Chapter 90: Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish
Alsace knelt on the ground in pain, his eyes were bleeding, and he kept wailing.
Robbie looked pale, trembling all over, and his heart felt like a knife. He jumped down into the pit and carefully observed the human bones.
It was picked very cleanly, with almost no shreds of meat remaining, and obvious tooth marks could be seen in some places, as if it had been bitten by a large carnivore. I don't know if it was done by that greedy guy.
"There is no doubt that the murderer is an orc."
Robbie's voice was cold and his lips were trembling. He had never been so angry before.
In human history, it is not that there have been tragedies of massacres of cities, most of them were due to the anger of war or considerations of the war situation. After all, the purpose of human wars is to conquer, not to massacre.
In front of Robby, there was an orderly and purposeful slaughter, no different from the slaughter of cattle, sheep, pigs and chickens, just to satisfy the appetite.
And after the massacre, he also knew how to cover up the traces.
The only one that could achieve this was a certain concentration camp during World War II.
"Behold, the people of Brill are surrounding me."
Alsace fell into a state of confusion, his eyes temporarily lost focus, extremely sad, and suffered continuous blows. Some kind of wonderful power awakened in his body:
"The mother holding the baby, the cute little girl, the old man on crutches, and the simple farmer, they were telling me the tragedy. It was the Holy Knights of the Silver Hand who tricked the people of the town to come here.
Then he was surrounded by hundreds of orcs, and then..."
Alsace couldn't speak any more, his face was extremely twitching, and all he could say was a murmur.
"This is a blood feud, this is an intolerable war crime, this is a naked betrayal, I will go to them to settle the score, and I will make the murderer pay the price."
"Prince Alsace, calm down, there is no point in doing this."
Robbie sighed: "The orcs will argue that this is the price of war, they can always find a suitable reason, and don't forget the guardian."
"Guardian Medivh."
Alsace gritted his teeth with hatred, but the hatred did not make him lose his mind. He touched the blood on his face and said, "I have known for a long time that my father's original choice was wrong. We obviously have a better choice."
"Better choice?"
"It's Deathwing." Arthas whispered:
"Deathwing incarnated as a human noble to contact his father and once won his trust. Deathwing's request was very simple. He hoped to get some orcs to conduct his experiments. He wanted to make the orcs into dragon orcs. If he could
Fulfilling his wish, Lordaeron will be protected by the Black Dragon Clan. Unfortunately, someone interfered, and the mages of Dalaran protested to the father. They said this was an inhumane act and that intelligent creatures should not be treated so cruelly."
"Look at Brill, the poor people of Lordaeron. When they were being massacred, why didn't the mage of Dalaran jump out to uphold justice? Who would redress the injustice of the innocent people? Who would seek restitution for these poor people?
Justice. Dalaran mages, these sanctimonious bastards, they are all the lackeys of the Guardian, the most despicable scoundrels."
"Politics is dirty, Prince Alsace. Behind all the high-sounding morals and righteousness, there is nothing more than hypocritical greed and desire, as well as naked transactions."
Robbie thought of the tragedy of Theramore. After the Focusing Iris destroyed Theramore, the mages of Dalaran were still singing and dancing and never thought of punishing the orcs. Even if Jaina became the leader of Dalaran, she was still just
It's just a show.
In the mind of the Dalaran mage, it is only natural for orcs to raise their butcher's knives against humans.
"If I had chosen Deathwing, there would not have been such a tragedy." Arthas said sadly.
"You are wrong, Alsace." Robbie looked at the dim night sky and fell into thinking.
Human beings are lazy creatures, they don’t like to use their brains when they can use their hands.
Azeroth is a super-demon world with all kinds of magical and weird powers. In this world, intelligent life prefers to be hands-on and rarely knows how to use conspiracy.
Robbie believed that his schemes were not as good as those of the great and brilliant conspirators of ancient times.
