Chapter 330: Swear in the Name of Holy Light (2 more)
Lor'themar has been his little brother for thousands of years, and he still serves a powerful boss like Queen Xi, so his talent for observing people's emotions is quite full.
Of course he knew that McDonald was unhappy, so he immediately changed his story: "It's the former Duke of Lordaeron who calls himself King of Lordaemir."
Hey, on to the road!
From now on, Barcellas will be the second tool man.
McDonald swept across the audience and found that everyone looked constipated.
Only Rivendell was full of energy and complained on the spot: "That idiot who has never even seen an orc, thinks that death knights are garbage? Or does he think that we can use the portal to send a million soldiers to him as cannon fodder?"
Rivendell can complain, but McDonald, who is now the leader of the alliance, can't.
If he had not become the leader of the alliance as yesterday, McDonald would have let him die and said, "The Duke of Lordamere was a decent man during his lifetime. Just spit on him and leave!" That would be the end of it.
Not today.
This is the difference brought about by different statuses.
The original intention of the alliance is to face powerful foreign enemies and weak countries and forces to unite to survive. If the alliance arbitrarily rejects the help of the weak, who will join the alliance in the future?
It is unlikely that the existing members will become disloyal and withdraw from the group one by one.
Alas, Lord Lordamere is such a bitch.
This guy is twitchy, arrogant, has bad eyesight, and is still living in a dream, thinking that this is still the era when nobles did whatever they wanted. Do you really think that by gathering a group of nobles, you can command the world?
No, just yesterday, he thought he could be the king and shouted orders to the young McDonald. Today, when he saw that the momentum was not right, he immediately peed.
I don’t know who came up with the idea, but at least the alliance was devastated when it came to asking for help.
You mean help?
This means letting Stratholme lead hundreds of thousands of soldiers as cannon fodder.
McDonough has 300,000 professional soldiers, and he is still going crazy with his troops. He is playing strategic contraction, and even the Andorhal leader is worried that he will not be able to defend it. What the hell are you asking me to send a large army to across Ti, where the undead natural disaster is rampant?
In Risfal Glades, there was an armed parade under the eyes of Lordaeron's old master?
Do you think this Duke of Lordamre is mean?
If you don't save it, it goes against the alliance's policy.
After thinking for a moment, the corners of McDonald's mouth slightly raised. When he showed this expression, the hearts of all the women in the room jumped violently.
Don't get me wrong, what they are thinking is: Not good! Our Duke is going to cause trouble.
McDonald snapped his fingers, and Galford, the archivist and scribe, followed immediately, writing quickly.
"First, I disagree with Lord Lordamir's claim to have the title of king. The birth of any human kingdom must be recognized by the kings of other human kingdoms. This needs to be decided after careful discussion and voting by the human noble assembly after the war.
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"Second, based on a humanitarian stance, the Alliance will not turn a blind eye to the land of Lordamere, which is besieged by the Scourge of the Undead. I will send the most elite Trident Legion for airborne rescue, and ask the Wildhammer clan to cooperate. I hope that the Duke of Lordamere will be here.
With the support of our army, we will evacuate to Silverpine Forest as soon as possible. As soon as we reach the west coast, the Kul Tiras First Fleet will be there to respond."
A bunch of vassals listened for a long time and felt awe-struck.
It's one thing for the stupid Duke to call himself king, but it's another thing to send troops to rescue him.
Rivendell was the first to be unable to bear it. He went out to salute: "My lord! It's not worth losing our Trident Legion for this bastard!"
Serijek followed: "It's not worth it!"
Arthas was the most direct, gritting his teeth: "That bastard, I would rather he die in the city of Lordaeron!"
In terms of blood relationship, the Duke of Lordamere is a close relative of the royal family. This can be known from the name of the territory.
Here Terenas jumped, and Duke Lordamre was actually the first to jump out and inflict trouble on the Menethil family. On the contrary, Macdonken, who had been considered by the nobles to be disloyal, single-handedly protected Ka
Leah and Arthas.
Alsace, who had a clear distinction between love and hate, was most unhappy with such a guy.
McDonald pressed down his hands, and the vassals immediately calmed down: "Don't be chaotic, we will prepare for the war according to our established strategy. How many people can be withdrawn depends on the luck of Duke Lordamre. Anyway, we just have to do our best."
"This..." Rivendell still wanted to persuade.
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McDonald snapped his fingers, and a general from the Trident Legion immediately opened the door and came in.
"I want your people to ride on griffins to rescue the Duke of Lordamere and his subjects. This is the action plan. Are there any questions? General [Elulu]!"
[Eluru Castle] resisted the urge to laugh and saluted with a straight face: "No problem, I promise to complete the mission. If we can't do it, I [Eluru Castle] will die there."
"I don't want you to die. If you turn into bones and come back, I'll have a headache."
"Thank you, Lord, for your concern."
As these serious-looking guys asked and answered questions, the laughter in the system communication channel was overwhelming.
[Ye Tian Tenghua]: "Hahahahaha! What does the poisonous oath sworn by Elulu have to do with me, Elubao?"
[Bashu Yanyun]: "666, buddy, let's go!"
When the news came out, all the top leaders of the alliance were moved.
They were both happy and sad.
Fortunately, McDonald kept things official, and even though he was dissatisfied with the Duke of Lordamre, he still sent a large-scale rescue team.
The combat power of the Trident Legion is well known to the entire alliance. In theory, these guys are mercenaries, but they are more powerful than the royal guards. These ruthless people will fight without their lives.
If you are not an opponent twice as strong as them, you will not be able to escape unscathed if you encounter them.
In order to cooperate with this large-scale airborne landing, the Wildhammer clan lent out almost all the griffins they could send. Together with the griffins led by Stratholme, more than 3,600 griffins were collected.
A lot of half-grown griffins were put to use just after training.
One day later, a full five thousand people parachuted to Lordamre Island.
The muscles on Duke Lordamere's face were twitching, and when he saw [Ellu Castle], he immediately cursed him.
"What's the use of five thousand people? Where's that brat McDonald? Why didn't he come to rescue me when he had an army of half a million? Does he want me to die!? I know, he must have been raped by that bitch Kalia
I'm fascinated. That kid has been unable to move his legs since he saw a beautiful woman. Bah! Our family and the Stratholme family are family friends. If even a drop of our family's noble blood is shed, I wonder how he will explain to his ancestors after his death!?
"
The Duke, who had a mean face, was completely in a state of hysteria, spouting Lordaeron slang [Ellu Keep].
[Elu Castle] stood one step forward, and his tall and heroic posture combined with the holy light blooming on his body was quite eye-catching.
"Dear Your Majesty, I swear in the name of the Holy Light - Duke Stratholme's half-million-strong army has set off from Andorhal Fortress and is on its way here. Please be patient, Your Majesty!"
There was silence in the system communication group for a while.
A second later, someone said quietly: "By the way, the holy light of sand sculpture players has nothing to do with their faith?"
