Old Satin looked excited, dancing with his hands and eyebrows.

"Daddy Satinia, did you take the wrong medicine?" Sean blurted out.

"Phew, you just took the wrong medicine! Get up, get up, and follow me to Chief Grian Stallman! That's a big man, a legend of the Wild West! If it weren't for Chief Grian Stallman who stepped forward and formed the Western Wilderness People's Army at Sentinel Ridge to protect the security of the Western Wilderness, our farms wouldn't have been so stable! ”

When old Satin mentioned "Grian Stallman", he was full of admiration.

Grian Stallman?

What the hell is that?

Wait a minute......

Wild West People's Army?

Grian Stallman?

I'll it, it's him!

Information about Grian Stallman slowly came to Sean's mind.

The old satin next to him was also croaking nonsense.

The combination of the two, a complete character image, appeared in Sean's mind.

Grian Stallman, a veteran paladin and a member of the Knights of the Silver Hand, fought against the Lordaeron Scourge in the battle against the Lordaeron Scourge Legion.

At that time, Grian Stallman was very old. Exhausted, he returned to his hometown, Yuexi Town in the western wilderness, and prepared to retire for the rest of his life.

He didn't mention the glory and glory of the past to anyone, and just wanted to spend the second half of his hard-won life quietly.

By this time, the Defia Brotherhood had wreaked havoc in the Wild West, colluding with goblins, gnolls, and kobolds to rob merchants, steal national gold mines, seize farms, and even occupy Moonbrook, the trading center of the Wild West, after the withdrawal of Stormwind's garrison.

The town of Moonstream is precisely the hometown of Grian Stallman.

Old Grian, who had already decided to stay away from the war, and even more so alone could not stop the Defia Brotherhood, so he was silent. What's more, he also pinned his hopes on Stormwind City, hoping that the nobles of Stormwind City would be able to send a group of elite troops to wipe out the Defia Brotherhood and return the western wilderness to a clear and clear sky.

You must know that in the Elwin Forest, which is only a few days away from Moonstream Town, the Westspring Fortress is stationed with an elite unit of Stormwind City, as well as a large number of mechanical weapons built by dwarves. If it is used against the Brotherhood of Defia, it is definitely not a difficult task.

After all, at the end of the day, the Defia Brotherhood was just a group of homeless stonemasons.

However, reality disappointed the elder Grian.

For two whole months, Stormwind City did not send troops, and the West Spring Fortress did not send troops, and the town of Moonstream completely fell, and the western wilderness was in chaos.

When almost everyone was desperate, the 59-year-old Greon Sr. stepped up.

Just as he did when he led the squad in the "Knights of the Silver Hand", he used unimaginable perseverance and speed to form a guard team composed of local farmers, retired veterans, and people who came to support him in his own name.

This is the People's Bureau of the Western Wilderness, an army formed by the people to protect the people themselves.

Old Grian, like the light of his life, shone on the refugees who were on the verge of despair, uniting them all to fight to the death against the organization called Defiya.

In fact, the thieves were a rabble, and the People's Army led by Old Grian successfully defended the last stronghold [Sentinel Ridge] and dealt a heavy blow to the Defia thieves. Eventually, he hoped that a team he sent would succeed in killing Edwin, the leader of the Defia Thieves Society. Van Cleef.?

Yes, the Brotherhood of Defia, which has spread across the Wild West, infiltrated Elwyn Forest, Twilight Forest, Thorn Ridge, and even Stormwind City, has finally ushered in a truly formidable foe, and that is Old Grian.

This is old Grian.

This is Grian Stallman.

This is the man whom old Satin respected.

However, all of the above is nonsense.

Sean was well aware that as the leader of the People's Army and the sheriff of Sentinel Ridge, Grion Stallman had no reason to show up at Sardinia's farm.

To patrol the law?

The western wilderness is so big, and there are more than 300 people under Grian's command, can he patrol it?

In order to prepare for the salary?

Stormwind City didn't give Old Greon any resources at all, so although Old Grion accepted any form of help, he couldn't give commissions, so he didn't have money to buy food, and the soldiers of Sentinel Ridge were all starving and suffering in their hearts.

So what is it for?

Shaun didn't feel good.

"Daddy, what the hell is Chief Grian Stallman doing here?" Sean interrupted the gushing old Satin and asked.

"Oh? Didn't I mention it? Old Satin looked puzzled, and when he saw Sean's affirmative nod, he suddenly said, "Oh, something happened yesterday!" I don't know why, the kobolds of the Jangolord Cave and the fish-men of the Gold Coast are fighting! I heard that the kobold raided the fish-men, and the fish-men suffered heavy casualties, but the kobolds also died a lot, so Greon Stallman led his troops to patrol. ”

Sean nodded absentmindedly.

I see!

Sentinel Ridge is located in the middle of the Western Wilderness, the Jangorod Mine is located in the northwest, and the Gold Coast is a coastline along the Western Wilderness to the north.

Old Glian wanted to check out the kobolds and fishmen, and he did pass by these scattered farms in the north. Coming to Sardinia Farm, it was excusable.

Old Sardin was full of joy: "By the way, I told you last time that I will go to Shining Gold Town in two days, and I will take you with me when the time comes, and introduce you to the engineers of Shining Gold Town as an apprentice to learn the relevant knowledge of engineering." Now's your chance! After Gregor Grian's tour of the Jangorod Mines and the Gold Coast, he is going to go to Shining Gold and order a large number of weapons and armor, I plan to go with him, it will be safer this way, and you will go with me! ”

Listening to old Satin's words, Sean's heart came alive.

After hearing about it last time, Sean had a plan.

Now he had a few good things in his hands, a fine iron dagger, a kobold shaman's staff, and a Dalaran mage's robe, all of which were of white ordinary quality, but they were all good. Except for the fine iron dagger, Sean can't use the other two things now, so he plans to sell them and exchange them for something he needs.

This requires a trip to a densely populated town, and the nearest town is Shanjin, which is the best choice.

I was going to go with old Satina, but now I have the opportunity to travel with Grian Stallman, which is great. Not only is it safe and secure, but if you have the chance, it would be nice to be able to get to Glion Stallman and have a good relationship with him.

You know, whether it's on Earth or in Azeroth, connections are the most important resource.

Sean was delighted.

But it didn't take long for Sean's face to turn white, and everything was wrong.

As soon as he saw Grion Stallman, Gerion Stallman took Sean to the warehouse, pointed to the three minecarts he had gotten from the kobolds, and said in a cold tone:

"Sean? How did you get these three minecarts? ”