It has only been more than a month since he left the swamp, but the changes that have taken place here are no longer enough to be described as huge.
The once muddy and difficult roads outside the town were cleared and widened, and are now large enough for two kodos to pass side by side. The complicated and dilapidated road signs were also removed and replaced with new and eye-catching signs: In red
In the background of the flame cross, the three characters "Morning Mist Town" shine brightly, guiding merchants and travelers along the way to get there.
Going down from the main road in the Barrens, Roxas and the others could actually find the town without any signboards, because the road was so wide and straightforward that anyone with eyes could see it just by standing on tiptoe and looking around.
To the church steeple in Morning Mist
The orcs stopped being surprised and shook the reins to let the wargs continue moving forward. In less than a moment, they arrived at the gate of Chenmist Town.
The original rough wall has now been repaired and reinforced. Although it is still low and cannot withstand the impact of cavalry, according to Saurfang's vicious eyes, this is a position where musketeers and archers can play their best role.
The height of four and a half feet is enough to cover a dwarf who lowers his head, or an elf who bends down to avoid it. Moreover, the half-height wall also prevents the opponent's infantry from stepping in. Even in the most critical moment, these long-range guards can
The arms can be easily replaced with swords to cope with the situation.
So speaking of this, General Regan should have full confidence in his long-range troops... Thinking of this, the old orc could not help but squint his eyes slightly, preparing to pay more attention to the expeditionary strike force of Crimson Storm.
After the warg walked into the town with small steps, Roxas, who had only been away for more than a month, was surprised to find that the town of Morning Mist, which had just taken shape, had completely changed.
It’s not just about the complete buildings and infrastructure. The streets that used to have only two or three pedestrians are now bustling with people. The shops and stalls on both sides of the street are bustling with people. Businessmen and travelers of all races are passing through, and lingua franca with strong accents is heard one after another.
, whether they are rough orcs or elegant elves, wretched goblins or shady undead, they all seem to be bargaining without any racial prejudice. If the occasional Alliance soldiers are ignored, maybe Saurfang and the others will think that this is a bargain.
In a neutral city controlled by goblins
Just as the orcs looked back and forth curiously, the elf guards patrolling in the distance seemed to have discovered this group of uninvited guests. Even though they were not wearing tribal robes, their aura of tough soldiers that were far different from ordinary people could be heard across the distance.
can smell
"Hey, greenskins, are you the guards of the caravan?" Several elven patrols gathered around and asked with unkind expressions.
"Bold!" An orc sergeant was furious. His scimitar was unsheathed almost instantly, pointing at the leading female elf officer. No one has ever dared to call the invincible Saurfang Overlord like this, let alone a group of hateful elves.
Mother-in-law
Roxas frowned and was about to say something to stop him, but found that his uncle winked at him, which obviously meant that he would not let him interfere and wait and see what would happen next. Roxas could only swallow his words when he saw this.
abdomen
The elf officer obviously did not expect that someone would dare to make trouble in the city, but he was stunned for less than a second. The surrounding female elf soldiers drew out their swords and halberds, surrounding Saurfang and his party. Dozens of them were surrounded.
Zhang pointed his sniper bow unceremoniously at the throats of the orcs, and the patrol outside immediately blew the warning horn. In an instant, a large number of Alliance sergeants quickly appeared from all corners of the town, driving away the overwhelmed merchants and travelers.
Strictly seal off the street where the orcs are.
Saurfang folded his hands and watched coldly. He saw that these soldiers were arranged in an orderly manner and dispatched quickly. They must be the Crimson Storm Regiment that his nephew mentioned. To be able to bring out such strong soldiers, the Regan Knight must not be a weakling.
"Stop it!" Saurfang saw that the temptation was almost over. He stepped out from the crowd and shouted coldly to the guards who were still fighting with swords. "We are all guests at this time. How can we treat the host?"
We are facing each other with swords, why don't you put down your weapons!"
The guards looked solemn, immediately put away their weapons as instructed, and stepped aside with their heads bowed.
Then Saurfang nodded to the young and overly young elf officer, and said with a smile: "When I first arrived in your place, my brothers were a little too nervous. I hope you can understand me."
"You're too nervous to attack the guards with knives or guns? You orcs have a really special way of relieving stress." The elf officer snorted coldly, took out a parchment from his arms and threw it to Saurfang, "This is
According to the laws and regulations of Morning Mist Town, although this place will not refuse visitors of any race, if you turn a blind eye to the authority of the Red Storm, you will be expelled as an unwelcome person!"
Saurfang took the parchment and glanced at it briefly. It stated nothing more than a statement about the neutral nature of Morningmist Town, and what race the Red Storm, as a garrison, should bear on the travelers and merchants who came here. It was still the same.
The neutral city law is a cliché, but the details are obviously much more generous than those of the goblins: it gives vendors a more relaxed business environment, so no wonder it has developed to such an extent in such a short period of time.
After reading it, the old orc handed the parchment back to the elf: "Thank you for your kind advice, but we are not traders here, but we have come to see General Regan with the mission of Chief Thrall... I don't know how.
Can you recommend us?"
