The goblin profiteer Kalent* Gold dragged the dwarf hunter away in style, leaving the trouble of recruiting new members for the caravan to be solved by Old Don.

Originally, it wasn't a matter to recruit new players, just to recruit a few new players. As long as Lao Tang thinks that the newcomer is beneficial to the team, and the strength is good, he can directly pick out a few clap decisions. But the key is to calculate according to the timeline in Old Tang's memory, and the caravan is likely to encounter Thrall, the Hammer of Destruction, and the Roar of Hell who rescued their compatriots. Such a good opportunity to hook up with the future tribal leaders, and even make the orcs owe themselves a favor, how could the "Tianzi No. 1-stirring stick" Lao Tang give up and miss it?

But you must know that the caravan is now in the human city of Stormwind! Even if not all of the adventurers who can make a living here are hardcore supporters of humanity, I'm afraid most of them have a blood feud with the "tribe" or are disgusted and hostile to the "tribe", right? As can be seen from the dispute at the gate of Stormwind, even the ogres and trolls, the two races that were once "accomplices of the tribe", even adventurers who do not have a strong sense of camp, are not welcome in Stormwind.

All in all, Don wants to choose a few who are not only passable, can look at themselves, but also can at least remain neutral in the process of rescuing orc prisoners of war, and recruiting teammates under such conditions will definitely make Old Tang have a hard time.

But no matter how much headache Old Tang has, recruiting new teammates needs to be carried out quickly. According to the schedule, the caravan should not stay in Stormwind City for more than three days, so within three days, Lao Tang must fill up the personnel of the escort team according to his own ideas, otherwise although some masters of the escort team will suppress the formation, if they encounter a large number of enemies, it is inevitable that there will be negligence and cause losses, not to mention that these masters except for the Milhouse * Mana Storm, whose minds are sometimes funny, basically have their own calculations, and it is obviously unreliable to expect them to do their best to protect the caravan.

Old Tang shook his head, drove aside all the out-of-tune thoughts in his mind, walked to the counter of the inn, slammed the solid wood bar and shouted to the many adventurers who were surprised by the sound and looked back:

"The caravan to the north recruits four or five members of the convoy and is destined for Lordaeron. It is required to obey the command, and there is no bad record in the past mission. Those with excellent skills are preferred. The treatment is good, the location is limited, and those who are interested will talk about it in detail......"

"I'm very interested in this task, uh, what do you call this brother? Do you think I'm going to make it? ”

As soon as Old Tang's words fell, a burst of lingua franca with a strange tone sounded behind Old Tang's side, and a round figure came into view, looking cute and cute, and it was particularly attractive.

Somewhere in the aristocratic enclave of Stormwind, in the majestic and luxurious Earl's Mansion, Countess Caterina Presto is sitting at the dresser in her bedroom. This strong woman, who almost controls the noble council of Stormwind City, is now combing her jet-black and silky hair in the mirror with her fresh and seductive beautiful feet. The slender waist that can be held in a suffrage, the slender and soft plump and fair-skinned, and the bumpy and hot body are matched with bright eyes and bright teeth and a bewitching temperament full of charm, making the countess look glamorous.

Putting down the comb in his hand, he looked at his new hairstyle with satisfaction, this usually noble and majestic, awe-inspiring countess waved her hand in the mirror, and a layer of black ripples immediately appeared on the half-human-high mirror, and a handsome and evil man's face was revealed from the mirror. Looking at the countess's casual expression and demeanor, the handsome man said respectfully:

"My esteemed master, what do you have to summon me?"

Caterina Presto lazily opened her seductive red lips, and a beautiful voice of a quiet and pleasant voice spat out from between her lips without hurrying: "Ebertac, I need to know my brother's progress." He set his sights on the Blackstone Tower, I don't care, but let him not get into too much trouble. Varian is not easy to fool, and if he gets his attention and intervenes, even in my current capacity, there is no way to intervene to stop it. ，

"Back to the master, Prince Nefarian has successfully contacted the tribal forces of the Blackstone Tower, and is trying to gather these mortals to strengthen our strength, and has now largely occupied the upper floors of the Blackstone Tower. However, His Royal Highness the Prince is in trouble when trying to conquer the Black Iron Dwarves in the Black Stone Abyss, and there seems to be another force behind those earth spirits, and the strength is even stronger than the servant army brought by His Royal Highness the Prince. In response to this, His Royal Highness the Prince decided to open up another layer of space on the upper floor of the Blackstone Tower dedicated to cultivating new biological weapons, and named the space under construction - the nest of the Black Wings. ”

The man respectfully told his master in detail what he knew.

"Hmph, Blackwing's Lair... told him that if he didn't want to fail, he would keep a low profile in recent years. When my plan is successful, he can toss it when the time comes. Now that humanity and its allies are at their height, they are being targeted by mortals, and the only way awaits him is defeat. Always be vigilant! Now I don't want his mistakes to undo my hard work! The countess's cold voice said that she had already taken on a fierce color, and the momentum and pride belonging to the black dragon princess were fully revealed.

"Yes, my esteemed master, I will convey it to His Royal Highness Prince Nefarian as it is." The "man" named Ebertak understood that he had to show enough respect in front of his master. "Master, His Royal Highness the Prince is also asking about your infiltration of Stormwind City, and I hope you can use the forces of the mortals to cover his actions."

