Just thinking about the situation that the crown prince is an egg, all the vassals were shocked.
When it comes to playing, my boss is still awesome.
It was an elf before, then a night elf, and then a dragon. Who can guarantee that it won't be a draenei woman in the future? It won't be a succubus?
This is no longer just that the three senses follow the five senses. It is entirely possible for my boss to break through the aesthetic limits of most humans!
The corners of the eyes and faces of each vassal were in a state of slight twitching.
Even if they knew that McDonald was playing rogue and used the possibility of breaking through the lower limit to force them to submit, there was nothing they could do.
Many Stratholme veterans must hope to get rid of the Menethil family bloodline to show their separation from the old era.
McDonald's was willing to live or die, and they were really speechless now.
In fact, they were planning to fight to the death.
McDonald's words became the last straw that broke their spiritual defenses.
"You guys are very busy, right? You have extra energy and you can't vent it, right? Since one or two of them claim to be my loyal ministers and they want to help me share my worries, that's fine. I'll see who is the loudest, and I'll grant a seal to whose territory. So.
With Wintergrasp as the core of the duchy, I'm still worried about which of my beloveds should I send..."
Thunder from heaven!
This cruel move made the vassals' spiritual worlds burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
The core gameplay of the vassal system is: the vassaled territory cannot be taken back even if the vassal rebels against the country. At most, the family owner can be killed and his heirs can inherit the fiefdom.
Generally speaking, if there is nothing wrong, the seal cannot be reduced or transferred.
In other words, the King of Alterac was betrayed and surrendered to the orcs. Because of such an outrageous mistake, Duke Barov was deposed.
There is only one type of transfer that is recognized as legal in the aristocratic world and that is to increase the fiefdom! At the very least, the area of the fiefdom must be increased.
This gave rise to the rogue game, where a vassal who offended his boss would be sealed off to a larger territory, but a place where no one could poop.
To put it bluntly, it’s overt praise and covert criticism!
This trick has not been played by the king in the past two thousand years. It's ridiculous. It's not that the previous 'good kings' didn't want to play it, but there is simply no room for the king to use it.
The people who shout the loudest now are the veterans of the Eastern Kingdom.
I'm used to the rich old land of Lordaeron, so I don't want to go to that cold and miserable place.
This move really hurt each other. The important ministers did this just to get close to each other, but they never thought that they would really go to this extent.
McDonald's words were a sure blow on the spot!
All the vassals lowered their heads silently, counting the non-existent ants on the floor of the hall.
Even if there are ready-made railways and fortresses, a powerful fleet escort, and regular routes established, when it comes to going to the freezing Northrend to open up wasteland, this is something that only the hard-working new nobles will do. Who wants to do it?
In the past, everyone knew that there were only direct descendants of Macdonken such as Rivendell and Serijek.
There was no need to force his own emperor to do this, so McDonald decided to marry Princess Kalia so happily.
In fact, Kalia still has some psychological problems. McDonald said "Do you wish Prince Stratholme was an egg?", which immediately made Kalia cry and laugh, and lightly beat McDonald with her little pink fist like raindrops.
Ken chest.
"Why are you such a bastard? In the 2800 years of human history, I have never seen an emperor as outrageous as you."
"Are those bullshit ministers trying to threaten me? I'm just going to use their tactics to deal with them." McDonald said as he lifted up his white silk legs.
"Wait! We're talking about business!" Kalia countered weakly.
"You say what you say. I will do mine. This is my business. If you refuse, the people of Lordaeron will usher in an emperor who is not a human being."
Kalia rolled her eyes, she was really speechless by McDonald: "You..."
Not to mention, if she didn't have the attributes of a childhood sweetheart, she might really fall into the arms of the elf sister and die.
If he has to marry a woman, then Kalia is his last stubbornness.
Ever since the Scourge started wreaking havoc, Kallia had always felt that the Menethil family was a bloodline of sin. With Macdonken leading Arthas to successfully conquer Terenas, not many people even scolded them secretly now.
Siblings.
The Lich King committed a heinous crime, but he destroyed them all and contributed most of Northrend.
People, always have to look forward.
The anger has subsided, and there are benefits such as compensation and land.
The dead will not protest (those who do will have their ashes spread by the Paladin).
In addition, the people of Lordaeron were omnipotent, and the heroic emperor who was about to ascend the throne was determined to clear their siblings' names. Everyone thought that they would not have to deal with the emperor for this matter.
The burden on Kalia's heart has really disappeared.
Originally, Kalia wanted to try one last time to see if she could bring McDonald and Gianna together. Who would have thought that McDonald would spend a lot of money to drive away Gianna in order not to marry him.
Being able to do such a cool thing shows just how stubborn McDonald is.
Since her favorite McDonald was so insistent, Kalia reluctantly agreed.
After finally deciding on the candidate for the queen, Macdonald and his vassals had another heated but amicable argument over how to hold the coronation ceremony.
The old-school vassals advocated 'nobility', and the core of it was luxury. The most outrageous suggestion was to roll out a red carpet all the way from Lordaeron, across three provinces, to Stratholme City, with arrangements every five meters along the way.
A young girl threw rose petals at the passing wedding convoy.
Just imagining this scene reminds a time-traveler of the scene in the original history [Father is kind and son is filial to sword]. Terenas welcomed the death knight who returned from Northrend. It was also painted in this style.
After McDonald sent the product to Wintergrasp for inspection, no one dared to make such unreliable suggestions.
Even if it wasn't a transfer of title, this still frightened the old-school nobles.
McDonald took the opportunity to set the tone: "The country is made up of the people! What kind of leader do the people like best? In this troubled world with frequent foreign enemies, they first hope to have someone who can protect them. And then let them have enough to eat.
Live a good life. I did it, so they love me, it’s that simple!”
then……
The establishment of the Stratholme Empire, the emperor's enthronement ceremony and the military parade were just decided.
Two days later, the tribe's main city, New Orgrimmar, is the Valley of Honor.
"We, Stratholme, will hold a founding ceremony at the Dark Portal on October 16, 2016. I hope that the chief of the tribe, Thrall, will appreciate it. If the chief is really troubled by trivial matters, please at least send a representative to attend. For example, Chief Bloodhoof
It's very suitable." Darien said to Thrall politely.
The more polite Darien was, the more Thrall had a headache: "Okay, the tribe has received the alliance's goodwill. Please allow us to discuss it for three days."
