The bloodstains in Stormwind Fortress had been cleaned up a few days ago. Although most residents of Stormwind City witnessed the scene of the Marshal entering the city a few days ago, not many people expressed interest in this drama similar to a palace seizing power - after all, they did not
See the living black dragon
Compared with these, the optimistic people are more willing to celebrate the return of the king who has been on the throne to the tribe for nearly half a year - they love the Wrynn family that rules this land as much as they love their own motherland.
However, at the ceremony to welcome the king's return, His Majesty Varian did not appear very happy. There was even some sadness and anger. He announced the decision to execute a group of nobles in the eyes of everyone's puzzled eyes, and at the same time, he had strong words for several escorts.
The young soldiers were knighted, and Marshal Windsor, who died in the battle with the rebel nobles, was granted the title of Grand Duke. The most shocking news was the second mobilization order issued by the king after he succeeded to the throne - Stormwind City
There's going to be a war again!
——The baker Sam got up early today and was busy baking bread in the kitchen. His wife was also busy stuffing clothes into a camping bag.
"Okay, Mom! I'm going to fight, not camping, so there's no use in bringing so many clothes!" Little Sam complained, and with the help of his mother, he put on the armor.
"Your dad has been a soldier for more than ten years, and I helped him pack his things before each expedition. Now it's your boy's turn to do this, right?"
Hit my son a few times
Old Sam packed the baked bread into a cloth bag: "Remember to bring a few more to give to other comrades. Fighting depends on cooperation. If you have a good relationship with the people around you, the greater your hope of survival. Do you understand?"
"I know, I'm leaving now." Little Sam took out a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth, then rushed out of the house with his camping bag.
"His dad," the old woman looked at the child's back with some worry, "I heard from Mary next door that she is going to the west to fight the orcs this time. Is there any danger?"
"There is no danger in fighting," Old Sam said as he packed up the kitchen utensils nonchalantly. "Back then, I fought with those skeletons in the north. Even if those things were cut down, they could still get up. Why don't I come back in one piece?
Undead are nothing compared to orcs."
The woman rolled her eyes at old Sam: "You are the only one who knows how to show off. Your son has only been in the army for a few years. How can he be compared with you, a veteran scoundrel? It is true that His Majesty the King sent troops to fight just after he came back from the orcs. He even hanged himself yesterday.
There are so many noble lords, and there is no stopping them.”
"What are you worrying about, you old woman?" the baker impatiently opened the door of the shop. "Which family in this neighborhood doesn't have a child in the army? It's okay if everyone is as ignorant as you. Besides, His Majesty the King is a rare person.
Mingjun! He led us to fight against orcs and undead when we were just teenagers, and now we are governing the country with no ambiguity."
Old Sam limped and hung up the business sign, "None of those guys who were hanged yesterday were arrogant in the city while the king was out! In my opinion, your majesty has not killed enough.
Hang up the Countess Roche from that parliament too!"
"You old fool, why have you been offended by someone and you went to curse a woman?" the woman said angrily.
"Hehe, don't look at her as a woman," Old Sam gritted his teeth, "Do you still remember the wise Queen Tiffin back then? I heard someone say in the tavern yesterday that she was killed by this vicious woman!"
"Holy Light!" The old woman looked at her husband in disbelief, "Wasn't Her Royal Highness the Queen killed by the Defias Brotherhood?"
"Hey, remember last year our son withdrew from the Westfall and returned to Stormwind City? It was this woman who inspired Duke Bolvar to make the decision! Why can't we harvest wheat anywhere this year? Isn't it because those grain-producing areas were all destroyed by Stormwind City?
Lost it! Now the common people are all living in poverty," Old Sam said angrily.
"God! May the Holy Light punish this evil woman," the woman prayed devoutly, "so that next year's harvest will be better, and that my little Sam can come back safely this time."
——————————————————————————————————————————“Sam, this way!” Kevin waved and looked for
Little Sam, who was not in the team, said, "Come here quickly! You are the only one missing!"
"Here we go!" Sam ran over panting, "Captain, how many people have come today? I think the whole port is packed."
"There are seven or eight thousand at least. Look at the many ships on the port. They are all troop carriers. You must know that our mission this time is extraordinary." Kevin distributed dry food to the team members.
"No, I brought my own bread. Dad baked it," Sam patted the package proudly.
Kevin's eyes lit up: "Sam, how about three pieces of dry food in exchange for one piece of bread for you? We have been friends for so many years. Don't be stingy."
"Okay!" Sam smiled and put a few pieces of bread into Kevin's hands, "Tell me what kind of mission it is that actually requires so many people."
Kevin came forward mysteriously: "Don't tell anyone else! We are going to... slay the dragon!"
"Tu..." Sam opened his mouth and was blocked by Kevin.
"Don't shout, the teams next to here are full of recruits. Your voice will probably scare everyone away," Kevin said in a low voice, "Yesterday, the Military Affairs Department sent us a new leader to take charge of this recruit group.
After he gets on the boat, he will naturally announce, "Please give me a firmer mouth now."
"Yeah, yeah," Kevin let go of his mouth
"Oh my god! How is it possible! I'm actually going to slay the dragon!" Sam shouted in a low voice.
"Do you still remember that Marshal Windsor returned to Stormwind City a few days ago?" Kevin looked around, "Our Elvin patrol army didn't see it. I heard from the city defense forces that the Marshal killed corpses everywhere in Stormwind Fortress.
, the corpses that were brought out were not even a hundred but eighty, and there were dragon corpses inside!" Kevin looked at Sam's mouth that couldn't be closed with satisfaction.
"This can't be true! How can there be a dragon in Stormwind Fortress!"
Kevin nodded proudly: "It must be true, and I heard that there was a hush-hush order from above, and it must not be disclosed to the outside world! So the official explanation is that some nobles colluded with the orcs to rebel. Marshal Windsor unfortunately died in the line of duty, and His Majesty is preparing to lead the expedition in person.
The crusade against the orcs was actually the result of His Majesty the King taking half of Stormwind City's army across the ocean to slay the dragon in order to avenge the marshal!"
"God, that's crazy!" Sam murmured, "Those are giant dragons, the strongest race on the continent! I can't even imagine that I can keep a whole body and go back to Stormwind City."
"The more scared you are, the slimmer your chance of survival." A deep voice came from behind the two of them. Sam and Kevin turned to look, and saw the person wearing the alliance school officer armor, looking at them with stern eyes.
"Sir!" The two of them gave a military salute at the same time.
"After the ceremony," the officer returned the salute meticulously, "Are you people affiliated with the Stormwind City New Army Brigade?"
Kevin and Sam looked at each other: "Yes, sir! I am Kevin Bloom, captain of the second team of Stormwind City's new army team, and next to me is team member Sam Hanks."
"Very good," the officer nodded, "from today on, you two will be included in my direct team, and I will keep an eye on you personally."
"But sir... we already have a staff, do you think we should ask our captain for his opinion?" Kevin asked cautiously
"No need," the officer threw a letter of appointment stamped with the king's royal seal into his hand, and raised his chin in the other's surprised eyes.
"I am the new captain of your group, Lieutenant Colonel Christine Regan."