Vanessa's orders to Little Fording and Tyr's Hand are all training. Crazy is not the foundation of a country, but reason is. The Scarlet Crusade must slowly come out of the previous frenzy, and it will take some time.

The army of Hearthglen was given the designation of the Second Legion of Lordaeron by her, and the army of Tyr's Hand was organized into the Third and Fourth Legions.

These three legions are not full of members, the second legion can expand to 3,000 people, and the third and fourth legions only have 5,000 people each.

Whether it is the number of soldiers or weapons and equipment, it is far behind her direct line of the First Legion.

But it doesn't matter, put up the shelf first, and then slowly expand it later.

"Materials... Do I still have supplies?" Vanessa was worried in Hearth Valley. The three new legions were not full, and the gaps in weapons and equipment were terrifyingly large.

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

Little Fording knew that His Highness didn't know anything about military affairs, so he spent time on this, and gave her a long piece of parchment with the standard configuration of Lordaeron's regular army in his memory.

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

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

As a standard Lordaeron infantry, in addition to armor, each soldier must have a short knife, a spear, a longbow, three bowstrings, two quiver, fifty iron arrows, with Lordaeron Two battle robes marked by Lun, one sheepskin grain bag, one water bag, one rice bowl, one salt bag, one herb bag, two whetstones, and one chisel.

Soldiers can’t wear armor all the time when marching, it would be too tiring, so they also need a set of commoner clothes, trousers, hats, three pairs of shoes, and a set of blankets, felts, and quilts for sleeping... .

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

How much does this Nima cost!

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

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

"Where do I go to raise these things?" Looking at the long parchment, she was a little confused.

Of course, it is possible to make a living, but it is not a long-term solution. After all, this is a regular army, not a militia organization.

Vanessa copied all the needs on the parchment, and then began to think about it. The key to raising supplies is nothing more than the four words "swindle and abduction". It is best to pay very little and get a lot of money... ... She thought repeatedly, is there such a big head in Azeroth now?

On the same day, she left Hearthglen, headed west alone, stayed overnight in Shadowfang Castle, and after briefly explaining some things, she set off to fly south.

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

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

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

Turning into a giant eagle, Vanessa flew around Gilneas. This human country is like a pot of porridge, and it is fighting as far as the eye can see.

Weaponry? War horse? Sorry, we are missing too! If you have it, can you sell us a little?

Dalaran is still being rebuilt, the capital of Arathi is occupied by thieves and ogres, Vanessa looked around and found that everyone is poor now, and finally she can only target overseas, it is you, Kurti Russ!

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The largest island in eastern Kul Tiras, Drustvar.

The Waycrest family is the owner of this huge island. The products here are quite rich, but it is gloomy and really not suitable for human habitation. The population of the island is about 70,000 to 80,000.

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

2,500 years ago, the Waycrest family came to this land with the first family head at that time, and they used a long time to finally conquer the aborigines on this land and take root.

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

Some scholars believe that they are lying, because Drustvar has been surrounded by all kinds of weirdness for many years.

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

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

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The Drustvar made armaments for Kul Tiras, and the entire region flourished.

It is a pity that with the death of the old hero, without the support of the country, no one wanted the ordnance built, this 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 Falling ill, getting worse and worse.

The affectionate Mrs. Waycrest pleaded with the other three families that she would pay any price as long as she could save her husband, but the lords of Kul Tiras rejected her. Everyone is busy fighting for power and profit, so who has time for it? Take care of her.

Mrs. Waycrest locked herself in her mansion, struggling to figure out how to save her husband.

"Madam..." The maid knocked on the door softly, her voice was as soft as a mosquito. The lady she was serving had a bad temper and looked down on the poor. Now that she is in a bad mood, it is even more difficult to serve her. The maid had to come.

There was no response to knocking on the door. The maid put her ear on the door and listened carefully. She felt that there was someone inside, so she dared to shout again.

"There was a doctor...she said she came from the East..." Before she could finish speaking, the door was slammed open, and Vickery, with a stern face and high cheekbones, Mrs. Si appeared before her.

The maid bowed her head in fright.

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

How could the little maid know this information? She babbled and babbled for a long time, but she didn't utter a single clear word.

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