Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

After dinner, the two were still inseparable, so they simply went outside the tent to find a quiet grassland to lean on quietly.

In the blink of an eye, the second day came, and Narante's team was finally ready to leave.

"Nalante, you must take good care of yourself, and remember that I am still waiting for you!"

Stella threw herself into Nalante's arms, leaning on his shoulder and whispering instructions.

"Stella, don't worry, I will definitely take care of myself, but you must be happy in the sacred city, I swear, I will not let you wait too long!" Feeling Stella hugging herself His arms were a little strained, and Narante patted him on the back pityingly.

"En!" Stella nodded, letting go of Nalante with reddish eyes.

Nalante smiled at her, and then turned on the white dragon.

"Set off!"

"My lord has orders, let's go!"

Immediately, Nalante's subordinates began to set off.

And Nalante smiled affectionately at Stella again, and then followed the team.

"Nalante, promise me, you must be good!"

Seeing Nalante's leaving figure, Stella finally couldn't hold back the glistening tears she had suppressed.

…

The return journey was fairly smooth, and there was no need to worry about the attacks of dark creatures on the way.

Coupled with the fact that there are enough carriages in Nalante's team, such a group of people is more like returning from a tour.

In particular, the master Nalante is very generous. When the supplies are not enough, he just buys them with a wave of his hand.

The subordinates fought bravely in the land of the dead, and finally received Nalante's generous reward after the battle.

However, it is worth mentioning that Narant encountered an interesting incident on the way back.

That is because of the improvement of the strength of his subordinates, and after this arduous battle, he exuded a vigorous temperament. When he arrived at the territory of the Principality along the way, those left behind nobles who did not know why he was regarded as the Six Great Empires The team greeted them warmly.

Seeing this, Nalante didn't bother to explain, and directly rejected the kindness of the principality's nobles, and continued his return journey without stopping.

Time flies, after about half a month, Nalante finally entered the Black Rock Plain.

Compared with the land of death, this place is still a scene of tranquility.

The serfs and civilians living in this hinterland still don't know anything about the changes in the Land of the Dead.

At most, they saw a red light appearing in the northern sky a month ago, and then there was a not-so-violent shaking from the ground.

The serfs and civilians regarded this as an ordinary earthquake, so those who should be cultivated still cultivated, and those who changed to work continued to work.

"My lord is back!"

"My lord is back!"

On this day, not long after Nalante's team entered the New Storm Territory, the patrol team discovered that their lord had returned.

Immediately, some of them stepped forward to meet their lord, and the other part rushed back to the castle.

"Your Excellency is finally back, Larry Shit, go and tell the servants to prepare the red carpet, hot water and towels."

"In addition, let someone inform Mrs. Rose to prepare a sumptuous lunch. Your Excellency must have had a long journey, and you must not have enjoyed much food on the way."

"Also, let Civil Affairs Officer Mario come to the castle with me to meet your lord!"

As Thomas issued one order after another, the castle moved up and down immediately.

All the servants began to prepare nervously.

After the red carpet was laid and the hot water and food were all ready, Thomas took Mario to greet his family's team.

"Master, thank you for your hard work, congratulations on your triumphant return!"

When they met their adults' team, Thomas and Mario jumped off their horses in a hurry, and immediately came to Narante to salute and greet, the excitement on their faces was real.

"Get up!" Nalante was quite satisfied with the exaggerated expressions of the two, and ordered them lightly.

"Yes, my lord!"

"Thomas, Mario, my lord, how is the situation of the territory during my absence?"

"My lord, everything in the territory is normal!"

"very good!"

"My lord, I have had hot water and food prepared in the castle, waiting for you to return!" Thomas said immediately.

"Well, let's go back to the castle!"

Immediately, the team moved on and finally returned to the castle after more than half an hour.

"I have seen the lord, congratulations to the lord on his triumphant return!"

"I have seen the lord, congratulations to the lord on his triumphant return!"

When Narant came to the outside of the castle, he was greeted by a crowd of people who had received the news.

After seeing Nalante's team, all the serfs knelt on the ground and shouted.

