Witchcraft

Chapter 61 War Refugees
A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the signal of war has become more and more clear, and a large number of refugees began to appear in Stormwind City.

Humans' usual tactic is to create panic, and there is nothing more effective than refugees. The Gezi Bloodhoof tribe closest to the human world has been overwhelmed by the enemy, and all the tauren warriors have been killed.

There are only thousands of women and children of various ethnic groups and tribes left. They can only sleep on the streets and beg along the streets in Stormwind City. They look very pitiful, but the poor orcs do not have much capital to support refugees.

"Yinyue, how are the food preparations going?" Luo Xin was cooking porridge in a hurry. She exchanged all her wealth for food, hoping that these poor refugees would not starve to death.

"My lord priest, we can last another week. If there is no food, there is nothing we can do." Yinyue didn't smile anymore. This was the first time he faced a war. He hadn't even seen the enemy yet. He had already felt it. The cruelty of war.

If there is no food, then you can only grab it!

An inexplicable meaning flashed in Luo Xin's eyes, and he thought of those sand bandits in the Blackwater Desert. Those villains who did many evils would always prepare a large amount of food to prevent them from running out of food in the desert.

And if he needs to defeat the sand bandits, he now needs an army of tauren, only devout tauren can destroy those villains.

Finally, it was time to serve the porridge. The ragged orc in front of him looked disheveled, and his face was full of desire for food.

"Thank you, sir, the Lord God sent a great broken jade claw, which is the blessing of the orcs."

"The Lord God will bless Miss Broken Jade Claw, and bless the holy priest."

"Thank you, thank you!"

The orcs expressed their sincere thanks, and those who give charcoal in a timely manner are always respected. At this moment, Luo Xin's name was blown by the wind, and soon everyone knew it.

Everyone in Stormwind City knows that there is a beautiful Broken Jade Claw, and she is an angel of mercy sent by the Lord God.

"Lord Luo Xin, long time no see!" A tauren woman summoned up her courage and greeted her.

This person is a member of the Feng's Bloodhoof Tribe, and later defected to the Gai's Bloodhoof Tribe. Unexpectedly, after a few short months, she has become a refugee.

Luo Xin still has an impression of her. This woman once asked her to name her. Her son should be called Feng Shuo, which is exactly the name she chose.

"Long time no see, where's your son?" Luo Xin recognized her and asked casually.

An ordinary question made the tauren shed tears, his eyes were full of sadness, as if he had tasted all the pain and sorrow in the world, but just a few months ago, this tauren was living happily in his own tribe.

The woman didn't answer, she lowered her head and wept, Luo Xin smiled wryly.

Without thinking about it, this tauren lost his young son, the child who was bathed in the glory of the main god, and returned to the embrace of the main god before he even learned to walk.

"My child, don't cry, your life is still long, next time I will name your child again." Luo Xin's magical words came out like money.

The woman took a big bowl of porridge and left in a daze. Luo Xin didn't look back until she disappeared from sight, and made up her mind to find Gu Liu later and set off for the Black Water Desert.

According to intelligence, those shameful abandoned by gods, the bandits who did all kinds of evil in the desert, have now turned to humans and become pawns. This is an existence that orcs cannot tolerate.

Inside the main hall of the temple!
"Lord Saint, I request to send troops to the Blackwater Desert to pull out the human minions!" Luo Xin pleaded loudly.

The corner of Gu Liu's mouth was bent into an arc, His Highness's Broken Jade Claw, poured all his expectations, the power of the orcs needs to continue, and this Broken Jade Claw is undoubtedly the best candidate.

"The sand bandits are colluding with humans. I will form a 2000-strong Tauren army. As the priest of the army, if you solve the sand bandits, you will march along the desert and cut off the enemy's retreat." Gu Liu's eyes An unknown meaning flashed across.

Two thousand tauren?
This power seems to be a bit too strong. Maybe so many people are not needed, and more troops are needed to defend the city of Guliu.

"My lord, I don't need 2000 people, maybe only 1000 people can end the sand bandits." Luo Xin still decided to speak out.

"So after the victory, you stay in the desert and are attacking the rear of the humans. The most important thing is to contain the flanks of the humans." Gu Liu said what he had thought about a long time ago.

There is an unfathomable intention hidden in Gu Liu's eyes, this is a war that cannot be won, and he decided to put the future of the orc on this broken jade claw. If he can win the Blackwater Desert, then this future Priests of the gods will be able to live in safety.

And Gu Liu was planning to die in this hopeless war.

"There are still refugees..." Luo Xin originally planned to help the refugees find a way out, but now she simply said it, but she was interrupted by Gu Liu.

"You take the refugees and some women and children with you. You can divide up five hundred troops to take care of these people. If you rob the food in the desert, you can settle down there! Anyway, the sand bandits don't lack territory." Gu Liu stopped Luo Xin and wanted to say If so, further arrangements have been made.

If you want to occupy the desert for a long time, then the bandits' base just happens to be the base, and in the base, women and children cannot be missing, they are the real future.

"Your subordinate obeys." Luo Xin finally felt relieved.

This is also good, it can help Gu Liu to share the pressure, Luo Xin counts these refugees on her own head.

"Let's go early, let's go tomorrow! The war is imminent, and you will have a month to get there." Gu Liu is afraid of long nights and dreams.

With the Blackwater Desert as the base, with the nameless forest at its back, if Luo Xin goes well, she will become the great lord of that side, leaving a spark for the orcs in the Stormwind Province.

Luo Xin turned around to say goodbye full of thoughts, while Gu Liu looked deeply at the child's back, with a hint of relief finally showing on his face.

This broken jade claw may be able to fulfill this great wish, after all, she is the future priest of the god, but all of this has nothing to do with Guliu, who has tried her best for Stormwind City all her life, this old man is already too tired, and just wants to return to the embrace of the main god.

Temple entrance!

"How's it going, my lord priest?" Feng Yang asked hastily.

This matter was related to the tauren refugees and the tauren army, so Feng Yang had to be anxious.

"Master Gu Liu asked me to take all the tauren to go out, it feels weird!" Luo Xin always felt a little strange, this time the mission was very strange.

"Great!" Feng Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The number of tauren was originally small, and now there are probably less than 1 tauren in Stormwind Province, but this time there may be 3000 of them, and with the rest of the orc group, there are 2.

Even counting only the regular army, there are two thousand strong tauren, enough to level the Blackwater Desert.

(End of this chapter)