"Lord Lord, I'll give you three days, you must think it through!" After saying something in a low and cold voice, Yang Ling ordered Agusu to take the pale-faced Storf down. After returning to the small courtyard, under the reminder of the strategist, Storf felt more and more wrong. The timing of Yang Ling's rescue was too coincidental, and he waited until he and the Rus were both defeated before leading the army to show up, combined with his request to get the entire town of Weisen, it was obvious that he must have hidden a lot of information. It is even possible that the reason why he was almost completely wiped out was also his hands and feet behind his back. Upon closer scrutiny, Stouff discovered more and more suspicions about the Rus' blockade of the Alashan Pass. I suspect that the fundamental purpose of Yang Ling's words is to hope that he will mistakenly think that the situation is critical, and on behalf of the Bantu Empire, he will give up the plan to occupy the town of Weisen and support him to become the lord of Weisen. After many doubts, he mustered up the courage to make an excuse to think carefully, hoping to delay for two more days, hoping that his reinforcements would come in time. When Stouff was in doubt, Alashankou staged a perfect counter-raid battle. Under the command of the Evil Eye Tyrant and aided by horned bees, gargoyles, and numerous samurai, the Evil Eye army withstood wave after wave of onslaught from the Bantu people. At the critical moment when the Bantu people went all out and sent all their strength, the tarantula king led the spider army to suddenly kill from the ground. Not only did he inflict heavy losses on the unsuspecting Bantu, but he also took advantage of the chaos to kill the opponent's commander and completely crush the opponent's army. The next day, looking at the bloodstained banner in Agusu's hand and the still bleeding head of the reinforcement commander, Storf and his advisers completely died. At this moment, no matter what Yang Ling did before, it no longer mattered, if you wanted to survive, you had to cooperate with him. In desperation, in order to return to the Bantu Empire alive, and for the sake of his own future, to cover up his mistakes this time, Stoff had no choice but to agree to Yang Ling's plan. After some conspiracy, a half-truth and half-truth information were forged. In this false information, he exaggerated the strength of the Rus to the king, reflecting how he repelled the attack of the Rus under bad circumstances, how he defeated the strong with the help of Yang Ling, and how he obtained a large number of Warcraft crystal nuclei with the help of Yang Ling. At the end of the indication, it is stated that after his crushing victory, he is no longer able to deal with the attack of the Rus, and he is unable to control the situation in the town of Wiesen. It was suggested that instead of sending reinforcements, the king should simply support Yang Ling as the lord of Weisen Town, and use his power to fight against the Rus. In order to indirectly obtain a large amount of resources from the Truss Forest, and strive to obtain the maximum benefit at the minimum cost. With the false information, a large number of Warcraft crystal nuclei, and the strong mediation of the family, Storf believed that even if he did not get the original reward, he would be able to appease the king's anger. Of course, the price is also huge! According to the agreement with Yang Ling, he must pay a huge amount of crystal coins for every batch of resources such as Warcraft crystal nuclei, wood, and ore. Armed with falsified information, one of Storf's henchmen carried a batch of Warcraft crystal nuclei and set off for the distant Bantu Empire under the escort of a team of barbarians. As for the once-invincible Storf, he will have to live in seclusion at Wiesen Castle until the situation becomes clear. In order to appease the anger of the townsfolk and mercenaries, and to control the situation in Wesson Town, Yang Ling ordered a fake Storf to be killed. Thanks to the efforts of one of Helbeley's subordinates, the poor ghost was so fake that the people watching from afar had no suspicion at all. Then, under Goode's planning, and under the call of Andrew and others, people asked Yang Ling to stay and willingly accept his leadership. In this way, Yang Ling naturally became the first true lord in the history of Weisen Town. After a few days of planning, the ceremony of the lord's enthronement began. There were no grand ceremonies, no diplomats from afar, and the simple townspeople offered their best wishes to Yang Ling. Standing at the highest point of Weisen Castle, looking at the dense crowd crawling on the ground, Yang Ling sighed with emotion. A few months ago, he was a down-and-out student who had just graduated, a few months ago, he was running around various vegetable markets, a few months ago, he was still obsessed with games like Warcraft and Heroes, and a few months ago... Now, however, he has a territory. A territory rich in resources, larger than China's largest city. Looking at the simple townspeople, and then at the excited Alice and Agusu and others behind him, Yang Ling suddenly remembered a book he had read many years ago that reflected American society. After a moment of silence, he stole a few sentences from the classic summary in the book. "In my hometown, there was a successful lord who said a few words. After a pause, looking at the townspeople who were listening attentively, Yang Ling continued: "In my territory, if a person works hard all night and cannot support his wife and children, then it is my fault; in my territory, if a person works hard but is poor, then it is my fault; under my command, if a warrior bravely kills the enemy and suffers a crushing defeat, then it is my fault!" Looking at Yang Ling on the city wall, people remained motionless, letting the snowflakes fall on their bodies. Whether it was an old man with a gray beard or a fierce hunter, they were all moved to red eyes. Aristocrats, this is the real great aristocracy! People sincerely prostrate on the ground, and at this moment, they understand that their choice is not wrong. Only a big nobleman like Yang Ling is worthy of their lives to follow! The townspeople were moved to tears, Alice and Goode and the others were no exception, and no one noticed that Haier Bailey on the side also looked at Yang Ling motionlessly, thoughtfully. "Wesen Town is backed by the largest Warcraft Forest on the continent, and in the near future, we will form the largest Warcraft army on the continent to guard our sacred home. So from now on, the land under our feet will be called the Demon Beast Leader!" Yang Ling said as he summoned the unicorn out, turned over and rode up. Looking at the majestic unicorn and thinking of Yang Ling's huge army of demonic beasts, people immediately boiled and cheered loudly. With a wise lord and a huge army of Warcraft, the former bullied by various forces will be gone. Carnival, all-night carnival! That night, the whole town of Wieson was boiling, and people stayed awake all night. The intoxicating aroma of wine wafted to every corner, and the heartfelt laughter spread to every wooden house in the town of Wiesen. Under the raging flames, the girls danced and gave Yang Ling a cup of warm wine. The warriors fought shirtless in the cold wind, and every victor stroked his chest with his right hand and prostrated in front of Yang Ling sincerely. The Warcraft Collar, the unique Warcraft Collar on the Tylen Continent, the Warcraft Collar that rolled up pieces of turbulent waves later, was born!

(To be continued)