Whether it was the wanted of the Black Dragon Princess before, or the danger of everyone after the Black Dragon Prince came to power, the Brotherhood that had just had a bit of a development trend in Stormwind City was hit hard, and the final decisive battle in Stormwind City was added to the pseudo. Not to mention the Twilight Trial, where the Brotherhood suffered heavy casualties.

Even the Red Avengers and the Night's Watch who later returned to Stormwind suffered a lot of casualties.

As for the workers who accept their employment, a small part of them are also missing.

"Save first! There is no rush to build a house! When she looked at a few residential areas, she knew that she had no time to carry out Bowval's orders, a bunch of people were still under the rubble, the city was on fire everywhere, and there was no one to live in the houses now, so let's save them first!

Urgently contacted his subordinates, not only the elite of the Brotherhood, but also the soldiers of the Red Avengers and the Night Watch, all of them moved, orders were passed down layer by layer, and everyone was mobilized to start disaster relief work.

The City Guard only kills the Twilight believers in the city, but they don't have the power to go to the rescue.

Vanessa's side was busy, firefighting, cleaning up rubble, first aid, distributing food, allocating supplies, building temporary shelter, a whole lot of things fell on her.

Doing it, she found that it didn't work, it was a matter that could only be solved by the joint efforts of a lot of departments in modern society, and now she couldn't be busy at all, so she urgently asked for help, no matter who it was, if you have a tone, hurry up and come over to help!

Gallia. Minahir immediately brought the priests and paladins of the Northshire Abbey to help, but there were still not enough people.

Finding the loud voices hired when she held the wine festival, Vanessa told them about the first-aid knowledge she had learned from searching her stomach and scraping her stomach, and after retelling and memorizing it, she asked them to go to various parts of the city to publicize it.

Help yourself, save each other! Don't wait, if you can figure it out by yourself, you can solve it yourself, and if you can't solve it, come back to me!

Bolval soon sent the chubby Chancellor of the Exchequer to her to help.

The fat minister was originally taking his men to count the treasury, but it turned out that the number was wrong......

Bolval inquired and found that many people had seen goblins leaving the city with a large amount of supplies, and he was very decisive, this is what the goblins did! No need to look it up! It's definitely right to count them on their heads, and when this time is over, he must lead his troops to defeat this group of goblins!

Now the accounts don't match at all, Vanessa's side has been urging for supplies, and she can't take care of the accounts or accounts at the critical moment, save people first, and then talk about others!

Several warehouses were opened, truckloads of food were distributed to the surviving citizens, and order in the city was initially restored.

Halfway through, King Varian sent his palace guards to help.

This guard is the team of the evil race of Azeroth, but now that the dragons and twilight cultists have been eliminated, the team has shrunk by half, and the rest is basically faceless, demons, necromancers, orc thieves, werewolves, etc.

The Faceless Ones have no contempt for the troubled Twilight cultists in the city, and humans are a bunch of inferior creatures! So stupid to jump out and look for death? Are your Twilight Trials two black dragons? Mentally retarded!

They didn't have the heart to make trouble at all, and clocked in and out as usual.

"Hold on, hold on!" Two palace guards of unknown race carried the beams of the room, and a middle-aged man was pressed underneath.

"I'm coming!" Vanessa was so tired that her neck was sweating, and seeing that this side was in danger, she hurried over to help.

Still clinging to the skull of the Wind Chaser, with a hurricane rising, the beam of the house was lifted half a meter high, and the middle-aged man who was pressed was pulled out by the palace guards and carried aside, and the priest who had been waiting on the side for a while hurriedly treated his broken leg.

The relief effort lasted for two full days, and King Varian, Prince Anduin, and the interim prime minister of Berval all came to help, and finally even the gloomy-faced thieves of MI7 were mobilized to help, which barely stabilized the chaos in Stormwind.

Civilian casualties cannot be counted, property damage cannot be counted.

There is no unified command, there is no standardized disaster relief method, everyone is busy with their own work, and if it weren't for the healing spells of priests and paladins, the death toll would have been at least 20% more.

No one can ignore the threat of the undead in the north, and the corpses are piled up in large quantities, and if they are used by necromancers, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

Despite the resistance, Berval sent soldiers to collect the bodies from the rubble and then cremate them intensively.

In this incident, which was officially defined as the Plague of the Black Dragons by the Stormwind Kingdom, the highest rank of the fallen military was the old marshal Reginald. Windsol.

The military and royal family held a modest funeral for the old marshal, after which his body was burned, and the ashes were buried in the cemetery of Stormwind along with the weapons and armor used by the old marshal during his lifetime.

The city is in chaos, and Vanessa is working hard as a civilian team to rescue.

After finishing her business, she took up residence in the North County Monastery of Garia, and she needed to talk to Her Royal Highness the eldest princess about the revival of Lordaeron, and get her full support.

The North County Monastery also received a large number of refugees, and the priests were tired enough, but they still turned their love into holy light to heal every wounded.

Vanessa was very moved, but that is, moved, she would heal, but no matter how you look at it, she is not as professional as other pastors.

She changed into a burgundy dress with floor-length skirts, walked barefoot on the carpet with ordinary decorations, picked up a glass of moonberry juice and took a slow sip.

The entrance is a little astringent, far less refreshing than modern drinks, but after drinking it, I found that it was also very delicious, the key is that this drink can nourish spiritual power, it is a drink that priests often drink, in order to become stronger, she also began to drink it when she had nothing to do.

Leaning on the windowsill on the second floor, he looked at the busy priests and medical staff below for a while, and then went back to his room and began to make some calculations.

She thought about everything she had about what the Forsaken were about the strengths, where Sylvanas was the strengths, where her strengths were, where her weaknesses were, and what to do with the Forsaken after her own victory.

After dinner, she called Jialia, who was about to go back to her room to meditate: "Sister Jialia, there is something I need to talk to you about. ”

"What's the matter?" At this time, the eldest princess was wearing a bright yellow cloth robe, her hair was combed, and the sleeves of her dress were pulled up to her elbows, looking no different from an ordinary priest.

Seeing that Vanessa's eyes were very serious, she also knew that there were many people: "Come to my room and talk about it." ”

Despite the experience of 'scaring Gianna' away, Vanessa did not do anything to foreshadow, because she felt unnecessary: "I want to revive Lordaeron, I need your full support." ”

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