Anduin? Lothar had planned that the cavalry brigade could reach the Southsea area within five days, but it wasn't Stormwind's army, and it felt a little jerky to run, as if the gears were rusty, and by the time they actually entered the area of Southsea Town in the Hillsbrad Hills, it was already a week later.

Marlon rode a war horse and followed Anduin? Lothar's side - he wasn't in a hurry, others didn't know, he still knew what the orcs were going to do next - the group of guys should be in the vicinity of Blackstone Mountain now, the evil orc warlock Gul'dan was busy transforming the death knight and the two-headed ogre mage, Orc Great Chief Orgrim? The Hammer of Doom is busy meeting with the Troll Emperor Zujin to make an alliance with the Amani Empire...... All in all, everyone is busy.

The Hillsbrad Hills are the most abundant granaries in the northern subcontinent, with endless farmland on both sides of the straight road from the town of Southsea to the royal city of Lordaeron, and the wheat is now far from ready for harvest.

"His Majesty King Terenus has decreed that soon the peasants here will be withdrawn to safety in the rear; If there is a war here, it will be a pity for these grain ......"

Tirio? Although Fording is now a paladin under the name of the church, he is after all a member of the nobles of the Lordaeron Kingdom, and his perspective is more high-level.

"That's not what we need to focus on, if the orcs do set foot on this continent, we'll lose more than just this food."

Khadgar replied to Tirio? Fordin's words. He looked a little vicissitudes now, not only because of the curse of aging from the last Guardian, Medivan, but also because of the past week of running with the army.

Malone had little interest in such conversations. He knocked the horse's belly with his riding boots and ran to the front of the cavalry brigade.

……

As soon as he came to the front of the queue, Malone saw a large group of people coming on the road ahead—the humans seemed to have seen the long cavalry procession, but they only hesitated slightly, and continued to walk towards it.

"Malone, what's going on?"

Melas? Tulayan didn't know when he appeared by Marlon's side. He asked, looking at the figure in front of him, puzzled.

"I don't know, let's take a look...... Tell Sir Lothar, a few of you. ”

Malone shook his head. Then he commanded a few of the royal guards of Lordaeron beside him.

"I see."

One of the Lordaeron royal guards glanced at Marlon, then at the figure in front of him that was getting closer, nodded, and then turned the horse's head. Ran towards the middle of the cavalry brigade - in fact. The knights, who had sworn allegiance and were loyal only to the Minethil family of the royal family of Lordaeron, were quite uncomfortable with receiving "orders" from such a young lieutenant, especially when the young lieutenant was from another country.

Of course, Malone also knew that in the hearts of these Lordaeron royal guards, he was just a "fox fake tiger" hairy boy, but he didn't care too much, but with Melas? Together, Tulayan urged his crotch and his horse galloped towards the crowd on the other side of the road.

……

The horse's hooves fluttered lightly. As the two sides got closer and closer, Malone gradually saw the other party's identity clearly - many faces he didn't recognize. But did you recognize the man at the head - Marcus? Redpass, that's the garrison of Southsea Town.

"Master Marcus? What's going on? Are these the residents of Nanhai behind you? Why did you leave Southsea? Don't...... The orcs are already here? ”

Marlon saw Marcus? Redpass, a cold sweat broke out in his heart, and he slapped the warhorse's fart/stock twice with his backhand, causing the beast to jump far away and come to Marcus? Redpass, then rolled over and dismounted, while reining in the somewhat restless mount, while rushing at Marcus? Redpass shouted.

Of course, Marlon knew that the orcs would not come to Nanhai Town now, but he was not absolutely sure - after all, he had become a variable, maybe ...... Maybe something will change on the orc's side? Otherwise, why was Marcus supposed to stay in Nanhai Town? Redpass, will he be here with so many people?

"Are you...... One of those people from Stormwind? Sorry, I forgot your name...... But the orcs haven't arrived in Southsea yet, and we're just moving inland on orders from His Majesty King Terenus. ”

Marcus? Redpass saw Malone, and although he felt that he was a little familiar, he couldn't remember his name for a while, only remembering that Malone's coming from Stormwind City, but he still answered Malone's question.

"That's ...... so"

Marlon breathed a sigh of relief - and he only realized that he was a little impatient - and think about it, if the orcs did land in Nanhai Town...... Eighty percent of the soldiers and civilians there will be slaughtered, Marcus? There's no way Redpass could have run out with so many people.

"That's it...... What are you ...... This knight is ......"

Marcus? Redpass set his sights on Melas? Tulayan - Although the other party looks young, he is wearing a gorgeous silver-white armor and riding on a tall horse, so Marcus? Redpass was careful to add a "sir" to his title.

"He is a paladin of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the armed force of the Church...... Leave that alone, Master Marcus, are the refugees from Stormwind migrating with you? Where are they? Why didn't I see it? ”

Malone briefly introduced Melas? Tulayan's identity, and then to Marcus? Redpass asked.

"Your compatriots are at the back of the line."

Marcus? Redpass replied.

"I see...... Master Marcus, go ahead and on, I'm going to meet the refugees of Stormwind and have something to explain to them. ”

Ma Long nodded, then returned to the side of his war horse, stepped on the horse's pedals, pulled the reins, and quickly mounted his mount, and then ran towards the rear of the military and civilian migration team in Nanhai Town.

……

Marcus? Redpass was right, the further back he went, the more faces Malone recognized, until he saw the person he knew best.

Not far in front of Ma Long's warhorse, a man in a coarse cloth shirt drove a carriage - not a four-wheeled carriage in the traditional sense, just a cart drawn by a pack horse - on the cart, sitting there a little bored, with his hands on his cheeks, staring blankly at the field by the side of the road, not knowing what to think...... Isn't that Tiffany, the future queen of Stormwind? Elaland? (To be continued.) )