"We're talking about what to do next, and I think you should come and hear about it too."

King Terenas said to his son.

"What's there to discuss, the walls of Greymane have been breached, what else can that guy Jean do?"

King Solas said dismissively.

"The same cannot be said, after all, our mission is not to create a killing here, but to completely occupy Gilneth. Jean Greymane may have been doomed to defeat, but the rest of the kingdom of Gilneth ......"

Arthas shook his head, he didn't agree with King Soras's words.

"And what do you mean, Terenus? You father and son must have colluded a long time ago when they sang and harmonized, right? ”

King Solas was too lazy to accompany Arthas and his son to continue playing dumb riddles, and asked directly.

I said...... We're here waiting. ”

King Terenus said with a smile.

"Waiting? Shouldn't we rush forward and take Jean's palace in one go? ”

This time it was Varian Ureon from Stormwind who thought he would be able to show his skills in the next battle.

"yes, if we don't chase after us, what if Jean plays any tricks?"

King Solas chimed in.

"Didn't you just say, what else can Jean do? In that case, we might as well wait. ”

King Terenus shook his head and said.

"What are you waiting for?"

King Solas asked, confused.

"Wait for our soldiers to recuperate, wait...... This kingdom disintegrated from within. ”

King Terenus walked to the inner layer of the Wall of Greymane and looked south—his men did not find King Jean Greymane of the Kingdom of Gilneth here, and as an old friend of His Majesty, King Terenus knew he should have fled.

But Jean, where can you escape?

- King Terenus thought to himself,

I'm looking forward to what the future will come - this is a land that Soladin the Great's empire has never touched!

……

News of the crushing defeat of the kingdom of Gilney's army at the Wall of Greymane spread throughout the land even faster than Jean Greymane's escape to his own palace.

Not all of the Gilneth soldiers were willing to hold out on to the Greymane Wall until the last moment, and these deserters certainly did not dare to return to the royal city to report, they fled back to their hometowns, bringing the news of the defeat to all directions.

The civilians began to panic - they had never experienced war, they didn't know what it was like to be hit on their doorstep, and they imagined that it must be a group of vicious people who invaded their country.

Nobles usually thought a little more than commoners; They knew why the coalition was attacking the kingdom of Gilneys, and of course not everyone was willing to die with Jean Greymane for this ancient country.

Between the royal city of the Kingdom of Gilneth and the Wall of Greymane, there are many noble lords in the vast land; Less than two days after Jean Greymane had been defeated at the front, the nobles had gathered at someone's call—they needed to discuss the future more than the invaders.

In a manor located in the wilderness, more than twenty lords, large and small, gathered in a not spacious room, anxiously waiting for the meeting to begin.

Count Darius Crore, the lord whose family history is almost comparable to the founding of the Kingdom of Gilneis, sent invitations to all the lords present, inviting them to hold an impromptu meeting in his manor in the wilderness.

Of course, from the perspective of the government of the Kingdom of Gilneys, Darius Scrore, despite being one of the most important lords in the country, did not have such power.

But now...... Who cares about the feelings of the Greymans? If it weren't for them, the Kingdom of Gilneth wouldn't have ended up like this!

"Ladies and gentlemen! I have called you here today to talk about your plans for the future...... We all know that our King Jean suffered a crushing defeat at the Wall of Greymane and has now fled back to the city of King Gilne. ”

A tall, lanky lord with a black blindfold in his right eye stood up, motioned for his guards to close the door, and then spoke to the nobles present.

"What? So what do we do? ”

One of the nobles shouted - combined with their own intel and Darius Skrore's words, they could almost confirm that this was true.

But this is definitely a desperate fact - for if Jean Greymane had fled to the royal city further south, what would these nobles, their fiefs and forts, and the peasants and tenants of the fiefdoms, rely on to protect?

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Lord Darius Scrore had to shout loudly, because the room was already remembered for the chatter.

"That's exactly why I called everybody, if Jean has given up on us, then ......"

Lord Darius Scrore managed to attract everyone's attention, and then said pointedly.

"Darius, what do you mean...... We betrayed him? ”

A nobleman said very revealingly.

"Yes, that's it."

Darius Scrore nodded and said - he did not hesitate to admit it, you read uknshue because this is his territory

For safety reasons, Darius Scrore chose the location of the meeting in his own manor in the wilderness; His private soldiers were scattered throughout the manor and controlled the situation; Moreover, when he invited his companions, he chose nobles who were at odds with the Greymans, believing that his plan would succeed.

Darius Skroray had been trying to overthrow Jean Greyman's rule for a long time - his family's original domain was beyond the Greymane Wall, and a large forest of silver pines was the domain of his ancestors.

Because of their proximity, the Crowley family did not have a bad relationship with the kingdom of Lordaeron, and their trade with each other made them a relatively wealthy and powerful family in the kingdom of Gilneis.

However, when Jean Grey Maine decided to attack the kingdom of Lordaeron, he ignored Darius Skrore's objections; Insist on sending troops to the Hillsbrad Hills.

As a result of that war, the kingdom of Gilneth withdrew from the Silverpine Forest, and Darius Scrore did not dare to risk testing whether his friendship with the kingdom of Lordaeron was strong enough, so he retreated into the Wall of Greymane with his family, possessions, and the people of his domain, and it had been twenty years since then. (To be continued.) )

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"We're talking about what to do next, and I think you should come and hear about it too."