"Hmph, now that I only control the power of those corrupt and stupid human aristocrats, the military power is still firmly in the hands of a few military real power factions such as Berval, Wendsol and Varian, and I don't have much say in the transfer of the army at all. However, my lure to Bervar Fotagen's wooing has paid off, and Varian's control of Stormwind has been ...... It won't last long...... Sue my stupid brother, give me three more years, and Stormwind will be my pawn......"

Before the Black Dragon Princess could finish explaining, there was a sudden and powerful knock outside the countess's door, and Caterina waved her hand, and the image on the mirror disappeared immediately. The charming duchess expertly put on her shoes and twisted her waist to open the bedroom door.

"Bolvar? It's you! "At this moment, Countess Caterina Presto still has the majesty and coldness of her usual life, just like a young girl with a spring of life is as ashamed and happy as she sees her sweetheart. The long black hair that was soft and bright could not hide the charming flush on the delicate and glamorous face, which made the Duke of Berval Vortagan more and more obsessed with it.

Berval Fotagan was born into an aristocratic family in Stormwind, and his mother was well-known in Stormwind's upper class. After the baptism of war and the promotion of the king, he was canonized as one of the few dukes in Stormwind, and helped King Varian Ureon to familiarize himself with the way of military politics. Relied upon by Stormwind King Varian Ureon as his right-hand man, he has a high prestige in the army that rivals that of Marshal Windsor.

Ever since the Duke of Bolval had become acquainted with Caterina Presto, a beautiful lady who was sensual and charming, noble and elegant, when he attended a meeting of nobles a few years ago, her coldness and erudition had deeply touched the heart of this resolute man. Unlike the stupid greed and sordid of the other nobles who disgusted Berval from the bottom of his heart, the grace and nobility of Countess Presto, who belonged to the true aristocracy, made her like the moon in the night sky, and everyone else was eclipsed in front of her.

"Holy light, Katerina, I just haven't seen you for a while, and somehow, my heart is not steady." This brave and fearless paladin on the battlefield, as soon as he entered the door, he stretched out his strong arms around the waist of the duchess, and said softly.

Bolval had just entered his thirties, and it was the prime of a man's most attractive and energetic life. As a paladin, he was tall and muscular, and thanks to the blessing of the Holy Light, Bowval's body always conjured up words of greatness, justice, purity and nobility. Coupled with the majesty of the superior brought by his perennial high position in power, he once again added to his charm out of thin air, and the handsome and upright Duke of Boval was the dream lover of countless girls. But now Berval, the dream lover of countless boudoir girls and ladies in the deep house, has already unknowingly fallen under the charm of Countess Presto, and has become the most determined suitor of the countess, just as firm as his faith in the Holy Light!

"Really? Come to me if you miss me, you know, Berval. My door will be open for you at any time. Caterina naturally shrunk into Bolval's warm embrace, her bright face pressed against the paladin's broad chest, and she stretched out a slender and plump hand to gently touch the dragon-shaped pendant she had given to Bolval. This necklace with profound dragon magic can make Duke Berval and obsessed with her, and can make the relationship between the two of them more "intimate".

Duke Berval Vertagen found himself more and more fond of the woman in front of him, and a strange thought burst through his mind, and it was difficult for him to say no to the woman he loved. Every time I leave her for a while, I feel inexplicably empty, as if only being together all the time is the most satisfying and happiest thing for me. But just when the two embraced each other passionately and lingered sweetly, the maid's respectful and fearful voice came from outside the bedroom door.

"Lord Duke, there is a goblin merchant from Treasure Bay outside the Duke's palace asking to see you. He said that he had made an appointment with you in advance, so please ask when you can find time to receive his audience. "The people of the Earl's Court knew that the Duke of Beauval and his master were in "love", and now such an abrupt disturbance might anger his majestic mistress, so he spoke with a little nervousness.

"Goblin merchants? Katarina, how did you get involved with those greedy and cunning little things? These ugly guys had been on the side of the orcs at the beginning. When Berval heard the maid's words, he couldn't help but frown and asked.

"Aren't those greedy goblins neutral now, I'm just trading them for a little weird gadgets to have some fun. Okay, let's not talk about him, my dear, why don't you stay for dinner in the evening? How about I let the kitchen prepare your favorite turtle soup and spicy crayfish? The countess diverted the topic without a trace, dispelling the paladin's doubts. Seeing Duke Berval stretch his eyebrows and smile again, he then commanded the maid in a loud voice.

"Sue sù, I'm busy now, let him come back later, and I'll find time to see him then. In addition, he instructed the kitchen to make an extra dish of turtle soup and spicy crayfish tonight, and the Duke of Berval would stay for dinner tonight, so that they could show off their skills. ”

With that, Caterina Presto showed a charming smile to the paladin, which made Bolval a little dazzled for a moment, and then took the hand of the Duke of Bowel and walked to the bedside, and began to whisper about lovers in her ears.

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After a busy afternoon, Don finally worked hard to select four new teammates who met his requirements from a large number of applicants.

Sitting in the corner of the tavern, looking at the four new teammates in front of him, Old Tang breathed a long sigh of relief. A tall Night Elf huntress, a dwarf thief who has no sense of zài, a half-breed hunk who makes it impossible for Old Tang to clearly distinguish the race, and the round, cute and affectionate figure who is the first to ask - a panda man.

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The first update made up for yesterday's ~~~ afternoon grade 8 exam audition~~~ I'll come back in the afternoon and continue to code today's ~~~~