"Turn on the maximum alert level and enter wartime mode. Mobilize the 1st and 2nd Legions to be deployed at the edge of the Elwyn Forest, I didn't go crazy and told their Legion Commander that I don't care who they are from the family or who promoted the idiots! He now has only one choice, obey, or get out! ”

Lothar's furious beard was like a roaring lion. When he learned that Red Ridge Mountain had been breached and countless human civilians had been plundered and killed, all his original graceful composure had been lost. Rampage all the way like a wild boar, teeth and claws like a crab, for the first time, Ren Fan found that in his eyes, Lothar, who was still good at talking, actually had such an arrogant and domineering time.

Angry, Lothar no one dared to act in the military headquarters, kicked open the door of the conference room, and in the shocked eyes of the generals, the Grand Duke held his head high, snorted coldly, and walked in three or two steps in front of the first fat man with a round body, and said with a threatening face:

"Duke Greck, don't you think you're in the wrong place?"

"Duke of Lothar, I don't think I'm in the wrong place!"

The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and said in a firm tone. Lothar was a rule-abiding man, and he didn't like to use his relationship with the king as a political bargaining chip. It was because of this that they were able to use various means to separate him from Stormwind's military system.

A person who abides by the rules will not do things that are too out of line.

But unfortunately, they were wrong. This time, they were not faced with the suave Grand Duke, but with an angry lion.

The Great Royal Sword in his hand flashed with a silver glow, and then, the sharp blade pierced Greck's fat hand almost without hesitation. In the screams of the other party, he slowly drew the blade of his sword, kicked the fat body to the ground, and sat there with a loud bang, ignoring the blood stains on the chair, a pair of tiger eyes swept viciously in the faces of the generals, as if they would choose someone to devour at any time.

Raising his hand, Ren Fan healed the wounds on Greck's body with a single stroke of healing. Roaring angrily, Greck seems to want to show his anger in this way and let Lothar know the seriousness of the matter. But when Lothar glared angrily, Duke Greck wilted like a deflated ball.

"I don't want to pursue the matter of Red Ridge Mountain too much. You should know very well how urgent the current situation has become! I don't want to see anyone fighting openly and secretly, bringing the disgusting things of the aristocracy to the barracks, I don't want to be disrespectful to the orders, I don't want to starve some troops of supplies because of political struggles, I don't want to support when I should not support, I don't want to retreat privately when I shouldn't! I don't want to see that, and if I let me know that something like this has happened to your army, then unfortunately I will give you the punishment you deserve!

Soldiers need to fight the front lines, so they can make up for it. And, if someone is in the prime position, then I don't mind helping Ryan get rid of a few crumbs! ”

"You don't have such rights, you're just a duke, you're not qualified to command me......," the young general stood up abruptly and protested loudly. But then, he stopped talking. Swallowing his saliva, he looked at the blade of the sword in front of him, and couldn't help but take two steps back. On the blade of the sword, the blood that had not yet dried up exuded a faint blood, which made the general, who had never been on the battlefield, retched all at once.

"You're not a general anymore, bastard!" Lothar snorted disdainfully, and then the blade lay flat, and the blade slammed into the man's cheek with a crisp sound. It was already humiliating, but no one dared to disagree.

Because behind Lothar, as if inadvertently, Khadgar summoned a fireball the size of a basin and tossed it in his hand. From time to time, he seemed to do some aim, as if he was going to smash the fireball out at any moment.

"So what's going on with the strategy meeting, what were you talking about?"

"We ......," a general sitting in the back row hesitated, "we were discussing whether we should transfer some of the residents of Stormwind City to avoid losses......

"Oh, that's a great idea!"

"That's right, Sir Lothar! That's what we think, too. Stormhaven has a limited capacity, and we should ship the most valuable things, such as members of the nobility and their property, so that we ...... We can ......"

"You're going to have a chance to make a comeback, right?" With a sneer, Lothar slammed the Great Royal Sword on the table very simply, and the palm-thick wooden table was instantly smashed into an obvious crack. The green tendons on his forehead burst out, and looking at this group of wine bags and rice bags, Lothar yelled:

"From now on, Stormhaven is deactivated! Until we defeat these green-skinned beasts, or are overrun by them, no ships are allowed to leave the harbor! Violators, sink on the spot! Do you guys have any comments! ”

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" voice dragged and was very perfunctory. Hearing this lazy voice, Lothar waved his hand, and the big fireball in Khadgar's hand slammed into the courtyard, and a rockery was instantly shattered by the explosion, and the scattered rubble even shattered the glass, splashing everyone's faces.

At this moment, the furious power of Khadgar's spell was vividly displayed.

"Now, answer me, do you have any opinions?"

"Nope!"

Uniform, with a full of vigor and confidence in victory. If he didn't know that he had seen the clumsy performance of this group of people before, Ren Fan would even think that he was facing a group of elites from Stormwind City, true loyal people.

"Immediately mobilize all the weapons in stock, organize civilians and old people who have served in the army, and form the eleventh and twelfth temporary regiments! Forced expropriation of food, the beginning of wartime rationing patterns. Don't try to play tricks on this, my people will be watching you! ”

"Understood!"

"Disband!"

Seeing this group of funny clown-like aristocrats disappear into the corridor of the military headquarters, after hesitating, Ren Fan stepped forward and said:

"Isn't it a bit too much to stop Stormhaven, we can transport some women and children who are incapable of fighting out first......

"No, you're thinking too simply. No country will release these refugees back after accepting them. This is bloodletting for the kingdom! And if I don't treat everyone equally, those idiots won't obey my orders, and they'll still secretly transfer their family property! If they don't control their family's lifeline, these people will never really be able to help! ”

"Can't you just be accommodating?" After hesitating for a moment, Ren Fan knew very well that what Lothar said was the truth. But thinking that in history, the huge Stormwind City was destroyed, the City of Gold and Silver was in ruins, only a few residents followed Lothar to Nanhai Town, and all the rest were buried at the hands of the orcs, Ren Fan felt a special feeling in his heart.

But he couldn't help it.

Just as Ren Fan was sighing secretly, one of Lothar's personal soldiers walked in from outside the door. Looking at the undried blood on the ground, and the crumbling council table, he was stunned, and then said

"Sir Lothar, summoned by the King."