The people of Rotterdam were dumbfounded.
They had seen fierce ones, but never this fierce! After all, apart from Mages, Paladins, and other mystical beings who could use extraordinary powers, the most powerful force in a country was the Knights.
The average Knight trained for eight to ten years before finishing his apprenticeship. Their combat power was not to be underestimated.
Normally, a fully armed Knight on a horse could take care of 10 ordinary soldiers and 100 peasant soldiers.
100 knights went up and easily beat the people of the Paven family into dead dogs.
In fact, there were only 40 people who attacked directly. The rest were divided into teams of 15, guarding the four sides. Any Rotterdam people who dared to come near would be beaten up. They would not stop until the other party was beaten to the ground.
If this was Terenas's army camp, or the army camp of a lord like Mograine, it would be impossible for him to survive.
Perhaps the Rotterdam people had already fought back.
Unfortunately, this was a noble barracks. They came from different families, and they were competitors. After discovering that the Stormwind people were only targeting the Pavin Family, a group of nobles also joined in the fun and reported to their superiors.
Duke Charmas was the trusted aide of King Terenas, and he knew about this test. Almost as soon as he received the news, his stomach hurt.
In fact, after completing the defense of Rotterdam, when Terenas realized that Rotterdam had a chance to take over Alterac, they suddenly realized that they had acted a little too late. This was no longer a simple matter between Rotterdam and Alterac. It involved Stormwind.
Now that the threat of the Horde had not been eliminated, Rotterdam could not fall out with Stormwind, one of the main forces of the Alliance. Therefore, this was just a test. Whether it succeeded or failed, Rotterdam would not do anything further to avoid provoking the other kingdoms.
It would be good if the Barov Family was obedient.
If the Barov Family was not willing, then there would be plenty of time to deal with them after the war. However, by then, Rotterdam's appearance might be more ugly.
Charmas did not expect the reaction from Stormwind to be so intense.
He immediately rushed to the nearby camp to find Mograine. "The people of Stormwind came to the camp of the Fifth Legion of Rotterdam to cause trouble. There were nearly a hundred Knights. The gendarmerie could not handle it."
Mograine had just received a magic message. He had been appointed as the Alliance's Vice Commander. Who would have known that someone would cause trouble right after the promotion order was issued?
If this wasn't a slap in the face, what was?
Originally, he was the supreme commander of this place. Now that something had happened, he naturally could not shirk the responsibility.
Mograine was a pure soldier. Without another word, he ran out of the tent and called for his 3000 elite soldiers. They rushed to the scene of the incident aggressively.
Not long after he left the camp, he realized that something was wrong.
The moment he stepped out of the camp, a bugle horn sounded from another camp not far away. When he was halfway there, he discovered that the Stormwind Army had already rushed out of the camp like a tide.
The corners of Mograine's eyes twitched as he stared at Charmas beside him. He cursed in his heart, 'Charmas, you bastard, you tricked me!?
It had been proven time and time again that the nobles' private armies were rarely capable of fighting. The number of ranked private armies in the entire Alliance could be counted on one hand.
The person standing in front of him was one of them.
It was Duke Duque of Stormwind's private army.
Before Cuel Salas had joined the Alliance, Stormwind had given half of the Gryphon Legion to Duque. Not only was this private army overstaffed, they had fought from the Elven Forest all the way to Cuel Salas. They had fought dozens of battles, large and small. They could be said to be elites who had fought from the south to the north. Their bravery was no less than Noxus's First Legion of Stormwind.
Mograine's teeth hurt the moment he saw this army blocking his way.
"General Windsor! What are you doing?! "
Windsor was a righteous man, but Makarov beside him was not. As Duque's mouthpiece and the first confidant to follow Duque, he was not only loyal, but had also learned many of Duque's evil tricks.
Makarov rode out and shouted, "I'm sorry, General Mograine. Our Stormwind Kingdom's Countess Illucia Barov was humiliated by your kingdom's Baron Bas Pavin. Baron Pavin attempted to marry Countess Barov with a betrothal gift of 1000 gold coins. Duke Marcus's knight captain, Casar Ulysses, could not tolerate such humiliation and went to duel with Baron Pavin. "
This time, Charmas was also anxious. If Mograine's elites arrived quickly and captured Duque's knights, even if King Laing came later to ask for them, at least King Terenas would not lose face. But now, the other side seemed to have predicted it and did not hesitate to send a large force to stop Mograine. Then …
Charmas could not imagine how angry King Terenas would be when he returned.
Charmas did not care about his demeanor and directly cursed, "Duel!? Bullshit! We received reports that your knights beat up our nobles! This is a great humiliation to the glory of the Kingdom of Lordaeron! "
At this time, Windsor stepped forward, "We belong to the same alliance now, don't let other countries see us as a joke. Why don't we retreat first, then each take 100 people in to see the situation, and then discuss? "
Mograine stared at Charmas, "Okay!"
The army retreated, and when Mograine brought his men into the camp, he was instantly stunned.
The surroundings were a mess.
In order to avoid being affected, more than 4,000 noble private soldiers were like rabbits being chased into a corner, almost squeezing against the camp wall and shivering.
The camp gate was demolished. The demolition method was simple and violent, which could be seen from the fact that the camp gate was dragged more than 30 meters away. Then everything between the camp gate and the Pavin Family's camp was flattened.
From tents to ordnance, from campfires to camp beds.
Mograine's eyelids twitched as he walked.
It was one thing for the Stormwind wolves to be troublesome, but their combat strength was also very strong.
Finally, Mograine saw Baron Pavin, who was beaten to the point of death and did not look like a human.
If it were not for the fact that the guy was covered in mud and could still vaguely recognize the badge and robe, Mograine would never be sure that this guy was always as arrogant as a swan.
Charmas was angry, "Duel!? Is this still a holy duel? You call yourselves knights, and you even threw away the glory of the knights! This is blasphemy! This is the greatest humiliation to the great Kingdom of Lordaeron! I want to report this to the leader of the Menethil Alliance! I want Stormwind to publicly apologize! "
His sharp voice echoed in the silent camp.
Elusia, who was following closely behind Windsor, was stunned.
At this time, Makarov came out, leisurely took a drag on his cigarette, and then said slowly, "I think Knight Ulysses just threw his gloves to Baron Pavin."
With that, Makarov raised an iron 'glove' that weighed a full two pounds.
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