Half of the city was in ruins, the other half was mostly vacant, and the majestic city that once held 50,000 people was now less than 10,000, including the 3,000 Iron Armor who remained loyal to the royal family of Torbain.

Due to the loss of control over the territory, the royal family has long been out of taxes, and the knights are cultivating land outside the city, supporting themselves and supporting the royal family. Prince Garin was also sympathetic to these loyal subjects, and in order to reduce the cost, he dismissed all his attendants, and now there was only one butler and two maids in the palace, except for their mother and son.

"It's so deserted here." Victor sighed in his heart and glanced at the palace butler standing beside him. The old butler stood straight, clasped his hands in front of him, and nodded to Victor.

The atmosphere was a little dreary, and Victor twisted in his wide chair, struck a more comfortable position, and looked out the window. The windows of the palace's large living room open to the west, and from here you can see the fjord in the distance and the makeshift pier.

If possible, Victor prefers to build the dock farther away so that he doesn't have to pay rent to the dilapidated city-state. But in this area, there is a rare deep-water fjord nearby, and they have no choice, but fortunately, the rent is not too expensive, only 10 gold coins a day......

While thinking about it, there was the sound of footsteps in the empty corridor, and Victor quickly stood up and waited for the arrival of Prince Garin, and there would be no one else here.

Sure enough, the person who came was Prince Garin, and after the two met, they exchanged pleasantries and sat down.

It was the first time Prince Garin had seen this goblin, and the business was discussed by his mother, but there were few guests here, and it was rare for someone to bring news from outside, so he gave him a considerable courtesy and met him personally.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, I brought the rent from the previous week, a total of 70 gold coins." Victor didn't know what to say, so he simply went straight to the point and put the money bag on the coffee table. The prince's straight gaze made him a little embarrassed.

Prince Garin didn't look at the money bag at all, and asked with great interest: "I heard that Your Excellency has a lot of trade with the lord of the Arathi Basin, and has a good relationship, can you tell me about him?"

Hear this. Victor suddenly became energetic, and this experience was regarded by him as the greatest feat of his life, and he couldn't wait to talk about it when he met someone.

"Your Royal Highness, you are asking the right person, I can assure you. There is no one in all of Azeroth who knows more about this war than I do, things, he is like this......"

As Victor narrates, Prince Garin's mouth opens wider and wider......

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"There is absolutely no one who knows this war better than I do, Victor knows a fart!" Bloomberg said with a fierce face.

His audience is not alone, but a large area of black pressing! There are orcs, there are trolls, there are undead, and there are minotaur ogres. In short, they all belong to a new tribe, or a race that is more friendly with the tribe. They all listened with wide eyes and fascinated by it, and from time to time they let out exclamations.

"I think the biggest hero of this war is not Lord Xiaotian, but the Little Cub Overseer." Suddenly, a different voice was heard, and it was an old orc who spoke. He wears a gray robe, holds a long oak staff, and has no professional insignia on his chest, suggesting that he is an unregistered shaman.

Listen to him. Everyone was silent, what would have happened if it hadn't been for the little cub overseer who ended the war at the cost of his life? The outcome of a war is difficult to predict, but the outcome is not important here. Or rather, so insignificant.

"But I'm still more interested in Lord Xiaotian." A young minotaur warrior said, "I heard that he has long black hair and eyes, just like those water elves, what a charm!"

A necromancer looked the minotaur more than 3 meters tall up and down, stroked his long hair with his staff, and said, "Shell hooves." You can dye it black, it's just the amount of hair dye you need......"

The adventurers burst into laughter, and the minotaur warrior snorted a few times in anger, and at that moment, with the advantage of his height, he saw two horsemen at the gate of the camp.

"What do I see? Two humans! Shellhoof shouted as he pointed to the two riders who were getting closer and closer.

The necromancer beside him was stunned when he heard this, and without saying a word, he opened his staff: "What else is there to do?" Slaughter them! ”

After the rest of the two horses saw clearly, the sound of drawing swords and swords rang out, and they yelled and rushed up: "Kill the alliance dog!"

Bloomberg's eyes widened instantly, this is ......

"Stop it for me, whoever fights won't let anyone get on the boat!" Bloomberg was sure that he saw Cheng Xiaotian! If the adults of their own family let the adventurers beat to death like this, the basket will be stabbed to death! But there were hundreds of adventurers here, and as soon as his voice came out, it was shattered by the sound of killing, and no one heard it.

Although Bloomberg's eyes are small, his eyesight is definitely very good, and the people who came were Cheng Xiaotian and Norbulingka, and when they saw this formation, they were all stunned.

Hundreds of vicious adventurers charge at you with weapons raised, shouting and screaming to kill you, and no one will be clawed. If this is surrounded, it will be chopped into minced meat in an absolute instant!

"Norbulingka, run!" Cheng Xiaotian screamed in his throat, turned the horse's head and ran, Norbulingka reacted faster than him.

The tribal adventurers finally saw a little fresh meat, how could they give up easily? So they had mounts on mounts, and they threw their legs without mounts, and chased after them.

"If you chase it again, I'm welcome!" Cheng Xiaotian turned his head and shouted angrily as he ran.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The necromancer in front of him smiled evilly and did not answer.

Cheng Xiaotian untied his longbow and put on the arrow, gritted his teeth to open the full moon, and aimed behind him.

"The Union Dog is blatantly murderous!" The minotaur warrior Shellhoof, riding the Kodomon, was indignant.

Are you unreasonable? Yes...... Unreasonable?! Cheng Xiaotian was about to cry angrily, his strength was discharged, and he couldn't pull the bowstring, what else could he do now? Run!

He could have escaped, but in that case, Norbulingka would be in danger, and he didn't want to reveal his identity unless he had to. Fortunately, this place is not far from Riptide City, although it has fallen, there are still 3000 iron armor, these scattered tribal adventurers dare not go there to spread wild, right?

So Cheng Xiaotian stared at the majestic outline of the building at the end of the horizon, galloping on a horse, it is only 10 kilometers away from Riptide City, and it is estimated that it will be there in 10 minutes.

When he was about halfway through, Cheng Xiaotian glanced back and saw about a hundred horsemen following closely behind, and the distance was densely packed with people, and none of those tribal adventurers was willing to give up the pursuit, so he muttered and counted the accounts. I estimated that the gross weight was 130 pounds, and there was at most 80 left after removing the water, which is a few hundred, and one person can divide one or two more, so this is still chasing? "You're full!"

As soon as he finished scolding, he immediately reacted, there is still a Norbulingka that can vertex the scale, and there is ......

At this moment, another rider appeared on the plain ahead, and he was looking at it in amazement. It was a young man with a white horse and a silver helmet, lined with a white samurai robe, covered with Mithril armor, and carrying a round shield, which looked more important than himself.

"Run!" Norbulingka screamed and whistled past the white horse.

The young knight watched Norbulingka depart with his mouth wide open.

"Stupid, what else are you doing?!" Cheng Xiaotian pointed at the "stupid" and scolded, and rushed over with the wind.

The knight glanced back at the crowd of people chasing after him, and chased Cheng Xiaotian with the reins. (To be continued.) )