After leaving Stormwind, they quickly entered the Elwyn Forest.
It's August, and the Elwyn Forest is full of life and greenery.
This area, which had been vigorously cleaned up by the Duke of Berval, was now safe and orderly.
Fishmen, gnoll bandits, forest wolves, and all sorts of beasts have retreated into the depths of the forest after learning the hard lesson, and the Brotherhood of Defia, who had been making trouble, has also withdrawn from the area after being absorbed by Diego.
Along the flat avenue that crossed the forest, they spent ten days walking from the town of Shining Gold all the way to the East Valley Watchtower.
Whether it's the town of Shining Gold or the East Valley Lumberyard, the people are nervous and hurried, just as one can tell from the migratory birds flying to the warmer south that winter is coming, and civilians who have just recovered from a series of wars and have not lived a few years of peace can deduce from every sign that war is imminent – and a big war.
Just half a month ago, the king first issued a call for feathered spears, and almost all the legionnaires were quickly assembled, while the magistrates organized all the villages and towns to conduct a great hunt in all the forests and wildernesses of the kingdom.
The scale of the hunt was so large that even the oldest inhabitants could not remember if there had ever been one in the past - the first orc war had started in such a hurry that the kingdom had fallen before the kingdom could be mobilized.
Thousands of residents took part in the hunt, and small animals such as grizzly bears, timberwolves, wild boars, stags, and hares were almost piled up.
The game is skinned, cut and then smoked right in the forest.
Along the road, there was an endless stream of wagons carrying bacon to the warehouses of military supplies, apparently for the army that was about to go on the march.
The hides were sent to Stormwind's leather workshops, where they were made into fine military leather and chain mail.
People understand what this means, because since ancient times, whenever a king was preparing a large expedition, he always ordered a large-scale hunt.
Whether it's Lordaeron in the north or Stormwind in the south, this has become the norm.
The main road was full of conscripted soldiers, all on their way to their legion camps, some east, others on their way to Stormwind.
When they saw the dwarven legions marching in formation, they always asked them questions in a loud voice.
In their opinion, this army that has been assembled clearly knows more than they know.
"Hey, man, where are you going?"
"Any idea who we're going to fight?
Orcs or Scourge Legion?
” But no one paid any attention to them, and when they were not drinking, the dwarves were as silent as solid rocks.
But people didn't expect to get an answer from these aliens—although the relationship between dwarves and humans has always been iron, aliens are aliens, not as affectionate as humans themselves—and their eyes were focused on the camel in the flock.
Not only the conscripted soldiers, but even some passers-by looked at him curiously, wanting to hear what he had to say.
Compared to the dwarves riding goats, Diego was noticeably taller than the East Valley horses, and from that point of view, it would not be wrong to say that he was a camel from the flock, but Diego would rather not be so dazzling.
Looking at the expectant gazes around him, Diego knew he had to say something.
He coughed - not to draw attention, but because the dust on the road was just too big.
"We're on our way to the Cursed Lands!"
Like a boulder thrown into the water, the crowd was in an uproar, and many people shouted at once.
"I'll just say, it's an orc!
They have come out of the dark portal again!
” "Why aren't these orcs dead yet?
Doesn't it mean that their world is on the verge of destruction?
” "Can we win?"
There was a lot of talk, and Diego had to cough several times to calm them down.
Well, this cough is really to get people to listen carefully.
"It doesn't matter who we're fighting, orcs, trolls, or even demons, but who are we going to fight valiantly, without fear of bloodshed and sacrifice?
Isn't it to protect our own homeland, our own loved ones?
After the fall of Stormwind, we were forced to leave our homeland and flee to Lordaeron in the north.
Diego tortured people's hearts with a series of rhetorical questions in the most fierce tone, inspiring their fighting spirit, and finally, he raised his right hand, and the surging holy light burst out from his hand like a burning torch, "This time, we finally have the opportunity to take our fate into our own hands, what reason do we have not to fight for ourselves?"
Go to battle, valiant warriors!
We will be victorious, for the Light is with us!
” "That's right!"
"Humanity will win!"
"The Light is with us!"
As if it had been ignited, people shouted loudly, and the crowd was excited and enthusiastic.
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After a while, their emotions gradually calmed down, and they dispersed in all directions under the guidance of the sheriff who arrived.
Although they did not get the answers they wanted, the encouraged soldiers were so motivated that they even walked much more briskly, at least, they knew what they were fighting for.
"You're such a natural pastor!"
Looking at the scattered crowd, Brian?
Copperbeard couldn't help but sigh beside Diego.
"I'd rather rush to the front line and kill a few more demons!"
Diego said disapprehantly, but the dwarf didn't agree with him.
"Maybe you haven't realized that your role is far more important than a big soldier, and in many people's hearts, you are like a banner leading their way."
Diego didn't say anything more, he didn't want to complicate himself so much, he had always been clear about his goal, it always was.
It took them a few more days to join the Second Legion of the Kingdom at the East Valley Watchtower.
This legion was originally formed as a second-line reserve for the Twelfth Legion fighting the Orcs in the Red Ridge Mountains, so it was not completely disbanded after returning from the expedition to Zurgrab, but retained half of its personnel, and most of the soldiers of this legion were natives of the East Valley Lumberyards, and they assembled quickly, and they were the first of several legions to prepare for the expedition.
The commander of the Second Legion, a veteran in his mid-fifties, was ordered to obey the command of Count Diego.
For this famous young nobleman, he was very cooperative and led his legion to join the expeditionary force.
They headed east, turning south at the triangular junction of the Red Ridge Mountains, and then crossed the Dark River into the Twilight Forest region.
A few days later, they arrived in Nighttown.
The Third Legion's assembly was located here, but it now seemed that it was still some time away from completing the assembly.
After returning from the expedition to Zulghrab, the Third Army was disbanded, leaving only four companies as a standing force.
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After Duke Eberlock's letter of help, the companies were sent here.
During this time, they had cleared the Twilight Forest of werewolves, undead and ogres with the help of the Night's Watch, but it would take at least two weeks for the other six companies to converge from all over the kingdom.
Diego met among them his old acquaintance, Baron Rainier, and by order of the king, the would-be son-in-law of Duke Eberlock was incorporated into the Third Legion, where he became a company commander.
If it weren't for the imminent war, Rainier would have had to drag Diego to get drunk, and to be honest, he couldn't remember how much he owed the other party.
The expeditionary force took a short break in Nighttown, and then set out on the expedition again without waiting for the Third Legion to complete its assembly.