As it darkened, Diego convened the first meeting of the Territory's top brass in one of the camp's largest rooms. The room was spacious, but its roof wasn't even finished, and when you sat in it, you could even look up at the sky in the corner. Looking at the shack that was ventilated on all sides, Diego had to order Christopher? Falar's team set up sentry posts around the house to avoid overhears.

There were only four people in the room besides himself - Masrae, his personal sorcery advisor? Bearskin, Grean as sheriff? Stallman, Captain Harry? Bogard, and the territory's full-time healer, Van Goray the Gnoll. These four people, for a long time in the future, will be his ruling team in Yuexi Town. As for the archon, that is, the mayor of the town, Diego has a vague idea in his mind, but he doesn't know if he can make it happen.

"I've decided to attack the town of Mooncreek within a week and expel the Defiya Brotherhood that is entrenched there." At the meeting, Diego said straight to the point.

"That's a little too fast, isn't it? The militia has just changed their equipment, and it will take some time to get used to the new weapons. Stallman was the first to object, his years of military service had made him almost instinctively aware that the young lord was in a hurry, and that fighting was not a joke, he could do whatever he wanted.

"And we also need time to find out the current situation in Yuexi Town and find out the details of them." Bogard followed up and said that for a battle, no amount of cautious reconnaissance would be excessive.

"No, I've decided. Within five days, the militia and the convoy must be ready for battle. Diego said stubbornly. He looked at Bogard, "I'll take care of the intelligence matter." ”

"Your Excellency. Why are you in such a hurry? Stallman asked, a little puzzled, feeling that the young man's decision was too deliberate. There is a complete lack of steadiness and prudence that a superior person should have.

"Don't worry, I don't even have my own nest, you know, the housing price in Stormwind City is so expensive, there is no house, that woman is willing to marry you?" Diego roared angrily.

"Huh? What does this have to do with getting married? Stallman was stunned.

"If you don't find a woman, the reader is going to make a fuss, you don't know, in the recent past. How many people threaten me with abandoned books to get a heroine quickly? Diego said frustratedly, in fact, many readers have taken the book off the shelves for this reason. It was just too much pressure on him. He glanced at the Night Elves next to him, "Masrae, why don't you go to Thailand?" ”

"Thailand? What is that place? Masrae was also a little at a loss, how could a group of people discuss how to solve the matter of the Brotherhood of Difia, and how could this matter be crooked.

"Ahem, I didn't say it. Let's get down to business. Diego said abruptly, coughing and turning back to the subject.

"You know, we've just arrived here. They're not familiar with the Brotherhood of Defia, but do they know everything about us? I dare say it's not like that, but if it's delayed for too long. But not necessarily, because there are thousands of refugees out there. It would be strange if there weren't a few Brotherhood spies in there. Diego explained. He analyzed the current situation for the five people one by one, "In fact, our situation is not as good as everyone imagined, because the food we brought this time is not enough to supply all the refugees for too long, and we are new to the city, we are not familiar with anything here, as for the troops, whether it is the number ......or training, we are not sufficient."

The more they listened to his analysis, the more frustrated several people became. As he said, several people felt darkness in front of them.

"Is there any fight in this battle?" Masrae couldn't help but grunt.

"That's why I've decided to seek a decisive battle," Diego said, "since we are inferior to them in all respects, let's have a head-on battle with the best of our strengths, and we will be victorious." ”

"Our strengths? What is it? ”

"Well-trained and experienced officers and soldiers!" He pointed to Bogard.

"Invincible high-end combat power!" He gestured to Masrae.

"A healing power that is enough to relieve the soldiers' worries." He pointed to the gnoll shaman.

"Instead of stalemate and entanglement with Defiya, compare consumption and numbers, it is better to take advantage of the fact that they are entrenched in Yuexi Town to fight a tough battle. Otherwise, once they make up their minds to abandon Yuexi Town and fight a protracted and guerrilla war with us, then our numerical disadvantage will be exposed. Harassment alone is enough to make us tired. Diego finally knocked on the table and concluded.

