"So...... The Wild West is the first place to be touched by the orcs after they take Stormwind? But there is food in Stormwind, isn't it enough for the orcs......"

Richard, who knew a little more about military matters than Elo Eberlock, asked Malone.

"If they want to continue to invade more human land in the north, then naturally there will not be enough food."

Malone replied.

"To the North...... These guys ......"

Richard clenched his fists tightly, although he had never been married and had been alone, but he had also lost several friends and relatives in the recent war.

There is no human who does not hate this group of people who suddenly appeared, broke into their homes and plundered.

"So...... Sir Lothar, where are we to go? ”

Elo Eberlock asked hesitantly.

For the leader of the refugees, he hated the orcs, but more importantly, he needed to take the people who trusted him to escape from the orc invasion.

"I want to ...... Preferably the forest! The orcs shouldn't have time to do a wide search of the forest, and we should be much safer in the jungle. ”

Malone replied after thinking for a moment.

"Words of the forest...... Alwyn Forest and Stormwind are too close to each other, so there's only ......"

Richard touched his beard that he hadn't cut in a few days, and said with a deep groan.

"Twilight Forest?"

Althea finally chimed in.

The world of Azeroth is not Earth after all, and due to the backwardness of the means of information transmission, Althea's vision and vision have not yet reached the level of Richard and Elroy Eberlock.

However, as a lively and active girl, she still knows a lot about the land she lives in.

There are two dense forests in the land ruled by the Uryon family in Stormwind, the Elwin Forest on the eastern outskirts of Stormwind, and the Twilight Forest next to it.

Because of the tall ancient trees that cover it, when it gets late, night always falls earlier in the twilight forest than in other places, because the faint setting sun is no longer able to penetrate the dense canopy.

This is also the origin of the name "twilight".

"That's right, Twilight Forest, there are only a few hundred of us, and if we hide in the jungle, even if there are tens of thousands of orcs, it will take at least a month to find us."

Richard gave a high-five and said.

"That's ...... true"

Elo Eberlock muttered.

It is almost an indisputable fact that the ranks of refugees are certainly safer in the twilight forest than in the sweeping western wilderness.

"But, Nighttown...... Should have ......"

While the humans in Stormwind know little about the orcs' origins, at least El Ro Eberlock knows that the orcs are attacking Stormwind from the east.

In this case, the Twilight Forest should have been visited by these "beasts" first.

"That's right, the orcs did come from this direction...... But it is precisely because of this that it is unlikely that they will make too detailed searches of the places they have already occupied. That is, the most dangerous places are often the safest places. Because neither the enemy nor ourselves can think of this. ”

Malone came up with a common "quote" on Earth to convince the cautious El Ro Eberlock.

"That's right......"

Ellor Eberlock was still hesitant.

"Oh, Elro, don't hesitate, you can't trust me, can't you trust Sir Lothar? Isn't Sir Lothar more discerning than the two of us? ”

Richard, who was a little more impatient, said anxiously to Elo Eberlock.

"Of course I believe in Sir Lothar's vision...... But is there enough food for us to walk into the twilight forest? ”

Elo Eberlock had his own concerns.

"It should be no problem, we don't have many people, everyone has a little food with us, and we passed by that farm the other day, and we also made food supplements."

Richard replied.

"So be it, Sir Lothar is a man who has joined the army, and must know better than the two of us what to do now."

Elo Eberlock finally made up his mind.

"Daddy Elo, Uncle Richard, thank you for your trust...... I would like to say that although we are fleeing now, we ...... One day, we will return to Stormwind, and by then, the orcs must have been driven out of our homeland, and they will be all right. ”

Noticing that Elo Eberlock's feelings were a little depressed, Malone comforted him.

"If that's the case, that's great......"

Elo Eberlock shook his head with a wry smile, apparently noncommittal to Marlon's words.

Although Elo Eberlock and Richard sincerely hope that what Malone just said will come true, at least for now, they don't see any hope, and saving their lives is their only hope and appeal now.

"Then I won't bother...... Treating everyone during the day, you must be very tired, Daddy Elro...... Uncle Richard, too, rest early, you're going to take everyone on your way tomorrow! ”

Malone smiled, not too concerned about Elo Eberlock's attitude, and stood up, saying goodbye, and leaving the tent.

Emerging from Elo Eberlock's tent, Malone looked at the refugees sleeping in the clearing.

After a few days, Malone already had a general impression of these refugees.

The oldest of the refugees was a 60-year-old man, and the youngest was a baby less than four months old.

The ruthlessness of fate left them without their homes for survival and displaced; However, it is also the favor of fate, at least for now, they are still alive.

I will lead you to live, in this land occupied by orcs, until the day of victory comes.

- Malone clenched his fists and said to himself in his heart.

This affection not only comes from Malone himself, but also from the soul he fused.

Before Malone arrived, the original owner of this body had almost given his life for this refugee team - the slow-moving refugee team crashed into a dozen orc soldiers cruising outside Stormwind City, and it was he who fought to get fatally wounded, killing several strong orcs by himself.

After coming to this world, Malone was not surprised that the owner of this body had made and had the ability to do such a thing, because ......

This body has a prominent name, a name that runs through the terrible battles between humans and orcs, a name that bears witness to the heroism and perseverance of humans.

Lothar, in this body, flows the blood of the name "Lothar", which is the noble blood of the royal family of the ancient empire.