"Understood."

"No problem."

……

Prince Danas and Varian Urion and the others responded to Arthas's arrangement, their faces frenzied.

Six years have passed since the humans defeated the orc armies, and in the time since the kingdoms of Stormgard, Lordaeron, and Azeroth have been recovering in their strength, but the large number of soldiers left behind by the conscription in the war have lost their prowess.

Stormwind was better, most of the soldiers were sent to do the work of servitude; But for the legions of soldiers in Lordaeron and Fort Riptide, they longed to be able to make a mark of merit in the war.

"Is there anything else you can do?"

Arthas asked, standing behind the table, looking at the people in the tent.

"Yes! I have! When is the meal opened? I'm dying of hunger! ”

Just when everyone shook their heads, the Red Dragon Queen sitting in the corner suddenly raised a hand and shouted loudly.

"Ahem......"

Arthas choked on this sentence and coughed dryly, and the atmosphere in the camp, which had been somewhat strong because of the imminent war, became much more relaxed.

"I'm going to get someone to bring in the food."

Paul, the captain of the Alsace guard, said with a smile and walked out of the tent.

"What are they laughing at?"

The Red Dragon Queen asked curiously as she looked at Wen Lesa beside her.

I'm laughing at you, of course, Your Excellency!

- Wen Lesa had intended to say this, but when she saw the unmistakable doubt on the face of the Red Dragon Queen, she thought it would be better to hide it from Her Excellency.

"I don't know...... Maybe Alsace said something interesting? ”

Wenlesa replied hesitantly.

"Oh...... I see. By the way, Winlessa, let me tell you, that guy in Arthas is too much, and he spends all day with that damn frost and doesn't know what to think about......"

The Red Dragon Queen quickly ignored Winlessa's attitude and continued to complain about Arthas's behavior to her "little friend".

Everyone present, except for a few ladies led by Aurelia, plus Khadgar ** Master, the others are already very familiar with each other.

During Paul's absence, Varian and the others came to the table with their own stools, ripped off the precious map of the Ghost Lands, and planned to use the table as a dining table.

"Come, come, Arthas! I've always wanted to get you drunk, but you've been avoiding the problem of age...... Today, that excuse doesn't exist, does it? ”

Varian Urion didn't seem to be at all worried about the impending war, and he shouted to Arthas.

"This ......"

Arthas smiled wryly and looked at Varian - now is not the time to drink!

"I'm afraid you don't have that chance, Varian. The last bit of wine left in our camp had been drunk by me and Muradin yesterday. ”

Prince Danas said with a smile.

"What? Isn't there a town nearby? Why not go and buy some? ”

Varian Ureon asked, confused.

"Little Alsace said no, from tomorrow onwards, everyone will have to face the next war seriously, drink...... Of course not. ”

Muladin Copperbeard twitched his red rosacea and said with some reluctance.

"And ...... rules"

Varian Urien was stunned and sighed.

"No way, it's Alsace up now."

Prince Danas teased as he patted Varian Ureon on the shoulder.

"It's also to prevent mistakes."

Alsace explained simply.

During the war, if it weren't for the special circumstances, Alsace would not have wanted to see such a thing as alcohol in the barracks.

Although the soldiers gathered here are the absolute elite of the various kingdoms of the human race, there is no guarantee that they will not be greedy.

The prohibition of alcohol in the army was the original habit of Alsace in the flow of time, which was also influenced by Uther's strict habits; And the prohibition of alcohol naturally starts from the top.

"Alright then, then save the opportunity to get drunk in Alsace until the time of triumph, when we will not ban bars?"

Varian Urion shook his head regretfully, then turned his gaze to the royal guards of Lordaeron who had come in with Paul.

Sure enough, these Lordaeron royal guards, who were temporarily serving as attendants, brought a lot of food, but they didn't have any wine, but just handed over a few water bladders.

"Humph! The master will not be drunk with you! ”

Frostmourn sat beside Arthas and said in a huff.

Little Demon Sword knows what will become of a drunk man, so she won't let her master be so embarrassed!

"Your food is good! Comparatively, what we eat at sea these days is simply ...... Pigs and dogs are not as good! ”

Varian Ureon looked at the sumptuous food in front of him and said with a bang.

"Fortunately, the last thing their family lacks in Alsace is money."

Muladin Copperbeard had already picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, while speaking very hillbilly words.

"It's not about the money...... Everyone is risking their lives on the battlefield, how can you do it if you don't eat something good. ”

Arthas said with a smile.

This is also the philosophy that Uther taught Arthas about the army, even though Uther is now ignorant of it.

If you want your soldiers to live and die for you, you don't just have to say nice words, but take practical actions.

Although the strong fighting power of the Royal Guard in Lordaeron is the result of loyalty and selection, the high salary and generous treatment are the basic conditions for all this.

"That's right, and that's what Teacher Lothar always says."

Varian Urion nodded in agreement as he shoved the pie into his mouth with a very ungraceful attitude.

However, no one will laugh at Varian Ureon's eating appearance, because the Red Dragon Queen ...... Even worse than the king of Stormwind.

Her Excellency the gluttonous and domineering Red Dragon Queen had already gathered almost half of the food on the entire table in front of her and taken possession of it.

However, everyone has no opinion on her actions; First, I'm used to it, and secondly, it's ...... The next battle, in the final analysis, still depends on the queen of the red dragon.

"Oh yes, little Arthas, I forgot one thing, and when this is over, can you come to Ironforge?"

Muradin's Brass Whiskers suddenly spoke

"Understood."