King Terenas said to his son.

"What's there to discuss, the walls of Greymane have been breached, what else can that guy Jean do?"

King Solas said dismissively.

"The same cannot be said, after all, our mission is not to create a killing here, but to completely occupy Gilneth. Jean Greymane may have been doomed to defeat, but the rest of the kingdom of Gilneth ......"

Arthas shook his head, he didn't agree with King Soras's words.

"And what do you mean, Terenus? You father and son must have colluded a long time ago when they sang and harmonized, right? ”

King Solas was too lazy to accompany Arthas and his son to continue playing dumb riddles, and asked directly.

I said...... We're here waiting. ”

King Terenus said with a smile.

"Waiting? Shouldn't we rush forward and take Jean's palace in one go? ”

This time it was Varian Ureon from Stormwind who thought he would be able to show his skills in the next battle.

"yes, if we don't chase after us, what if Jean plays any tricks?"

King Solas chimed in.

"Didn't you just say, what else can Jean do? In that case, we might as well wait. ”

King Terenus shook his head and said.

"What are you waiting for?"

King Solas asked, confused.

"Wait for our soldiers to recuperate, wait...... This kingdom disintegrated from within. ”

King Terenus walked to the inner layer of the Wall of Greymane and looked south—his men did not find King Jean Greymane of the Kingdom of Gilneth here, and as an old friend of His Majesty, King Terenus knew he should have fled.

But Jean, where can you escape?

- King Terenus thought to himself,

I'm looking forward to what the future will come - this is a land that Soladin the Great's empire has never touched!

……

News of the crushing defeat of the kingdom of Gilney's army at the Wall of Greymane spread throughout the land even faster than Jean Greymane's escape to his own palace.

Not all of the Gilneth soldiers were willing to hold out on to the Greymane Wall until the last moment, and these deserters certainly did not dare to return to the royal city to report, they fled back to their hometowns, bringing the news of the defeat to all directions.

The civilians began to panic - they had never experienced war, they didn't know what it was like to be hit on their doorstep, and they imagined that it must be a group of vicious people who invaded their country.

Nobles usually thought a little more than commoners; They knew why the coalition was attacking the kingdom of Gilneys, and of course not everyone was willing to die with Jean Greymane for this ancient country.

Between the royal city of the Kingdom of Gilneth and the Wall of Greymane, there are many noble lords in the vast land; Less than two days after Jean Greymane had been defeated at the front, the nobles had gathered at someone's call—they needed to discuss the future more than the invaders.

In a manor located in the wilderness, more than twenty lords, large and small, gathered in a not spacious room, anxiously waiting for the meeting to begin.

Count Darius Crore, the lord whose family history is almost comparable to the founding of the Kingdom of Gilneis, sent invitations to all the lords present, inviting them to hold an impromptu meeting in his manor in the wilderness.

Of course, from the perspective of the government of the Kingdom of Gilneys, Darius Scrore, despite being one of the most important lords in the country, did not have such power.

But now...... Who cares about the feelings of the Greymans? If it weren't for them, the Kingdom of Gilneth wouldn't have ended up like this!

"Ladies and gentlemen! I have called you here today to talk about your plans for the future...... We all know that our King Jean suffered a crushing defeat at the Wall of Greymane and has now fled back to the city of King Gilne. ”

A tall, lanky lord with a black blindfold in his right eye stood up, motioned for his guards to close the door, and then spoke to the nobles present.

"What? So what do we do? ”

One of the nobles shouted - combined with their own intel and Darius Skrore's words, they could almost confirm that this was true.

But this is definitely a desperate fact - for if Jean Greymane had fled to the royal city further south, what would these nobles, their fiefs and forts, and the peasants and tenants of the fiefdoms, rely on to protect?

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Lord Darius Scrore had to shout loudly, because the room was already remembered for the chatter.

"That's exactly why I called everybody, if Jean has given up on us, then ......"

Lord Darius Scrore managed to attract everyone's attention, and then said pointedly.

"Darius, what do you mean...... We betrayed him? ”

A nobleman said very revealingly.

"Yes, that's it."

Darius Scrore nodded and said - he did not hesitate to admit it, you read uknshue because this is his territory

For safety reasons, Darius Scrore chose the location of the meeting in his own manor in the wilderness; His private soldiers were scattered throughout the manor and controlled the situation; Moreover, when he invited his companions, he chose nobles who were at odds with the Greymans, believing that his plan would succeed.

Darius Skroray had been trying to overthrow Jean Greyman's rule for a long time - his family's original domain was beyond the Greymane Wall, and a large forest of silver pines was the domain of his ancestors.

Because of their proximity, the Crowley family did not have a bad relationship with the kingdom of Lordaeron, and their trade with each other made them a relatively wealthy and powerful family in the kingdom of Gilneis.

However, when Jean Grey Maine decided to attack the kingdom of Lordaeron, he ignored Darius Skrore's objections; Insist on sending troops to the Hillsbrad Hills.

As a result of that war, the kingdom of Gilneth withdrew from the Silverpine Forest, and Darius Scrore did not dare to risk testing whether his friendship with the kingdom of Lordaeron was strong enough, so he retreated into the Wall of Greymane with his family, possessions, and the people of his domain, and it had been twenty years since then. (To be continued.) )

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