Chapter 179 The End of the Era of Decay

The loyal and brave generals of the Stormwind Kingdom raised their swords high. They felt the excitement in the eyes of the most beloved King, and unconsciously, their breathing and hearts were already in sync with the King.

It was an inexplicable throbbing that seemed to connect with each other.

One by one they fell into a kind of trance-mystical state. They seem to have traveled through time and space, and saw that thousands of years ago, their ancestors laid down the first stele in this strange and luxuriant valley, announcing that this place was called Stormwind City.

They seem to have seen their ancestors overcoming thorns and thorns, seeing colorful insects fleeing from the grass under their feet, and seeing this land become a paradise for human beings.

They seemed to see that King Ryan, who had inherited the will of his ancestors, was about to make a great decision to change the fate of the entire kingdom.

The usually noisy meeting hall is filled with a sense of both familiar and unfamiliar sanctity, which is like being in the Cathedral of Stormwind for mass, listening to the instruction of the archbishop, and feeling the gaze of the statues of sages on both sides. The eyes of these great pioneers, spanning thousands of years, watched Ryan quietly.

Quiet and holy.

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

The meeting hall fell into absolute silence, and the whole world seemed to have quieted down, just for that sacred answer.

Ryan's eyes were wide open, and the azure pupils were filled with a sense of sublime clarity. Behind him, the Golden Lion Banner with a blue background and a gold border that has been passed down by the Stormwind Kingdom for thousands of years exudes brilliant brilliance.

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

"I—the Storm King Ryan Wrynn hereby declare—the 20 noble families headed by the Duke of Ference abused their power, corrupted and corrupted, colluded with demons, insulted the name of fairness and justice of the nobles, and are ashamed of the nobles. Hereby The family names of all the above 20 noble families will be abolished, and all the remaining noble children will be demoted to commoners, and the property they obtained from illegal profits will be distributed to the meritorious soldiers in this campaign to set an example."

"I declare—anyone, regardless of origin, age, race, or gender, as long as they make great contributions to the Stormwind Kingdom, they will be enshrined as nobles! Similarly, anyone who dares to betray human interests will be punished by the Stormwind Kingdom even if they are far away! There will be rewards, and those who commit crimes will be punished! Anyone who violates this oath, regardless of their origin or status, will be punished—"

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and everyone's face was strongly shocked.

Ryan's vigor and courage can reach such a level!

No king dared to sweep half of the nobles in the country to the end in one go, but Ryan dared!

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

There is no king who has the courage to use talents in such an eclectic way, but Ryan dares!

Even though it was Duke's actions behind the scenes that caused the nobles' astonishing losses, and presented Ryan with a fait accompli, even though Duke took advantage of the crisis of the country's ruin and family to threaten Ryan, in the end, it was still the one who made the decision. It's Ryan.

Ryan made the wisest decision, no, it was even wiser than Duke expected, and that was already the domain of greats.

Based on these three points, as long as Ryan's Stormwind Kingdom does not really destroy the country, as long as Ryan's bloodline and policies can continue, Ryan is bound to leave the strongest stroke in the human history of Azeroth.

Everyone present at this moment felt that their souls had obtained some kind of mysterious sublimation. If fighting against the tribal invasion is a glorious hymn, which originally did not belong to a certain person's epic, then at this moment, there is only one protagonist—Lian Wrynn.

"For humanity—for Azeroth—" Lion shouted.

"For humanity—for Azeroth—" Duke, Anduin and the others echoed in unison.

The excitement lasted for a long time, and the chests of every brave man heaved violently. They looked at each other and saw the same smile.

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

Lothar and Duke Fortagan took a step forward at the same time. Around them, more than a dozen royal guards surrounded them in a fan shape.

The nobles squirmed their mouths, and there was an unconcealable timidity between their brows. After all, they didn't protest any more and left the stage quietly.

This scene was painted by a later painter based on the narration of the eyewitnesses, and it was auctioned for a sky-high price of 3 million gold coins. The name of the painting was "The End of the Era of Decay".

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

Here, together with the guards, there are no more than 20 people in total.

But these people will be the power core of the Stormwind Kingdom, if the Stormwind Kingdom can survive...

Bolvar was firmly on Duke's side just now, but now he is the first to attack: "Oh, my wise master Marcus Your Excellency. Although I really want to thank you for helping the kingdom get more than fifty ships, but I can't bear it anymore. When you and Lothar went to save the field, the kingdom lost nearly 3,000 elite soldiers. This is the total number of those killed and unable to go to the battlefield."

Everyone's complexion is not good. It took too long to train a qualified soldier, and the kingdom could not afford this rate of consumption. Even if the speed of transporting soldiers and civilians can be nearly doubled, the status quo is that the defense line is likely to collapse before then.

Ryan came over, put his hand on Duke's shoulder, and looked into Duke's eyes calmly: "I will not regard your behavior just now as forced palace. Stormwind Kingdom has been ill for a long time, you just gave me a determination to cut off these Carrion. But the rebirth of the kingdom still depends on the hard work of you juniors. I think, you gave me so many perfect answers before, this time, you will not let me down, right?"

It would be really funny if Duke drove the nobles away so perfectly, but couldn't come up with anything in the next military meeting and let the Stormwind Kingdom fall.

But Duke is Duke!

A miraculous man who never disappoints those who support him no matter what.

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

Ryan nodded with a smile.

The door of the conference room opened, and after a short while, a female mage with freckles in the mage robe of the Storm King's mage group came in with a guest.

That guest made the faces of many high-ranking officials of the Stormwind Kingdom stiffen.

Because, the so-called guest was actually a goblin.