The loyal and brave generals of the Stormwind Kingdom raised their swords in their hands, and they felt the excitement in the eyes of His Majesty the Most Beloved King, and before they knew it, their breath and their hearts were in sync with the King. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was an inexplicable throbbing of the heart.

One by one, they entered a kind of trance and mystical realm. It was as if they had traveled through time and space to see that thousands of years ago, the ancestors had set the first stele in this strange and lush valley and declared it to be called Stormwind City.

It was as if they had seen their ancestors cut through thorns, the colorful insects under their feet fleeing from the grass, and the land had become a paradise for mankind.

They also seemed to see King Lane, who had inherited the will of his ancestors, about to make a great choice that would change the fate of the entire kingdom.

The usual noisy council chamber is filled with a sacred smell that is both familiar and unfamiliar, and it is like being in the cathedral of the storm for Mass, listening to the archbishop's teachings, and feeling the gaze of the statues of the sages on both sides. The gaze of these great pioneers, spanning thousands of years, quietly watched Lane.

Quiet and sacred.

The loyal and brave generals chose to listen, and the despicable nobles gave up their defenses.

There was absolute silence in the council chamber, and the whole world seemed to fall silent, just for the sake of that divine answer.

Ryan's eyes were wide open, and his azure pupils were filled with a sublime sense of clarity. The golden-edged golden lion flag on a blue background that has been inherited for thousands of years in the Storm Kingdom exudes a brilliant brilliance behind him.

His voice was clear, magnetic, penetrating, and irresistibly majestic.

"I, the King of the Storm, Ryan Ureon, hereby declare that the 20 nobles, led by the Duke of Ferens, have abused their power, corrupted and degenerated, colluded with demons, and dishonored the name of justice and justice of the nobles, and are a disgrace to the nobles. The names of all the above 20 nobles are hereby abolished, and all the remnants of the nobles are reduced to commoners, and the property obtained by their ill-just gains will be distributed to the meritorious soldiers of this service as an example. ”

"I declare that any person, regardless of origin, age, race, or gender, who has made great contributions to the Kingdom of Stormwind, will be crowned a nobleman! In the same way, anyone who dares to betray the interests of mankind will be punished even if I am far away in the Kingdom of Stormwind! Anyone who violates this oath will be punished regardless of birth or status."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone's face was strongly shocked.

Ryan's courage and courage can go so far!

No king dares to sweep half of the nobles in the country to the end in one go, but Ryan dares!

No king dares to associate supremacy with merit once, but Ryan dares!

No king has the courage to use talents so freely, or Ryan dares!

Although it was Duke's actions behind the scenes that caused the astonishing loss of the nobles and put it in front of Ryan as a fait accompli, although it was Duke who took advantage of the great crisis of the country's ruin to blackmail Ryan, in the end, it was still Ryan who made the decision.

Ryan made the wisest decision, no, it was even more wise than Duke expected, it was already the realm of the great.

With these three points, as long as Ryan's Stormwind Kingdom is not truly destroyed, as long as Ryan's bloodline and policies can continue, Ryan is bound to leave the strongest mark in the history of human beings in Azeroth.

Everyone present felt that their souls had been sublimated by some kind of mystery at this moment. If the fight against the Horde invasion is a glorious hymn, an epic that did not belong to a single person, then at this moment, there is only one protagonist - Ryan Ureon.

"For humanity - for Azeroth—" Ryan shouted.

"For humanity—for Azeroth—" Duke, Anduin, and the others echoed in unison.

The excitement lingered for a long time, and the chests of each of the valiant men rose and fell violently, and they looked at each other and saw the same smile.

Ryan swept his cold eyes over the nobles who were trying to force the palace just now: "Gentlemen, you can leave, the next time is to discuss the confidential military information, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Lothar and Duke Fotagen stepped forward at the same time, one left and one right, and beside them, more than a dozen royal guards gathered in a fan.

The nobles squirmed their mouths, and there was a cowardice between their eyebrows, but they did not protest anymore after all, and quietly withdrew.

This scene was painted into a world-famous painting by a later painter according to the accounts of witnesses of the year, and the sky-high price of 3 million gold coins was auctioned, and the name of the painting was "The End of the Decadent Era".

After the nobles left, the huge council hall seemed empty, and Ryan and his party suddenly moved to a smaller, more intimate small conference room.

There are no more than 20 people here, including the guards.

But these people will be the core of power in the Stormwind Kingdom, if the Stormwind Kingdom survives......

Just now, Bolval was firmly on Duke's side, but now he was the first to attack: "Yo, my wise Archmage Marcus. As much as I would like to thank you for helping the kingdom get more than fifty ships, I can't handle it here. By the time you and Lothar went to the rescue, the kingdom had lost nearly 3,000 more elite soldiers. This is the total number of killed and those who can no longer go to war. ”

Everyone's face is not good. It has been too long to train a qualified soldier, and the kingdom cannot withstand this rate of attrition. Even if the speed of transporting soldiers and civilians can be nearly doubled, the current situation is that it is likely that the defense line will collapse before then.

Ryan walked over, put a hand on Duke's shoulder, and calmly looked into Duke's eyes: "I won't take what you just did as a forced palace. The Kingdom of Stormwind has been sick for a long time, and you just gave me a determination to cut off this carrion. But the rebirth of the Kingdom still depends on the efforts of your juniors. I guess you've given me so many perfect answers before, and this time, you're not going to let me down, right?"

If Duke forces out the nobles so perfectly, but can't come up with dry goods in the next military discussion, and let the Stormwind Kingdom get rid of it, this is the real funny.

But Duke is Duke!

A miracle man who will not disappoint those who support him at any time.

Duke chuckled, "Of course you won't be disappointed, my majesty. First of all, allow me to introduce you to an important guest. Please, my follower Itana and the guests she brought. ”

Ryan nodded with a slight smile.

The door to the conference room opened, and a short time later, a female mage wearing a freckled mage robe of the Storm King Family mage group entered with a guest.

That guest made the faces of many Storm Kingdom executives stiffen.

Because, the so-called guest, is actually a goblin. (To be continued.) )