"Oh......" Cheng Xiaotian thought for a while, took a posture, and said solemnly: "Regarding the loss of your sword, in fact, this matter is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface, and you don't know how wide it is involved!"

Old Barton was stunned, he just lost a sword, what could it have to do with it?

"My lord, you're not blinding me, are you? It's just a sword, what can it involve? I see that the one you carry is okay, I will suffer a little loss......" After that, Old Barton lowered his eyebrows and stretched out his hand towards the Falling Star Sword, this sword he has been glancing at for a long time, although it looks not surprising on the outside, if it is not carried on his body day and night, it must be extraordinary.

Cheng Xiaotian was as if he was burned, and he hurriedly slapped Patton's claws: "Go and go, what, you can, this sword is something you can use?!"

But this old guy is quite knowledgeable, and the head of the Falling Star Knight makes the Falling Star Sword, which is quite compatible, but do you make it open?!

"But my lord, my sword ......" Old Barton saw that he could not get his wish, and his greedy face was retracted, and he immediately changed to the posture of a typical victim.

Cheng Xiaotian swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and motioned for Barton to come over, glanced around, and after seeing that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said, "Do you know why the Grand Duke of Stormwind City howls in the middle of the night?"

"......" Barton shook his head vigorously.

"Then do you know why the underpants of the priestess of the Night Elf Moon are frequently stolen?"

Patton was startled and shook his head like a rattle.

Cheng Xiaotian nodded with satisfaction, and made another shock: "Then do you know who planted the frost wolf under the seat of Grand Chief Orgrimmar?" Who ate the 10 kilograms of cucumbers sent in the Queen's bedroom every night in the Undercity's dormitory? ”

Poof!

Old Patton threw down the cart and fell into the mud.

Cheng Xiaotian dusted off his sleeves triumphantly and sat upright.

Old Patton leaned on the edge of the car, showing only one face, and asked pitifully, "But my lord, what does this have to do with my sword?"

Cheng Xiaotian's face turned pale, and he coldly spit out two words: "Not at all!"

Old Patton "poofed" and fell down again.

The next moment, Old Barton jumped on the scooter and pointed at Cheng Xiaotian and jumped like thunder: "Lord Lord, you are too unreasonable!" How can you fool your subordinates?! ”

Old Barton is also in a hurry, such a move, it can be said that the following offense, as soon as the words came out, he secretly shouted "not good" in his heart, and the punishment was small, but he was afraid that people would take advantage of this to write off the debt. Fortunately, Cheng Xiaotian didn't have any concept of class now, not only was he not angry when he heard the words, but he smiled and patted his arm and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

Barton immediately got off the donkey, sat down next to Cheng Xiaotian again, turned his face, and looked like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"Patton, now let's get to the point, what I said just now just wants you to understand a truth, sometimes two things that seem completely unrelated actually have a deep internal connection, but you can't see it, such as the relationship between your sword and Sweet Water Well Town......" Cheng Xiaotian was kind and seductive.

When Old Barton heard this, his hairs stood on end: "What is the matter with my sword in their town?!" ”

"There must be a close connection, you first tell me in detail about the situation in their town, and you will know when it is over." Cheng Xiaotian is sure.

Old Barton will be skeptical of this, but with the mentality of having something to do, he is idle anyway, so let's nag.

The town of Sweet Water Well, located in the middle of the Arathi Basin, has a population of about 3,000 and is led by the Cervantes family. Of course, this is not really a class relationship, but because the Cervantes family has the highest prestige, the villagers elected him as the leader.

The current mayor is also the first mayor, and speaking of which, he still has a lot of roots with Cheng Xiaotian's family.

When Harbour Eliot was younger, he went on a long journey, and no one knows exactly where he went, but when he returned, he brought with him a servant, who he said had rescued in the Valley of Thorns. This servant, Byron Cervantes, is now the mayor of Sweet Water Well, and no one knows his identity.

The town of more than 3,000 people is enough to form its own small ecosystem, with all kinds of industries in the town, and it is also the distribution center of the whole basin of goods.

Commerce represents oil and water, as the territory of the orc empire, how can the ruler not touch it, so the orc empire has set up the only administrative body in the entire grassland here, and nothing else, just collect taxes. In order to protect the tax revenue and keep an eye on the population, there is also a battalion of orc garrisons of about 50 people.

As for the attitude of the mayors Byron and Cervantes...... It was ambiguous, he maintained personal contact with Mochizuki on the one hand, and got along well with the orc officials on the other, and in Barton's words, he was a sleek old fox with a grass on the wall.

Cheng Xiaotian listened and frowned.

"So, what is the attitude of the local people towards the uprising?" Cheng Xiaotian asked from a different angle.

Old Barton pondered for a moment, shook his head, and sighed: "My lord, the people under your rule are now divided into two factions, and those who served the lord at the beginning advocate rebellion and support your recovery. On the other hand, the majority of civilians waver. ”

Cheng Xiaotian thought that this situation was caused by his cheap father's rampant expropriation and aroused public resentment, but the truth surprised him. Haber-Eliot had never collected taxes in his realm, so the commoners did not feel his presence, so they did not support him much......

Cheng Xiaotian, who knew the truth, almost didn't shed tears.

"What do you think?" Cheng Xiaotian turned to the gloom.

Youyou has been listening, and when she heard this, she cleared her throat and said, "If we want to establish a perfect base, we need a lot of resources, and these can only be obtained from Sweet Water Well Town at present, so we must control this town in the future, this is the premise." ”

"Go on." Cheng Xiaotian smiled and nodded.

Yu Yu Wenyan continued: "If you want to control a person, there are only two means: coercion or inducement, and the problem now is that we do not have these two conditions."

After that, he looked at Cheng Xiaotian and Old Barton faintly, and stopped the topic. Her meaning is very clear, we don't want money now, there are only a few people, and if you want to control Sweet Water Well Town, the conditions are not available at all.

Under the faint gaze, Old Patton sat cross-legged and bowed his head for consideration. Cheng Xiaotian scratched his chin, looked up at the sky, thoughtfully, and smiled evilly.

"My lord, I don't think it is appropriate for us to have direct contact with the Cervantes family now, and after marching forward for another 30 kilometers, we will turn west and immediately rush to the Valle de Bella." Yu Yu said tentatively.

Barton nodded when he heard this, the orc conquest army will arrive soon, and before that, the fortifications must be established, and the relatives also need to be arranged, so it is indeed not appropriate to waste time in Sweet Water Well Town.

Cheng Xiaotian is still an old god, and he doesn't know what the hell he is thinking.

"My lord? Adults ......" Barton turned Cheng Xiaotian with his elbow, urging him to make a decision quickly.

"Oh...... Just do as you say, after 30 kilometers of progress, the large army turned towards the Beira Valley, but ......" Cheng Xiaotian came back to his senses and said with a dark smile.