Everyone was deep in thought, especially Stallman and Bergard, who had been skeptical about the young lord before, but now they were relieved by Diego's thoughtfulness that did not match his age.

In fact, what they don't know is that Diego still has something to say. He knew that in the next few years, several major events that would stir up the whole of Azeroth, whether it was the expedition to the Outlands, Northrend or the catastrophe of the collapse of the heavens and the earth, and the subsequent exploration of Pandaria, every war and disaster would cause extremely painful damage to humanity. Especially the population, after one natural disaster after another**, the young and strong labor force of the Stormwind Kingdom is extremely lacking, large areas of farmland have been abandoned, and workshops have been suspended. In short, human beings can no longer withstand internal friction.

During that time, there was a shortage of manpower everywhere, and every labor force seemed so precious. In Diego's eyes, the members of the Brotherhood of Defia are the most skilled craftsmen and the best source of reserves. You can't let it go.

However, although Diego has made up his mind to recruit the Andifian Brotherhood, he does not plan to recruit directly, but decides to fight first. The founding ancestor of the Celestial Empire once said: If you seek peace through struggle, you will survive peacefully, and if you seek peace through compromise, you will die peacefully. What a wise saying - the current Defia Brotherhood will not listen to him, in a word, in order to have a voice, you must first show your muscles.

Although Diego hated endless meetings in his previous life, he still thought that this meeting was very necessary, at least to unify everyone's thinking, especially Stallman, as the supreme commander before Sentinel Ridge, without his approval and support, Diego estimated that he would not be able to do anything.

……

Late at night, Diego sat on the edge of his bed, death stare in his hand and waiting. This small house was still vacated for him by the refugees, and Diego wanted to continue to live in tents with the refugees, but at the insistence of the refugees with tears in their eyes, he had to move in.

A family crest flag was erected outside the door, and a dark green scarf was tied to the top of the ash flagpole. Shore gave him a token of communication with MI7 spies lurking in the Wild West.

There was silence in the camp, and almost everyone fell asleep. Half-asleep, the candle on the table suddenly crackled slightly, waking Diego from his haze. He shook his head to sober himself up. At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the closed window, three long and one short, which was the signal of the appointment.

Diego walked to the bedside, with a gun? The bayonet at the front of the arm pushed open the window.

Standing outside the window was a red-haired guy dressed as a thief, dressed in black leather armor and holding two short swords in his hands, and when he saw Diego, he quickly inserted the short sword into the scabbard at his waist.

"Raise your hand and put it where I can see it." Diego said coldly, he didn't believe anyone until he confirmed his identity.

The thief obediently did as he said, and he flipped his wrist to reveal a black card in his palm, which was the identity card of the MI7 thieves, and Diego saw a pattern of a hand holding a dagger. The four fingers of this hand are clenched, and only the index finger is straight.

"Your Excellency the Viscount, by Madias? Lord Shore's orders, Sein? Haros is here for you. ”

"Come in." Diego said succinctly, taking a few steps back, but still not lowering his musket.

Harros slammed in through the window with agility, his movements so light that even the flame of the candle blew.

"Are you ready for what I want?" Diego asked in a low voice.

"Ready, my lord," Harroth walked over and placed a parchment on the table, "here's the information you wanted. ”

"Alright, you can go, I'll call you again when I need to." Diego said expressionlessly.

Harros didn't speak, he bowed, and left through the window, closing it as he went.

Tranquility was restored in the room.

"Come out, Kanhaifa." Diego said abruptly into the air.

A dark shadow emerged from the darkness beneath the bed. The big cat shook the fur off its body, stretched its long waist, and then crawled at the foot of the bed and snored.

Diego lit the candle on the table and spread out the little parchment.

After a few minutes, he laughed happily. (To be continued......)