Priests and paladins, these are all rich and handsome professions, and those great knights and archbishops are not poor, and they all have a long list of surnames.

It is very difficult for the poor to develop these professions.

In Vanessa's cognition, the Holy Light is too idealistic, and only those who have no worries about food and clothing, and have not experienced any hard times since childhood, will believe in this thing, and ask the people of the Western Wilderness, is it the bread or the Holy Light that is important? Ninety-nine percent of people choose bread.

But if this question is asked to the civilians of Stormwind City, the proportion is probably not so disparity.

She didn't even mention the cultivation of the mage, she herself looked dizzy with the so-called entry-level textbook, the arcane of this world and the arcane of her previous life have one thing in common, that is, people can't understand it! She thinks she is a smart person, and her worldview is stronger than this somewhat primitive world of Azeroth, but she still stumbles and doesn't seem to understand.

Thieves have no future, the law system is the king, relying on half-guessing and brain-opening, now she has just mastered a trick, even if this trick is not relying on some arcane, but her fingers, her fingers, special! Other! Spirit! Live!

The Fa Ye didn't even see the door on this road, and the poison and dagger were still her best friends.

She had such a hard time learning herself, and she didn't expect an archmage to come out of these thieves in the Brotherhood, it was definitely a dream.

Rather than training a few half-mage apprentices, it is better to select thieves with relatively acceptable morals and let them become warriors instead.

The training of priests and mages is far away, but the soldiers are relatively easy to train, counting the soldiers of the original brotherhood, plus the new soldiers of the Coulson special forces, and the desperate hungry people.

Recently, Mr. Heavy Punch and Doctor Gaulus have been in charge of the training of fighters, and the current number of fighters in the Brotherhood of Defia has exceeded eighty, which is a very good start.

For the Wild West, Mooncreek has nothing to do with the Brotherhood of Defia, which is a paramilitary organization created spontaneously by civilians.

There are three evils in the Wild West, brotherhood, hunger, and pervasive danger.

Brotherhood is transformed, and the problem of hunger can also be solved by food, or money, and the ubiquitous danger is more troublesome.

Kobolds, gnolls, fishmen, and all kinds of beasts are all threats to humans.

The beasts had no choice but to send those hunters to kill, kill one by one, and bring them back to give everyone some more meat.

Kobolds are easy to do, the ogre race seems to be born to enslave kobolds, the ogre Grabutok was sent by her to unify the kobolds' mines, and then all of them were pulled to their own gold mines to mine, she was short of money, very short!

The Gnolls are very powerful, from north to south, all the way out of the Western Wilderness, to the northern Elwyn Forest.

The gnolls were a bit of a quasi-ally with the Brotherhood before, and the activity area was mainly in Sentinel Ridge in the north, and now it was a trouble for the old knights, so there was no need to pay attention to it for the time being.

Fish-people are different, these guys occupy the entire coastline of the Western Wilderness, seriously affecting her fleet trade with goblins, bombarding it with cannons, it's a bit of a waste of ammunition, and ammunition also costs money, if you ignore it, they keep harassing you.

Vanessa sent a priestess to lead a team of fifty warriors and some thieves and hunters in charge of reconnaissance.

According to her understanding, the female dark herd disrupted the formation of the fish-man with a spiritual scream, and then the human warriors came with a wave of long-range strikes, and finally the spear and big knife went up to cut it, and it was over.

Two days later, the female dark shepherd returned to Yuexi Town with more than fifty soldiers, and the victory was a victory, but it was still far from Vanessa's so-called complete purge.

"Miss Van Cleef, the operation to clear the fish-men is not going well, and it will be difficult for us to completely eradicate the fish-men."

"Why?" She was puzzled, the soldiers had gone through several rounds of training, equipped with spears and leather armor, with long-range support from hunters, and a female dark shepherd leading the team, so they couldn't beat those whoa-wow-la-wow?

The female dark shepherd also scratched her head a little: "There are too many fishmen, and once we have the upper hand, they will flee into the sea, and when we are gone, they will come back, this ......"

Vanessa understood, this is a fish-man version of the story of the enemy advancing and retreating, and the enemy retreating and I chasing, before their own tunnel warfare was launched, the fishmen began to fight guerrilla warfare with themselves?

It seems unrealistic to completely wipe out the fish-people, this thing is highly reproductive, and can survive in the sea, no matter how powerful the human warship is, it is useless, and humans do not belong to the sea after all.

But if you leave it alone, it won't work, the fishmen often come ashore to harass humans, the timid take something, and the bold kill directly.

The practice of the human kingdom is to send people to clear the money regularly, kill them twice a year, just like training soldiers, kill them this year, and change a group of people to continue to kill them next year.

"I'll take someone to pay it a few more times, but the effect may not be as you want." The female secret pastor persuaded very tactfully, and the actual meaning was also to hope that she would follow the old routine and not make any moths.

The coastline of Azeroth is so long, and the troubles of the fish-people are not only in the western wilderness, but any human kingdom is very annoying to the fish-people, but those wise emperors and wise prime ministers can't help it, and you Vanessa can do more than them?

This kind of historical problem is always difficult, Rao is she has thought about it with a modern way of thinking, and she has not found a good solution for a while.

Sending the female dark herd away, she goes to find the fishman chef cookie to find out some specific situations.

Fishman Chef Cookie: "Wow Wow Wow W......ow W

Vanessa: "......"

I couldn't do anything about you at the beginning, but now we have it! Vanessa hurriedly called the female mage, added a language to herself, knew the fishman chef for two months, and now can finally communicate normally!

The fish-man chef spoke incoherently, Vanessa listened patiently and slowly, what old blind man manages all fish-men, the two fish-man brothers Slark and Brac manage North Beach and South Beach respectively, what Brac likes to run on the beach, his brother, North Beach manager Slark wrote a poem called 'Run, Brother' with his heroic posture......

Vanessa clenched her left hand into a fist, holding her cheeks, and resting her two long legs on the table, watched as the Fish-Man Chef recited Fish-Man poems with emotion.

"Woo ......Woo Woo T

This song 'Run, Brother' can be said to be plain rhetoric, and even too simple! The whole text is all words like "come on", "run", "run".

Vanessa followed the example of the third generation of fat people in a certain family, and applauded very perfunctorily, and the fish-man chef was so cheerful that he threw her a cake that looked quite delicious.

This guy didn't dare to eat what she cooked, and she finally talked about the purpose of her trip.