Castle of Dunhold, except for Terenus. In the absence of Minecil II due to the long distance, almost all the powerful people within the alliance were gathered.

Even so, the king of the kingdom of Lordaeron still sent a document, Anduin. Lothar's decision represents Lordaeron's will.

And Soras. Bertone also gave the decision to the top commander of the alliance.

DAI Lin. Prodmoor's attitude is unclear.

Jean. Greymane was silent for five days of argument.

The Hammer Dwarves were busy clearing out the orcs deep into Hinterland, fending off the trolls, and said they would not participate in the internal disputes of the humans.

And the envoy of Alterac will only say one sentence: "Alterac's will is decided by His Majesty Carlos." ”

It was originally a very simple thing, a person who was supposed to be honored is now in a cage because of Game of Thrones.

This made Lothar very dissatisfied, but helpless.

Lothar had met Wu Ping, a young man with clear eyes, strong and well-proportioned muscles that could not be possessed without long-term training, and good manners and conversation also showed that he was well educated.

Although there is no evidence, Lothar does not believe that such a man would take refuge in the tribe.

It's a pity that Lothar can't say that, and doesn't dare to say that.

The war has been going on for more than a year, and although the dawn of victory has been revealed, maintaining this alliance has also made Lothar feel exhausted, and the original Mediterranean hairstyle is now almost bald.

Because of the pressure of the orc tribes, the kingdoms of Lordaeron must be closely united in order to have any hope of victory.

However, on the battlefield, there are dead people all the time.

Kings, nobles, commoners, every minute and every second are suffering.

There is no love for no reason, and there is no unconditional trust.

Lothar not only commands the Alliance's nearly 200,000 troops, but also balances the various forces within the Alliance, large and small.

For the counterattack on Alvin. Lothar did favor the people of Arathi.

Not only because the Arathi Heights is the birthplace of the Arathi Empire, but also because as the last descendant of Soladin, Lothar has a natural appeal and influence on Fort Rapids and the inhabitants of the Arathi Heights.

In other words, except for the refugees of Stormwind, except for the Iron Horse Brotherhood. Fort Riptide recruits can also be counted as half a soldier for Lothar.

The battle is fought to this extent, Dalin. Prodmoore's fleet had already lost more than a third; In order to block the tribe's northward passage, Gilneth abandoned almost all the farmland south of the Silver Pine Forest; Not to mention Alterac, all-out war mobilization, means that no matter whether the war is won or lost, the country will not be better off for the next few years.

Although Terenus never complained anything to Lothar in his letters, Lothar knew that Terenus would not be happy if he tried to subdue Lordaeron's internal opposition.

Lothar is not a saint. He also has selfish intentions, his current goal is to defeat the Orcs of the Horde, and the fundamental goal is to restore the Kingdom of Stormwind.

So he did favor Riptide Castle.

Compared to the loss of other kingdoms, the inhabitants of Arathi live in paradise.

Therefore, this time in Riptide Castle, there was a problem within the Bertonn family, and it is not difficult to understand that the representatives of the various kingdoms have ambiguous attitudes and even make a big fuss.

Instead of poverty, we suffer from inequality.

Lothar was keenly aware of this.

It's not a trivial matter, but it's not handled well. The alliance may even fall apart.

So Lothar felt like she was in a deep quagmire.

It is clear that the orcs have shown their decline, and it is clear that the soldiers have been trained in blood and fire. The combat effectiveness is getting stronger and stronger, and more hardships have persevered, and now what is this inexplicable emergency?

Lothar was irritable inside, but her face was unusually relaxed, and she seemed confident.

Although just lied to yourself.

The case is actually quite simple.

The process doesn't matter either.

After layers of political kidnapping, it is now a situation of choosing one or the other.

Wu Ping is guilty. Zebiglas. Bertone is not guilty, and the Riptide regime is not at fault.

Wu Ping is not guilty, then than Glass. Bertone collaborates with the enemy, and Riptide Castle must pay for the mistakes of its family members.

It's ridiculous, it's illogical. It can even be said to be unbelievable logic.

But it was tacitly agreed by everyone.

Because for the big shots, it doesn't matter whether Wu Ping is guilty or not, what they want is Lothar's attitude.

And Soras. Berthorn, on the other hand, was in a real dilemma. On the one hand, his most trusted brother Biglas is stigmatized, and on the other hand, there is a power struggle within the Bertoun family.

There is already a Bertonn whose fate is unknown, is there more to be hazed?

Although Solas was still in good health, he was still an old man in his twilight years, and this difficult choice left him with no time to care about the soldier named Wu Ping.

Whether to sacrifice a potentially innocent person for the sake of the stability of the alliance, or to expand the matter for the sake of his own morality, integrity, and conscience, Lothar was deeply entangled.

And Alterac's procrastination gave Lothar time to think.

So in Dunhold, this secluded castle, all kinds of open quarrels and back-to-back transactions never stopped.

Until the herald informed Lothar that the king of Alterac had arrived.

Out of courtesy, all the nobles left the protection of the besieged city and went to meet Carlos.

