After lunch, the explorers sat lazily on the sofa and exchanged their own home-cooked food.

"Hiccup! It turns out that the braised pork tastes like this, and I don't know how the Earl of Anduin concocts the sauce, which tastes mellow and sweet, and has a unique flavor, no wonder Hera Tieli would describe it so exaggeratedly! Jones was about to be surprised by the strange behavior of the bearded dwarf, and he was very active when he introduced the legendary hot pot, probably eating and staying at the Hearthstone Inn for a few days, and cultivating a unique literary literacy because of the deliciousness.

"The fried beef and braised pork ribs are also good, the only problem is that the portion is too small, not long after the Earl of Anduin was served, the plate was empty, I think we must implement a separate meal system in the future, otherwise I haven't eaten much, and all of them will be robbed by a certain foodie!"

Niracek's proposal drew a chorus of approval, but the bearded dwarf protested: "It's obvious that you can't use your chopsticks well!" ”

"We can't use chopsticks well, but what is the reason for you to hold a spoon?"

Hera Tieli smiled: "Count Anduin has a good heart, knowing that my height is limited, he specially prepared it, and he was forced to use a spoon purely helplessly!" ”

"And then you're going to grab something to eat with us in the open?"

Seeing that his subordinates were about to fight, Jones, who was full of wine and food, felt that he could not continue to be so decadent, although he made up his mind to live happily for half a year, but he always had to do some serious work, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to Boss Renault, so he immediately stood up and waved his hand: "Let's go and clean up the ruins of the church first, so that the architects can start work as soon as possible." ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately set off, and then saw Anduin who was busy on the side of the manor, Jones and the others were a little curious, because he was directing several architects to build huge iron objects, and the relationship between Hera Tieli and Anduin was already very familiar, and he opened his mouth and asked: "Count Anduin, what are you doing here?" ”

Anduin smiled and said, "Of course, I'm going to prepare tomorrow's big dish!" ”

The bearded dwarf wanted to ask what was going on, but Jones, knowing that Anduin would keep it a secret, immediately dragged him to the ruins of the church, while Anduin handed over the rest of the work to the architects after the iron was finalized, and returned to the back kitchen to prepare for the small party in the evening.

Sonia hugged Jenny Turtle and asked curiously, "Seeing that you have been busy for so long, what are you going to eat tomorrow?" ”

Anduin laughed and said nothing, Sonia said angrily: "If you don't say it, I don't believe that Jenny Turtle can't predict it!" ”

"Alas, people are born to work hard......"

Jenny Turtle, who was gnawing on the fruit, complained with a milky voice, and immediately struggled to get out of the turtle shell, this time it put on the mini apron prepared by Sonia, so it no longer twisted and pinched, but made enough of the panache, so that Anduin couldn't help but put down the work at hand, he wanted to know if the little guy's prophetic ability was accurate every time, and he watched the rotating turtle shell tend to be still, and the intertwined light was only light gray.

Grey represents a dangerous event, and the depth determines the degree of danger, and the little turtle showed a deep gray when it first divined, and this time it was obviously far from the same.

Anduin and Sonia glanced at each other, thinking that there would be waves of unsettled, and subconsciously thought that the demonized old woman was coming back to seek revenge.

However, when the divination pointer moved to the luminous rune, an unexpected picture was revealed, about thirty orcs were rushing along the bay corridor towards Stormwind Town, looking at their clothing, all the orcs, including shamans, were all of the same third-order level, but the weapons were very well-equipped, and they seemed to be an elite team with good combat strength.

"What are you going to do?"

Anduin thought about it for a while and decided to ignore it: "It just so happened that Jones and they went to the church, and there was a sentry guard as a reminder that these orcs couldn't make any waves. ”

Sure enough, the lazy town in the afternoon suddenly came, representing the rapid sound of the orc raid, but within a few minutes, the signal that the crisis was lifted slowly sounded, so that the townspeople who were about to try to evacuate couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

That's it?

Didn't you say that there were orcs?

Could it be that the guards at the outpost are indiscriminately sounding the alarm?

However, at this moment, the three sentry guards were speechless to each other, and a big battle that they thought was inevitable ended in an instant with the defeat of the orcs, not to mention the townspeople, even they were a little caught off guard.

In fact, Jones's group of experienced explorers were even faster than the guard posts to discover the traces of the orcs, and they didn't fight much, but under Jones's leadership, they lined up outside the church, and the momentum alone scared the elite team back the way it came.

Not to mention Jones, who is at the peak of the fourth order, there are still several of the more than twenty explorers who have reached the fourth order, and if they really make a move, there is only one result of the orc group annihilation.

The fierce slaughter is coming, and the gray face retreats away, making the faces of the orcs not look good, and some people can't help asking: "Lord Shaman, are we going back like this?" ”

The orc shaman slammed the totem pillar to the ground, furious: "What else do you want to do? ”

"The revenge of Lord Black Fist, we must avenge it!"

The so-called Black Fist is the orc shaman who died in the hands of Anduin, and the orc who spoke out at this time has a blood relationship with him, this dispatch is to investigate the cause of the death of the black fist, but the intelligence shows that it is far from the real situation, although there is no Bervar and Ferding in Stormwind Town, there are many more fourth-order powerhouses, so that the orc shaman who led the team at this time has to choose to retreat immediately.

