Silver pine trees are the most common wood in the silver pine forests, and they are the main raw material used by humans in the region to build houses and make furniture. As a commonly used timber, it is inevitable that it will be harvested by the people. However, due to the threat of scattered gnolls and wandering scourge spirits in the depths of the woodland, as well as the fear of the unusually mysterious werewolves, the populace would cut down the silver pine trees inwards along the sides of the avenue.

This has the advantage of slowing down the erosion of the avenue by uncontrolled vegetation. On the other hand, it is because of security concerns.

For on the road leading to the hills of Hillsbrad, the soldiers of Ambermere, the main town of the Southern Silver Pine Forest, would patrol the road without stopping. The Archmage's apprentices, they love to show off the spells they've just learned to everyone who passes by while patrolling with the soldiers.

If at this time, there is a gnoll or scourge undead chasing you, you only need to run a distance down the avenue, and soon there will be a fist of red fireballs whistling towards the gnolls or undead chasing you.

Of course, sometimes it's big ice hockey or something.

Mary Sue lay boredly on the railing of the wagon, and since the morning she had been staring at the silver pine trees along the way.

At first she was excited.

Because she heard some words from her father and the caravan's newly recruited bodyguards, their captain Roald and confessed.

"Roald, if possible, let's not stop for a rest at noon. We're going to cross the road ahead and get to the South Point Tower, where we'll stop to rest. Ti Mary Sue's father explained to the captain of the guard, "It's a little far from Ambermere, if something happens......

"I understand, Mr. Dlock. I know there's werewolves on that stretch of road, but don't worry," the captain of the guard grinned openly, his bright white teeth to Ti Mary Sue's envy.

"Me and my men are the most prominent guards in this woodland. If those werewolves show up, we won't leave you and run away. We also want to see how powerful these werewolves are. ”

As he said this, Roald turned his head away, and he saw the little girl Tiny Sue who was looking at him curiously. So he opened his mouth again and smiled at him.

Timis Sue's expression changed suddenly, she pouted at the captain of the guard, and then turned her head to the woodland. Compared with her father's nervousness, Ti Mary Sue, who came out to meet the world with her father for the first time, was very interested in the werewolf legends circulating here.

Are werewolves really wolves walking upright? Do they really howl at Lady White on a full moon night? Do they really eat small children? They really ......

Mixed with all sorts of thoughts, the excited Timie Marisus' eyes gradually began to close, and after a few nods, she fell asleep on the box in the carriage.

Roald, riding a motley pony, looked with interest at the caravan's master, Dlock, and took out one of their goods from the other carriages, a thick Alterac blanket over the little girl, and asked with a smile when Dlock came to him again.

"Is that your daughter?"

"Yes, it makes you laugh." While Dlocky smiled, he didn't forget to look back at his daughter's sleeping position, and the doting on his face couldn't be removed.

"That's good," Roald said in an envious voice, and then shook his head helplessly, "my wife can only give me four boys that make me angry!" ”

As if thinking of his child's naughtiness, Roald sighed depressedly.

"Oh? That's remarkable. Dlocky looked at the captain of the guard in front of him in surprise, "In this dark age, being able to take care of so many children shows that you are a very strong warrior." ”

Roald was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted. So he smiled and said, "My men and I always bring back some gold coins at the end of each adventure. Oh, and forgot to tell you Mr. Dlock, in fact, we were adventurers before. ”

"Oh?" Dlocker was slightly surprised, and then he swept around the guards around the caravan that stretched for tens of meters.

"Originally, we had earned enough money over the years," Roald said, a little helplessly, "but when we got home in Ivaan, we found that we didn't have any money left." But my brothers were used to this comfortable life again, and they couldn't adapt to the adventurous life they had before, so they switched careers to the profession of guards. ”

"It's not very high, but it's not too dangerous."

In between words, a group of patrol soldiers wearing purple violet robes appeared at the front of the caravan. Dlocky hurriedly told the caravan to stop and lean on the right side of the road to make way for the soldiers patrolling by.

In this forest of gnolls, scourge spirits, and werewolves, what could be more worthy of such courtesy than a soldier patrolling the road non-stop and keeping the people safe?

Led by Dlock, the members of the caravan bowed their heads to the soldiers. Roald's group of guards solemnly saluted the soldiers.

When the soldiers passed by their caravan, they would return the salute to the guards who had saluted them.

