People's hearts will change...

During the year of the Silver Dawn, Baron Tairossos felt more and more that this was true. Just like him...

In fact, when Tairossos said the latter, he himself didn't believe these words. But I have to bite the bullet and keep talking, I can't help it!

He really didn't want Locke to be king...

What are the lords of the South in front of Locke's strength? With their private army? Using this as an excuse, Tairosos was a little embarrassed.

This is not to say that Locke is not qualified, but that he subconsciously rejected Locke as king.

Think about it, the juniors I once admired, but now they have climbed to the top of their heads, and even become the people they will treat respectfully in the future, this psychological gap is really a bit big.

It's not about personal moral character, it's not about the Paladin's code of conduct.

Tyrosos was what Locke felt was inappropriate, and after thinking about it, he could only conclude that he was a nobleman promoted by the royal family of Minethir, and that family he was loyal to.

Although Terosus himself felt that this idea was not appropriate, but it was true, and he just disagreed.

Tyrosus's words made Locke laugh.

This veteran paladin of the Silver Hand Knights Order, apparently, really didn't want to make himself king. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such a low-sounding excuse.

When they parted ways in Hearthvale, he said something that might have been genuinely in mind for the Minethil family. But now, not necessarily.

Locke shook his head secretly, he was tempted to say, Baron Tyrossos, you have been out of Lordaeron for too long, and now you have no idea what our people think.

Otherwise, why would the people of the Council of Nobles, who see me as a thorn in their side, support me? How could Princess Kalia be aggrieved and promise to give up the throne of the Minethil family?

Popularity... It's really going to change, and Princess Kalia, who lives in Eva, probably knows this best.

After all these years of hardship, the people of Lordaeron have mixed feelings towards the royal family of Minethir. They go from helplessness and anticipation at the beginning to anger and hatred, and from anger and hatred to numbness at the end.

This torment caused them to gradually abandon their thoughts of the Minahir family. After all, when its citizens needed it, it disappeared without a trace, which greatly overdrew the people's expectations of it.

Today, they have only a few memories of the Minahir family's rule on the continent. If you find a random commoner and ask them what they think of the Minahires, they will say, "How we were in those days," and then they would say how our lives are now.

Among the civilians of this land, only memories remain.

I'm afraid to compare everything.

As the refugees converged helplessly and numbly from all directions into Locke's controlled area, they saw something different here than elsewhere.

From the very beginning, you will expel the gnolls and fight the terrifying undead monsters that roam the forest. To building houses for the populace to live in, to enslaving the gnolls who had killed them for food, the lord was doing everything to restore everything that had been peaceful.

He asked the clergy of the Church of Light to spread the teachings and gifts of the Light among the people, and he bought food from the goblins to distribute it to the refugees who originally lived there, gave them houses, and gave them jobs to feed them.

He asked them to build a port, he asked them to build public toilets, he asked them to build a canal through the city, he had them cut down trees and build new houses to accommodate new refugees. He had them supervise the previously feared gnolls working in the mines and fields, among other things.

Originally confused, they moved blindly under his command.

And when it was all over, they were amazed to find that they had built a new city!

A city built by them!

This shocked the refugees, who were already numb physically and mentally, what did they do? They're just working! Can....

As they walk through the city they built every day, they feel a sense of accomplishment and a sense of wanting to stop.

Numbness can no longer lock their hearts, and hope takes root and thrives in their hearts once again.

For the first time, many felt that the Light had not forsaken them after all their suffering! Because they have a good leader!

At first, it was only the refugees who came here that they began to take the city they had built seriously. They don't defecate in the open and are ashamed of it. They began to think of themselves as the builders of the city, and looked at those who came after them with scrutinizing eyes, preventing any destruction of the city.

When their lords issued new recruitment orders, civilians full of hope for life rushed to each recruiting point to sign up, and this blindness led the later refugees to gradually integrate into it. In the early days when their lords expanded their armies, they did not even need any remuneration for the service of their lords.

The lord's army expanded, and the lord launched an offensive against the large and small gnolls and scourge monsters gathered around the territory. The successive victories expanded the lord's control area, and also brightened the proud hearts of the people of the great country that were once dusty in their hearts.

Then the lords renovated Iva to widen the port and reduce the tax burden here, so that more and more merchants focused on it.

From here, the goods of the turnover step into the continent, and from here they are transported to other human kingdoms. And the people who live in this land have also enjoyed tangible benefits because of this change. Their tables began to grow richer, and their clothes were no longer ordinary coarse linen.

