Chapter 28: The Generous Duke (Asking for Recommendation Votes)
No one believes the truth when you are a good boy these days?
However, McDonaln can't explain it either.
Normal humans, who can charge at 250% speed in full armor! Even if you are a warrior professional who has mastered the mystery of [Rage], the effect of the charge varies from person to person, and it is very physical.
Who would use the skills of the system like someone would?
And the slow motion when pulling out the gun is not for chic, that is because after the skill, the muscles are suddenly very sore, and you can't go as fast as you want.
Why did it become 'bamboo in the chest'?
Shall I stick a bamboo in your chest?
The more McDonaln tried to defend himself, the more unbelieving others became.
"Your Excellency, it's not good to be too humble!" Tirio Fordin, who has been an upright boy all his life, chokes on a McDonald.
Forget it, I came back with a lot of urine, but Mograine, who found that McDonald was fine, also intervened, and rushed up without saying a word and gave a big bear hug: "It is worthy of being the heir of the Stratholme family, I have seen the heroic appearance of the ancestors in Your Excellency." ”
This......
What does the surname Stratholme have to do with my surname Mai?
Someone, who complained infinitely in his heart, had to pinch his nose and recognize this character.
I can't help it! Those who can get mixed with the nobility are all those who followed the Minahir family to cut people back then. In the wild land, the most capable of cutting people is the big guy. Otherwise, how did this Grand Duke come from?
McDonald didn't know what to say.
With the failure of the rotten moss troll's final counterattack, the attack on the mountain has also reached the final stage.
That night, the remnants of the rotten moss hiding in the corners of the altar and in the cave were all ambushed, bringing the brief battle to a perfect end.
"Your Excellency Windranger, you really don't want a troll's head?"
In response to McDonald's proposal, Wen Leisha smiled and lifted the troll totem battle flag in her hand that looked like a child's graffiti: "We only recognize this." ”
"Alright then!" McDondonald doesn't care.
The troll's head stained with ketchup must want to vomit the first time I see it, and I get used to it.
As soon as McDonald thought about it, he decided to leave a small gift for the north - at the entrance of the mountain pass connecting the territory of Stratholme and the elves, there was a huge Jingguan, which was a pyramid made of a thousand troll heads.
Before he had given Mograine and Abydis their predetermined thank-you gifts, and before he could disband his army, he received a notice from the king of Lordaeron.
"Your Excellency Stratholme, Your Majesty was overjoyed to hear of your feat of annihilating the Moss Trolls, and I hope that Your Excellency will come to Lordaeron City for a triumphal ceremony."
Introduce a ......
McDonald didn't understand it a bit.
Exterminating a troll clan can be said to be a big deal, or it can be said to be a small thing.
After all, Rotten Moss is not a big clan, just a small regional clan, and if it is an Amani troll entrenched on the side of the High Elves, not to mention tens of thousands of people, it is worth celebrating the whole country.
If you want to celebrate, it's not impossible, after all, the extermination that the N generation here didn't do was done for McDonald.
He always felt that King Terenus was a bit of a lure to play.
"Your Excellency, don't think too much, maybe Your Majesty just wants to meet you. Back then, your father was a good brother who wore a pair of pants with His Majesty! Mograini persuaded.
The more this thing behaves, the more McDonald feels like a ghost.
This battle was strange from the beginning, as if the king had asked the two tool men to help him with honor, killing two trolls in a minute and bringing the head back would be rendered into a big victory.
It's just that the theoretical armed parade turned into a real victory, which followed the king's heart even more?
"Alright! I'll go as soon as I arrange it. ”
In order to prevent the rotten moss trolls from remaining dead, it is necessary to send someone to guard Zumashal.
It just so happened that Rivendell made some military achievements, and McDonald promised him a promotion and a fortune......
