In fact, many things happened on the 12th of October.
Firstly, Lothar's military rank was set as the Grand Marshal of the Alliance.
In order to show respect to the descendants of Thoradin The Great, the kings who joined the Alliance army were all Admirals. Hence, there were the magical military ranks such as Admiral Laing Wrynn and Admiral Daelin Proudmoore.
Since Duque controlled over 100 warships and 7,000 private soldiers from the previous Bloodsail Fleet, he had two military ranks — Vice Admiral of the Alliance Navy and Brigadier General of the Army.
As for how to unify them, Duque solved this problem during the banquet that night.
That's right, the banquet.
It was a once in a millennium event for so many human kingdoms to unite. The Lordaeron palace held a grand banquet that night. The nobles who didn't have the chance to come out all came out. Those who were qualified to enter were at least Earls.
Of course, Earls and Marquises were not qualified to go and have fun if they weren't Dukes who commanded the army.
Coincidentally, Duque was the star of the Alliance — the inheritor of Medivh, the killer of Sargeras, the leader of the 100,000 Tribes, the youngest Sky Mage, the Duke of Stormwind, and the owner of a large naval fleet.
No matter which one it was, it was enough to make Duque the center of attention.
King Daelin had long black hair that smelled like seawater. His long and curly mustache made him look very masculine. One could tell from his well-defined face that Daelin was definitely a handsome man when he was young.
Not long after the banquet started, he brought his eldest son, Drake, to Duque.
Duque and Laing exchanged glances. Of course, Laing knew why Daelin came. In fact, Laing didn't understand Duque's decision. However, Duque's foresight was far better than his, so Laing agreed with Duque's decision in the end.
"Hello, Duke Marcus. As partners who are going to conquer the ocean and feed the orcs to the fishes, don't you think we should have a good chat? "Dai Lin raised his crystal plate full of wine and touched it with Duque's plate.
The two looked at each other and smiled. Then, Duque raised the plate towards Prince Kul Tiras to show his respect. Then, he, Daelin, and Drake downed the wine in the plate in one gulp.
"Actually, I'm very envious of you mages. You used powerful magic to easily seize a fleet. You should know that it would take at least three years even if all the shipyards in Kul 'Tiras worked day and night. "
Duque smiled but did not say anything. "Your Majesty Proudmoore … you're not thinking of asking me for the fleet that I obtained from the Bloodsail Pirates, are you?"
"No! No! No! Don't underestimate me. Even though most of those guys are from Kul Tiras, since you didn't get them from Kul Tiras, they are your spoils of war. Even if my men don't like them, as long as they still have the insignia of the Alliance on their ships, they are still our comrades. " King Daelin was obviously a heroic man of the sea. If this was the era of the universe, he would be the overlord of the universe who said, "My journey is the sea of stars".
Normal people would find it hard to dislike such a straightforward man, unless they were his enemies.
Duque smiled. It was just as straightforward. Not only that, but there was also a kind of holy light in his smile. No matter who saw it, they would think that he was a selfless saint.
That's right, Duque inherited the moral integrity of Medivh.
According to the system notification:
"Moral Integrity Divine Skill [Hypocrisy]. Because the humanity you obtained is far beyond what you should have, if you let this part of humanity temporarily control your body, you will become a holy existence in the eyes of the world. You will be more like a saint who serves the public for the sake of the world. All beings of the non-evil alignment will believe you more easily. "
Duque opened his mouth. He didn't even deliberately lower his voice. "No, actually, I want to say that I will be more at ease if my fleet is handed over to His Majesty Daelin, who is an expert in naval warfare."
Daelin and the Drake father and son were stunned. They almost doubted their ears. Not only them, but even the surrounding nobles who were listening to their conversation were stunned.
Daelin frowned. "Duke Marcus, actually, I didn't mean …"
"I know, but after serious consideration, this is the best choice to maximize the combat power of the Alliance's navy. In fact, I have also discussed this with His Majesty Wrynn, and His Majesty also supports my decision. "As soon as Duque finished speaking, King Laing also walked over and nodded to Daelin with a smile.
Duque continued, "I may be a genius, but only in the field of magic and strategy. I am a novice in naval warfare. Over a hundred warships can only be used as transport ships in my hands, but in His Majesty Proudmore's hands, it is an unparalleled weapon that can send thousands of Orcs into the sea to hell. If it weren't for the fact that the final control of the Nagas and Murlocs is in the hands of my master, I would even be willing to give them to Your Majesty to command. "
"Please don't shirk this responsibility. This is for the Alliance." Laing, who had thought it through, was extremely open-minded.
As soon as Duque finished speaking, a commotion quickly spread out with the four as the center.
There were murmurs of admiration around them.
This was what it meant to serve the public, and what it meant to look at the overall situation!
Which king didn't have their own plans for forming the Alliance?
Daelin was definitely very envious of Duque's fleet. In private, he had complained to his son more than once that Duque recklessly wasted God's resources.
Now, he said "for the Alliance!" A fleet of over a hundred warships was transferred just like that. What kind of internationalism was this! After all, if Daelin was sinister enough, he could completely wipe out Stormwind's hard-to-come-by assets.
With Duque being so magnanimous, Daelin's small complaints had long since flown out of the atmosphere.
Daelin raised the wine plate that the waiter had filled for him and said loudly: "Did everyone hear that? Lieutenant General Marcus is willing to transfer all the warships to me, Daelin Proudmore, for the Alliance. "
"Yes." The aristocrats said in unison.
"Since His Excellency Marcus is willing to make such concessions for the Alliance, then I, Daelin, cannot fall behind. I, Daelin, hereby swear in the name of Thoradin The Great's collateral descendants that I will not mistreat the fleet that His Excellency Marcus gave me. Even if Kurtiras' First Fleet is wiped out, I will not let His Excellency Marcus' fleet be wiped out. "
The uproar spread like ripples and quickly spread throughout the banquet hall. Everyone applauded. They praised Duque and Laing for their magnanimity.
What the Alliance feared the most was that the kings would be secretive and unwilling to send out their main force. In the end, Lothar was likely to become a lone commander.
Now, it was clear that Duque had made a good start.
With Duque taking the lead, presumably the other kings would be too embarrassed to send out their ugly second-line troops.
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