Magatha didn't express anything about the big circle drawn by Prell. After seeing the forest destroyed like this, she suddenly felt that she had previously thought that Prell had great ambitions, but now it seemed that this
At least the kobolds are not radical or greedy, because everyone knows that if the venture capital companies are allowed to continue destroying the forest, the Wind Valley will eventually become like the Coke Valley, and it will be impossible to support enough population to survive.
Merry Dongfeng came over and took a look. He had a detached status among the people accompanying the army. Prell didn't know what this weird old mage was thinking, but he knew at least one thing. As long as Thresh Kingdom did not declare war on mankind,
, then there is a high probability that this old mage will not interfere in any affairs.
If he had lived for three thousand years, he would feel that many things in the world could no longer arouse his interest. He felt that Meili Dongfeng would probably be in this boring state.
Belga and Snu returned in the morning three days later, and they did not disappoint Prell's expectations. In fact, at first Prell wanted Belga to go alone. He was not afraid of trouble, but
In this year, he has grown a little taller. Among the entire kobold tribe, he can be said to be taller.
The conspicuous height is not conducive to hiding one's identity, so Belga, who has always been lively and adventurous, and Snu, who has always been thoughtful, became the best candidates to carry out the mission.
During the three days of waiting for Belga and Snu, Merry Dongfeng quickly changed from the initial admiration and awe among the entire military camp, mainly among the spellcasters, to a severely hit unconfidence and fear.
The old mage disliked everyone, and felt that all the spellcasters in the coalition were a bunch of rabble. Only Braylin. Fire Fist barely had some power, but the old mage's disgust and contempt for the warlocks, his naked hatred for the weak,
The disdain made everyone feel that their self-esteem had been seriously challenged.
In fact, Merry Dongfeng didn't have too many venomous words, but his disdainful attitude said it all, which made Prell helpless. If there was really a fight, he felt that the troops he brought could only fight
, but he didn’t have the confidence to stop Meili Dongfeng.
Meri Dongfeng is indeed proud of himself. Regardless of his qualifications of living for more than three thousand years, as a human, he is also a magic instructor in the city-state of Dalaran, and has taught countless humans and even elves.
They learn the arcane arts.
You must know that the earliest arcana was mastered by the elves and taught to humans. Meili Dongfeng was able to educate a large number of elven apprentices and disciples, which also illustrates his attainments in magic.
Therefore, from his proud attitude, Prell even felt that when Medivh said that Merry Winterwind had to follow him to the continent of Kalimdor because he could not defeat him, maybe Merry Winterwind had let him go.
But he did not continue to ask Medivh about this question. He did not think he could hear the truth from Medivh. As for asking Merry Winterwind? Prell thought it would be better to cause less trouble for himself.
According to the information brought back by Belga and Snu sneaking into the mine, there are more than 20 goblins left behind in the Gale Wind Mine today, mainly civilian personnel who do not have combat effectiveness; there are more than 70 ogres, and 200
Gnoll Overseer.
As for Black Wolf Lake, the dwarf craftsmen have all returned to Ironforge, and of the more than 200 goblin workers, only about 50 are left.
In other words, most of the goblins, dwarves and humans in the logging team have chosen to go home for the New Year. After all, in the past year, the Gale Valley under the leadership of Gresu has really made a lot of money. The goblins want
They go back to share the profits and arrange work plans for the next year, while the employees have to take the money they earn home to take care of their children, or have a great time.
Belga and Snu didn't say much about the other kobolds they were familiar with in the mine, although everyone knew that the two brothers had followed Prell and disappeared for more than two years. Perhaps they had died outside, which was full of dangers.
world.
It’s not that the kobolds don’t value family ties, but their strong fertility makes them very tolerant of the “loss” of their children. Seeing the sudden appearance of Belga and Snu, a small number of kobolds were inexplicably excited. Do they still remember Prey?
You once stood up for them and dueled with powerful jackals to gain more benefits!
It is a pity that the Gale Wind Mine has always lacked a leader with enough influence, so they hope that Prell will not die in the dangerous world outside. It is best to come back as soon as possible and win more basic information for them.
treatment.
Seeing Berger eagerly telling the kobolds their expectations for Prell, Prell smiled slightly. If it were in the past, he would probably still have a strong feeling for the kobolds as a group, "sorrowing for their misfortune and being angry for their misfortune."
"Attitude, but now he no longer thinks so.
He felt that since there were still some kobolds in the mine who believed in him, he should be the leader that fit the kobolds' minds and lead them to overthrow all injustice and all oppression.
Now seven days have passed since the New Year, and there is still a festive atmosphere in the mines and the direction of Black Wolf Lake. For the venture capital company forces inside the Gale Valley, there is no threat from the outside in the closed valley, and the tauren are busy in Mogore
Due to the construction, the kobolds in Rolling Rock Canyon seem to have undergone some changes, but it has no impact on them.
The biggest threats are the deep moss spiders and cliff thunder lizards inside the valley, as well as the occasional lynx and wild leopard that come in for food.
Fitzkus sat in his office, his heart still full of resentment. For no other reason than he originally followed Gazrouin to the Gale Mine, but Gazrouin was ostracized by the senior management of the venture capital company and stayed behind.