"Oryx! Zumashar is yours! It's barren and barren, but it's part of the undivided sacred territory of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. ”
"The minister will defend the glory of the House of Stasom with his life!" Baron Rivendell was so moved that it was completely a five-body salute, kowtowing hard.
How many years has there been a new field aristocracy?
At the moment when the class is solidified, the new territory of any nobleman is basically cut out from the big nobles.
Don't look at Zumashal's seemingly barren place, who dares to say that there must be no mines?
"The fief is for you. But to be promoted to a viscount, it depends on whether you can successfully transfer to [Paladin]! "A certain master surnamed Mai Yin and Yang mends the knife like this.
Rivendell chuckled in his heart, he knew that the Duke was one thing. If you can't turn the Holy Knight, Zumashal won't just be surnamed Rivendell.
You're just a baron who wants to have such a big fief?
"The minister will live up to my lord's expectations."
Mai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: Finally threw out the biggest suspect of Erwuzai, if you are not pure-minded, you will definitely not be able to pass the archbishop's level, don't blame me for killing my little brother with righteousness. If you pass the test, even if you are really destined to be a thief, it will go far enough to harm me.
The reward for the biggest head came out, and the knights such as Seryrk naturally waited with their eyes open, and he was not disappointed. As the king of the cart the next day, he was made a baron.
Don't think that it's just a mere promotion, the so-called knight is just a title that distinguishes knights and commoners, it's useless, only a baron can be regarded as a real step into the aristocracy.
Many knights don't know how many generations of tools they have been able to qualify for promotion, and they have to be lucky enough to meet a generous lord.
McDonald stood in front of the bodies of the fallen soldiers and bowed his head slightly: "I know that they died for the glory of the Stratholme family, and for the peace and security of the people of the Lordaeron Kingdom. They are heroes! But I'm sure those abominable rotten moss trolls have some kind of evil curse that we can't see, so I'm sorry, their remains must be cremated! ”
"Ahh As soon as McDondon said it, the following was the fryer.
People in this era pay attention to the fallen leaves and return to their roots, and they are buried after death.
Someone who is familiar with the overall development of the future knows that if there is really that case, he has not returned when the Scourge Legion is killed in the future, then the corpses left behind now will become the future Scourge soldiers.
Someone thought to himself that no! I won't really stay that far!
But I am afraid that I will be cheated again next time.
Mai someone, who would never leave such a flaw, made up his mind to whip the corpse, cough cough, it is to abolish bad habits and advocate environmentally friendly cremation.
He raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the people below fell silent.
That's right, this is the majesty of the Great Lord and the Victor.
"I also know that tradition makes it unacceptable to you. In this way, those who stick to the old habits will have their pensions halved and their household registration moved to Baroness Rivinedell. If you agree to be cremated, the pension will be increased by 30%, and if there is a boy in the family, you will be sent to the Duke's Palace as a chamberlain or servant. If you have the title of knight, come to me and receive a share of the Durrell Mithril Mine! ”
As soon as these words came out, the breathing of all the soldiers in the audience stopped, and everyone's hearts jumped wildly with excitement.
So many generations as little brothers, what is the picture? Isn't it just to have a food that generations to eat?
Unless a new territory is laid as it is today, the fiefdom is not to be considered.
But this is a mine!
Even if the mayor of the town reads it out for the duke, explaining that each knight who dies in battle can only get 1% of the mine's dividends, it is also a permanent dividend that can designate an heir!
Burial?
Tradition?
Can there be a mine worth money?
Whining! It's not that we don't stick to tradition, it's that the Duke of McDonald gives too much.
The Stratholme people were fanatical.
"Long live Duke Stratholme!"
"We swear allegiance to the Duke's family!"
They were excited, and Mograini next to them was embarrassed.
Why?
His soldiers are all as red as rabbits!
No one knows, McDonald's heart is treating these mines as hot potatoes - he meows! Fortunately, my master, I am witty, I have all fought, and I still have mines in my hands, isn't this the more defeated the more money!?