The loyal and brave generals of the Storm Kingdom raised their swords in their hands. They felt the excitement in the eyes of His Majesty, the most beloved king. Before they knew it, their breathing and their hearts were synchronized with the king.

It was an inexplicable throbbing like spiritual communication.

One after another, they entered a mysterious state of trance. They seemed to have crossed time and space, and saw a thousand years ago, when their ancestors set the first stone in this strange and lush valley, proclaiming that this place was called Stormwind City.

They seemed to have seen their ancestors breaking through the thorns, and saw the colorful insects under their feet scattered from the grass, and saw that this land became a paradise for mankind.

They seemed to see King Ryan, who inherited the will of his ancestors, and were about to make a great choice to change the fate of the entire kingdom.

The noisy halls in the weekdays are filled with a familiar and unfamiliar sacred spirit, which is like being in the Storm Cathedral for Mass, listening to the archbishop's metaphor, and feeling the gaze of the statues of the sages on both sides. The eyes of these great pioneers have spanned thousands of years and quietly staring at Ryan.

Quiet and sacred.

The loyal and brave generals chose to listen, while the despicable nobles gave up their defense.

The chamber was in absolute silence, and the whole world seemed to be quiet, just for that sacred answer.

Ryan's eyes were wide open, and his blue pupils were filled with a lofty sense of clarity. The golden lion flag of the blue-bottomed gold-edged edge that had been passed down for thousands of years in the Storm Kingdom exuded a brilliant brilliance behind him.

His voice is clear and magnetic, full of penetration, and has an irresistible majesty.

"My King Ryan Wrien hereby declared that the 20 nobles headed by the Duke of Ferrens abused their power, corrupted and degenerated, colluded with demons, and insulted the nobles in the name of fairness and justice. This abolished the names of all the above 20 nobles, and all the remaining noble children were demoted to civilians. The property they obtained from their improper profits will be distributed to the meritorious soldiers of this battle to set an example."

"I declare that anyone, regardless of origin, age, race, gender, as long as he has made great contributions to the Storm Kingdom, will be named a noble! Similarly, as long as anyone dares to sell human interests, my Storm Kingdom will be punished even if he is far away! I will reward you for your merits and punish you for your crimes! Those who violate this oath will be punished regardless of origin or status."

A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and everyone's face was filled with a strong shock.

Ryan's spirit and courage can reach this point!

No king dares to beat half of the nobles in China to the end in one breath, but Ryan dares!

No king dares to link the supreme position with merit at once, but Ryan dares!

No king has the courage to let go so far as to use talents without any restraint, but Ryan dares!

Although Duke's actions caused amazing losses to the nobles, they were placed in front of Ryan as a fait accompli. Although Duke took advantage of the great crisis of the country's destruction and family destruction, Ryan was still the one who made the decision in the end.

Ryan made the most wise decision, no, that even surpassed Duke's expectations, that was already the realm of the great.

Just based on these three points, as long as Ryan's Storm Kingdom does not truly destroy the country, and as long as Ryan's bloodline and policies can continue, Ryan will definitely leave the strongest mark in the human history of Azeroth.

Everyone present felt that their soul had obtained some mysterious sublimation at this moment. If fighting against tribal invasion is a glorious hymn, an epic that did not originally belong to a certain person, then at this moment, there is only one protagonist, Ryan Wrien.

"For humans, for Azeroth" Ryan shouted.

"For humans and for Azeroth" Duke, Anduin and others responded in unison.

The excitement never went away for a long time, and the chests of each brave man were rising and falling violently. They looked at each other and saw the same smile.

Ryan glanced coldly at the nobles who had just tried to force the palace: "Gentlemen, you can leave. Next is the time to discuss confidential military information, which has nothing to do with you."

Lothar and Duke Fortagen took a step forward one left and one right at the same time. Around them, more than a dozen royal guards surrounded them into a fan shape.

The nobles squirmed with their mouths, and there was a cowardly unconcealed relationship between their eyebrows. They did not protest anymore and quietly left the court.

This scene was painted by a later painter based on the narrative of witnesses at that time and was painted into a stunning painting, and auctioned at a sky-high price of 3 million gold coins. The name of the painting was "The Ending of the Age of Decay".

After the nobles left the venue, the huge meeting room seemed empty, and Ryan and his party immediately moved to a smaller and more private meeting room.

There are no more than 20 people here, together with the guards.

But these people will be the core of power of the Storm Kingdom. If the Storm Kingdom can survive...

Just now, Berval was firmly standing on Duke's side, but now he is the first to attack: "Oh, my wise great mage, Lord Marcus. Although I really want to thank you for bringing more than fifty ships for the Kingdom, I can't stand it anymore. When you and Lothar went to save the battlefield, the Kingdom lost nearly 3,000 elite soldiers. This is the total number of people who died in battle and cannot go to the battlefield again."

Everyone's expressions are not good. It has been too long for a qualified soldier to be trained, and the kingdom cannot withstand this consumption speed. Even if the speed of transporting military and civilians can be increased by nearly twice, the current situation is that the defense line is likely to collapse before this.

Ryan walked over, put one hand on Duke's shoulder, and looked at Duke's eyes calmly: "I won't regard your behavior as a tyrant. The Storm Kingdom has been sick for a long time, and you just gave me a determination to cut off the rotten flesh. But the rebirth of the Kingdom still depends on the efforts of you juniors. I think you gave me so many perfect answers before, and this time, you won't let me down, right?"

If Duke forced the nobles away so perfectly, but could not produce any useful information in the subsequent military discussions and let the Storm Kingdom get rid of it, this would be the real funny.

But Duke is Duke!

A miracle man who will never disappoint those who support him.

Duke chuckled: "Of course you will not be disappointed, my Majesty. First of all, please allow me to introduce you to an important guest. Please, my follower Itana and the guests she brought."

Ryan nodded with a faint smile.

The door of the conference room opened. Soon, a female mage wearing a mage robe of the Storm Wang Family Mage Group and a freckled side came in with a guest.

That guest made many senior executives of Storm Kingdom stiffen their facial expressions.
Chapter completed!