In the darkest pre-dawn period, Unas snuck to the graveyard again, this time bringing with him a half-man-tall iron chest he had bought at the blacksmith's shop, and a set of chainmail robes from the Silver Dawn Quartermaster's Office.

After going down the tomb and letting the grummy aunt get into the box and tell her not to make a sound, Natasha had changed into chain mail and put on her battle robe, and when she put on her helmet, she looked like a relatively thin soldier.

Unas nodded with satisfaction, picked up the iron box, and said hello, the two quickly climbed to the ground, the sky was already dark at this time, and he quickly covered up the traces of the entrance to the tomb, "Don't make a noise along the way, I'll deal with it." ”

It was the time when the guards of the monastery were at their laxest, and the soldiers on duty in the middle of the night were at the peak of fatigue, and Unas was well known in the monastery, and the two patrols encountered on the way passed without danger.

Arriving at the garrison of Silver Dawn was like returning to his own home, and without fear of being cross-examined, Unas went straight to the quartermaster's office, where yesterday the quartermaster had assigned him a small wagon to transport the grain and grass of twenty men, and the priority was to mix the conspicuous iron box behind it into the baggage of the wagon.

Having successfully retrieved the carriage, the two of them hurried to the recruits' quarters, where Raphael had already assembled everyone according to the order that Unas had given him the day before.

Unas praised the curly-haired boy a few words, and then said to him, "Now I will give you a second task, to protect our carriage and not let any suspicious people approach." ”

"Yes!" Raphael replied in a loud voice, and went straight to the carriage, standing aside.

"Let's go!" Unas didn't talk any more nonsense, and with an order, the leader hurried to the stable.

The order of Tairossos was to leave for duty today, but there was no stipulation that it would be so early, and everyone thought that Unas would prepare again today, and leave close to noon.

Originally, Erigor also said that he would bring the people of the Brotherhood of Light to perform for him, but Unas agreed on the surface, but today he secretly left one step earlier, just because he didn't want to attract attention, and Erigor was destined to eat a soul pigeon.

As for the extra person around Unas, no one dared to ask more, and they all guessed that it was a newcomer that Unas had recruited privately at night.

The group mounted their horses and soon came to the gate of the monastery, where the guards at the gate were more careful about the people who entered the monastery, but they were much more relaxed about the procession that went out, and the captain of the guard counted the number of people according to the order and let them go.

Leading the team to run a short distance, Unas breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling of being a thief was really tense and uncomfortable.

The entrance to the Spider Canyon was not far from the monastery, and after an hour's journey, Unas saw the verdant meadows again, and after a short walk along the green paths of the mountains, the stronghold established on the high ground came into view.

This place is not much different from the last time he came, the garrison in the stronghold has already received the news that the new garrison officer is coming, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, the arrival of Unas and his party suddenly aroused a burst of chickens and dogs.

After Horia's death, this place was managed by a middle-aged officer under his command, Unas had also had a relationship with this captain Jossen before, and exchanged pleasantries with him who came in a hurry, and Jossen led the group to the barracks very enthusiastically.

Someone came to take the blame, and Qiao Sen was very active, busy helping to arrange the accommodation of Unas and the guards, Unas was not picky, and led the soldiers to quickly set up a row of tents in a temporarily cleared vacant lot.

The next step was to inspect the barracks, all the officers were gathered in the command tent in the center of the barracks, Unas was taken by Qiao Sen to this place where the garrison officers usually worked, and the newcomers of course had to be familiar with their subordinates, and after talking with the officers, Unas also had a general understanding of the military strength here.

Silver Dawn's garrison in the Spider Canyon had been maintained at about three hundred, supplemented by the large number of captives harvested by the recent defeat of Bethrys, and now increased to five hundred, under the command of five centurions, of whom Jossen was the most senior, and the other four stood in front of him, all of whom looked like battle-hardened young men.

The two friendly races of dwarves and blood elves were also required to form their own guards, but they were all controlled on a small scale, about a hundred dwarven warriors, and the elves were only half of the dwarves, and their leaders were the dwarven lord Dogar - Red Eyebrow and the ranger captain Pereira Swift Arrow, Unas knew each other, but on formal occasions, Red Eyebrows was not embarrassed to come up closely.

In terms of logistics, due to the abundant harvest of the fields cultivated by the monastery in Far Mountain County this season, coupled with the reserves of captured Bethrys, although the soldiers' military rations were tight, there was no big problem for the time being.

In question are the refugees, who have more than 3,000 refugees and captives of all nationalities in addition to the garrison of Silver Dawn, and whose food sources are a pressing issue.

Silver Dawn is not a charity, and it is not capable of supporting so many people, and the refugees can only get food through their own labor, among which the dwarves are the most nourishing, digging holes and digging iron to build cities, and most of the stone walls that protect the entrance to the camp and the dense caves and caves that Unas saw on the mountain walls when he visited the Spider Canyon for the second time are the fruits of their labor.

The blood elves are more miserable, due to the ravages of demon addiction, their mage power is almost completely paralyzed, and the elves' slender little bodies can't do any rough work, but the elven rangers have the title of the king of the jungle, and the hunting teams they form can hunt animals and pick wild fruits in the dangerous canyons and forests, and they are small in number, and the demand for food is not large, so they can support it for the time being.

As for the captives of hostile races, kobolds and ogres are easier to tame and can be used as long-term coolies, so they are better treated, while orcs, trolls, and gnolls are all fierce and unruly races, and have a blood feud with humans, so it is best to squeeze them to death and die overnight.

And the largest number of human refugees in the camp is the biggest disaster, half of these people who are not accepted by the monastery are old, weak, sick and disabled, without the private help of the Silver Dawn, many people cannot survive, but the number of refugees has been increasing, so it is definitely not a way to sit on the mountain and go empty, so the previous garrison officers have also tried to reclaim the fields.

Since this stronghold was built with only military defense in mind, the high ground next to the mountain wall was indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack, but such a small area was already crowded with people, so the fields could only be cultivated outside the stronghold.

This behavior will undoubtedly provoke attacks from spiders, but unlike the harassment that people would expect, the poisons seem to believe that the reclaimed land is a great encroachment on their territory, and they will come in groups to retaliate.

In the open area, faced with poisonous spiders on all sides, there was no way to ensure the safety of the farmers, and several reclamation attempts failed.

A bold idea had recently been put forward to relocate the entire camp to Qingyankou, a very narrow section of the second half of the canyon named after a mossy boulder.

The spiders' nest is in the dark forest at the end of the canyon, and if a fortress can be built at the mouth of the green rock to cut off the passage of the poisonous spiders, then the land outside the mouth of the blue rock can be safe.

"It sounds wonderful, but it's a reckless adventure," one person immediately objected to the subject, "moving the camp there would put us in a two-sided attack, and we would only be wiped out!" ”

"Alarmist! We may have some losses, but how can we break through the current predicament without paying the price? The centurion named Liante immediately blushed his neck, and he clearly supported the relocation of the camp.

Not to be outdone, the opponents were not to be outdone, and immediately several people shouted at him, and almost everyone wanted to interject a few words of their opinion on the question, and the officers divided into two factions and began to quarrel, and at present the voices of the radicals were loud, but the number of conservatives was greater.

Seeing this scene, Unas rubbed his temples, this leader didn't seem to be good.