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"Gentlemen," Zhao Kun jumped from the bow and landed on the beach before the big boat at the front finished docking. "Good day! This is Nanhai Town, right, and who is the mayor here? ”

"Good day, sir." An old man with some leaky teeth walked out, accompanied by several young men dressed as militiamen with weapons, "I'm Sadney, the mayor of Nanhai Town, who are you?" ”

The man in front of him was dressed in rich armor and wore a cloak with the lion's head on it. Although the cloak was inconspicuous beyond the image above, the old mayor recognized at a glance that it was made of delicate squirrel skin, a cape made of this luxurious and comfortable material only used by the great nobles.

"Ah, I'm Bolt Boval, a duke from the Stormwind Kingdom."

The look on the old mayor's face became more respectful, anyway, there was a duke on the other side, wasn't it? And it's from the Storm Kingdom, one of the best of the seven kingdoms of mankind. Although that country is on the other side of the sea, you must know that Nanhai Town only belongs to the weakest of the Seven Kingdoms, the Alterac Kingdom, and the lord of Nanhai Town is only an earl. Even though the territory of this Lord Barov is very large, including most of the Otrank.

"Lord Duke, is this your fleet?"

Zhao Kun shook his head. Because of magic, news of the fall of Stormwind has spread among the upper echelons, and it is no secret that Lothar, the regent of Stormwind, led the former king Ryan's son Varian and the remnants of the army and refugees to the north. However, it is clear that these people in front of them do not belong to the upper class. They knew nothing about what was happening twenty miles away, and they could not feel the storm at all.

"I don't own this fleet, I'm just one of them."

As he spoke, the fleet was gradually approaching.

"This is a fleet that belongs to the kingdom!" Zhao Kun sighed, "On the ship are the nobles, commoners, and troops of the kingdom. In a way, we are refugees, just fleeing a very, terrible battle. We need to fix the place where we pick you up, and we need some food and water, and of course, we'll pay for it. ”

The old mayor nodded busily.

-- By this time, the passengers on the ship had already begun to disembark. The townsfolk relaxed slightly, but became more confused and worried.

The other party is human, there are men and women, judging by their height, there are children, their skin color ranges from white to brown, and their hairstyles are normal. None of these people were monsters, nor were they the aliens that the townsfolk had heard of but had never seen. Nor did they seem to have come for the war, because most of these visitors were not soldiers. It can be said that they are not like invaders, but more like they have escaped from some kind of disaster.

It's just that the number of people on the other side is too much, and just the soldiers who got off the first few big boats are enough to bulldoze Nanhai Town dozens of times. More ships are still arriving, and the crews are slowly landing one after another.

Still, they're orderly. Some of them lay down on the shore and cheered, and were immediately driven away by those in armor, while others, having gained a foothold and were busy breathing some fresh air, were led to assemble not far away, while the young men began to set up tents......

The fog gradually dissipated and disappeared in the morning light. The townspeople saw more clearly that this was not an army, but that a large part of it was still women and children, many of them ragged and very thin. They are just a bunch of refugees, a bunch of refugees who have suffered some kind of catastrophe. Even those who were in armor or armed with weapons had tired faces. Those who were richly dressed and looked like nobles were also disgraced.

Still, there were a few of them who were full of energy and looked like the Duke of Berval. The man who led the boat alighted with fire in his eyes.

He was tall, balding, with a resolute face and a bushy beard. His armor had clearly been through countless battles, and the hilt was exposed behind his shoulder, making it look like a greatsword. But instead of weapons, he was holding two small children in his arms. And it was this man who was respectfully called regent by the duke who came down first. He even bowed to the two children in his arms, calling them Your Majesty and Princess.

Behind him, a strange fellow walked side by side, a tall man with broad shoulders, thin and gray-haired, but with a determined step. The man was wrapped in a tattered violet robe, carrying a wooden cane that looked like a chicken leg magnified many times, and carrying a torn rucksack. His costume is made of beautiful materials, but it is condensed into pieces due to too much contact with sea salt, and it is very tattered like the people around him.

"A majesty and a princess?" The old mayor shuddered, "And Lord Regent and Lord Mage......"

The townsfolk exchanged glances, laid down their weapons, and saluted in the manner of the old mayor.

"My lord, there are still a lot of vacant buildings and vacant lots in our town......"

"Let the women, the elderly, and the children in. The army and the young men remained outside the town and set up camp. Zhao Kun spoke, "Reginald! He shouted, and a young herald appeared beside him.

"What does the Duke command?"

"Take a squadron of men in and keep order. If there is trouble, it will be dealt with by military law. After speaking, he turned to the old mayor and his party, "Who are the sheriffs and militia captains here?" ”

"Lord Duke, I'm Marcus Redpass, sheriff of Southsea."

"Lord Duke, I'm Henny Mareb, Captain of the Militia."

