My Frostmourne can't be so cute

After crossing the fence, Ma Long couldn't help frowning-it was too quiet here-not only there was no sound of fighting, but... there was almost no sound.

"Scatter, look around."

Malone gave orders to Robin, Paul and others, and then walked forward by himself.

...

The structure of Sentinel Hill is very simple, with large tracts of scattered houses clustered around the tall sentry tower located in the center.

Although most residents of the Western Wilderness are farmers, the food they grow still needs to be replaced with other daily necessities-salt, butter, cloth and ironware...

Sentinel Ridge is such a place. At the beginning, a large number of farmers spontaneously came to this small soil slope in the middle of the Western Wilderness, and exchanged the food they needed with the merchants who gathered here.

Later, in order to maintain the order here and to collect more taxes, Stormwind City sent the lord and a team of soldiers to build a watchtower here.

Originally, the lord master wanted to build a castle here, but after being told by the clerk that doing so would cost him at least ten years of taxes, the lord lord gave up this plan and returned to Stormwind City-only the housekeeper and the secretary The staff stayed here.(To be continued.)

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The lord did not even give his new territory a name-despite the taxes here, he could continue to spend a lot of money in the upper class of Stormwind.

So the vendors and farmers gave this place a new name—Sentinel Hill—thanks to the sentries, otherwise, sooner or later, this place will become a paradise for gangsters and gangsters to blackmail hygiene.

...

Ma Long was standing in front of the watchtower in Sentinel Hill-although the watchtower looked quite old, it was still very strong.

The huge white stone block became the tower body of the watchtower, and the white interlayer between the stones was a binder made of glutinous rice slurry, lime and sand. Not even the sharpest knife can be inserted.

Ma Long didn't know the specific process, but from his eyes, it was impossible for an orc lacking heavy siege equipment to capture such a watchtower in just two or three days.

Ma Long walked to the entrance of the watchtower and checked the surrounding situation. He didn't dare to let go of any clues; in the end, a few minutes later, he came to a conclusion that there was no fighting here.

Just when Malone was about to enter the watchtower and take another look, Robin ran over from the south side of Sentinel Hill quickly, stopped in front of him, panting.

"We looked around and found that there was no living person, but there was no corpse; but... some of the door panels of the houses had traces of being chopped by a huge axe. It should be the orcs."

Robin sighed, speaking quickly.

"Those orcs took the residents here?"

Ma Long felt tight and asked quickly.

"It's not like...there are some leftovers in the houses, and some of the houses are a little messy, it looks as if the residents here have hurriedly left; if they were taken away by the orcs...there would be no dead bodies and bloodstains. Stay."

Robin shook his head and said.

Ma Long finally breathed a sigh of relief-although the orcs had visited this human settlement, they had not been able to harm the people here; this may be the most exciting news that Ma Long has heard in the past week.

But then, Ma Long fell into deep doubts again-where did the residents of Sentinel Hill go?

According to Robin, the residents of Sentinel Hill should be avoiding the orcs-otherwise they would not leave their homes in a hurry.

But where can these residents go?And...Did they escape the hunt of the orcs?If unlucky... they are likely to encounter orcs elsewhere.

"Sir Lothar! ... In a warehouse over there, a large number of gold coins were found."

Paul trot over from a distance.Said to Malone and Robin.

"Gold coins?... Let's go up and take a look."

Ma Long gave a wry smile-in such a situation, he didn't know what the gold coin was for; he didn't want to stay here and guess, he planned to explore the watchtower.

Entering the gate of the watchtower is a corridor; the spiral staircase leading to the upper level of the watchtower clings to the wall and surrounds it.On both sides of the corridor are two large rooms stacked with wooden beds-for the sentries guarding here to rest.

Walking up the spiral staircase, between the top and bottom floors of the observation tower, is a spacious office; inside a desk, all kinds of documents are scattered everywhere.

Malone walked to the desk, while Paul and Robin squatted in the room.They unanimously checked the documents on the drinking desk on the ground, hoping to find any clues.

"Those orcs have been to Sentinel Hill, but they have not been here; there are no footprints of them."

Robin checked and reported to Ma Longhui.

"The people here are really rich...Look, this is a good papyrus, really white!"

Compared with Robin, Paul’s attention is focused on insignificant things-of course, he is right, relying on the high business taxes paid by the traders, and some customary commissions. The gray income of the garrison at Sentinel Hill is indeed not higher than the military salary.However, the Xiquan garrison who had to fight with the jackals was a lot richer.

"Sir Lothar! Look at this!"

Robin suddenly yelled, then picked up a piece of paper from the ground and hurriedly walked towards Malone; Paul saw that no one cared about him, he smiled sly, and then leaned over to see Robin. What was found.

"The orcs...invaded...Stormwind...fall...fall...retreated...Moonbrook Town..."

Malone took the letterhead in Robin's hand, unfolded it, and read it aloud.

I don't know if it was because of damp, or someone spilled water on the floor, anyway.The ink on this papyrus was so blurred that Malone could only infer what the ambiguous letters meant.

"Yuexi Town! That's right. It seems that the residents of Sentinel Hill got the news that the orcs had invaded Stormwind. Then they retreated to Moonxi Town."

Robin spoke immediately.

"That makes sense—there are gold coins left in the town, but no weapons and armor—the residents must have been escorted to the south by the soldiers here; in order to be fully prepared for battle , The soldiers took away all the weapons reserves."

Paul also expressed his views.

"Probably it should be correct, but...you two take a look, the last word...what does it mean?"

Malone nodded, but did not stretch his eyebrows; he delivered the letter paper to Robin's hand.Show him the last paragraph of the letter.

The vocabulary there is already ambiguous, only one vaguely visible outlines; Ma Long’s written lingua franca is inherited from the incomplete memory of the original owner of this body. This is also the "Arcane Language". It can't stop him-that is a vocabulary that he has no impression of.

"do not know……"

Robin shook his head and passed the letter paper in his hand to Paul-he was an orphan and grew up on a remote farm, had no education, and had no impression of the word.

"I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Paul took the letter paper and looked at it—he was from Stormwind, had some money in his family, had looked for a tutor when he was a child, received a good enlightenment, and read a few books—in his impression, which one seemed to be This term is mentioned in books on introduction to geography.

"What is it?"

Ma Long asked.

"I think... by the way, goblin! It's goblin! That's right, that's the word, goblin! A bunch of dwarfs living further south!"

Paul thought hard, suddenly slapped his forehead, and said loudly.

"Goblin?"