Remember in one second to provide you with wonderful novels to read. In Durnholde Castle, except for Terenas Menethil II who was absent due to the long journey, almost all the powerful people in the alliance gathered together.
Even so, the king of the Kingdom of Lordaeron still sent a document, and Anduin Lothar's decision represented the will of Lordaeron.
Solas Bertone also handed over the decision-making power to the alliance's supreme commander.
Daelin Proudmoore's attitude is unclear.
Genn Greymane said nothing during the five days of debate.
The Wildhammer dwarves were busy clearing out the orcs who had penetrated into the Hinterlands, resisting the counterattack of the trolls, and stated that they would not participate in the disputes among humans.
The special envoy of Alterac can only say one sentence: "The will of Alterac is determined by His Majesty Carlos."
What was originally a simple matter, a person who was supposed to be awarded a medal, is now locked in a cage because of Game of Thrones.
This made Lothar very dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.
Lothar had met Wu Ping. He was a young man with clear eyes. His strong and well-proportioned muscles were impossible to possess without long-term exercise. His good etiquette and conversation also showed that he had a good family background.
Although there was no evidence, Lothar did not believe that such a person would join the tribe.
It's a pity that Lothar can't say this, and he doesn't dare to say this.
The war has been going on for more than a year. Although the dawn of victory has emerged, maintaining this alliance has also made Lothar feel mentally and physically exhausted. His original Mediterranean hairstyle is now almost bald.
Because of the pressure from the orc tribe, the kingdoms of Lordaeron must unite closely to have any hope of victory.
However, on the battlefield, people are dying every moment.
Kings, nobles, and common people were suffering losses every minute and every second.
There is no love without reason, and there is no unconditional trust.
Lothar not only commands the alliance's nearly 200,000 troops, but also balances various forces, large and small, within the alliance.
In order to counterattack Elvin, Lothar did favor the people of Arathi.
Not only because Arathi Highlands is the birthplace of the Arathor Empire, but also because as the last blood descendant of Thoradin, Lothar has natural appeal and influence on Stromgarde and the residents of Arathi Highlands.
in other words. In addition to the refugees from Stormwind City and the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse, the recruits from Stromgarde can also be counted as half of Lothar's disciples.
At this point in the war, Daelin Proudmoore had lost more than a third of his fleet; Gilneas was trying to block the tribe's northward passage. Almost all the farmland in the southern part of Silverpine Forest was abandoned; not to mention Alterac, the mobilization of all-out war meant that no matter whether the war was won or lost, the country would not be easy in the next few years.
Although Terenas never complained to Lothar in his letters, Lothar understood. Terenas would not have an easy time trying to subdue Lordaeron's internal opposition.
Lothar is not a saint, he also has selfish motives. His current goal is to defeat the Horde Orcs, but his fundamental goal is to restore the Kingdom of Stormwind.
So he did favor Stromgarde.
Compared to the losses in other kingdoms, the residents of Arathi live in paradise.
Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that this time there is a problem within the Bertone family in Stromgarde, and representatives from various kingdoms have ambiguous attitudes and even make a fuss out of a molehill.
We do not suffer from poverty but from inequality.
Lothar saw this keenly.
This is not a small matter, if it is not handled well. The alliance might even fall apart.
So Lothar felt like she was stuck in a deep quagmire.
It is obvious that the orcs have shown signs of decline, and the soldiers have become stronger and stronger through the experience of blood and fire, and have endured more hardships. What is this inexplicable sudden situation now?
Lothar was irritable inside, but her face was extremely relaxed and she seemed confident.
Although I am just lying to myself.
The case is actually very simple.
The process doesn't matter either.
After layers of political kidnapping, it is now a situation of either choice.
If Wu Ping is guilty, Bigglas Bertone is innocent, and the Stromgarde regime is not at fault.
Wu Ping is not guilty. If Biglas Bertone collaborates with the enemy, Stromgarde must pay the price for the faults of family members.
It's ridiculous, illogical, and even unbelievable.
But it got everyone's acquiescence.
Because for the big shots. It doesn't matter whether Wu Ping is guilty or not. What they want is Lothar's attitude.
Solas Bertone was truly in a dilemma. On one side, his most trusted brother, Biglas, is being stigmatized, and on the other side, there is the power struggle within the Bertone family.
There is already a Bertone whose life and death are unknown, are there more people to be involved in?
Solas is still strong though. But after all, he was an old man entering his twilight years. This difficult choice left him no time to care about the soldier named Wu Ping.
Lothar was deeply entangled in whether to sacrifice a possibly innocent person for the sake of the stability of the alliance, or to aggravate the matter for the sake of his own morality, integrity, and conscience.
Alterac's delay gave Lothar time to think.
So in Durnholde, this remote castle, all kinds of overt quarrels and secret deals never stopped.
Until the messenger notified Lothar that the king of Alterac had arrived.
Out of courtesy, all the nobles left the protection of the siege and went to greet Carlos.