In the middle of the crowd of soldiers, a young mage apprentice smiled at the little girl when he saw Timaris Sue rubbing her eyes dimly, and then muttered silently, and a small red fireball appeared in his palm out of thin air.

Looking at the juggling and smoothly throwing the magic fireball in his hand, Ti Mary Sue, who was originally rubbing his eyes, suddenly widened his eyes!

It wasn't until the mage and the group of soldiers disappeared into the woodland behind that Timis Sue turned her head. She thought back to the magic ball spinning in the mage's hand, and an inexplicable urge rose in her heart.

I'm going to be a mage too!

But as soon as this thought arose, it was shattered by the unforgiving reality......

Timary Sue held the Alterac blanket in her hand and reluctantly buckled it to her head.

Please, you're just a merchant's daughter, and mages need a lot of knowledge, okay? You can't even read and write, how can you read those magic books made up of countless formulas?

Well, I think too much......

Ignoring why her daughter suddenly became quieter. Dlocker was clearly curious about Roald's behavior just now.

As a merchant walking the continent of Azeroth, Dlocks is undoubtedly well-informed. In the course of his life's journey, he had met countless adventurers, and he had hired countless adventurers to serve as guards for his caravans.

But no adventurer was as disciplined as the caravan he hired in Eva. Not to mention saluting like a passing soldier, if you don't spit on it, it's a face!

After all, adventurers are a group that all orderists hate. In the same way, they hate the guards who regulate their behavior.

What does the adventurer represent? It's okay not to be comfortable with the status quo, not to be bound by rules, and to take on some strange tasks to stay in the mountains for a few months for the sake of an uninhibited life!

Will such a person salute the guards?

Again, Dlocker had seen the guards scattered around the caravan more than once. When they notice any signs of an anomaly around them, they will be very cautious to tell their captain, and then they will send out some people to act as scouts to see what is going on!

Could this be an act that the average adventurer would use?

So, when Dlocky asked this, Roald laughed dryly.

"We're not soldiers, well," Roald said, scratching his head, and with a few laughs, "we just stayed in the army for a while, and then left." Well, that's it. ”

Dlocky laughed happily, and then he said to Roald earnestly, "From the concentration of your salute, I know that you came out of the army. But it's not like you say, stay for a while and then leave. ”

Roald spread his hands helplessly and did not speak.

"Okay, let me guess?" Dlockk looked at the captain of the guard with interest, "You should have been expelled from the army for some other reason. Am I right? ”

Hearing Dlock's expression slacken when he said this, he smiled reluctantly and said, "Ah, this is not something to remember. But the truth is exactly what you say, so please don't tell anyone else. ”

"Of course! How could I tell anyone else?! Dlock's smile was even happier, and he held back the excitement in his heart, constantly sweeping the figures of the guards around him.

They were all strong and strong, each wearing rudimentary leather armor and carrying their own weapons and equipment on their backs.

There are bows and arrows, there are two-handed hammers, there are one-handed swords and shields, and so on. Dlocker even saw a piece of wood peeking out of a soldier's backpack, the slightly twisted stick had been tossed and processed.

With just this short piece of stick, Dlocky can determine that these people are definitely elite soldiers in the army!

The main thing is that the stick is a staff.....

This proves it! There's not a mage in this team! If it weren't for a pastor!

Dlock's heart began to become hot, this kind of high-quality caravan escort candidate is not something that can be encountered very often!

Often, many veterans who left the army either joined the nobles as members of their private army or chose to become instructors in the reserve regiments. They rarely went to serve as guards in caravans.

Found a treasure! Found a treasure! Dlocky thought excitedly.

He's been plagued by the random number of adventurers, and the adventurer guards he's hired have changed several times on his way from the Stormwind Kingdom to Lordaeron.

It's not that they died in battle, on the contrary, they fled when the caravan met the enemy!!

The robbers of the Hillsbrad Hills, the packs of wild wolves in the Arathi Heights, and the risk-taking guards who deal with these things sometimes take advantage of the opportunity to increase their prices.

And encountering a swarm of fish-people in the wetlands can make adventurers abandon them and run away! Not to mention those Blackstone Orcs!

Therefore, a stable escort force is what all the merchants who beg for a living on this continent are most eager to get.

Dlockham didn't care what these soldiers had done in the army before, anyway, they were now guards, and they just wanted to find a job as a guard to retire.

So why don't they join themselves?

You can give them a raise! Whose money is not earned? In this way, their safety is guaranteed, they will earn more and faster, and they will also have money to go back to their families.

How good is that?