"What are you looking for Brother Ragen for?" Before the female elf officer had time to reply, a younger, or almost baby girl next to her asked warily. Obviously, this cute little elf girl naturally came here some time ago.
Shana Baiye arrived at Morning Mist Town, and beside her was her sister Xivier Baiye.
The two sisters are now not only lieutenants of Crimson Storm, commanding all the elven archers, but are also responsible for the daily defense of Morning Mist Town together with Yinmer's mage army.
During this period of time, the reputation of Chenwu Town has been spread by passing travelers, attracting many businessmen to live here for a long time. Last month, Grandso brought a large amount of materials and coins to invest. Now this town can be said to be developing rapidly.
, in addition to the previously designated area buildings, more exciting things began to be constructed under the auspices of the goblin.
It can be said that today's Chenwu Town has long been separated from the category of "town" and is even more developed than some commercial cities. With the increase in population, public security problems have become increasingly serious. Reagan actually wants to hand over all these affairs to Eric.
dwarves, but it turns out that these bearded men are obviously not police material, and do not understand the meaning of the word "differential treatment" at all. Besides violence, it is violence. So Regen had no choice but to let the elves and mages jointly be responsible for the security of the town.
Compared with the recklessness of the dwarves, the White Night Sisters are still very suitable for this position. At least those businessmen will no longer go to Regen's command center with bruised eyes to complain, and the deterrent of magic and bows and arrows is obviously better than the dwarves' fists.
It is more effective, and all the young people in the city have become more honest, and have changed their careers to small businesses or coolies.
Loose policies, powerful protection, and enviable geographical conditions are all attracting businessmen from all over Azeroth. Therefore, Chenmist Town has become more famous in the business community in recent times, even vaguely comparable to the goblins.
The momentum of the four neutral cities
Regarding this information, Orgrimmar is naturally aware of it, but recently they have been worried about the Northern Expedition, and the orcs have always been not very sensitive to gold coins, so the information about this emerging city was directly used by Ogrim's information.
The staff had stepped on the table, and none of Saurfang's senior officials knew about it. It was only through his nephew that he found out about such a thing.
He was secretly dissatisfied with the ruthless intelligence agencies, but now that he was being questioned by an elf girl even though he was the overlord, Saurfang, no matter how good-tempered he was, was a little impatient.
"Of course we have something to discuss, otherwise what would we be doing here?"
Although there was anger in the old orc's words, the threatening look in his eyes still frightened Shana. She turned behind her sister and pouted: "Let's discuss it, why are you so cruel! What bad guys!"
Greenskin!"
The grievances between the elves and the orcs have been going on for a long time. The two tribes somewhat dislike each other, and the conflicts in Ashenvale are still ongoing. The elves from Astrana naturally don’t have a favorable view of the orcs. If it hadn’t been for Regan’s repeated emphasis
All races in Morning Mist Town are treated equally, and the White Night sisters have long been too lazy to pay attention to these greenskins, and just put their arrows on the bowstring!
Feeling the anger of their leader, the orcs and elves unsheathed their swords and faced each other with eager eyes.
At this moment when the smell of gunpowder was strong, a slightly obscene voice came from behind the crowd.
"Hey, hey, I'm telling you orc masters, it's not good to fight here. You have to know that there are at least three magic cannons aimed at you now. If you have any scratches or something, it won't look good..."
The Alliance soldiers retreated one after another, and a goblin named Shi Shiran, holding a cigar in his mouth, walked over with a look on his face that he wanted to be beaten - with such a demeanor in Morning Mist Town, this guy was naturally the Grandso that the orcs were looking for.
.pano
"You dare to threaten us, short boy?" Roxas had not seen Grandso when he left Morning Mist Town, so he did not know that the arrogant little guy in front of him was the key figure in this trip. He held the hilt of his sword and raged.
cursed
"Ah, this is not a threat. Dear Mr. Roxas..." Grandso called out the orc's name in one breath. Several human warriors around him who had played cards with him also realized that the troublemaker actually had an acquaintance, and their expressions changed.
Becoming weird one after another
"I was originally ordered by my big boss to welcome you, but unfortunately I found that you actually want to fight with the town's guards!" Grandseau flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said calmly, "Morning Mist Town treats visitors kindly.
But you are not a soft persimmon to be bullied. If you want to use violence, Red Storm will naturally be happy to accompany you..."
"We have absolutely no intention of doing this," Saurfang raised his hand to signal, and the orcs put down their weapons one after another. "We came down here hoping to meet with General Regan, but several elven ladies seem to have a lot of prejudice against us.
, and I am also a little impatient, which is why I created the situation just now. If there is any disrespect, I hope you will forgive me."
As Saurfang nodded apologetically to Shana, the little girl was too embarrassed to continue mumbling.
"Haha, Overlord Saurfang is indeed worthy of his reputation. Not only is he extremely powerful, but he is also generous and polite. I, Granzo, finally believe the rumors today!"
Before the orcs could close their mouths that were open in surprise, the goblin laughed and made an inviting gesture.
"Friends of the tribe, the ruler of Morning Mist Town, the supreme commander of Crimson Storm, and my big boss, Major General Regan, is waiting for you at his command center. Please give me a compliment!"
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