Whether you are willing to admit it or not, at least all the big bosses in the league who are true to their word have admitted it, so no one dares to question whether Carlos's crown is legitimate.
Kingship is law.
However, when Carlos appeared in front of these nobles, everyone was shocked.
God, you are so tall!
After putting on a traditional blue dress with white edges, twenty-two guards surrounded Carlos, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and walked into the welcoming crowd.
It's a pity that the gorgeous clothes can't cover up the pungent smell of blood.
"It feels like you're growing taller again, Carlos."
Lothar hugged Carlos as if nothing had happened and patted his back like a junior.
"War always makes people grow."
Carlos waited for three to five seconds, then let go of Lothar and said meaningfully.
"The road here was not very peaceful, so I am a little more energetic. I will treat these as a greeting gift. I hope you don't feel shabby."
After Carlos finished speaking, the two guards untied the two large bags hidden under their cloaks and poured the contents onto the ground.
"Oh my God. At least three hundred orc ears, all left ears."
Amid everyone's exclamations, Lothar asked, "How many troops did you bring?"
"that's it."
Carlos laughed, then Admiral Daelin laughed.
"Very good. Carlos boy, come to me tonight, I have good wine."
"Of course, Uncle Dailin."
Carlos responded to the Proudmoore family's kindness and stepped aside. Welcoming Alleria Windrunner.
Still wearing the attire of a ranger, Alleria had no intention of dressing up.
However, even without makeup, the female elf's beauty still attracted everyone's attention.
"Aurelia, everyone knows her, but I think it is necessary to introduce her again."
After Carlos finished speaking, Alleria nodded and stood up.
"Everyone, due to the selfless help of His Majesty Carlos Barov and General Turalyon, as well as the selfless help of the Alterac soldiers. On behalf of His Majesty the Sun King Anastarian, I came to discuss Quelsa Lars joins the Alliance to fight against the Horde."
Such diplomatic rhetoric is actually very inappropriate. But Alleria didn't care at all. After all, it wouldn't be long before professional diplomats came to argue with humans. Now that she was helping her friends in a pretentious manner, the problem was not big. She could just let the councilors of Silvermoon City have a headache.
If Carlos' arrival was only greeted with courtesy, after Alleria's speech, no one could ignore this tall man who had gone from general to king.
He brought the Covenant of Quel'Thalas.
Although humans don't know how powerful Quel'Thalas is, everyone knows that this elven kingdom is very powerful.
This flimsy covenant. But it is heavy enough to suppress all disputes within the alliance.
Lothar was simply overjoyed. Carlos brought hope of breaking the situation. Maybe there was a third possibility for how things would develop.
"That's great, Carlos..."
Lothar hasn't finished speaking yet. He was interrupted somewhat rudely by Carlos.
"Danas, I heard that someone accused Uncle Biglas of betraying the alliance. Is this true?"
Carlos saw a gloomy-looking Danas standing in the crowd from a distance and took the initiative to speak out.
"This is slander."
Danas looked like he was having a hard time, with dark circles under his eyes and a pale face.
Although he wrote letters to Carlos. But times have changed, and Danas is not sure whether Carlos's attitude will change after becoming king.
"Well, I think so too. How could a man like Uncle Xiang turn to the orcs?"
Carlos's statement brought light back to Danas' face.
"So whoever said that, stand up and I will challenge him."
Carlos unbuckled his shoulders, took off his cloak, loosened the wind collar button, and moved his neck.
"If you're afraid, I can give you only one hand, left or right, it doesn't matter."
Faced with Carlos' arrogance, Daelin laughed happily, Genn frowned, Solas couldn't see his expression, and Lothar was thinking quickly in his mind.
"Carlos, the more I like you, the more I like you. Do you want to be my son-in-law?"
Proudmoore's head asked as if joking.
"Let's talk about this later, Uncle Dai Lin."
Carlos shivered inexplicably.
"I heard that there is an unlucky guy named Wu Ping. I wonder what you are going to do with him, Marshal Lothar?"
Seeing that no one around him answered, Carlos changed the subject and asked.
"A trial, guilty, hanging. Not guilty, medals."
Taking advantage of Carlos' sudden attack, Lothar finally breathed a sigh of relief.
There is peace in the world, and there is no need to offend anyone and not be ignorant.
Lothar could send soldiers to cut off and die in the war, but after all, he could not bear the inner condemnation caused by killing an innocent person.
Take this opportunity to quickly characterize this matter.
"Three hundred and forty-seven orc ears, I'm not guilty of buying Wu Ping."
Carlos bet with chips that no one else had available for the time being, once again silencing everyone.
"Uncle Solas, please say something. This boring farce should end."
There was no negotiation or compromise behind the scenes. Carlos openly brought the matter to the forefront during his reception ceremony.
"That's fine. The dark courtroom in the castle made me sleepy. Everyone happens to be here, right here. Let's listen to what Wu Ping has to say."
After Solas finished speaking, his originally dull eyeballs burst into sharp light. (To be continued.)
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