He serves as the representative of the mine.
However, the powerful Gresu deprived him of almost all his power, and Fizzix's status in the mines declined, just like a decoration to decorate Gazruin's face.
Gresu even proudly left Kalimdor a year ago, returned to the venture capital company's headquarters on Kezan Island to claim credit, and deliberately left Fizzix in the mine to guard it. Gresu was not worried about Fizzik.
Si seized power during this period, and he was confident that he had a firm grasp on the situation in the entire Gale Valley.
Therefore, although Fitzkus is the nominal temporary person in charge, in fact, other goblins from the Gresu faction have already intervened in various affairs of the mine, and he has no influence at all on Black Wolf Lake and the Jackal Camp.
force.
So at this moment, Fizzix was sitting boredly behind a large desk, reading a knightly novel written by a human writer in Stormwind City. He looked at the boy sitting in the corner of the room playing with a pile of books and building blocks.
Absher, the ogre's slave, suddenly felt envious of this silly slave.
According to Gresu's arrangements before leaving, the logging team will transport a batch of living supplies to the mine every seven days. A convoy just arrived yesterday and transported a batch of ore to the silt swamp.
According to the schedule, Gresu will not return to Stormdale in about seven or eight days. Naturally, the goblins do not have a Lantern Festival, but considering that some of the employees come from Stormwind City or even more distant Ironforge, the New Year's holiday is much longer.
.
The office area outside the mine has been expanded compared to when Prell left, but it is now deserted. There are only seven or eight goblin staff. The other goblins are all in the mine, continuing to count the days assigned to the dog head.
people's workload.
Lunch and dinner were brought by the chefs. Fitzkus didn't even bother to go out, and he had no appetite or appetite at all, so half of the dinner was given to Absher.
There was no one reporting to him. Fitzkus stayed alone in the office. He heard a few goblins walking to the living area after get off work outside. He looked at Absher who was dozing next to the fireplace. , and suddenly sighed.
Fitzkus was unwilling to leave in despair. After all, he had also invested in the Gale Mine. Although he was only a small shareholder with no say, he represented Mr. Gazruin after all. He was unwilling to lose Gazruin.
Because of the face.
After staying there until it got dark, Fitzkus lazily stood up, kicked Absher, and returned to his dormitory with the ogre slave.
Next door to the dormitory, a group of goblin staff gathered together to drink and chat. The noise could be heard faintly through the wooden wall. Fizzix looked out the window and saw that there were not many twinkling stars in the sky, so he closed the curtains and relaxed.
He sat comfortably in front of the fireplace and covered himself with a blanket. There was a bottle of wine on the small wooden table next to the sofa. He poured a glass and picked up a novel that he had not finished reading last night.
Absher sat next to him obediently, and then Fizzix began to read the novel softly. The ogre naturally did not understand the content and meaning contained in these words, but Fizzix was so bored that he almost went crazy.
He just used this to pass the time of being ignored and neglected.
To the west of the Gale Mine, Prell led his army to the outside of the waste yard where discarded gravel and slag were piled up everywhere.
Previously, a wooden fence was erected around the blast mine. However, as two years passed, more and more gravel was excavated in the mine, and the scrapyard continued to expand outwards, so the wooden fence was no longer enough.
, a dozen piles of rubble, like small hills, spread out along the edge of the wooden fence.
On the eastern edge of the scrapyard, there is a small Gnoll Oversight Camp, guarded by only about 20 Gnolls. However, due to the New Year, Fizzix's rights are not available, and the management of the entire mine is now very lax.
After all, Gresu, who had always been strict, had left, so these managers began to learn to be lazy and idle. A tauren druid quietly walked over and reported back after a while, saying that there were only 5 of the 20 gnolls.
While out on patrol, the others gathered together to drink.
Prell nodded. His battle plan remained unchanged, and it was still a night attack. The tauren race was born with slight night blindness, but after accepting Cenarius's druidry, they also learned to eat carrots.
and fish to supplement corresponding nutrients.
In fact, Prell did not know that tauren had such a racial hereditary disease before. Magatha took the initiative to tell her, and the latter thought that the holy light kobold should know.
The Wild Wind Valley is indeed worthy of the name "Wind". The wind howls in the night sky, and the wind blowing from the vast grassland of the barren land is blocked by the not-high mountains. Just hearing the sound of the wind can make people feel chilly.
Fortunately, Prell had prepared a lot for this. All the soldiers were wrapped in blankets and hiding quietly behind the rubble in the scrap yard. Relatively speaking, the harpies were the most uncomfortable, as their wings had to be shrunk.
Being in a blanket is really a torture.
But this little suffering is nothing to the three races in the army that have been suffering for a long time.
Prell looked at the dark sky. He still hadn't learned how to judge the time through the stars, so he gave this task to Lexa.
The night in the Windy Valley was quite cool, and there was even dew. Player noticed the low and uncontrollable sneezing sounds behind him, so he couldn't help but sneeze.
"You can do it!" Lexa came over and pointed at the sky. Prell looked up and saw that it was still dark. So he nodded and reached out to pat Belga who was huddled behind.