Whether it was the wanted Princess of the Black Dragon or the Black Dragon Prince who came to power, everyone was in danger, the brotherhood, which had just developed a little in Stormwind City, was severely damaged. The final battle with Stormwind City plus the pseudo-Twilight Trial, not to mention the brotherhood, the brotherhood suffered heavy casualties.

Even the Red Revenge Army and the Night Watcher who returned to Stormwind later suffered considerable casualties.

As for the workers they hired, a small number of them were also missing.

"Save people first! Don't worry about building a house!" When she went to several residential areas, she knew that Bowal's order had no time to execute. A bunch of people were still under the rubble. Fire was everywhere in the city. Now no one lives in the building. So, save people first!

When I contacted my subordinates urgently, not only the elites of the Brotherhood, but also the soldiers of the Red Revenge Army and the Night Watchmen were not spared. They all moved and ordered them to be passed down layer by layer. All the men were mobilized and disaster relief work began.

The City Guard only killed the Twilight believers in the city, but really had no energy to rescue the disaster.

Vanessa was busy with fire fighting, cleaning up the ruins, first aid, distributing food, allocating supplies, and building temporary shelter. A lot of things fell on her.

As she did it, she found that it was not possible. In modern society, this was a matter that a lot of departments could solve. Now she is so busy that she can’t be busy at all. She is urgently asking for help. No matter who it is, if you have the breath, come and help!

Jalia Minaihill immediately brought the priests and paladins from the North County Monastery to help, but the manpower was still not enough.

After finding the loud voices he hired during the Wine Festival, Vanessa told them about the first aid knowledge she had found. After memorizing it, she asked them to go to various parts of the city to promote it.

Rescue yourself, save each other! Don’t wait. If you can find a way to solve it yourself, you will solve it yourself. If you really can’t solve it, come to me again!

Berval soon sent her the fat minister of the Chancellor to help.

The fat minister was taking his subordinates to count the warehouse, but found that the number was wrong.

After Boval asked, he found that many people saw goblins leaving the city with a lot of supplies. He was very decisive. This matter was just a goblin! No need to check it! It is definitely true that they all counted on them. After finishing this period of work, he must lead troops to attack these goblins!

Now the accounts are not in line with each other. Vanessa has been urging supplies, and she doesn't care about the accounts and accounts in times of crisis. She saves people first, and then talks about other things!

Only after several warehouses were opened, truckloads of grain were distributed to surviving citizens, the order in the city had been considered to have been initially restored.

Halfway through, King Varian sent his palace guards to help.

This guard is the team that gathered the evil races of Azeroth. However, now that the Dragon Man and Twilight Believers have been eliminated, the team has shrunk by half, and the rest are basically faceless people, demons, undead mages, orc thieves, werewolfs, etc.

The faceless person despises the Twilight believers who are in chaos in the city. Humans are just a group of inferior creatures! They jump out so stupidly to seek death? Are your Twilight Judgment two black dragons? Is it mentally retarded!

They had no intention of making trouble at all and clocked in to and from get off work as usual.

"Stand by, hold on!" Two palace guards who could not tell what race were, carried the beam of the house, and pressed a middle-aged man below.

"I'll do it!" Vanessa was so tired that she was sweating all over her neck. Seeing that the danger was on her side, she hurried over to support her.

The skull of the Wind Chaser was still tightly grasping the wind. As a hurricane rose, the beam of the house was lifted half a meter high. The middle-aged man who was pressed was pulled out by the palace guards and carried it aside. The priest who had been waiting for a while was quickly cured his broken leg.

The disaster relief work lasted for two days. King Varian, Prince Anduin, and Berval, the interim prime minister, also came to help. In the end, even the sinister thieves at the 7th Military Intelligence Department were mobilized to support, which barely stabilized the chaos in Stormwind City.

Civilian casualties cannot be counted, and property losses cannot be counted.

There is a lack of unified command and no standardized disaster relief method. Everyone is busy with their own efforts. If it weren't for the healing spells of priests and paladins, the death toll would be at least 20%.

No one can ignore the threat of the undead in the north. If the corpses are piled up in large quantities, if they are used by the undead mage, the consequences will be simply unimaginable.

Despite the great resistance, Bervar sent soldiers to collect the bodies in the ruins and then concentrated on cremation.

In this incident that was officially defined as the Black Dragon disaster by Storm Kingdom, the highest rank of dead was the old Marshal Reginald Windersol.

The military and the royal family held a slightly simple funeral for the old marshal. After that, the body was burned, and finally the ashes and the weapons and armor used by the old marshal during his lifetime were buried in the cemetery of Stormwind City.

The city was in chaos, and it was also very hard for Vanessa to carry out rescue as a civilian team.

After finishing her business, she lived in the North County Monastery of Galia. She needed to have a good talk with His Highness the eldest princess and get the full support of the other party.

The North County Monastery also received a large number of refugees. The pastors were exhausted, but they still turned their benevolence into holy light to heal every wounded.

Vanessa was very moved, but she was moved, but she could heal her, but she was not as professional as a pastor.

She changed into a burgundy long skirt with a floor-to-ceiling skirt, walked barefoot on the carpet with ordinary patterns, picked up a glass of moonberry juice and took a sip.

The mouth is a bit astringent, far less refreshing than modern drinks, but after drinking it, I found that it is quite delicious. The key is that this drink can nourish the spirit and is a drink that pastors often drink. In order to become stronger, she also started drinking it when she has something to do or not.

Leaning on the windowsill on the second floor, I looked at the busy pastors and medical staff below for a while, and then returned to the room to start planning several aspects.

She thought about all aspects of the Forgotten One, what are Sylvanas's advantages, what are her own advantages, what are her own disadvantages, and what should those Forgotten Ones do after their victory.

After dinner, she called Jaliya who was preparing to go back to her room to meditate: "Sister Jaliya, there is something I need to talk to you."

"What's the matter?" At this time, the eldest princess was wearing a bright yellow cloth robe, her hair was combed, and her sleeves were rolled to her elbow, which looked no different from an ordinary priest.

Seeing that Vanessa looked very serious, she also knew that there were too many people: "Let's talk to my room."
Chapter completed!