As for why the battle situation in the Land of the Dead did not reach here, the serfs all claimed to be triumphant.

It was a month ago that Nalante had sent the Swift Eagle to send the news back, and he mentioned that the battle was going well this time, and asked Thomas and others to take a good look at his territory.

In this way, the news had already spread in the Stormwind Territory, and the serfs naturally knew about it.

"Get up!" Nalante waved at the serfs, and then called several backbones of his men to disband the team.

Many of these serfs came to confirm the status of their relatives.

In this way, Nalante also knows how to be sympathetic to his subordinates and let them reunite with him as soon as possible.

As for those subordinates who died in battle, Nalante did not forget either.

He told Vivian and other lucky women to go to appease her, and at the same time, they also brought generous pensions and preferential treatment policies that they would receive in the future.

Not staying outside the castle for too long, Narante returned to the castle on the red carpet.

After washing up under the service of the servants and eating a delicious and sumptuous lunch, Narante began to understand the development of Storm Neck during this period.

After he left, the development of the Stormland was as usual, and even because more and more caravans came to the Stormland, his Stormland is now very lively, with at least a dozen caravans throughput every day.

And the benefits brought by so many caravans naturally made Nalante a lot of money.

Among other things, there are at least 700,000 to 800,000 gold coins in Narant's treasury.

This kind of income is not even comparable to some counties or marquises.

This is because Nalante's expenditure is very large, for example, Nalante's territory is still under construction.

In addition to building more small brick buildings, that is the construction of the walls of Stormwind City.

According to Mario, the walls of Stormwind City have been repaired to eight miles long.

This speed, in addition to the contribution of Goblin, is the effect of Nalante's continuous investment of funds.

After a preliminary understanding of the development of the territory, Narant began to arrange for possible revenge from the Bach Empire in the next few days.

First of all, it is natural to settle down his little elves who can only produce mana spar mines.

Then arrange for manual mining, and at the same time order the goblins to start producing magic cannons and magic carriages quickly.

After the magic cannon and the magic carriage were arranged properly, Nalante suddenly thought of his goblins.

So, he went directly to the blacksmith workshop and saw the dwarf black tower that he had kept in his territory.

"Nalante, I heard that you came back the day before yesterday, but I don't like your castle very much. If you go in, you have to be informed by your subordinates step by step, so I didn't look for you, because I knew you would definitely come back to me. This blacksmith workshop!"

When Nalante came to the blacksmith shop, Heita was drinking happily with a wine jug.

Seeing Nalante coming, the dwarf immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Heita, it seems that our life in Stormland is very suitable for you!" Looking at the barbecue and garlic shells on the table, and looking at Heita whose face was as red as a monkey's butt, Narante knew that Heita had already died. Can't go back to the Forge.

Because this guy has been completely corrupted by himself.

"Hey, thank you for your generosity. Before I came here, I thought I wouldn't be able to stay in your storm collar for long."

"But after staying for a while, I found that this storm collar is simply a paradise for us dwarves. Not only is the eye of the storm much cheaper, but these grilled meat and garlic shells are also very delicious side dishes."

"In addition, we dwarves don't have to worry about making money in this storm. Except for the work arranged by you, Nalante, I, the Black Tower, occasionally help those human caravans forge one or two weapons, and I can earn enough to drink for several days. Gold coins!" Although the Black Tower was more cunning than other dwarves.

But that's just being a little cautious about making money.

In other respects, it is true.

At this moment, he has expressed his views on Stormland without hesitation.

"Haha, Black Tower, it's good that you like the storm collar, and you can stay with my storm collar as long as you want, after all, we are good friends."

"Also, if you think a dwarf is lonely here, you can even let more dwarves come to my storm collar, and I can build a new blacksmith shop for them for free!"

Dwarves are considered high-level talents in this world, so Narante hoped that more dwarves would come to his territory.

"Hey, okay, I want to go back to the Forge in a while, and I will definitely call some friends to come. As long as I bring a few barrels of Eye of the Storm back, I will definitely make them envious. saliva!"

