"Ares, ahead is an abandoned castle."

The mischievous Hammerlord Furstad hovered through the air and landed in a hover, causing his horse to neigh, raise his front hooves high, and nearly throw Ares off his horse.

"Abandoned castle?"

"Yes, it's not small, about half the size of Eagle's Nest Mountain, but there is no one in it anymore. I suspect that it was the camp of the first expeditionary forces. Or simply a base camp. ”

Furstad said, gliding off the griffon's back, then removing the jug from his waist and grunting to his heart's content. Hovering in the air for a long time is also very hard work, whether for a griffin or a dwarf, it is like riding in a car, sitting for an hour will not feel tired, sitting all day, to ensure that you are tired.

"Okay, let's speed up and get there. We must have our own defensive base before the demons catch up with us again. That abandoned castle is just what we can do. ”

Glancing at the vast earth and sky in the distance, Ares gritted his teeth and said firmly.

The large army once again jolted forward.

Two hours later, the crowd saw the castle. The same red earth and plains, the same barren scene, and even the same gray walls, gave Ares the illusion that this was the second watchtower. But after entering the city, the signs hanging on the taverns and barracks in the city let Ares know that this is not the Watch Castle, but the famous Fort of Glory of the Alliance. As the front line of the Alliance Expeditionary Force against the Orcs, the castle continues its saga.

Only, contrary to what I imagined, it was very desolate, as Furstad had depicted before, it was a dead city, uninhabited, and the buildings were covered with a thick layer of red earth and dust.

"A team of three people, check this place inside and out, and it's best to find one or two survivors."

Standing in the middle of the Glory Castle, Ares commanded in a loud voice.

The 10,000 soldiers of the Alliance Expeditionary Force suddenly turned into scattered squads and went deep into the above-ground and underground parts of the fortress. Looking at the main fort of Glory Towering over the red Gobi, Ares was filled with emotion, how did Tulayan and his warriors survive in such a harsh environment that year? Orc armies can strike fear into the hearts of the Alliance, but homesickness and harsh living conditions can make people desperate. Faced with an endless army of orcs, the warriors of the expeditionary force were under both physical and psychological pressure. Perhaps it was under such pressure that the soldiers of the expeditionary force eventually suffered a nervous breakdown, especially after the Dark Gate was closed, and they felt that they had no hope of returning to their homeland in this life. Despair is like an invisible pair of dark hands that strangle people's souls and make you die in darkness and loneliness.

"Great Lord, I searched around, but I didn't find anything. Even the food was spoiled, and the cellar was littered with cobwebs and mouse droppings. ”

Ten minutes later, the captain of the guard who was in charge of searching the underground storage room ran out in dust and reported. He also had some samples of cereals in his hands. Wen Lesa took it and put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, and a disgusted expression immediately appeared on her face.

"It's broken. And it broke years ago. ”

Wenlesa said.

"Well, it looks like there's really nothing left to use. But we still have to settle down here first, the soldiers are too tired to go out to fight. ”

Looking at Wen Lesa's beautiful face, Ares calmly returned.

"It's okay to take a break for a while, but not for too long, otherwise we'll be trapped here like them."

Wenlesa said, biting her lip.

"No, we're not going to be trapped here."

After Ares finished speaking, Winlessa gave a surprised look.

"Before the expedition, I had an agreement with Varian to communicate once a week, and if he didn't hear from me for two weeks in a row, it would mean that the expeditionary force was in trouble, and Stormwind and Ironforge would send troops again."

Looking at Winlessa's fair face, Ares said with a smile.

"Damn it! How many secrets do you have to hide from me? ”

Unexpectedly, Wen Lesa was directly upset. The people of Quel'Thalas are fighting alongside you, but you have a backhand, and it would be unpleasant for someone else.

"I swear, it's the only one."

Ares shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"I wish I hadn't looked away!"

Winlessa replied indignantly and walked away. Leaving the slender and slender figure to disappear into the busy crowd.

"Brothers, soldiers, hurry up, move, don't rest, repair this fortress, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, we will be able to face the army of evil orcs again."

After Weenlessa left, Ares shouted to the soldiers around her. The soldiers endured their exhaustion and pain, and began to work again. The scaffolding was reerected, and League laborers were laboriously carrying heavy stones to refill the gaps in the walls under the collapsed walls.

Tens of thousands of troops were busy in the castle, and finally, three days later, the castle of glory was almost repaired. The arrow tower was re-strengthened, and on the large projection tower, dwarven heavy artillery and ballista were housed. The drawbridge at the city gate was repaired and reused. At the same time, Ares also had the soldiers dig a shallow ravine, surround the Glory Castle, and install a dense network of spiked wooden stakes inside the ravine. Then, above the ravine, a thin layer of red clay was used to make the simplest castle trap.

After doing all this, Ares, Jean and Valera began to think about the source of food, the Hellfire Peninsula is not like Azeroth, there is a lot of green vegetation, and even if there is, it is a small amount of plants, and it seems that there is no around Glory Castle. A small plot of land can be carved out of the castle and irrigated with well water, but waiting for the crops to mature can be time-consuming.

However, the wild boars roaming the Hellfire Peninsula became the best choice for the soldiers of the expeditionary force...... For this reason, she can only grieve Wen Lesa and her elf ranger team.

In the days that followed, the Hammer Leader Vorstad and the Quel'Salas Leader Wenlesa. The Windrangers became the hunting officers of the Alliance Expeditionary Force, and their hammers and arrows provided a rich boar feast for the troops! For storage, Ares had the wild boar meat cut into slices, soaked in salted water for a whole day, and then moved outside to dry, where it became a food that could be stored for a long time.