Stormwind City, port area.
Groups of soldiers are boarding the troop carrier in an orderly manner, and sailors on the four armored warships are also conducting final inspections.
The entire port has been temporarily converted to military use. A large amount of military supplies and consumables are piled on the open space of the dock. The coolies, under the command of logistics officers, carry batches to the ship.
The Steam Tank regiment from Ironforge and the mechanized troops of the gnomes will be transported on seven Floating Airship and set off together with the maritime fleet.
Alliance The flag with a blue background and a golden lion's head fluttered on the mast of each ship, making a sound in the sea breeze.
VanCleef and his craftsmen were leaning against the dock not far away, watching the huge army gathering nervously and orderly.
"Kill Undead... I want to go too, but it's a pity that the army won't accept me, saying that I am too undisciplined. You said that I am a thief, how can I care about any discipline, hey..."
An old subordinate looked at the Alliance soldiers wearing blue and white armor with some envy.
"I heard that every soldier in this expeditionary force will receive three times the military salary, and there will also be a high-intensity combat subsidy of ten gold coins every month. After returning from a battle, everyone can buy a piece of land in Elwynn Forest and enjoy the blessings."
"Tsk... That's the money someone exchanged for his life, Undead Scourge... Even if you die in battle, you won't be able to live in peace, and you will be resurrected into a disgusting Ghouls to attack your compatriots."
Listening to the arguments of his subordinates, VanCleef shook his head, he was thinking about his own things.
This time the Northern Expedition was led by Highlord Bolvar personally, and Alliance brought out all the elites, looking as if they were going to overturn Lich King.
VanCleef is very concerned about political affairs and news. This time all the Alliance elite troops are on the Northern Expedition, which also made his previous thoughts active again.
So he gritted his teeth and made his decision.
He carefully told his thoughts to his wife and daughter Vanessa. After some worry and dissuasion, his family was finally persuaded by VanCleef to support him.
VanCleef did not hesitate. He immediately ran to Stormwind Keep and asked to meet King Varian and Highlord Bolvar.
In front of King and Grand Duke, VanCleef expressed his willingness to contribute to the country.
"I know that in this Northern Expedition, Alliance will send all its elite troops, but this will inevitably lead to a lack of troops within the kingdom. In some areas, relying only on the local People's Army militia will not be able to completely stabilize the situation."
Highlord Bolvar nodded immediately, "It's rare that you, as a craftsman, can see so thoroughly. No wonder SI:7 has tried to recruit you many times. Yes, with all the elites out, the security of some areas will decline to some extent, but in order to eliminate Lich King, the short-term pain is acceptable, unless you have any better ideas?"
VanCleef looked excited, "Yes, I am here this time to tell my way. Many of us Artisans Guild are from thieves' profession, and there are many former Warrior. We are willing to form a militia-like brotherhood to go to Westfall and eliminate the Syndicate thugs there!"
King Varian, who had been silent until now, looked at VanCleef, "So, what do you want to get in return?"
"All I want for the entire Westfall construction business is to expand it again for us Artisans Guild. We are willing to assist People's Militia in fighting Syndicate, as long as Your Majesty agrees to leave the entire Westfall construction business to us alone."
An hour later, VanCleef was trembling with excitement and left Stormwind Keep jumping up and down.
He got what he wanted: an appointment and a name that belonged to them.
VanCleef shook his head and ended the memory.
He turned around and looked at his old subordinates, "The glory of the Northern Expedition does not belong to us, but we still have our own uses in other places. What I am going to say next, some of you may part ways. No matter what decision you make in the end, please listen to me first."
Listening to VanCleef's thoughts, the old subordinates showed extremely surprised expressions.
"Boss, aren't they just a bunch of remnants of nobles from the north? You're so scared, so count me in."
"That's right, Westfall is such a vast land, if all the business belongs to us Artisans Guild, then we will be able to turn around immediately, haha."
"I... I'd better stay at Stormwind City and help the boss take care of the business here."
Listening to the various answers and expressions, VanCleef nodded with satisfaction. At least most of his old subordinates were still willing to go and fight with him.
As for those who are unwilling, VanCleef understands them and just lets them stay at Stormwind City to take care of the business here. It's just that they lost this opportunity to fight and succeed forever.
So, just as the Alliance army was boarding the ship one after another and was about to cross the ocean and head north to the Northrend Continent, a special force was quietly formed and quickly moved into the Westfall area.
They are Defias Brotherhood, and most of their members are made up of thieves. As soon as this group of thieves' brotherhood, who were extremely familiar with the Westfall area, came here, they immediately dealt a huge blow to the surrounding Syndicate thugs and robbers.
Syndicate The leader hiding in Deadmines was furious to find that his brothers who were scattered near various farms were simultaneously attacked by bloody and cruel attacks, and not even one of them managed to escape alive.
In the Gold Coast Mine, VanCleef played with the sharp dagger in his hand and looked coldly at the dozen Syndicate members kneeling in front of him.
VanCleef wears an exquisite black and red leather armor. All members of Defias Brotherhood wear this style of leather armor, with a red strip of cloth tied on their foreheads.
"You bastards from the north just come here and live a peaceful life. But you are determined to make a living by harassing and robbing. Even if I kill you all, there is nothing to make me feel guilty about."
As he spoke, VanCleef thrust the dagger into the neck of one Syndicate. The latter immediately widened his eyes, let out a painful hiss, and then slowly fell to the ground.
"Cut off the ears and noses of all these scum and throw them to Deadmines. Let those Syndicate thugs wake up and face the consequences of opposing us Defias Brotherhood."
Soon, the people of Westfall learned that an organization named Defias Brotherhood was fighting against the group of Syndicate bandits.
VanCleef understood the essence of the People's War. He broke the Defias members into pieces and scattered them among the Westfall farms. Coupled with the cooperation of the farmers and farmers, it was almost impossible for the Syndicate members who came to fight in the autumn wind to come back.
The Golden Sands area was originally the concession of the Night Empire, but it was returned to the Stormwind Kingdom a few years ago as a gift for King Varian's enthronement.
However, there are still a small group of Night Elves living here mixed with humans, mainly Druid, who want to stay and continue to improve the natural environment of Westfall.
Syndicate robbers have naturally harassed us here, but Druid have always fought on their own and have not reported such trivial matters to the Night Empire.
Now with Defias Brotherhood, this group of angry Druid immediately expressed their willingness to help them fight against Syndicate.
So Defias became even more powerful, and with Druid transforming into cheetahs to conduct reconnaissance and serve as scouts, Syndicate's losses immediately increased a lot again.
The big guys have their own wars, and the little guys in Westfall are also fighting their own wars for their lives and homes.
****
Stormwind City, old town, SI:7 residence.
Garona looked at the girl in front of him who was wearing red and black leather armor, and finally nodded.
"I promised, and I will teach you personally. Your talent as a thief is extremely good. But... you insist on becoming a thief, and you still want to help your father VanCleef, right? I have some impressions of him. He is an elite thief, but he has insufficient potential. He will always be like that."
Vanessa nodded, and then bowed deeply to Garona.
"Yes, so I want to surpass my father. I want to help him. He is for the people of Westfall. His cause is just!"
A few days later, SI:7 was surprised to find that the master thief Garona had accepted a disciple.
Codename "Hope".
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