There was still lightning and thunder outside, and heavy rain was pouring, and mobile troops were constantly gathering. Brad looked at the map, and there was still no ships near the sea. Only the map opened by the fishman could reveal the black ships in the distance.

Brad couldn't wait to pull the camera closer and found that many human men cheered in the direction of the lighthouse before breathing a sigh of relief. He was not an orc. As expected, like in his previous life, the refugees from Stormwind came to Lordaeron first.

However, the place where the refugees in Stormwind City docked in the last lifetime was Nanhai Town, but this time it was Jasper Corner. The reason for this historical deviation is that Brad portrayed the ultra-long-distance lighthouse that condensed and amplified runes led the refugees in Stormwind City here.

The jade neck seemed to come alive, countless lights were on, and the major urban areas were bright. After receiving the order of the lord, ordinary leaders began to make fires and cook soup.

Amid the roar of machinery, under the head of Brad Off-road, all the mechanical vehicles with Jasper-led were dispatched. At the front were densely packed with manned motorcycle troops composed of humans and werewolf, in the middle were dozens of off-road vehicles, and behind were hundreds of vacant canvas troop trucks.

The main road of Jasper Collar was built by Brad using the invention of the Dalaran Alchemy Laboratory, which is a bit more expensive than paving roads, but it greatly saves labor and time.

The entire dock was as bright as daylight as the spotlight. The jaggers and Jade Guard were nervously setting up simple canopies with canvas. Brad, Moore and the leader of the fishman, Scargill Broken Fins accompanied Brad quietly as the shadows of countless ships approached slowly.

"What a big ship, is the whole country relocated?" Moore said as he looked at countless dark shadows.

Brad shook his head and said, "It's probably just a refugee in Storm City. The territory of Storm Kingdom is not weaker than the land of the entire Lordaeron Alliance, the Elvin Forest, the fertile land in the west, the dense forest in the south, the Red Ridge Mountains, and the sad swamps. There are a large number of strongholds everywhere, and it is impossible to all be moved."

Scarkil said in a unique tone of the fishman: "There are too many, there must be tens of thousands, oh no, more than one hundred thousand."

Brad pulled the map closer and pointed to the sailing ship and said, "It must be overloaded depending on the water draft. This kind of ship cargo capacity is much smaller than the ships of our side and the goblins, but it can also hold nearly 500 people. If it is overloaded, it is hard to say. But you see, the map counts that there are a total of 1,234 such ships."

Scarkill didn't understand how much it was for a long time. But Moore took a breath. He was not scared by the number of nearly one million people, but he thought about the real reason why Brad had been building a relatively small residential building suitable for many people for half a year. Did the young master think of today? Moore looked at Brad in confusion.

As if he understood what Moore meant, Brad nodded and said, "I understand now."

The front row finally leaned towards the dock. With the help of Jade Guard, the people on the boat rushed out of the cabin and entered the simple awning in the rain. A large part of these people were old and children, ragged and thin. But the group of refugees did not care about the heavy rain, but rushed out excitedly, obviously disgusted with the tyrannical sea.

Finally, a group of people wearing armor walked out of the crowd. The person who led the lead was tall and bald. The armor he wore was damaged and had a firm face. His arms were protecting the two children.

On his left was a man with wide shoulders, thin body, white hair, wrapped in a violet robe, holding a magic wand inlaid with purple gems in his left hand, and protecting a child with his right hand.

On the right side of the leader was a boy with brown head and brown eyes. He grabbed the leader's cloak tightly. His clothes were exquisitely made of materials, but because of sea salt, it was as ragged as other people's clothes.

Under the guidance of Jade Guard, the leader walked towards Brad. Brad did not dare to neglect and hurriedly met.

"The holy light is above, I salute you all." The leader shouted at Brad from a distance, with a painful expression on his face. "We are refugees from the Storm Kingdom. For the sake of the elderly and children, we should give alms to some food and water, and it is best to have a place to rest."

Brad walked forward and said, "It's all humans, so it's time to help each other. Let's move people to the town first, where there are warm houses and hot meat porridge."

"Thank you very much, are you the lord here?" The leader put down the child, grabbed Brad's hand and said, "My name is Anduin Lothar, I am, uh, I used to be the leader of the Knights of the Storm Kingdom."

Brad led everyone inside: "My name is Brad Tirisfa. This is Moore Van Al, the leader of the army in my territory. This is Scarkill Broken Fin, the clerk of the docks."

Losa also patted his forehead and introduced, "This is my partner, Kardga." He pulled the young man who was holding his cloak forward and said, "This is our prince, Varian Wrien."

"This is Nanhai Town. More than ten years have passed. I didn't expect that the changes are so big. These lights are not weaker than magic lamps." Although Kadega looks old, his voice is crisp and loud.

Brad gently curled the corner of his mouth and smiled, "You are wrong. This is Jasper Collar. Nanhai Town is on the east side of the west coast, and this is on the west side of the west coast."

"I'm very sorry, when I went to the south, I was very young and my memory was a little blurry." Kardga said apologetically.

Brad lit up the ring in his hand and said, "Senior Brother, you are polite. I heard about your deeds. I was chosen to be the apprentice of the Guardian Medivh. Is it just your face?"

"My teacher had an accident and I was cursed." Kadega looked depressed and obviously didn't want to continue the topic. "Senior brother, you are also Dalaran's mage, so who is your tutor?"

"My mentor is Kel Thujad, but unfortunately, I left Dalaran because of an accident."

Several people watched silently as the refugees kept rushing off the ship under the organization of the Jasper Leader, and military personnel carriers traveled between the dock and the old city again and again.

At Brad's request, Lothar took a novel means of transportation and looked at the street scenery that was different from ordinary humans. Although he was depressed, he couldn't help asking: "Is it so convenient for Lordaeron? It's really amazing."

Brad smiled without explanation, and directly took everyone to the lord's mansion.

After washing, everyone sat around the dining table, discussing the issue while eating.

"I need to see the king immediately. I cannot delay for a long time and can't give the tribe any chance, otherwise Lordaeron will be very dangerous." Lothar said solemnly.

Brad nodded and said, "It will not rain, but you don't have to worry. With my means of transportation, you will need ten days to ride a horse to the capital. I can send you there in two days."

"Really?" Losa was puzzled.

"Believe me."……
Chapter completed!