Because of the disaster that befell the kingdom, their waists were hunched to the outside and slowly straightened up.

It's like a cycle, and their lords are always moving forward step by step. Each time it will bring them new glory, glory that they can really feel.

This glory is as sweet as honey, and everyone in the lord's camp is obsessed.

Even though their lord staged what could be described as a mutiny against the Crusaders, the people of Iva supported their lord.

Because they have blind trust in him.

Who else would want to bring the Minahir family back into the spotlight in Eva today? Even in the old towns of Gadar and Brill, the people have long since left the Minahir family behind.

The real problem is that people always have to eat and drink, and if you can't bring it to them, then they will choose a new person who can lead them.

People's hearts will always change....

Locke smiled at Baron Terosos in front of him, he didn't want to expose Baron Terosos's thoughts, and he didn't want to bother with this matter.

He preferred to believe that the old knight was genuinely thinking about Lordaeron's future. But he also believes that he can't stop what happens in the future.

In the face of the absolute general trend, his voice alone is insignificant.

"Speaking of the lords of the South," Locke stood up and came to his desk, pulled out a parchment scroll and handed it to him, "you can take a look." ”

Baron Tyrosus frowned at the scroll on the parchment marked with a very high secret level, and he looked up at Locke, who smiled and nodded at him.

"It's intelligence sharing between friendly forces..."

Since Locke said so, Baron Tyrosus was not polite, and he casually untied the rope tied to it and looked at it.

After a long time, he looked up at Locke with a solemn face.

"Is this true?" Baron Tyrossos looked helpless, "I really didn't expect that Dasalia, an idiot, would think of getting together with those rats in the Alterac Mountains. He would have thought that the kingdom would not be able to deal with them now? ”

"What self-government does he take? Whose authority does he have? He's just a viscount, and he even wants to start a kingdom? ”

"It's not that simple," Locke shook his head, "and our spies have discovered that one of them, codenamed 'Noble Lady', is secretly commanding remotely. ”

"Have you found out the details of this person?"

Locke shook his head, but he continued, "But this man must have come from the south, because every time an Alliance ship docks in South Seatown, there is always news coming there. ”

Southsea is now the largest military base of the Coalition on the northern continent of Lordaeron, as well as the commercial center of Hillsbrad. Ships coming from land and sea, most of them will dock in Nanhai Town. And the alliance also has a branch station here.

Since the fall of Lordaeron, the League's dominance has shifted to the southern kingdom of Stormwind.

"This is too large, and the members of the alliance in the south are Riptide City, Stormwind Kingdom, Ironforge Castle, and Nomorigan."

"What about Lord Mareb?" Baron Tyrosos rubbed his brow, "As far as I know, not many of the Hillsbrads follow Lady Gianna to the continent of Kalimdor. He should have enough militia under his command and he should be able to deal with the impending rebellion there. ”

"What's more, the Alliance has a legion of soldiers there for a long time."

"No," Locke shook his head with a wry smile, "your message is outdated, Baron Tyrosos. ”

"A group of ogres came out of the Alterac Mountains, and they migrated south to occupy the jade mines." In Baron Tairossos's terrible expression, Locke continued to say helplessly, "This is not the case, the Syndicate has also come out of the Alterac Mountains, and they have entered the ruins of Dunhold Castle in the north, where they have made their own banner. Most of the farms north of the hills of Hillsbrad were occupied by them, where the Coalition forces were vying with them for control there. ”

For this, Locke is also quite helpless. He rejected the support and support of Lord Aiden Pernord, and turned around and invaded the Hillsbrad Hills with his men...

It seems that he came to himself at that time, not without reason.

"Lord Mareb is leading the militia of Nanhai Town, fending off the fish-men at sea while trying to recover the jade mines." Locke got up and looked at the town of Southsea on another map and said, "If it weren't for the tenacity of the Hillsbrads, the situation there would have been even worse." ”

"And now," said Locke, who came to his desk, picking up several scrolls there, "Lord Mareb's letters for help are almost filling my desk. My southern army, however, is still fighting the undead in Thurberchel in the middle of the Silver Pines, though I would like Ambermere's army of Dalaran to come to their aid. ”

"But the wizards there don't want to do that. They remained neutral in this matter. ”

Locke spread his hands, "Now, it's all up to me. ”

"Didn't the Coalition send more troops to Nanhai Town?" Baron Tyrossos touched his chin, "Mareb should be asking for help from the Alliance." ”

In this regard, Locke could only shake his head, the news over there was too far away, and it would not be delivered for a while.