Chapter 47: Is All This in Your Calculations?
In the imperial study, King Terenus angrily overturned the low table in front of him, and at the same time, as well as the one in his heart, he had never tried to be so angry for many years, but he really couldn't control himself.
On the back of his hand, there were green tendons like whiskers of old trees, and his body was bulging and trembling, showing the anger of the old king.
Behind him, a group of ministers knelt and bowed their heads, all of them were cowardly, and even breathing a little heavier seemed to be a capital crime.
"The face of Lordaeron, the number one power in mankind, has been lost by you waste!" The old king's deep voice seemed to turn into a whip, and it slapped the ministers in the face fiercely, and they all felt hot on their faces: "Get out of here first!" ”
The ministers withdrew in an uproar as if they had been pardoned.
In the study, only the old king and the four personal guards behind him remained.
The guards' eyes were like lightning, and there was always a small movement of raising their right arm slightly, and they would draw their swords out of the sheath if they didn't agree with each other.
Terenus spoke into the Void: "Let's not discuss the loss, has the cause of the matter been found?" ”
"It's mostly found out." In the corner of the study, a shadowy creature answered, and a thick black parchment slowly flew out of the corner in a levitating state and landed on Terenus's desk.
Every country has its own intelligence agency, and other ministers are shy away from such people.
Terenus brushed away the other messy statements and reports on his desk, took them out and read them, his pupils shrank, and a mouthful of turbid air rushed up his throat on the spot, almost out of breath, and he was in danger of dying.
After reading it three times, he looked at Mr. Shadow in disbelief and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Are you saying that the royal palace of the Minahir family, which has not seen blood for thousands of years, has been defiled by ugly monsters, and the death of more than eighty middle- and lower-ranking nobles or their families, plus five hundred soldiers and servants, is actually due to an accident!?" ”
"Judging from the information that His Majesty has collected so far, the preliminary judgment is indeed the case."
Terenus was so angry that he was vomiting blood.
What the hell is this!?
The context of the matter is quite clear:
After the triumph, the Duke of Stratholme did not receive much actual reward.
I don't know if it was because Terenus was too picky, or if it was because the king himself sold someone's sacrifice to the gladiatorial arena that inspired someone's business talent. So Madonald caught up with the Duke of Vortagen and asked him to present a batch of living orcs to convince the other Lordaeron nobles by example.
In fact, it is very likely that the Duke of Stratholme has pitted Vortagen. Because the 150 orcs that the Stormwind Kingdom people had worked so hard to catch were all about to leave by McDonald as soon as they got off the ship in Lordaeron, this cargo sent a written report to the palace minister of the kingdom, which said that the Stormwind Kingdom people presented 30 orcs, hoping that His Majesty the King would witness the horror of the orcs with his own eyes.
On the other side, another 120 orc captives were sold to the gladiatorial arenas of the major dukes that night.
Looking at the long list of bosses behind the owners, Terenus held his breath.
"The Duke of Tirisfar, the Duke of Silverpine, the Duke of Andorhar, the Duke of Roquemere, ......"
He's meowing!
This is the typical one where everyone gets rich together!
Tonight, the convoy of more than a dozen orc slaves, large and small, almost entered the city on the front and back feet, and the other teams had nothing to do, except for Ritter Planck's team.
At that time, in dozens of aristocratic mansions on King's Street, it was confirmed that there were 3,211 private soldiers. In other words, any two of them can destroy these orcs with all their might.
The guards at the palace gate are also waste, according to the captain of their own guards, as long as a team of 30 Praetorian Guards, at least one can be killed.
However, this is where the blood of the dog lies, no nobles are willing to make a move, and the nearly 100 guards at the palace gate can't withstand it.
When the orcs entered, they frightened Terenus himself into running away surrounded by guards. If it weren't for McDonald to lead the team to rescue the driver, it would be hard to say that even Arthas and Kalia would have burped.
