Warcraft: When NPCs Have Player Panels

Chapter 31 New Chapter

"William! I can't believe you're already my equal so quickly." Sergeant Elena looked at William with admiration. "It took me fifteen years to go from recruit to sergeant."

"I have to thank you for your help, Captain," William replied with a smile. "You can come to the Sergeant's Club for free from now on."

"Ha, you said it yourself. I've got it..."

The hall quickly became lively as the officers sat together, drinking and chatting about the domestic situation and the situation at the front lines. The atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

In the evening, Commander Durand arrived in person.

He was wearing a gray woolen fur coat with a black cloak over it, and several guards followed behind him. As soon as he entered, the hall fell silent, and all the officers stood up and saluted respectfully.

"Commander Durand!"

Durand waved his hand, a faint smile on his face: "Everyone, please sit down. I'm just here to join in the fun for William. I really like this club! I've always felt that besides fighting, we also need a place where we can relax."

These words caused everyone around to instinctively look at William, who simply smiled and remained silent.

A young girl dressed as a maid approached him. He casually picked up a beer glass, raised it, and said, "Let's raise our glasses to thank William and his partner Elliott for their generosity, and for waiving the bill today. We must eat and drink as much as we can, because we'll be paying tomorrow!"

"Hahaha."

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

"Cheers!"

Upon receiving the signal, the female singer in the bar began to sing softly to the sounds of the lyre, vière, hand drum, and triangle.

Everyone raised their glasses and responded in unison, instantly bringing the atmosphere to a climax.

Among the many non-commissioned officers present, it was rare to see so many people gathered together. Moreover, the food was free, so they began to wander around freely, eating and drinking as they got to know each other.

Durand then went into a room inside and spoke with William alone for a while, reminding him to be cautious once he got to the front lines.

Their primary mission was to monitor the remnants of natural disasters and the tribes, with combat as a secondary objective. They positioned themselves as nails, firmly rooted in their positions.

At the same time, it's also important to take good care of the soldiers under your command, keeping their morale stable so that the natural disaster doesn't affect their minds. Send word back promptly if any difficulties arise.

William readily agreed, his heart filled with gratitude. Durand had not only given him the opportunity for promotion and a transfer, but had also personally come to support him. As the current commander-in-chief of the Lordaeron army, the Viscount, he could only keep this favor in his heart for now and repay it later.

The club's lively atmosphere continued late into the night. After everyone had left, William and all the members of the One Heart Society gathered together for final words of advice.

"Elliott, I'm entrusting the club's affairs to you. Be careful in selecting reliable people to join the One Heart Society, and establish an intelligence network as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, William."

"Evan, you'll be in charge of intelligence matters, so you must pay close attention. Whether it's troop movements or the actions of the nobles, you must keep detailed records."

Evan nodded and said, "Captain, as long as you're all safe and sound outside, we'll be fine here."

"Karl, you also need to pay attention to the procurement of supplies and the daily management of the club. If you don't understand something, don't be ashamed to ask Elliot and Evan."

Carl scratched his head, a troubled smile on his face: "Boss, I understand. I'll definitely do my best and won't hold everyone back!"

Looking at Lyra and Hawke, who were getting ready to go out with him, William couldn't help but ask, "Hawk, are you sure you really want to go out? Your three children..."

"It's because I have three children that I have to go out, Captain," William said, his face flushed and burping. "Even if I die out there, the compensation will be enough for them to live on in the future."

William's gaze fell on Lyra at the end, who winked mischievously, her sky-blue eyes as captivating as jewels.

"Please don't try to persuade me, Captain. My decision is very firm! I must go out. Only by going out can I change my status and give my family a better life."

......

On the morning of the eighth day, as dawn broke, a group of fifty men, consisting of soldiers, mages, and priests, had already assembled in the square outside the military camp, bidding farewell to their families.

Since the situation at the outpost is currently unknown and supplies are difficult to obtain, they must cultivate land around the outpost.

Therefore, they carried a large amount of supplies, such as seeds of various vegetables and crops, as well as iron ingots and steel ingots. Many civilians also accompanied them.

Such as cooks, blacksmiths, farmers, lumberjacks, and their families. These are all essential.

Because both building houses and planting crops require a large number of people.

This resulted in a convoy that far exceeded five hundred people. The convoy even stretched for hundreds of meters.

Elliott, Carl, and Evan stood on the side of the line, talking to people they knew.

William, dressed in the new sergeant's armor, waited at the front of the column...

Taylor arrived shortly afterward.

She was still wearing her red priest's robes, her red hair cascading over her shoulders, holding a holy book in her hand, staring intently at William, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance.

With everyone present, William didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He simply walked up to Taylor and said gently, "I'm leaving."

Taylor reached out and straightened his collar. "Take care of yourself. Don't push yourself. I know you have your own ideals, but don't let them pay the price with their lives for them."

"I know." William, with his back to everyone, took her hand. "When I get back, I'll tell you stories from the front."

Taylor didn't say anything, but turned around and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She was a priestess of the Church of Holy Light and could not lose her composure in front of others. She could only keep all her reluctance hidden in her heart.

Not long after, Commander Durand arrived.

Hawke immediately stepped forward and lined up the soldiers at the front of the column. Only after the soldiers were in perfect formation did Durand walk to the front of the column.

"You are the pride of the Crusaders, the heroes of Lordaeron. Because of your sacrifices, our kingdom has thrived and stood strong!"

"Today you will go to the front lines, where you will fight alone, where you will fiercely resist the enemy's oppression. But none of this can break the spirit of our heroic Lordaeron!"

"Long live Lordaeron!"

The crowd shouted along with Durand's slogan.

"Set off!"

Once everything was ready, with Durand and the Second Army officers saluting them, the troops slowly set off southwest at William's command.

William rode at the very front, feeling Taylor's gaze behind him and the expectations of his brothers.

This was the first time he had commanded such a large force and been stationed alone at a fortress stronghold, and William was very much looking forward to it.

William, the NPC who was repeatedly killed by strangers back then, has now learned to suppress his emotions and actively pursue what he wants.

This is his first step, the first step towards his dream, and the first step towards his ideal.

The rising sun gradually illuminated the land of Lordaeron.

William and his team set off into the unknown dangers, determined to change Lordaeron.

I am coming!