Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

In the early morning, the Palatine Bay was shrouded in fog, which was the mist formed by the condensation of water vapor from the sea. The residents of Nanhai Town had just got up and the workers on the dock had just started to work.

At this time, tall masts appeared on the sea level, densely packed, and their number far exceeded the daily throughput of the Nanhai Town Port.

Thousands of transport ships!

My God, this is transporting a kingdom! The dock workers in Nanhai Town exclaimed!

This fleet is Garen's transport fleet, responsible for sending the civilians of Stormwind to the northern countries. The fleet will leave 100,000 troops in Kul Tiras, and another 100,000 will follow the fleet eastward.

These 100,000 people are devout believers of the Church of the Holy Light. They previously lived in the cathedral district of Stormwind City, but now they will go to the Faldir Bay Pier in Stromgarde. They will land in Stromgarde Royal City and travel by land to the White City!

The last 400,000 people on the ship will land in Nanhai Town and be temporarily resettled in the Hillsbrad area.

These 600,000 people of Stormwind were led by Duke Bolvar Fordragon, and they never dreamed that one day they would return to their homeland, and as refugees!

These 600,000 refugees mainly fled to Stormwind when Elwynn Forest fell. More than 200,000 of the one million people in Stormwind were killed or injured in the war in the past few years. In addition to those who were transferred by Garen, hundreds of thousands of them fled into the endless Redridge Mountains.

At this time, there were only the last 50,000 Stormwind regular troops led by Lothar, Garin's Red Flame Army, and a reserve legion that came with the fleet.

Of course, there were still a group of nobles who had not had time to evacuate. Lothar used his absolute authority to order the nobles to postpone their evacuation and give priority to Storm Dock to Garin's transport fleet.

As soon as Garen's fleet left, those nobles who did not dare to stay in Stormwind and stand with Lothar hurriedly arranged for their family's private merchant ships to load their own property, striving to minimize their losses after the fall of Stormwind.

This was a good opportunity for Garin. He ordered a dozen members of the Anbu to secretly purchase the properties of some specific nobles in Stormwind at low prices. These nobles, who were desperate to escape, saw the opportunity to cash in on their real estate and immediately flocked to the city, selling the assets accumulated by their ancestors in Stormwind at such a low price.

Garin apologized, and said that when Stormwind City is rebuilt in the future, this trade zone will belong to him in half!

As expected, making money from other people's national disasters is a shortcut to getting rich. Garin decided that when the Second World War breaks out, he will collect as much land, real estate and title deeds as possible from the nobles in Hillsbrad, and it would be best if he could absorb the nearly 800,000 people in Hillsbrad!

A chance to make some fat is right in front of you!

Only a few Iron-Blooded nobles were left around Lothar, such as Duke Grayson Shadowbreak and the new Duke Ebonlocke. After the old duke returned safely to Stormwind from Karazhan, it was unknown whether he had seen through the world or something, and he directly passed the dukedom to his son Elro Ebonlocke.

The fall of Stormwind was inevitable. Although Orgrim had seized the position of Warchief, his prestige was still a little lacking. He had to obtain an achievement that could be shown off. And what greater achievement could be than capturing the capital of the human kingdom that had blocked the orc army for several years?

Although several great nobles stayed behind with their private soldiers, the young King Varian was filled with disappointment when he saw that most of the Stormwind nobles were fighting for the right to use the dock in order to escape to the north!

"Uncle Lothar, isn't it the nobles' duty to defend the land and the people and protect their country? Why do they choose to escape?" Varian, standing beside Lothar, looked at the dock area from a high place in Stormwind Fortress.

"Your Highness, there are always corrupt people among the nobles. They forget their responsibilities, live a life of luxury and indulge in pleasure, and become greedy and cowardly. But we also have noble, honorable, brave, and fearless nobles!"

Lothar thought of Bolvar, Elro, and the young talents like Windsor and Gavinrad. They were the hopes for the future of Stormwind. He and Llane were old, and they only hoped to defeat the orcs before they died. The future belonged to Varian and these young people!

"Like brother Garin?" Varian, who was fourteen years old this year, had always seen the only person of equal status and age to him, and that was seventeen-year-old Garin. Even Drake Proudmoore, who was guarding outside Stormwind Landing, was already in his twenties.

Lothar couldn't help but smile when he saw the little stars in Varian's eyes when he mentioned Galen.

Indeed, when everyone saw Garin's achievements, they were also surprised at his age. He was a seventeen-year-old legendary, the Grand Duke of the kingdom, commanding a large army and guarding a territory. There were so many noble children in the human kingdom, and many of them were excellent, but Lothar had never seen anyone who could surpass Garin.

"You mean Jialin? Although he sometimes plays tricks on his friends, he is still a reliable person when it comes to the key moments!"

"Varian, you must also learn from Galen and become an excellent prince and an excellent king!"

Lothar held Varian's hand, and his eyes seemed to look beyond Stormwind City and see the young man's future.

Gandalf, who was standing next to Lothar and the others, quietly held the communication device in his arms. Now he just hoped that the prince had not heard what Lothar had said about him just now.

At this moment, Garin, who was far away in the north, had a very unhappy face. He only heard a few key words like sneaking and teasing friends. Gandalf blocked the voice input of the latter part, so he didn't hear the praise that came after that. This made him very depressed!

I didn't expect that you, Lothar, would be such a noble, saying bad things about me behind my back!

Or tell it to Varian!

How can I improve King Ti's favorability in the future?

Cheating!

Jialin was so angry that his teeth were itching!

He decided that if Lothar made me unhappy, I would target the nobles of Stormwind!

At this time, Garen was leading a fleet of eighty battleships and twenty merchant ships, hiding in the bay of the Dun Morogh Mountains, with a timid female Naga standing beside him.

Taking advantage of the last peaceful time in the northern countries, Garin led his fleet to conquer the Nagas of the Thornspine tribe entrenched in the Palatine Gulf. The water elemental army, coupled with strong ships and powerful guns, forced this medium-sized Naga tribe of only more than 5,000 people to surrender and submit to Garin.

The female Naga next to Garin was the new Naga priestess, Sivana. Her predecessor was unwilling to surrender, so she was beaten into pieces by a volley of cannon fire from the battleship and floated away with the sea.

"Sivana, have all the spies been sent out?"

Garin suddenly asked, causing the priestess who was huddled aside to tremble. Then she answered tremblingly, "Master, Zora has led the Naga thugs to monitor all sea routes north of Stormwind City. There will be no problems!"

"Very good! Boys! Change the flag!"

"From today on, we are the Bloodsail Pirates!"