Because this was a joint vigil between the Xiquan garrison and the strong men in the refugee ranks, in order to give the sentinels in each direction a certain combat effectiveness, Malone and Richard the Bearded decided to divide these people into several groups.

Each group is made up of soldiers and strong men, so that the garrison in a certain direction can be avoided from being too weak.

Paul just asked casually, but Malone was really asked.

"I really don't know ...... this."

Marlon had just finished half a sentence when he was interrupted by Althea who came out of the way.

"Of course it's me!"

Althea stood beside Marlon and Paul and said loudly.

"What are you?"

Malone asked, confused, not paying attention to the ambiguous smile on Paul's face.

"Marlon, your companion! That's me! Companions who keep vigil together at night! ”

With an excited smile on her face, Althea yelled at Marlon.

"What? Why you? ”

Malone asked in surprise, he thought his companion would be at least a man.

"No...... Not why! ”

Althea blushed and said hesitantly.

"By the way, Althea, where did you just go?"

Malone shook his head, he knew that Althea had always longed for the army, and he didn't have a problem with the distribution of the bearded Richard.

After all, Althea is safer to follow her; What Marlon cared about was that Althea, who had been following him just now, didn't know when she was gone. I just ran back.

"I didn't ...... Didn't go anywhere...... Let's go and set up camp together! Then it's time for dinner! ”

When Althea heard Marlon ask like this, she was even more flustered and stammered. He ran away towards the center of the camp.

"Strange, what's wrong with this girl?"

Marlon muttered to himself, but of course he didn't know that the reason why Althea disappeared from him for a while was precisely because she ran to grind hard with the bearded Richard in exchange for the task of keeping vigil with Marlon.

The refugee contingent of less than 300 people did not need a large camp, and the only three tents were placed in the middle of the camp. The wounded and the elderly were carried into the tent from the only two carts, including, of course, the young man who had been bitten on the thigh by a giant spider.

Although the refugee contingent had two large carts. However, there are no animals to pull carts, so they can only be dragged by manpower; This young man was also one of the strong men who pulled the cart before he was injured.

In the faint light of the twilight forest twilight, refugees line up to receive their food. While comforting each other. After a hard day of trekking, they can finally get a good rest.

"Sir Lothar!"

The queue to receive the food slowly moved forward, and finally it was Marlon's turn; He had just handed the wooden bowl in his hand forward when he heard a pleasant greeting.

"Vera? It's you? ”

Ma Long looked at the young woman in front of him and greeted with a smile.

On the day of the river crossing, Marlon helped the young mother named Vera to take her daughter, Maria, a cute little girl with blonde hair, across the Elwyn River.

"It's me, Sir Lothar. I ......"

Vera looked a little excited, and she took the bowl from Marlon's hand. Filled with gruel for him.

"Have you seen it? Vera was the best cook in the camp, working as a cook in a tavern on the docks before the war broke out. ”

Error? Eberlock seemed to know something about every member of the camp.

"Well, we just met this afternoon...... By the way, Vera, what about Maria? ”

Marlon took his food from Vera's hand and asked with concern.

"I'm here!"

A milky and childish voice came from under the wooden frame where the cauldron was kept, and Marlon looked down to see that little Maria was standing beside Vera, clutching her mother's skirt tightly, her round eyes staring at her, her pale blue pupils shining like sapphires.

Maria was nervous now, for she had seen the stinking uncle again, so she clung to Vera's skirt and planned to hide behind her mother in the event of an accident.

But Marlon didn't play any more tricks on Little Mary, he just smiled politely at the little girl.

"Then Vera, you get busy first, we still have some things to discuss."

Marlon nodded at Vera, and then with Ellro? Eberlock and the others left the group together.

"Sir Lothar, goodbye!"

Vera looked at Marlon's back and said goodbye to him, not knowing what she was thinking, until the next person to receive the food coughed lightly twice, and she took the cutlery in front of her in a panic.

"It's not okay for people to eat something like this all the time...... The body will collapse. ”

Error? In Eberlock's tent, bearded Richard muttered as he swallowed the food in his bowl.

Because the refugee team is always on the move, and there is a lack of relevant utensils, when it comes to cooking, Vera and the others can only choose wheat porridge with minced meat, or thick soup.

Foods like bread and scones that the bearded Richard hadn't eaten for a long time; Although Vera's skills are good, she always eats liquid food, and she has to hurry, and the refugees' bodies will not be able to keep up.

"At this rate, we'll be in Nightshade in no time, and when we get there, Vera and the others will definitely find a way to improve your food."

Error? Eberlock smiled and said to the bearded Richard, the two of them had known each other before the outbreak of the war, and they were old friends.

"When we get to Nighttown, there are still many things waiting for us......"

The bearded Richard said with emotion that as long as the orcs are not eliminated for a day, the safety of the refugees will not be guaranteed for a day.

"Well, when you get there, Richard, you pick out some strong young men and give them to Sir Lothar, I believe it won't be long before Sir Lothar will be able to train them into qualified warriors, and by that time, no matter what the danger, we will at least have the strength to fight."

Error? Eberlock nodded.

"It's up to me."

Marlon replied as he took a sip of the porridge from the wooden bowl - I have to say, Vera's craftsmanship was really good.

Marlon is Anduin after all? Marshal Lothar's disciple, in addition to his excellent fighting skills, is also very good at leading troops in battle, and Anduin? The reason Lothar sent him to the Westspring Fortress was to get him there to practice how to train an army.

Marlon did train Paul and them well, as evidenced by the fact that no one was mortally wounded in the previous battle with the orcs except for Marlon, and these Westspring garrisons have become one of the best armies in Stormwind. (To be continued.) )