"If you still want revenge, shut up for me!" The orc shaman was a little angry, he was unwilling to avenge the black fist, but the tribe high-level ordered him to investigate all the reasons, so he had to lead the team to come, "Go back to the tribe first!" Even if it's revenge, you have to consider whether you have that strength, if you want to bury Black Fist, get out of here for me now! ”

The orc warrior was furious, and its muscles fluctuated, but it still chose to suppress its anger, and if it wanted to avenge the Black Fist shaman, the only way to get the tribe higher-ups to issue reinforcement orders was to ask the tribe to give orders for reinforcements.

In this way, Anduin's second orc attack after taking office suddenly appeared, and then quietly retreated.

Jones and the others completely regarded this scene as an after-dinner activity, and only sent one person to monitor the whereabouts of the orcs, and continued to be busy cleaning up the ruins, and Sonia faced this result, a strange feeling appeared in her heart: "When Uncle Boval was still there, the Blackstone clan of the orc tribe often sent orc squads to harass the territory, and for a while, he and Grandpa Ferdin's schedules were reversed, just to always guard against the sneak attack of the orcs, sometimes even I have to be responsible for sentry, I didn't expect this sudden attack to end like this." ”

Anduin chuckled softly, "This is just the beginning, you will get used to it later." ”

Sonia snorted, "Speak as if you're very experienced!" ”

"When an individual is strong enough to a certain limit, everyone will be afraid of it, but they will not easily provoke it, and when the second and third explorer guilds settle in Stormwind Town, the invasion capital of the orc tribe will gradually increase, and when the resource consumption is almost equivalent to a small war, similar harassment will be completely subsided, because this small action is meaningless to both sides, and once the orc tribe decides to attack, it will definitely no longer be a small fight, and at that time, the Silver Fortress must also send troops to support, All we need to do is hold on until reinforcements arrive. ”

Anduin said lightly the original intention of his idea, at this moment, he had taken the first step steadily, Sonia was silent for a moment, her heart was mixed, and then she smiled and helped him prepare the materials for the evening.

"Oh, what are you doing with so many iron sticks?"

"You'll find out in a minute!"

"Selling off again, are you interested? Jenny Turtle, give your sister a prophecy! ”

"Huh? Even if it's child labor, we have to pay attention to human rights, I'm going to sleep, no, I want to go home......"

……

The orc team returned the same way as they came, but the group of merchants came to the outside of Stormwind Town.

Every year after the Winter Veil Festival, the meat suppliers of the Silver Fortress will arrive in Stormwind Town to purchase a variety of meat to supply the huge market of the Silver Fortress, due to the excellent natural environment of the Storm Ranch and Fishing Grounds, so the meat quality is very popular, in previous years, the suppliers need to go through a bidding to win a large number of orders, and the three merchants who came together are also preparing to stage a bloodless battle in the mall this year.

Along the way, the three merchants and their attendants were secretly competing, all determined to win the deal, but they had just stopped at the edge of the pasture, and their faces were a little strange, because compared to previous years, there were fewer cattle and sheep in the pasture, which meant that their competition would be more fierce.

The three merchants glanced at each other, and then found the person in charge of the ranch, Old Grace, and promised to give benefits without saying anything, just to meet the new earl one step earlier.

If it was in the past, old Grace would be very happy to accept the gift, but today he insisted, looking at the eyes of the three merchants, it also revealed an indescribable meaning, which made the three of them very puzzled, and suddenly found that old Glaze was ordering people to kill sheep and let blood, and couldn't help but ask the reason.

Old Grace looked at the three merchants who were impatient, and inexplicably wanted to laugh in his heart, if they knew that the Earl had ordered that the cattle should not only be self-sufficient in the future, but also transported from the surrounding areas, it would definitely be a very interesting scene.

However, in the face of anxious questions, Grez did not want to answer immediately, but imitated someone's appearance, and said with a strange smile: "Don't be impatient, wait a while, I will send the processed mutton to the Earl's mansion, and if you have any requirements, talk to him personally!" ”

The three of them looked at each other, always feeling that things were getting more and more weird, this was not like normal trading, and a certain grumpy businessman couldn't help but feel angry: "Old Grace, to sell or not to sell, you give me a good word!" We ran all the way from hunger and cold, but we didn't come to Stormwind for a vacation! ”

"I'm just a person in charge, only the Earl can make up his mind, not to mention my explanation, you must not believe it!"

Grace also knew that these people were not easy to offend, and his tone loosened slightly, and when the rich businessman saw this, he immediately got to the bottom of it: "It's okay, you just have to say, we also have a little bit of a score in our hearts." ”

"Since you have to know, I won't hide it from you, my earl has opened a Hearthstone inn, and from now on, whether it is pastures, fisheries, farms, or forest farms, all of them will not be sold to the Silver Fortress!"

Old Grace said solemnly, but the faces of the three merchants were speechless than the other, and it was the irascible merchant who took the lead in speaking everyone's hearts: "If you don't sell it to the fortress, are you going to use it yourself?" Old Grez, it's not that we don't look down on Count Storm's inn, but because Storm Town can't digest so many things, you better persuade your Earl, you can't take office after you take office, just let your own temperament come! ”

"That's right, most of the income of the people of Stormwind comes from the Earl's Mansion, if the Earl's Mansion collapses, Stormwind Town will also finish playing, if you don't dare to say this, then let's say it, we can't let such a good place in Stormwind Town waste in his hands in vain!"

A third merchant also joined the persuasion camp, also analyzing from Stormwind's perspective.

Listening to this sincere persuasion that seemed to be heartfelt, Old Grace couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, and he waved his hand lightly: "If you really want to save Stormwind Town, then talk to Lord Earl in person!" ”