Whether you want to admit it or not, at least all the bigwigs in the alliance have admitted it, so no one dares to question Carlos' crown to their faces.

Kingship is the law.

However, when Carlos appeared in front of these nobles, everyone was shocked.

Oh my God, you're so tall!

Dressed in a traditional dress with white trim on a blue background, Carlos, with twenty-two guards in gorgeous clothes, walked into the crowd to greet him.

It's a pity that the gorgeous costumes can't hide the pungent smell of blood.

"It feels like you're getting taller again, Carlos."

Lothar hugged Carlos casually, patting him on the back like a junior.

"War always grows."

Carlos waited for three or five seconds, let go of Lothar, and said meaningfully.

"The road here is not very peaceful, so the blood on my body is heavier. Let's take these as a greeting gift, I hope you don't feel cold. ”

With Carlos finishing, the two guards untied the two large pockets hidden under their cloaks and dumped their contents on the ground.

"Oh my God, at least three hundred orc ears, all left."

In the exclamation of the multitude. Lothar asked, "How many troops have you brought with you?" ”

"That's all."

Carlos cracked his mouth and laughed, and then Admiral Dalin laughed too.

"Very good, Carlos boy, come to me in the evening, I have good wine."

"Of course, Uncle Dalin."

Carlos responded to the kindness of the Proudmore family, and then moved a figure sideways, bringing Aurelia to the side. Windranger greeted him.

Still dressed as a Ranger, Aurelia had no intention of dressing up at all.

However, even without makeup. The beauty of the female elf still attracts everyone's attention.

"Aurelia, everyone knows each other, but I feel the need to reintroduce it."

After Carlos finished speaking, Aurelia nodded and stepped forward.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thanks to Carlos. The selfless help of His Majesty Barov and General Tulayan, as well as the selfless help of the soldiers of Alterak. On behalf of His Majesty Anastarian, the Sun King, I have come to discuss the joining of Quel'Thallas in the alliance against the Horde. ”

Such diplomatic rhetoric is actually very inappropriate. But Aurelia didn't care at all, it wouldn't be long anyway. There will be professional diplomats to fight with humans, and now they are helping their friends, and it is not a big problem, so let the councilors of Silvermoon City have a headache.

If Carlos arrived, everyone was just greeted politely, after Aurelia's speech. It was no longer possible for anyone to ignore this tall man, from general to king.

He brought with him the Covenant of Quel'Thalas.

Although humans don't know how powerful Quel'Thalas really is, everyone knows that this elven kingdom is powerful.

It was a fluffy covenant that was heavy enough to suppress all strife within the alliance.

Lothar was overjoyed, Carlos brought hope of a breakthrough, and perhaps there was a third possibility for things to turn around.

"It's just wonderful. Carlos ......"

Before Lothar could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Carlos with some impoliteness.

"Danas, I've heard that someone slandered Uncle Biglas for betraying the Alliance, is there such a thing?"

Carlos saw a gloomy Danas standing in the crowd from a distance, taking the initiative to speak.

"It's slander."

Danas looked like he was having a bad time, his eyes were dark and his face was pale.

Although he sent a letter to Carlos, time passed, and Danas was not sure if Carlos's attitude would change after becoming king.

"Well, I think so too, how can a man like Uncle Xiang turn to an orc."

Carlos' statement brought a glow back on Danas' face.

"So who said that, stand up, I'm going to fight him alone."

Carlos unbuckled the buckle from his shoulders, removed his cape, loosened the wind collar, and moved his neck.

"If you're afraid, I can let you have only one hand, left or right."

Daelin let out a happy laugh at Carlos's arrogance, Jean frowned, Solas couldn't make out the expression, and Lothar thought quickly in her head.

"Carlos, the more I look at you, the more pleasing it becomes, do you want to be my son-in-law?"

The head of the Proudmore family asked, as if jokingly.

"Let's talk about this later, Uncle Dalin."

Carlos shuddered inexplicably.

"I heard that there is an unlucky guy named Wu Ping, I don't know what you are going to do with him, Marshal Lothar?"

Seeing that there was no one around to answer, Carlos changed the subject and asked.

"A trial, guilty, hanging. Not guilty, Medal. ”

Taking advantage of Carlos's sudden attack, Lothar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The world is safe and secure, and no one can offend people.

Lothar could send soldiers to die in war, but he couldn't bear the inner condemnation of killing an innocent person.

Take this opportunity to hurry up and characterize this matter.

"Three hundred and forty-seven orc ears, I am not guilty of buying Wu Ping."

Carlos placed a bet with chips that no one else could get for the time being, and once again the crowd was dumbfounded.

"Uncle Soras, let's say something, it's time for this boring farce to end."

Without a negotiated compromise behind the scenes, Carlos openly brought the matter to the table at his own reception ceremony.

"It's okay, the dim court in the castle makes me sleepy, it just so happens that everyone is here, right here, let's listen to what Wu Ping has to say."

As Solas finished speaking, his otherwise dark eyeballs burst into sharp light. (To be continued......)

PS: It's a new month, and the author's family affairs have eased up for the time being. I knew it was unstable last month, so the author didn't ask for a ticket at all, and this month, the audience will support it.