept writing with his notebook, afraid that he would miss any details.

"What are you writing?" After Peggy and Sharon built Eva's house for a day, several women were walking and relaxing, and they saw the village chief lowering his head and writing stops, and scratching his head from time to time, like a poor student doing the exam paper.

"Fudin has convinced Van Cliff that there will be about 400 craftsmen, miners and families coming to Winter Village next. I'm looking at what needs to be prepared for the placement of these 400 people."

"Oh~" Peggy and Sharon suddenly realized that they knew that David asked Fordine to recruit craftsmen in the Azeroth World, which seemed to be very smooth, and Sharon was even more eager to try: "Four hundred people, about one battalion! It should not be difficult to manage."
Chapter completed!