Chapter 415 Turning Hands Into Clouds (Part 2)

"No! I firmly oppose this plan!" Haas stepped forward excitedly, but he was blocked by more than ten heavily armed royal guards: "I will not agree! Our Alterac soldiers will not agree either! "

"Then make an excuse to adjust the defense and transfer them away!" King Aiden said coldly.

"No! I still object!" Haas was suppressed by several guards. He struggled and roared: "This is a blasphemy against the entire human race!"

"Shut up! Haas! You swore your allegiance to me, even to the end of hell!"

General Haas was immediately stunned.

"Can we—can we trust the Warchief of the Horde?" asked Wallander, a low-ranking nobleman. His words also represented the aspirations of many nobles. Seeing many people nodding, Aiden breathed a sigh of relief. If they ask this, it means that they have accepted the agreement in their hearts - the only thing holding them back is doubts about whether the agreement can be implemented.

"We have no choice." Aiden replied slowly: "As long as they want, unless they give up the whole of Alterac, we and everything we have will be destroyed. Of course, if they betray their promise, we will still It's over. But if they keep their word - Alterac will live. Whatever the cost. Well, choose, gentlemen!"

With a wave of Aiden's hand, more than a hundred royal guards rushed out from the side door, surrounding all the generals and nobles.

No one knows what the consequences of refusing to sign the contract are, and it's obviously not going to be anything wonderful.

Obviously, the king greeted his hardcore faction early, and more than one-third of the nobles and generals signed the contract on the spot, which stated that they unconditionally agreed to all the king's policies and policies against the alliance.

They signed their names and stamped the wax.

After sitting on the king's chariot, it means that as long as Aiden officially breaks face with the alliance, they will also be jointly and severally responsible for it.

The remaining two-thirds are hesitant. The guys from the neutral faction and those related to Duke Barov all set their sights on another powerful person in the whole kingdom——Duke Barov, whose power is second only to King Aiden.

Duke Barov who had been silent all this time, his neck was like a rusty machine, he slowly raised his head.

"The Barov family opposes it!" Perhaps because of fear, his voice was trembling clearly, and it was not like his previous voice.

Aiden didn't care, anyone's voice would change when they were extremely disturbed and panicked.

Aiden stroked the hilt of his sword at his waist, and sighed: "My old friend, I'm sorry I didn't discuss it with you in advance, because in my opinion, when you gave little Ilucia to the one who stole League boy, you've made your choice. Your heart is no longer in Alterac. You're going to unite those bloody refugees to steal the land and the throne of Alterac, aren't you?"

Like a thunderbolt from the blue, Duke Barov was completely stunned, looking at the king but unable to utter a word.

"I'm sorry, but you can no longer represent the Barov family." The king clapped his hands, and two teenagers came out from the side hall.

Duke Barov's eyes widened.

15-year-old Wilton Barov and Alex Barov, Barov's only two heirs. Now, they all ran to the royal party!

Wilton grinned grimly: "Father, you are getting old. It's time for the Barov family to be handed over to us."

Alex had an undisguised anger: "Father, you are already crazy! You actually tried to hand over the family to Ilucia, to Duke, and that bastard who didn't know where to come from didn't even leave the family business to us! ?”

Duke Barov raised his right index finger, pointing at the king tremblingly, breathed heavily against his throat, still unable to say anything.

The big picture is settled.

The most important thing for nobles is blood.

No matter how hard the old Duke Barov struggled, it was impossible for him to escape the shackles of his blood. Just as the old prince knelt down, almost all the nobles and generals stepped forward, signed their names, and stamped them with fire.

Duke Barov's two good sons complacently did the same in front of their father.

After gaining the support of everyone except Haas and the old Duke Barov, King Aiden was obviously in high spirits. He showed everyone his superb political skills.

Explain to everyone what is called a turnaround.

"Everyone, I didn't mean to force you. If I had a choice, I would certainly not serve those horrible beasts. The contract you signed is just an insurance. Insurance! Understand?"

Everyone looked at King Aiden in bewilderment.

Aiden finally showed his talent as a movie star: "Actually, I also notified Terenas of the news of the tribe's main attack. Tell him that if he doesn't support me, I will give up defense and let the tribe Rush across my territory and march to Lordaeron. As a result, Terenas sent his last court mages and accompanying high-ranking swordsmen on fire. I'm going to let these guys destroy the Horde The mountain road ahead."

General Haas, who had already knelt down, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of hope: "Your Majesty, you just lied to us just now? You are not going to fulfill the treaty with the tribe at all? That's right! To those despicable beasts, we No need to honor promises."

Aiden shook his right index finger triumphantly: "No, I have already told Orgrim about the arrival of reinforcements from Lordaeron, including their numbers and types."

"..." The entire hall suddenly fell into dead silence.

Aiden's face was extremely indifferent and cruel. He raised the contract signed by the generals and nobles in his hands: "Let them fight each other to the death. If the elite of Terenas wins, then I will Just burn this contract secretly, no one will believe the evidence provided by those beasts."

When Aiden said this, many people were obviously relieved.

"If the Horde is really so powerful and destroys all the elites of Terenas, then we who have notified Orgrim in advance will naturally fulfill our obligations as allies. We can also join the Horde with confidence."

If the Horde won, wouldn't they have wiped out the last elite guard group of Lordaeron in advance? So what is the difference between Lordaeron and a weak girl who is disheveled and can be trampled at will?

"Hiss—" In the hall, there were countless gasping voices.

They suddenly realized that this was the king they knew well, the cunning and scheming king like a fox!

In either case, only Alterac will win.

All of a sudden, heated discussions erupted in the hall, and almost every nobleman and general had smiles on their faces.

"It is His Majesty Perenolde who can resolve such a shocking crisis into a surefire way!"

"Sure enough, this is how we survive in Alterac!"

A bunch of dudes compliment King Aiden as sleazy as they can get.

At this time, Aiden suddenly received a message: the messenger of the tribe is here.