Priests and paladins are rich and handsome professions. Not one of those grand knights and archbishops is poor, and each of them has a long list of surnames.

It is difficult to cultivate these occupations among the poor.

In Vanessa's cognition, the holy light is too idealistic. Only those who have no worries about food and clothing and have not experienced any hardships since childhood will believe this thing. Ask the people in the western wilderness whether bread is more important than holy light. light important? Ninety-nine point nine percent of people would choose bread.

But if this question is asked to the civilians in Stormwind City, the proportion probably won't be so disparate.

She didn't even mention the cultivation of mages, and she seemed dizzy with the set of so-called entry-level textbooks. The arcane arts in this world have one thing in common with the alchemy in her previous life, that is, people can't understand them! She thinks she is a smart person, and her world view is stronger than this somewhat primitive world of Azeroth, but she still stumbles and half understands.

There is no future for thieves, and the legal system is king. Relying on half-guessing and wide-eyed thinking, now she has just mastered a trick. Even this trick does not rely on arcane magic, but her fingers. Her fingers, special! do not! spirit! live!

Faye didn't even see the door on this road, and poison and daggers were still her best friends.

It was so difficult for her to learn by herself, and she didn't expect an archmage to emerge from among the thieves of the Brotherhood. That was definitely a dream.

Instead of cultivating a few half-baked mage apprentices, it is better to select thieves with relatively decent morals and let them change their careers to become fighters.

The training of priests and mages is far away, but fighters are easier to train, including those fighters from the original Brotherhood, plus the newly recruited soldiers from the Coulson Special Forces, and the desperate hungry people.

Recently, Mr. Heavy Fist and Doctor Gao Rusi have been in charge of training the fighters. Counting the inside and outside, the current number of fighters in the Defias Brotherhood has exceeded 80, which is a very good start.

For West Wilderness, Moon Creek Town has nothing to do with the Defias Brotherhood, it is a paramilitary organization spontaneously established by civilians.

There are three evils in Westfall, brotherhood, hunger, and pervasive danger.

The Brotherhood is changing, the problem of hunger can also be solved by food, or by money, and the ubiquitous danger is more troublesome.

Kobolds, Gnolls, Murlocs, and all kinds of beasts are threats to humans.

There is no good way for the wild beasts, so they can only send those hunters to kill them. If they kill one, they can bring back some meat for everyone.

The kobolds are easy to handle. The ogre race seems to be born to enslave the kobolds. She sent the ogre mage Grubtok to unify the mines of the kobolds, and then dragged them all into their own gold mines to mine. Short of money, very short!

Gnolls are very powerful, from the north to the south, all the way out of the western wilderness, to the northern Elwynn Forest, there are traces of their activities.

The Wolf Man and the Brotherhood were a bit of an ally before, and the main area of ​​activity was Sentinel Ridge in the north. Now it is the trouble of the old knight, so there is no need to pay attention to it for the time being.

The murlocs are different. These guys occupy the entire coastline of Westfall, seriously affecting the fleet trade between her and the goblins. Use cannonballs, it's a bit of a waste of ammunition, and ammunition also costs money. If you ignore it, they will keep harassing you.

Vanessa sent a female priest to lead the team, leading fifty soldiers plus some scouting thieves and hunters to encircle and suppress.

According to her understanding, the female shadow priest disrupted the formation of the murlocs with a psychic scream, followed by a wave of long-range strikes from the human warriors, and finally slashed with spears and knives, and it was over.

Two days later, the female shadow priest returned to Yuexi Town with more than fifty soldiers. The victory was a victory, but it was still far from Vanessa's so-called complete eradication.

"Miss Van Cleef, the action to clear up the murlocs is not going well. It is very difficult for us to completely wipe out the murlocs."

"Why?" She was very puzzled. The soldiers had gone through several rounds of training. They were equipped with spears and leather armor. They were supported by long-distance hunters and led by female shadow priests. They still couldn't beat those wow-wow-wow fish. people?

The female shadow priest also scratched her head: "There are too many murlocs, and once we gain the upper hand, they will flee into the sea. When we leave, they will come back again. This..."

Vanessa understands, this is a murloc version of the story where the enemy advances and retreats, and the enemy retreats and pursues. The murlocs have started fighting guerrilla warfare before their own tunnel warfare?

It seems unrealistic to completely wipe out the murlocs. They have strong fecundity and can survive in the ocean. No matter how powerful human battleships are, it is useless. Humans do not belong to the ocean after all.

But it doesn't work if you let it go, the murlocs often go ashore to harass humans, taking something for the timid, and killing people for the brave.

The common practice of the human kingdom is to send people to collect the money regularly, and kill them twice a year, just like training soldiers. After killing them this year, a new group of people will continue to kill them next year.

"I will lead people to settle the payment a few more times, but the effect may not be as you wish." The female shadow priest persuaded her very tactfully, and the actual meaning was to hope that she would follow the old rules and not make any fools.

The coastline of Azeroth is so long, UU reading www.uukanshu.com The troubles of murlocs are not limited to the West Wilderness, any human country is troubled by murlocs, but those wise emperors and wise prime ministers can't help it, you all Can Nisha do more than them?

This kind of historically difficult problem, even if she thought about it with a modern way of thinking, she couldn't find a good solution for a while.

After sending the female dark priest away, she went to find the murloc chef Cookie to find out some details.

Murloc Chef Cookie: "Wahhhhhhhhh..."

Vanessa: "..."

There was nothing we could do with you back then, but now we have it! Vanessa hurriedly called the female mage, added a language proficiency to herself, and knew the murloc chef for two months, and now she can finally communicate normally!

The murloc chef speaks incoherently. Vanessa listens patiently and slowly. What old blind man manages all the murlocs. He likes to run on the beach, and his brother, North Beach manager Slack, wrote a poem called 'Run, Brother' with his heroic posture...

Vanessa clenched her fist with her left hand, resting her cheeks, and resting her two long legs on the table, watching the murloc chef recite murloc poetry with great emotion.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh..."

This song "Run, Brother" can be said to be simple in rhetoric, even too simple! The full text is full of words such as come on, run, run fast.

Vanessa imitated the third-generation fat man of a certain family, and applauded perfunctorily. The murloc chef was so happy that he threw a delicious-looking cake to her.

She didn't dare to eat the food made by this guy, and she finally talked about the purpose of this trip.