Chapter 216: The Council of the Thrones (Part I) (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
"Dangdangβ"
The alarm bells representing death and crisis had long since ceased, but the long-honing alarm bells turned into auditory hallucinations that still echoed in the ears of every Lordaeron, every nobleman, every delegate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
This voice is a warning to the world that the days of peace and ease are over, and that the cruel and bloody war is coming.
Without any further hesitation, the representatives of various countries summoned magicians and used costly magic mirrors to teleport everything that happened in the royal city of Lordaeron back to their own countries.
The amount of mana gems that would need to be expended for such a long, large scene was staggering, but this time, none of them were stingy with that little money.
At the reconvened meeting, each of the delegates carefully watched the entire video footage that Duke had created, and Duke showed King Terenus and each of the delegates the savagery and horror of the orcs in a huge cube cone with a side length of more than 10 meters.
That unyielding, primal madness.
That kind of bloodthirsty and brutal horrific killing.
The furious momentum that refuses to give up until the last soldier fights.
Each scene brought a deeper shock to the delegates.
When Duke plays the image of the conquered lands at the end of the video, where both adults and children, and commoners and nobles are lying on the ground, every representative has to admit that this is already a battle for the survival of the race!
At the end of the five-minute presentation, there was no sound in the room except for gasps.
"May I ask Lord Marcus, can I keep a copy of your image and send it back to my king?" said the representative of Kul Tiras.
Not only him, but other delegates expressed their desire to get a copy.
"I'm sorry, but this is my unique magical technique, evolved from Medivan's heritage. I can't divide or transfer this magic, but I can demonstrate it again for Your Majesty in the Magical Teleportation. β
Seeing that the general situation was decided, King Terenus of Lordaeron stood proudly, and he first looked at King Lane: "Alright, it seems that we have all agreed. Then, at the request of King Ryan Ureon, I will formally issue an appeal to the remaining five human kingdoms, as well as Quel'Thalas and Ironforge, to form an alliance to jointly deal with the attack of the orc tribes. I hope that in two weeks I will be able to meet with the kings or the messengers who can represent the king's will in the throne hall of Lordaeron. β
In this day and age, traveling for kings has never been a simple matter.
If it were by land or sea, it would take more than half a month for the farthest dwarves to reach the royal city of Lordaeron in the north of the continent.
Everyone knows that the orcs are on fire, so except for those kings who dare to play portals, riding a griffin is almost the only option.
In this day and age, spatial teleportation is very unreliable. Mastering the magic of spatial teleportation is no less than asking an ordinary person to choose the only correct sesame seed in a hundred catties of black sesame seeds ten meters away. Not only must the coordinates be locked, but all spatial states must be stable from the starting point to the end point.
Generally speaking, only those surrounding spaces that have been reinforced with a large number of spells are suitable for the end. For example, the magical capital of Dalaran or the High Elves of Quel's Taalas.
In these years, the only ones who dare to play space teleportation all over the world and guarantee that there will be no mistakes are the two sun mages of Antonidas.
The big thing is decided.
Ryan, Anduin, and Duke finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Back at the State Guesthouse, Anduin asked the Morning Star mage to do a check to make sure that no one was eavesdropping, and then said to Duke Zhengse, "I know the general situation. It may not be appropriate for me to say that, but I decided to say it anyway. As an elder, and as a partner who has experienced life and death together, I would like to remind you that you had better not come into contact with the guys in MI7 casually, and the intelligence agency directly under the king has always been a forbidden place for all kings. Ryan is a very generous person, and I know he doesn't care. I can't guarantee it...... All right...... Varian should be a good king too. β
Speaking of which, Lothar seems to be running out of anger.
Like a successful fox, Duke squinted and smiled, while raising the palm of his right hand and vowing, "I swear that my plan will never be used against my own people." β
"That's good...... Wait, you didn't treat King Terenus as your own?"
"Not before, but now. β
For Duke's answer, Lothar really lost her temper.
At this time, Ryan came in, and there seemed to be an indissoluble sorrow between his brows.
"Ryan, what's wrong?" Lothar seemed a little casual when there was no fourth person in the room.
"No, I'm still thinking about a question. The formation of a coalition seems to be imperative. But...... Who's going to be the leader of this alliance?"
"Uh, isn't that Your Majesty Minethiel?" Lothar was stunned for a moment.
Duke sighed secretly, Lothar was still too innocent.
In October, the smell of autumn is getting stronger, whether it is the increasingly fruitful ears of rice in the rice fields or the heavy fruits on the branches, which are indicating that this year's harvest will be very good. In this year when the war broke out, the northern continent could usher in a bumper harvest, which is also a very good result.
The new fields that had been carved out near the refugee camp in the Hillsbrad Hills could also have a good harvest, and both Lane and Anduin came over and patted Duke on the shoulder.
It's incredible.
If it weren't for Duke's first cut and then ask the Barov family for permission, if there was no Duke 'insisting on going his own way' and letting all the horses in the army forcibly pull them to reclaim the farmland, if there were no cattle that Duke bought back from everywhere at a high price.
It's simply impossible.
If there are no accidents, a batch of summer grain will be harvested at the end of the month. This has alleviated the food crisis near the town of Nanhai. Don't look at the first batch of 5,000 tons of grain that Duke bought at a high price, it sounds like a lot, and the large amount of fish caught is only enough for nearly half a million people to eat for two months.
However, now the people of Hillsbrad have a new narrative that the Stormwind Kingdom is ready to actually take over the land.
What have you seen refugees open their fields to fill the whole area?
From the edge of Nanhai Town, the fields are open all the way to the foot of the Alterac Mountains, and almost every inch of the plain has been reclaimed. Every wild wolf in the mountains was sacrificed to his teeth. A cave full of snowmen...... Now the snowman is naturally slaughtered, and then the cave is used to store food for the winter.
But the news from above that the countries were going to form an alliance suppressed all the opposition below.
On 8 October, a large number of dignitaries rushed to the royal city of Lordaeron.
This meeting, which was hailed as the most important in later generations, was finally officially convened. (To be continued.) )