Hearing this, Xiaobai suddenly grinned and flattered and said, "the boss is really a good Lord."
"Of course, I''m fighting for resources outside, not for the hundreds of thousands of crazy soldiers who open their mouths and wait for food."
Long Bufan smiled with a fart on his face, but he didn''t know that he was not in the territory all the year round. Storm city was organized by his chief financial officer "Ansen". His Lord was almost the most relaxed Lord in the whole continent.
Moreover, in terms of resources, it does not need the extraordinary support of the dragon. That Yuanjing vein is enough to run the whole territory for hundreds of years.
Later, long Bufan slapped the bear''s back, and the speed of the latter suddenly increased again. In the vast sky, on the shoulder and back of the fast flying Golden Horn demon bear, long Bufan and Xiaobai, one person and one mink, stepped on the bear''s back in a proud attitude and flew against the wind.
In such a rapid flight, the tens of thousands of miles of Warcraft mountain passed straight through in about half an hour and entered the area of the storm territory. Soon, the outline of a huge city also appeared in the line of sight.
"Storm City, I''m back."
Long Bufan''s eyes moved and stared at the magnificent city standing on the plain. It was surrounded by thick and tall walls. From a distance, the city was like a huge fortress, as solid as gold!
"Bear, stop."
When flying to the periphery of the Warcraft mountains, the Dragon called out, and the soul read, indicating that the Golden Horn magic bear landed on a mountain below.
Because the Golden Horn magic bear is too large and ferocious, it will not change its shape like Xiaobai. In order not to cause panic in the city, longbufan let it play or prey in the mountains, and he took Xiaobai to storm city.
Now, with the arrival of the crazy war clan in the storm territory, the Warcraft mountain is like the back garden of the storm territory, and the Golden Horn magic bear is powerful. Long Bufan doesn''t worry about it. Instead, he prays that the unlucky guy won''t provoke it, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.
Later, long Bufan strolled down the hill. On both sides of the road were vast fields. At this time, it was early winter, and the rice was not yet fully mature. At a glance, the green rice fields glittered with gold.
In the field, crazy soldiers in twos and threes are busy with agricultural work. Their hard faces are full of expressions of expectation. They hope to have a good harvest this year. In a place with lush grass nearby, there are two cows, one black and one yellow, with their tails swinging to drive away mosquitoes and flies, walking around leisurely looking for tender grass with better taste.
In the past, due to the crazy reason, crazy soldiers were always excluded by human beings. They had to hide in remote mountainous areas and live a life without clothes and food. However, since they came here, they have food to eat, clothes to wear and fields to grow. They have lived a happy life without worry.
All this, they deeply understand from the bottom of their hearts, was given to them by a young man named long Bufan. In the hearts of these crazy soldiers, long Bufan has climbed to the same lofty position as the "crazy God" they believe in.
"Squeak..."
Xiaobai, who was lying on long Bufan''s shoulder, suddenly stood upright. His dark little eyes looked at the four directions strangely. Suddenly, he moved, jumped out and ran happily in the rice field. At an amazing speed, with long Bufan''s naked eyes, he could only see a flash of white light, and those crazy soldiers, farmers and passers-by could not see it, I just felt that a gust of wind swept the rice from east to west.
Feel the quiet and beautiful scenery of the field, and make long Bufan''s wandering heart feel at home. Every tree, stream and scenery here are the homes opened up by him when he came to the storm territory with many people.