New Order of Azeroth

Vanessa's orders to Little Fordring and the Hand of Tyr were to train troops. Madness is not the foundation of a country, but reason. The Scarlet Crusade will slowly come out of its previous fanaticism, and this will take some time.

The armies of Hearthglen were given the designation of the Second Legion of Lordaeron by her, while the armies of the Hand of Tyr were organized into the Third and Fourth Legions.

These three legions are not full. The second legion can be expanded to 3,000 men if it is exhausted, and the third and fourth legions only have 5,000 men each.

Whether it is the number of soldiers or weapons and equipment, they are far behind her direct lineage's First Legion.

But it doesn’t matter, set up the shelf first and expand it slowly later.

"Supplies...do I still have supplies in hand now?" Vanessa was worried in Hearthglen. The three new legions were not full of people, and the gaps in weapons and equipment were also frighteningly large.

In the past, they could only overcome it, but now that they have a boss, of course they have to ask for it.

Little Fording knew that His Highness did not understand military affairs, so he spent time and listed for her the standard configuration of Lordaeron's regular army in his memory on a long piece of parchment.

Vanessa was dumbfounded on the spot. She thought that she would be done with a helmet and a spear, but she was told that it was still far from enough!

She knew that the regular army and the militia were different, but she never expected that the gap was so big.

As a standard Lordaeron infantry, in addition to armor, each soldier must have a short sword, a spear, a long bow, three bowstrings, two quivers, fifty iron arrows, and Lordaeron Two war robes marked by Lun, a sheepskin grain bag, a water bag, a rice basin, a salt bag, a herb bag, two whetstones, and a chisel.

Soldiers cannot wear armor all the time when marching, as it would be too tiring, so they also need a set of cloth clothes, cloth trousers, and a hat, three pairs of shoes, and a set of blankets, felts, and bedding for sleeping... .

Vanessa looked from top to bottom. The half-meter-long parchment made her sweat. She turned her wrist and found that there was more behind it!

How much does this damn thing cost?

Seeing little Fording's serious face, she scratched her head in distress: "Okay, okay, Lord Fording, you reminded me well, I understand, I...I'll find a way... .”

Her voice trembled, and little Fording, who had a rather military demeanor, turned around and left neatly.

"Where can I get these things?" She was a little confused looking at the long parchment.

Of course you can make ends meet, but it's not a long-term solution. After all, this is a regular army, not a militia organization.

Vanessa copied all the demands on the parchment, and then began to think about it. The key to raising supplies is nothing more than "cheating". It is best to pay very little and gain a lot... .... She thought repeatedly, is there such a big head in Azeroth now?

She left Hearthglen that day and headed west alone. She stayed at Shadowfang Castle for one night and briefly explained a few things before setting off to fly south.

Materials will not appear out of thin air, and sometimes even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them.

Stormwind City is almost empty of supplies, Bolvar is scraping the land like crazy now, and Vanessa really can't find anything in the south.

Thanks to her, Darius Crowley, the great lord of Gilneas who was easily defeated by the king in the original time and space, is now fighting fiercely with the king's army. The two sides have been fighting around the royal capital for three months, and there is still no winner. burden.

Transforming into a giant eagle, Vanessa flew around Gilneas. This human country was like a pot of porridge, with wars happening everywhere she looked.

Weaponry? War horse? Sorry, we are lacking too! If you have any, can you sell us some?

Dalaran is still being rebuilt, and the royal capital of Arathi has been occupied by thieves and ogres. Vanessa looked around and found that everyone is now very poor. In the end, she can only target overseas, and that is you, Kurti Lars!

...

The largest island east of Kul Tiras, Drustvar.

The Waycrest family is the owner of this huge island. It is quite rich in products, but it is gloomy and not suitable for human habitation. The island has a population of about 70,000 to 80,000 people.

House Waycrest is one of the four major houses of Kul Tiras, along with House Proudmoore, House Stormsong, and House Ashvane.

The Waycrest family came to this land 2,500 years ago with the first generation of family owners. They used a long period of time to finally conquer the indigenous people on this land and took root.

The family has stated in documents and various public statements to the outside world that what they defeated were all natives and beasts, not intelligent life.

Some scholars think they are lying, because Drustvar has been surrounded by all kinds of strange things for many years.

The dark forest, strange diseases, and the disappearance of people and livestock have left this land shrouded in a faint mist.

When Daelin Proudmoore, Jaina's father, suppressed the other three major families from ruling Kul Tiras, the island underwent some changes.

The old hero and someone really have the same interests, both are far-sighted figures... The old man gave the order, burn! Most of the forests across Drustvar were burned. UU Reading www.uukａnshu.netｔ

The Drustvars made weapons for Kul Tiras, and the entire region prospered.

Unfortunately, as the old hero died, there was no national support, and no one wanted the ordnance he forged. The area fell silent as before. The forest once again occupied the cultivated land, and the prosperity of the territory was cut in half. The contemporary lord Arthur Waycrest therefore He fell ill and his condition became more and more serious.

Mrs. Waycrest, who was deeply in love with her husband, begged the other three major families that she was willing to pay any price as long as she could save her husband, but the lords of Kul Tiras rejected her. Everyone was busy fighting for power, and who had time to spare? Take care of her.

Mrs. Waycrest locked herself in the mansion and thought hard about how to save her husband.

"Madam..." The maid knocked on the door softly, as softly as a mosquito. The lady she was serving usually had a bad temper and looked down on the poor. Now that she was in a bad mood, it would be even harder to serve her, but The maid still had to come.

There was no response when she knocked on the door. The maid put her ear to the door and listened carefully. She felt that there was someone inside, so she pretended to be brave and shouted again.

"There is a doctor... She said she came from the east..." Before she could finish her words, the door was suddenly opened, revealing Vickrey, who had a stern face and high cheekbones. Mrs. Si appeared in front of her.

The maid was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head.

"Where is the doctor? Which country is the doctor from?" Mrs. Waycrest asked sharply.

How could the little maid know this information? She babbled for a long time without saying a clear word.

Mrs. Waycrest strode out of the room without the maid following her. She walked along the corridor and through the courtyard to the front hall. When she opened the door, she saw a woman in red robe sitting there reading a book.