As the largest city on the Eastern Kingdoms continent, Stormwind's port size has always been far from that of this magnificent city.
Compared to several large ports on the west coast, the ports of Stormwind are only medium at best.
This situation did not change until the Alliance's expedition to the northern continent of Northrend.
But now, the port, which has not yet been expanded, still looks cramped and crowded.
The most direct proof of this is that there are only four or five large berths and more than 20 medium-sized berths on the dock here, and if there are more ships entering the port, there will be no stoppage here.
In fact, if it weren't for the Stormwind fleet's conversion of the northern part of the harbor into a military port, the berths here would have at least doubled.
But all the residents of Stormwind and the merchants who came here to do business had no complaints, because everyone knew that in this troubled world of sea monsters and pirates, a strong escort fleet was very necessary.
However, although the port throughput is not top-notch, it is still very busy as an important passage for people and goods to enter and exit Stormwind.
Travelers, merchants, and dock workers are busy all day long, earning money for themselves and bringing countless wealth to the city.
Commander Sharp, dressed in standard armor, stood next to the statue of a lion at the top of the harbor, overlooking the harbor.
He was a veteran of two orc wars, and he rose to this position step by step by virtue of his heroic performance in the war.
Although countless people longed for this fat and oily position, the king chose him from among many officers because of his devotion to duty.
But to be honest, he didn't like this kind of transactional work, but was more eager to return to the army, eager to rush to the front line of battle.
Perhaps this is why the king chose him.
However, ordinary people can't imagine that at his age, he still wants to fight and kill.
Sharpe was in his fifties, his beard was gray, and the hair on the top of his head was about to fall out, but his eagle-sharp eyes were still so fierce and majestic that the soldiers could not help but be afraid at the sight of them.
At this moment, the commander was frowning, looking intently in the direction of the sea.
"The Trolls of Thorn Valley want to summon the Blood God Haka, it's a big problem," the Commander held the statue's front legs, looking at the dense masts in the harbor, and countless dock workers were loading and unloading goods like ants, some of which were loaded with supplies destined for the Southern Thorn Valley, "Once they succeed, the Skull Splitter, the Blood Top, and other large and small troll clans will all gather under the banner of Zandalara, which will definitely threaten the security of the kingdom's southern border." ” Beside him, Adjutant Graves nodded in agreement.
This is also a veteran who has followed him for many years, already his deputy when Schape was a knight lieutenant.
"Hopefully King Ureon will stop them, four legions, the kingdom has not mobilized on such a large scale for a long time.
I really envy the guys who are still in the legion, and to be honest, I really regret moving into the garrison now. ” Sharpe glanced at his old buddy.
"So, do you blame me?
I took you with me to the port guard!
” "Oh, of course not, the current army is all young people's world, and people of our age can't eat it anymore!"
Graves casually explained that he and Sharpe were old friends, and he would not be intimidated by the blame of his old friend.
"That's right, I sent my youngest son to the Seventh Legion some time ago, hoping that he can find an opportunity to make meritorious contributions there and enter the vision of His Majesty the King."
Sharpe said with emotion.
They are people from the time of the old King Ryan, and although they think they are impeccable in terms of loyalty and ability, they are too old to keep up with the young King Varian.
The same is true of the kingdom rebuilt from the ruins, although it has experienced the chaos of the king's disappearance and the black dragon disaster in the past few years, after the return of King Varian, it has quickly completed its own transformation and is once again on the right path.
"There will be a chance, His Majesty has always been discerning."
Greaves said confidently.
Sharpe nodded.
His Majesty has always been impartial, full of strength and determination, but, as one has seen, His Majesty is far more distinguished in fighting and directing battles than in domestic affairs.
For this expedition to the Valley of Thorns, Schape was not too worried.
Thinking of this, the commander couldn't help but look back in the direction of the city.
Stormwind is a city built on a hill, with a port connected back to a row of rooftops that stretch to the end of the valley.
The highest building in the city is the king's palace, the Storm Fortress.
On the days of the king's expedition, the Duke of Berval acted as regent and handled political affairs inside.
Prince Anduin is following him to learn how to govern a nation.
At this moment, the bell of the huge lighthouse on the northern island rang again, and the bell of the magic bell floated across the wide sea, far away, and could be heard clearly in almost the entire harbor area.
Built by the dwarves, this lighthouse is almost the largest in the entire Eastern Kingdom, serving as both a lighthouse and a bell tower, and also serves as a watchtower.
The bell struck three times in a row, signaling that a ship had entered the harbor.
Sharpe looked up and saw a sailboat with large sails on all sides coming around the back of the lighthouse and heading towards the harbor.
"It's a ship coming back from Minethil Harbor."
Graves recognized the ship's flag at once.
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"There's been a while since there's been a ship coming from there, and this is supposed to be the first ship to come back from Minethil Harbor this month, something must have happened over there, I just don't know if it's a storm or pirates."
The commander pulled out a goblin telescope and placed it in front of his eyes.
Then, he saw the new planks on the hull that had just been replaced, in different shades of color, like patches, and said, "Wow, I bet this ship must have gone through a big fight!"
Judging by the degree of its repair, it can escape the catastrophe, which is not easy. ” "Indeed, by the words on the side of its ship, the Virgin, I think it seems to be a ship belonging to the Treasure Bay to the south."
"Do you see its rear mast?
A noble emblem flag, there is actually a nobleman on this ship!
Sharpe moved the goblin telescope, trying to make out the pattern on the flag.
"I don't know anything about heraldry."
Graves complained that this was a common problem for civilian officers, and that the meaning of the intricate coats of arms was nothing short of ghostly to them.
"This flag is blue, and it seems to be the nobles of Stormwind."
Schape said uncertainly.
"The lion and the black dragon, and the shield emblem pierced by the pillar of light, have you ever seen this emblem in Stormwind?"
Graves asked, somewhat dazed.
"No, though, he's always going to come ashore, and we'll know who he is!"
The Commander finally said, and he took a step in the direction of the docks, completely unaware that he had been canonized as a member of the nobility many years ago, "Go, man, let's go see what the hell is going on!"
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