It's hard to know who named the western wilderness, but on this peninsula of large plains and small hilly mountains, yellow is the dominant color, as if it is a magical dye, and even in the spring when it is full of life, most of the plants are yellow, making people feel barren yellow at first glance.

It is located in the southwest of today's Storm Kingdom, the geographical environment of the peninsula, but because of the distortion of the terrain in the coastal area and the ravages of many fish-man tribes, there is no deep-water port, and it is next to Elvinson to the east, the original mother land of the Kingdom of Azeroth, the dense jungle should have spread into the wilderness, but it was cut off by the Teroran River. Dagger Ridge in the south is the only hilly mountain, and although it is barren, it is a natural barrier, ruthlessly blocking the prying eyes of the southern troll tribe.

Once, it was the main mining area of the Kingdom of Azeroth, nearly sixty percent of the kingdom's iron ore, thirty percent of all kinds of precious metals came from here, of course, counting the mage's favorite, the production of various rare gems, in the continental mineral market, the western wilderness has always been a thorn in the eye of the group of dwarves in the north.

It was also once one of the main grain producing areas of the Azeroth Kingdom, with Moon Creek City as the center, surrounded by Alexton Plains, Latin Plains, and Dust Plains, all of which were fertile soil all over the farms.

However, war broke out. The bloodthirsty greenskins invaded the country, the wise and wise King Ryan was assassinated in full view, the royal capital fell in the green torrent, and the remnants of the people went into exile in the north. And the forgotten corner of the Western Wilderness did not escape this disaster, the war-ravaged Elwin has been destroyed, the remnants of the royal capital who fled to Lordaeron destroyed everything that could be destroyed, especially food, and left not a single grain left, and the victorious orcs wounded a thousand enemies and damaged eight hundred to attack Stormwind City, but only got an empty broken city. The beasts who ran out of food naturally stared at the western wilderness in the corner, and the green skins all over the mountains crossed the Taylor River, easily breaking through the political and cultural center of the western wilderness, Moon Creek City. Humanity was enslaved, estates were encroached upon, and mines were destroyed. For a time, the rich western wilderness had exhausted all its essence, and the water was like hell.

Although in the end, under the leadership of Saladin's descendant, Generalissimo Anduin Lothar, the Human Alliance finally defeated the beasts, the kingdom of Stormwind was restored, and the western wilderness began to rebuild its former richness, but the people were immersed in the joy of rebuilding Stormwind, and the main hero of the rebuilding of Stormwind, Edwin Van Cleef, led the craftsmen to rebel against Stormwind and raise the banner of rebellion in the western wilderness.

In the makeshift conference hall of Moonbrook City, the only fortress city in the Western Wilderness, and the real political center of the entire Western Wilderness, Tirius sat in the corner of the conference round table in the city's temporary conference hall, watching the big drama on the stage silent.

"This time, Defia is menacing, the twelve villages and four small towns attached to Moon Creek City, especially Boulder Town, have lost contact, do we have to wait until the other party climbs the top of the city before attacking!" With Cen Liang's bald head and a pitch-black full-body heavy armor colliding with the wave of his hands, Baron Nifau, the garrison of Moon Creek City, roared while knocking the round table around.

"The letter I received was for support of Moon Creek City, not for some initiative. ”

"That is, as long as you hold on to Moon Creek City, even if you lose a little territory around you, Fidia will eventually retreat. ”

"There are not many troops in Yuexi City, so it's better to defend the city safely. ”

The nobles at the round table did not give any face to the irascible garrison, several grain-producing plains around Yuexi City are the essence of the western wilderness, and there used to be several big nobles, but most of them bore the brunt of the orc invasion, almost dead and wounded, and now they have been pocketed by the royal family of the Stormwind Kingdom, and the many nobles who rushed to the aid this time are almost some marginal small nobles, although they were all damaged in the war, but they all survived tenaciously. It is impossible for these nobles to expend their own small forces for the sake of the king's private domain, with no real benefit, and with a few words of speech alone.

On the other hand, as the only remaining native earl, the county of Jangorod, where Tires was located, became the largest nobleman at present. That's why Count Tirius can look at the excitement on the table so indifferently, and most of the minor nobles are also happy with Tiris's silence, which is also a certain degree of praise, originally afraid that the other party would impulsively send troops regardless of the interests of the nobles because of his young age, but now it seems that this new earl is still very good.

"I think," he knocked on the round table, and Tirius looked at the many nobles in silence with satisfaction.