Zhao Kun nodded, "Both, I know you are instinctively wary of strangers. The king, regent, and duke of the Stormwind Kingdom are all reasonable people, so they don't use the name of nobility to oppress people. We will first let the women, the elderly and children of the refugees into the town, try not to cause chaos for you, and hope that you can also bring people and our soldiers together to maintain good order, and do not have some things that are not good-looking and destroy the relationship between our two sides. We will pay for the cost of the refugees, of course, after so many days of drifting at sea, I can't let those noble lords stay honestly in the camp that has not yet been built, you should bear more burden. ”

"Yes, sir." X2 "Gentlemen," Zhao Kun jumped up from the bow of the boat and landed on the beach before the big boat at the front finished docking. "Good day! This is Nanhai Town, right, and who is the mayor here? ”

"Good day, sir." An old man with some leaky teeth walked out, accompanied by several young men dressed as militiamen with weapons, "I'm Sadney, the mayor of Nanhai Town, who are you?" ”

The man in front of him was dressed in rich armor and wore a cloak with the lion's head on it. Although the cloak was inconspicuous beyond the image above, the old mayor recognized at a glance that it was made of delicate squirrel skin, a cape made of this luxurious and comfortable material only used by the great nobles.

"Ah, I'm Bolt Boval, a duke from the Stormwind Kingdom."

The look on the old mayor's face became more respectful, anyway, there was a duke on the other side, wasn't it? And it's from the Storm Kingdom, one of the best of the seven kingdoms of mankind. Although that country is on the other side of the sea, you must know that Nanhai Town only belongs to the weakest of the Seven Kingdoms, the Alterac Kingdom, and the lord of Nanhai Town is only an earl. Even though the territory of this Lord Barov is very large, including most of the Otrank.

"Lord Duke, is this your fleet?"

Zhao Kun shook his head. Because of magic, news of the fall of Stormwind has spread among the upper echelons, and it is no secret that Lothar, the regent of Stormwind, led the former king Ryan's son Varian and the remnants of the army and refugees to the north. However, it is clear that these people in front of them do not belong to the upper class. They knew nothing about what was happening twenty miles away, and they could not feel the storm at all.

"I don't own this fleet, I'm just one of them."

As he spoke, the fleet was gradually approaching.

"This is a fleet that belongs to the kingdom!" Zhao Kun sighed, "On the ship are the nobles, commoners, and troops of the kingdom. In a way, we are refugees, just fleeing a very, terrible battle. We need to fix the place where we pick you up, and we need some food and water, and of course, we'll pay for it. ”

The old mayor nodded busily.

-- By this time, the passengers on the ship had already begun to disembark. The townsfolk relaxed slightly, but became more confused and worried.

The other party is human, there are men and women, judging by their height, there are children, their skin color ranges from white to brown, and their hairstyles are normal. None of these people were monsters, nor were they the aliens that the townsfolk had heard of but had never seen. Nor did they seem to have come for the war, because most of these visitors were not soldiers. It can be said that they are not like invaders, but more like they have escaped from some kind of disaster.

It's just that the number of people on the other side is too much, and just the soldiers who got off the first few big boats are enough to bulldoze Nanhai Town dozens of times. More ships are still arriving, and the crews are slowly landing one after another.

Still, they're orderly. Some of them lay down on the shore and cheered, and were immediately driven away by those in armor, while others, having gained a foothold and were busy breathing some fresh air, were led to assemble not far away, while the young men began to set up tents......

The fog gradually dissipated and disappeared in the morning light. The townspeople saw more clearly that this was not an army, but that a large part of it was still women and children, many of them ragged and very thin. They are just a bunch of refugees, a bunch of refugees who have suffered some kind of catastrophe. Even those who were in armor or armed with weapons had tired faces. Those who were richly dressed and looked like nobles were also disgraced.

Still, there were a few of them who were full of energy and looked like the Duke of Berval. The man who led the boat alighted with fire in his eyes.

He was tall, balding, with a resolute face and a bushy beard. His armor had clearly been through countless battles, and the hilt was exposed behind his shoulder, making it look like a greatsword. But instead of weapons, he was holding two small children in his arms. And it was this man who was respectfully called regent by the duke who came down first. He even bowed to the two children in his arms, calling them Your Majesty and Princess.

Behind him, a strange fellow walked side by side, a tall man with broad shoulders, thin and gray-haired, but with a determined step. The man was wrapped in a tattered violet robe, carrying a wooden cane that looked like a chicken leg magnified many times, and carrying a torn rucksack. His costume is made of beautiful materials, but it is condensed into pieces due to too much contact with sea salt, and it is very tattered like the people around him.

"A majesty and a princess?" The old mayor shuddered, "And Lord Regent and Lord Mage......"

The townsfolk exchanged glances, laid down their weapons, and saluted in the manner of the old mayor.

"My lord, there are still a lot of vacant buildings and vacant lots in our town......"

"Let the women, the elderly, and the children in. The army and the young men remained outside the town and set up camp. Zhao Kun spoke, "Reginald! He shouted, and a young herald appeared beside him.

"What does the Duke command?"

"Take a squadron of men in and keep order. If there is trouble, it will be dealt with by military law. After speaking, he turned to the old mayor and his party, "Who are the sheriffs and militia captains here?" ”

"Lord Duke, I'm Marcus Redpass, sheriff of Southsea."

"Lord Duke, I'm Henny Mareb, Captain of the Militia."

Zhao Kun nodded, "Both, I know you are instinctively wary of strangers. The king, regent, and duke of the Stormwind Kingdom are all reasonable people, so they don't use the name of nobility to oppress people. We will first let the women, the elderly and children of the refugees into the town, try not to cause chaos for you, and hope that you can also bring people and our soldiers together to maintain good order, and do not have some things that are not good-looking and destroy the relationship between our two sides. We will pay for the cost of the refugees, of course, after so many days of drifting at sea, I can't let those noble lords stay honestly in the camp that has not yet been built, you should bear more burden. ”

"Yes, sir." X2 (To be continued.) )