But in Azeroth, a world where political wisdom is still naive, Robbie feels that his views are quite good.
"If you choose Deathwing, the result may not be very good. It may be the same." Robbie shook his head and said:
"No matter what choice you make, it is wrong. Only by playing both sides, checking and balancing each other, can you still strive for a glimmer of hope. Managing a big country is like cooking a small one, and politics is a game of walking on the tip of a knife."
Robbie looked at Alsace's immature and young face, feeling secretly disappointed in his heart. The moral education of the Paladin was correct, but it didn't seem to be suitable for this terrible troubled world.
The difficulty of operating such a complex conspiracy can be imagined. I am afraid that Alsace and his father will have a hard time playing it. If you are not careful, everything will be lost and the end will be tragic.
Arthas fell into melancholy. He was still young and inexperienced, unable to digest this not-so-profound wisdom.
"Prince Arthas, the real great wisdom is not to solve difficulties when encountering them, but to grasp the overall situation, stay away from dangers, and not let difficulties get close to you. If you think about it carefully, what is the reason that puts Lordaeron into a situation that must be done?
A dilemma of choice?”
"It's a damn orc." Arthas said viciously.
Robbie nodded: "There is a saying in our hometown that ordinary people are not guilty but those who possess the treasure are guilty. Children carrying epic weapons walking in the busy city will be harmed by others. Orcs are that epic weapon. If I don't have
If you guess wrong, King Terenas also has ambitions for the orcs, right?"
Alsace was silent for a while, and although he was unwilling to do so, he finally nodded.
In the history of Azeroth, only Emperor Thoradin of the Kingdom of Arathor completed the unification of mankind. After that, the Kingdom of Arathor was divided into seven kingdoms, of which Lordaeron was only one.
It is estimated that all human kings have the ambition to recreate the glory of Emperor Thoradin.
The orcs have amazing fighting prowess. In order to defeat the terrifying orcs, Lordaeron paid a heavy price. Almost an entire generation of young people died on the battlefield.
If the orcs can be controlled and this terrifying legion can be firmly used for their own use, then unifying the human kingdom will no longer be a dream, and even the entire Azeroth can be conquered.
This was probably the original intention of King Terenas in establishing the Orc Sanctuary.
Unfortunately, those who are greedy for this epic weapon are Deathwing and Guardian Medivh.
Alsace sat weakly on the ground, grabbing his hair hard:
"My father did have this idea, but when he discovered that maintaining an orc shelter required an astronomical number of gold coins, he gave up. He wanted to kill all the orcs or send them back to their hometown. Unfortunately, the guardian Maddie
Wen is here."
"Medivine told his father that the orcs' powerful combat power was a resource that could bring a steady stream of income to Lordaeron. Who would have thought that the orcs suddenly became weak, and the mages of Dalaran came to investigate and said many things
The reasons, such as running out of demon blood, being infected with disease, etc., were all wrong, until a certain mage apprentice discovered an extremely simple truth, orcs must eat meat."
"Later, Medivh teamed up with the four-color dragon king to defeat Deathwing. He finally revealed his true colors. First, he said that the orcs are rational and intelligent creatures and should be equal to the people of Lordaeron. Later, he said that the orcs are the saviors of Azeroth.
, you should enjoy the land of Lordaeron, and I don’t know what will be said in the future.”
Robbie had a cold expression and said in a cold voice:
"After that, let the people of Lordaeron leave their homes and go to Kamrito across the sea to seek life."
Arthas was shocked: "Is this the complete destruction of Lordaeron?"
Using the holy light to heal himself, Alsace's eyesight gradually recovered and he finally calmed down.
"When I was a child, I saw orcs in an orc shelter. The mother was holding her baby and humming a song. They looked no different from humans."
Robbie laughed so hard that he burst into tears.
"What are you laughing at?" Arthas was puzzled.
"Dear Prince, you are too naive, why not let us meet the real orcs." (To be continued)