"It is the duty of our vassals to defend Yuexi City, so we gathered all our private troops to rush to Yuexi City. But guarding the entire Western Plains with the private soldiers of the local nobility is a bit too much, Baron Nifau. ”

As a nobleman who was airdropped into the Western Wilderness, Nifuo not only served as the garrison officer of Moon Creek City, but also had the right to form the Western Garrison Corps, although due to the lack of population and funds, the so-called Western Garrison Corps currently has only two dissatisfied garrison corps;

"Lord Earl Tailaner, I just hope that you can get some people out, the population growth of the Western Wilderness has been very slow in recent years, and the recruitment work is very difficult, and it is difficult for me to organize an effective defense to protect this land. ”

Nifoo looked at the young earl on the other side of the round table with a gloomy face, because of the initial turmoil, especially the fall of Yuexi City, which caused a sharp decline in the population of the western wilderness, but in fact, many of the population of the central region were not killed, but dispersed to the remote areas of the peninsula, as the great nobles in the north of the peninsula, the Jangolord region received a large number of displaced people, and after the war, these populations naturally became the private citizens of various nobles, which greatly affected the population recovery of the central region, and the central region is a grain-producing area, there is not enough population, a lot of fertile soil began to be barren, and grain production was reduced, which hindered the recovery of the central region, like a vicious circle, the royal family of the Stormwind Kingdom has swallowed the central fertile soil of the Western Wilderness inauthentically, and the native nobles of the Western Wilderness have also retaliated against the royal family in all aspects.

"This land... Lord Viscount Rhaenm, I have heard that your wife is from the former Achilleston family. Ignoring the wide-eyed baron, Tirius turned to one of the nobles next to him.

"Yes, Lord Earl, Elland is the sister of the former Lord Count of Achilleston. The middle-aged nobleman, who had a comfortable face, gritted his teeth and looked at Baron Nifo, and then said.

"Currently, the sole heir to the county of Alexton. ”

Tirius smiled slightly, and turned his head to look at a white-haired old man standing behind him, although the round table is a kind of democratic meeting, but there is also a certain threshold, under normal circumstances, such as the Western Wilderness, only the viscount and above are eligible to sit on the seat, and other low-level nobles can only stand, with the right to observe, without the right to propose, but now the Western Wilderness nobles are withering, and even the former large conference hall was destroyed in the war, and can only be simply used to use a round table, so now the baron can take the seat, and the lord can only stand and observe。

"Lord Aklala, Master of Engineering, brother of Count Tilsu Sardine, Count Tilsu Sardine of the County of Sardinia, and ......"

"That's enough, Tai Lan'er, I'm not here to talk to you and these nobles about these useless genealogies, don't you want to avenge your father!" said Nifo, blushing, pushing away the attendant who had come up to serve him wine.

"Baron Nifo, please pay attention to your words and deeds, I will find out how my father died, I just remind you that the owner of this land, even after the destruction of the country, still clings to his homeland, and we have never given up our land. Also, no matter who makes a move against Tai Lan'er, they will have to pay the price of blood, so that's all for today's meeting. ”

With that, Tirius got up and left, followed by all the nobles except Nef'o.

"You shouldn't be so impatient. The waiter, who had fallen to the ground, said suddenly.

Baron Nifau, who had been furious, turned his face in surprise and watched as the figure on the ground began to change like plasticine, and finally took shape, and a solid person wrapped in a pure black cloak appeared in front of him.

"My lord, I'm just a warrior, and I'd rather stain my armor red with my own blood on the battlefield than haggle with these hyenas here. ”

"The kingdom is in turmoil, and I sent you here in the hope that you will be baptized and become a pillar, and you are no longer a warrior, but a baron nobleman in the western wilderness!" the voice in the cloak stern.

"But I've done my best, uncle. But in the past few years, I haven't even been able to form a decent corps, and there are a few grain-producing plains, but the harvest is poor every year, I thought that Lao Tai Lan'er would get better when he died, but, as you can see, just now, that Tirius has completely integrated all the nobles when I didn't notice, no, all the nobles spontaneously gathered around him. And I can only yell and scream like a fool, I." The bald man, the faster he spoke, his eyes turned red, the nobles of the western wilderness probably never thought that the vicious Baron Nifå would have such a vulnerable side.

A pale hand slapped on Baron Nifau's bald head, if it were someone else, this berserk would definitely cut off the opponent's head as soon as possible, but at this moment, the bald man looked at the old man opposite with a look of grievance.

faded black head, short bright silver hair, except for the wrinkles on his face, it can be vaguely seen that the other party is young and can be regarded as a romantic character. After the old man slapped his bald head, he slowly touched it, his height was not enough, but the bald man seemed to habitually kneel down on one knee.

"My Nif'o is almost thirty years old, and your mother's face is still faintly visible. ”

"It would be miserable if my mother looked like me. The bald man tugged at the corners of his mouth and said in a suffocated voice.

Smack, another slap, but for a thick-skinned berserk it's almost like being bitten by a mosquito, but he didn't dare to interject anymore.

"Nif'o, uncle is old—" The old man slowly put on his cloak.

"I'm here to inform you that Stormwind has vetoed a decision to support the Wild West. ”

"What, those parliamentary hyenas, they're just—" Before they could start scolding, they were hit on the head again.

"Second, I will be ordered to assassinate Edwin Van Cleef. Without waiting for Nifu'o to reply, the figure gradually faded away.

"What!Uncle!" The bald man jumped up, only to see the disappearing black robe, stretched out his hand but grabbed a void, and rushed out of the conference room, but it was the moon and stars, and there was no trace of it, so he stomped his foot and turned around and walked towards the nobles' lounge.