From every point of view, though, McDonaln is a bit suspicious.
Terenus finally spoke, "Duke Stratholme, what do you think?" ”
The king was suspicious after all, after all, the introduction of orcs was single-handedly facilitated by McDonald. Although he has the ability to save the driver, he is also suspicious.
The Shadow knew exactly what his lord was asking.
"No rebel in his right mind would attack a palace with 3,600 royal guards and janissaries with just 10 knights, 87 soldiers in poor armor, and four priests in pajamas, with a pile of rags, including thirty unbladed weapons. Or count on 30 fanatical orcs with bad brains to fight their way through the gates of the palace and murder the king, prince and princess of Lordaeron. ”
The Shadow made a point, and Terenus couldn't refute a word.
More annoyed than the disgraceful suspicion of McDonald, Tyrenus was that no one but McDonald's kid would come to the rescue!
Aren't you, great nobles, my vassals?
Does your loyalty just stay on the lips?
Bastard! One or two can't be trusted!
But how can Terenus be angry!
The human kingdom of the world of Azeroth is all standard feudalism.
In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient, and the territory that the king could directly govern was destined to be quite limited, so sealing the territory became an inevitable choice. The enclosed territory no longer belongs to the king. Only the lords of the fiefdom were loyal and accountable to the king.
A simple summary can describe this relationship: "The vassals of my vassals, not my vassals!" ”
The lords below, as far as he meows, are earth emperors. These younger brothers did not have to pay taxes and tribute to the king, and when they were responsible for fighting a national war, the king raised his arms and shouted, and the younger brother brought people to come with him to help cut people.
(After the Celestial Dynasty and the Zhou Dynasty, including the Qin Dynasty, these were centralized systems, and there was a big difference.) )
In normal times, the king could not punish the disobedient Grand Duke in any real sense. Unless there is absolute evidence to prove that a certain big nobleman and the whole family are treasonous, at most let the current duke abdicate or something, and let his son inherit the title.
"Okay, I got it."
Half an hour later, in the main hall of the royal palace, Terenus and the frightened Arthas received a large number of nobles who had arrived overnight.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty and Your Highness are safe and sound, which is the greatest happiness of the kingdom!"
When the king is in trouble, not a single figure is seen; When it was safe, a group of people came up to shoot rainbow farts.
Terenus felt sick when he looked at the faces of the great nobles.
Of course, there are exceptions.
The Duke of Andohar knelt down under the steps of the throne with tears and snot and cried: "Your Majesty, you must be the master for me!" Duke Stratholme's orc slave almost killed his servant—my wife was terribly frightened, and is still nervous...... Your Majesty—"
This big fat pig cried so really, splashing dirty water so actingly, the corners of McDonald's eyes twitched when he saw it.
Made! People are shameless, invincible in the world!
If you can't learn, you can't learn!
But then again, 'my slave'?
……
Terenus, who wore a silver crown of thorns on the throne, gestured expressionlessly, and immediately a palace minister stepped forward to read: "The matter has been investigated, after the owner of the White Cross Gladiatorial Arena, Ritter Planck, purchased 30 orc slaves, and took care of them strictly, which led to a catastrophe, causing the biggest loss to my Lordaeron Kingdom since its founding, including XXX Viscount, XXX Baron......"
After reading a long list of names, the palace minister finally said the verdict:
"All property of Ritter Planck is hereby confiscated. All of its properties, with the exception of the White Cross Arena, will be distributed to all those injured in this incident. ”
"Duke McDonnell Stratholme led his troops to rescue the car, and gave the White Cross Gladiatorial Arena ......"
Hearing this, looking at the system prompt, McDonald's eyes suddenly went black, and both ears were buzzing. He didn't even listen to the king's admitting that the threat of orcs did exist and asking everyone to start preparing for war or something.
After the meeting, back to the Duke's Palace, Bolval came up and looked strange: "Your Excellency Duke Stratholme, is all this in your calculations?" ”