The Black Tower didn't think as much as Narante did. He didn't know that Narante was poaching the corner of their dwarves. He only thought that the life here was so good, so he must go back and ask some friends to come.

After the chat was over, Narante started to get down to business, so he directly took out a blueprint that he had just drawn.

"Hey, isn't this a **** for plowing the land?"

Heita looked at the drawing and immediately saw what tool was on it.

It should be a **** for labor.

It's just that there is a sharp awl facing the back of the hoe.

"Heita, this is not a hoe, but a pickaxe!"

"A pickaxe?"

"That's right, this tool can not only be used for digging, but also for cutting through rocks. I need Black Tower to forge it for me!" Nalante nodded.

"Okay, Nalante, tell me how much you need, I, the Black Tower, forged it for you!"

Although Heita felt that it would be overkill for a dwarf to forge such agricultural tools, he didn't refuse even if the other party was Nalante.

"Heita, I need a thousand of them, and they are still forged from mithril, and they need to be inscribed with runes!"

"What, a thousand mithril rune farm tools, Narante, you are too extravagant, and the size is too small, it is not suitable for your human race to use!"

Heita was stunned, a farm tool was forged with Mithril, Nalante needed to be rich.

Although Heita is now considered a worker, so he is paid for his work and does not need to make a difference.

dAccording to this mithril inscription pickaxe, the cost is at least nearly a hundred gold coins.

In this way, one hundred handles equals ten thousand gold coins, and one thousand handles equals one hundred thousand gold coins.

Well, not only is he rich, he may also be a fool.

"Heita, this is not just a farm tool, it can also be used as a weapon besides a farm tool. By the way, I equip this pickaxe for goblins!"

"Equipment for goblins?" Heita felt that it was even more worthless.

"Heita, you don't have to worry about the rest, you just work hard to forge this pickaxe, and I will definitely give you a lot of money!"

"However, the forging speed of this pickaxe must be fast, do you understand?"

Seeing Nalante's very sure expression, Heita knew that he definitely didn't need to persuade him anymore.

So he said: "Nalante, I will definitely comply with your request, but it may take a lot of time for the thousand picks, after all, the speed of the inscription is not fast, even if the pickaxes are small in size, but relying on I am alone, probably only ten a day!"

"Only ten a day?"

Narante frowned slightly.

This speed is a bit slow.

It would take three or four months for Heita to forge these batches of pickaxes.

But obviously, if the Bach Empire really had revenge, it would not give Narant so much time.

"Heita, the speed is a bit slow, can you go faster, I'm waiting for this pickaxe to be used now!"

"Nalante, I counted ten black towers a day by forging until midnight every day!"

Heita shook his head, but he could see that Nalante was still frowning. He thought for a moment and said, "Nalante~www.readwn.com~Then why don't I go back to the Forge of the Furnace earlier and see if I can find a few more people from the storm to come to the storm? .”

"As long as there are more people forging, the speed will definitely increase!"

After listening, Narante pondered for a moment.

This is the only way to plan for the present.

If the Black Tower can find ten dwarves, then this batch of weapons can be completed in ten days.

Even if there were a few fewer, the speed would definitely be faster than letting the dwarf Heita forge it alone.

"Okay, Black Tower, but you must be faster!"

"Nalante, don't worry, since you need help, I, the Black Tower, will definitely do it as quickly as possible!"

As expected, the black tower valued Nalante as a friend very much, and immediately started packing his luggage after speaking.

Seeing this, Nalante was a little speechless, this black tower is really straightforward.

So, he directly asked someone to bring five barrels of Eye of the Storm spirits.

These spirits were given to Heita by Nalante for free.

After all, if you want to attract high-tech talents, the benefits need to be shown to others in advance, so that they can taste the sweetness.

In this way, in Heita's happy expression, Nalante watched him leave with five horses used to carry spirits.

…

Nalante is actively responding, and the Bach Empire has finally received the news of the death of the heir to the empire.

When the news was sent back, the entire Bach empire suddenly seemed to explode.

In particular, their heir to the empire did not die in battle with the dark creatures, but was beheaded by a small nobleman who also belonged to the human race.