"No problem."

……

Prince Danas and Varian Urion and the others responded to Arthas's arrangement, their faces frenzied.

Six years have passed since the humans defeated the orc armies, and in the time since the kingdoms of Stormgard, Lordaeron, and Azeroth have been recovering in their strength, but the large number of soldiers left behind by the conscription in the war have lost their prowess.

Stormwind was better, most of the soldiers were sent to do the work of servitude; But for the legions of soldiers in Lordaeron and Fort Riptide, they longed to be able to make a mark of merit in the war.

"Is there anything else you can do?"

Arthas asked, standing behind the table, looking at the people in the tent.

"Yes! I have! When is the meal opened? I'm dying of hunger! ”

Just when everyone shook their heads, the Red Dragon Queen sitting in the corner suddenly raised a hand and shouted loudly.

"Ahem......"

Arthas choked on this sentence and coughed dryly, and the atmosphere in the camp, which had been somewhat strong because of the imminent war, became much more relaxed.

"I'm going to get someone to bring in the food."

Paul, the captain of the Alsace guard, said with a smile and walked out of the tent.

"What are they laughing at?"

The Red Dragon Queen asked curiously as she looked at Wen Lesa beside her.

I'm laughing at you, of course, Your Excellency!

- Wen Lesa had intended to say this, but when she saw the unmistakable doubt on the face of the Red Dragon Queen, she thought it would be better to hide it from Her Excellency.

"I don't know...... Maybe Alsace said something interesting? ”

Wenlesa replied hesitantly.

"Oh...... I see. By the way, Winlessa, let me tell you, that guy in Arthas is too much, and he spends all day with that damn frost and doesn't know what to think about......"

The Red Dragon Queen quickly ignored Winlessa's attitude and continued to complain about Arthas's behavior to her "little friend".

Everyone present, except for a few ladies led by Aurelia, plus Khadgar ** Master, the others are already very familiar with each other.

During Paul's absence, Varian and the others came to the table with their own stools, ripped off the precious map of the Ghost Lands, and planned to use the table as a dining table.

"Come, come, Arthas! I've always wanted to get you drunk, but you've been avoiding the problem of age...... Today, that excuse doesn't exist, does it? ”

Varian Urion didn't seem to be at all worried about the impending war, and he shouted to Arthas.

"This ......"

Arthas smiled wryly and looked at Varian - now is not the time to drink!

"I'm afraid you don't have that chance, Varian. The last bit of wine left in our camp had been drunk by me and Muradin yesterday. ”

Prince Danas said with a smile.

"What? Isn't there a town nearby? Why not go and buy some? ”

Varian Ureon asked, confused.

"Little Alsace said no, from tomorrow onwards, everyone will have to face the next war seriously, drink...... Of course not. ”

Muladin Copperbeard twitched his red rosacea and said with some reluctance.

"And ...... rules"

Varian Urien was stunned and sighed.

"No way, it's Alsace up now."

Prince Danas teased as he patted Varian Ureon on the shoulder.

"It's also to prevent mistakes."

Alsace explained simply.

During the war, if it weren't for the special circumstances, Alsace would not have wanted to see such a thing as alcohol in the barracks.

Although the soldiers gathered here are the absolute elite of the various kingdoms of the human race, there is no guarantee that they will not be greedy.

The prohibition of alcohol in the army was the original habit of Alsace in the flow of time, which was also influenced by Uther's strict habits; And the prohibition of alcohol naturally starts from the top.

"Alright then, then save the opportunity to get drunk in Alsace until the time of triumph, when we will not ban bars?"

Varian Urion shook his head regretfully, then turned his gaze to the royal guards of Lordaeron who had come in with Paul.

Sure enough, these Lordaeron royal guards, who were temporarily serving as attendants, brought a lot of food, but they didn't have any wine, but just handed over a few water bladders.

"Humph! The master will not be drunk with you! ”

Frostmourn sat beside Arthas and said in a huff.

Little Demon Sword knows what will become of a drunk man, so she won't let her master be so embarrassed!

"Your food is good! Comparatively, what we eat at sea these days is simply ...... Pigs and dogs are not as good! ”

Varian Ureon looked at the sumptuous food in front of him and said with a bang.

"Fortunately, the last thing their family lacks in Alsace is money."

Muladin Copperbeard had already picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, while speaking very hillbilly words.

"It's not about the money...... Everyone is risking their lives on the battlefield, how can you do it if you don't eat something good. ”

Arthas said with a smile.

This is also the philosophy that Uther taught Arthas about the army, even though Uther is now ignorant of it.

If you want your soldiers to live and die for you, you don't just have to say nice words, but take practical actions.

Although the strong fighting power of the Royal Guard in Lordaeron is the result of loyalty and selection, the high salary and generous treatment are the basic conditions for all this.

"That's right, and that's what Teacher Lothar always says."

Varian Urion nodded in agreement as he shoved the pie into his mouth with a very ungraceful attitude.

However, no one will laugh at Varian Ureon's eating appearance, because the Red Dragon Queen ...... Even worse than the king of Stormwind.

Her Excellency the gluttonous and domineering Red Dragon Queen had already gathered almost half of the food on the entire table in front of her and taken possession of it.

However, everyone has no opinion on her actions; First, I'm used to it, and secondly, it's ...... The next battle, in the final analysis, still depends on the queen of the red dragon.

"Oh yes, little Arthas, I forgot one thing, and when this is over, can you come to Ironforge?"

Muradin's Brass Whiskers suddenly spoke