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Malone put down the food in his hand and replied seriously - he never looked down on the people of this world, but respected them very much.

I knew that in the future, humans would defeat the orcs and return home, but these refugees did not know; It is as if they are in the darkness, trying to pursue the light of hope; Whatever the outcome, they deserve to be admired.

"Not only you, Sir Lothar, but the others here - De Jong, Paul, Robin, and you, Richard...... I've wanted to talk to you guys for a long time...... We have all lost a lot in this war - the people who love us, the people we love, our homes, our possessions, our peaceful lives, and even the future is somewhat hopeless...... But in any case, since we have lost so much, at the very least, don't lose yourself anymore. ”

Elo Eberlock's gaze swept over the faces of everyone at the table, and then rested on Malone's face, saying word by word.

“…… I see, Daddy Elo, thank you. ”

Malone was the first to answer Elo Eberlock's words - he admired the wisdom of the other party, because even Malone himself had only discovered his strangeness for a long time; And the solution he found was exactly what Elo Eberlock had just said.

Malone is not a psychologist or doctor by profession, but he knows a little bit about the symptoms.

PTSD, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - The self, the real self, the self from Earth, finally showed its weak side after seeing so much death and blood.

(American GIs came back from Iraq and Afghanistan with this disease, it's terrible!) ）

The quarrel with Elo Eberlock was just the tip of the iceberg; If you can't get out of this psychological shadow, the consequences will be much more serious.

There is no psychiatrist in this world, Ma Long can and must rely on himself; If he couldn't merge these two very different souls in his body, let alone save these Stormwind refugees or save Anduin Lothar, he wouldn't be able to save himself - who knows who would suddenly collapse and fall into mania or schizophrenia one day.

But as Ello Eberlock said, all Marlon needs to do is not lose himself - he is Marlon of the earth, and he is also Sir Marlon Lothar;

He is the current garrison of Nightshade and the protector of these refugees; He is Vera's tenant, Maria's best friend, and Althea's lover.

He needs to protect these people around him until the moment when they can rebuild their homes.

After understanding all this, Malone felt much better when he remembered the strange scene of the battle on the battlefield, and the shadow left on himself when he tortured the orc gradually dissipated.

"Sir Lothar, after all, what useful information did you get from that orc?"

Al Ro Eberlock was relieved to see that Ma Long's gaze gradually changed from confusion to determination, and asked.

"You're all going to be taken aback by that...... The orcs had left Stormwind and headed north, where only more than five hundred orcs were left to guard it. ”

"What's more, I know that there are still many humans alive in Stormwind, and there are about two thousand people in total, men, women, and children."

"Instead of killing them all, the orcs stayed behind and forced them to do hard labor, moving the weapons, food, and other supplies stored in the warehouses in Stormwind from the warehouses and escorting them to the north to be used as strategic supplies for their next battles."

"In addition, the orcs have a great need for food, and they seem to have begun to disperse, scavenging the land for food; The Wild West, here and the Red Ridge Mountains...... It's all their goal. ”

"I'm sorry, De Jong, Lakeside Town...... It was the first target that the orcs destroyed after they began to scatter in search of food. ”

Malone said a long sentence in one breath, and then said apologetically to De Jong.

"This group ...... Green-skinned crumbs! ”

De Jong's right hand clenched into a fist and slammed the arm of the chair beside him; Although these chairs are rough, they are all solid furniture made of wood little by little, and even Ma Long can't help but feel related when he sees it, and his palms are faintly painful.

"There are still humans in Stormwind? This...... It's simply ...... It's great that there's still someone alive......"

Elo Eberlock was a little agitated and incoherent, his lips trembling slightly, his eyes full of surprise.

"We need to get them out."

Robin was also excited, but his temperament was calmer, and after a little thought, he said categorically.

Robin's words silenced the room for a moment, and even Paul only looked up at his comrade and said nothing.

Yes, the humans who survive in Stormwind are dangerous—I don't know when the orcs will go berserk and kill them all; Moreover, there is no need to expect those orcs to understand what it means to be kind to captives, these humans must be living a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs in Stormwind.

But how are the refugees in Nightshade going to save them? Counting the militia who have never been to the battlefield, there are only a hundred soldiers in Nighttown who can fight, and in Stormwind City...... But there are more than 500 orcs!

The physical fitness of human beings is weaker than that of orcs, and they need to make up for it with formation and acquired training, and they can also rely on the bravery of Ma Long and the Xiquan garrison to turn the tide of the battle in a small battle, but in a large-scale battle......

Paul really didn't have much confidence in how well these militiamen would perform in battle with the orcs.

"Robin is right, we should go and save them."

The bearded Richard nodded and said - he knew it wasn't going to be easy, but ......

"We must save them."

De Jong spoke.

"We're going to save them, what do you think, Sir Lothar?"

Elo Eberlock also expressed his attitude - not because he had no regard for the safety of the refugees in Nightlight, but because he ......

After witnessing the corpses of the natives of Nightlight and hearing about the tragedy that took place in Lakeside Town, Elo Eberlock didn't want to let the killings happen anymore and did nothing - he wasn't a warrior, but he was still a man.

"You've all decided, what more can I say...... Luckily, though, we may not need to face the orcs alone, and we should have allies in this land. ”

Marlon smiled bitterly, and then said.

"Allies?"

Elo Eberlock asked in surprise - he didn't understand who Malone was referring to.

"I tortured the orc, and he said...... The orcs in Stormwind haven't searched the Wild West yet, which means ......"

Malone replied.