What kind of hatred and resentment was there for the people of their own country to oppose the army of their own country?
For a long time, the nobles of Lordaeron had lived a luxurious life, and had long forgotten the voice of the people. To them, the people were just wheat that would automatically grow every year. They had all kinds of responsibilities and obligations: they had to pay taxes to the nobles, provide labor for the nobles, and provide soldiers when the country was in danger.
After more than two thousand years of peace, the nobles had long forgotten that their ancestor was a warrior conferred by Emperor Saladin. This warrior's name was Lordan, and this warrior's son was called Menethil.
Later on, Menethil named the land Thoradin The Great as Lordaeron, and Menethil became the royal family's surname. In that era where clans were the dominant force and there were no surnames, this was already a pioneering move.
Suddenly being opposed by the seemingly docile people, not only Terenas, but all the Lordaeron nobles around him were embarrassed.
"This is a pity," Zeon Greymane said. Gene Greiman said, "It seems that someone down there has mistaken the difference between a triumphant return and a grand parade."
Of course, Terenas did not know that this proud and aloof King Gilneas, who seemed like a standard politician, would one day become the most reliable ally of the Alliance. He only knew that Zeon was taking advantage of the situation.
That's right. After Lord Presto appeared and presented the evidence, Zeon secretly offered to support a nephew of Presto. Zeon secretly offered to support a so-called nephew of Prianod's, who could not have been more distant, but Terenas rejected him cruelly.
Now, everything was different.
Looking at Anduin Lothar and Duke Marcus at the front of the victorious team, Terenas knew that all of this had something to do with them. If he did not do anything, it would not look good during the throne meeting, even if he forcefully passed the resolution.
"I'm getting old. I want to rest before the triumphant return to the palace. Why don't we all rest in the side hall? "Everyone knew that Terenas could stand from dawn to dusk if the situation was favorable.
Now that he suggested it, everyone knew that this was another round of quick and urgent political transactions.
As the representative of Cuel Salas, Prince Kael 'thas understood that this was a political game in the human world and had nothing to do with the elves. He was the one who truly rested.
Laing and Dahlin looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
Now that Terenas was taking advantage of his old age, he could not allow the old king to rest, could he?
Laing and the other two nodded quietly to each other. They were going to meet up later.
All of a sudden, the balcony of the palace that was more than a hundred square meters became empty. Not a single king was paying attention to the victorious procession that would begin to arrive at the square in front of the palace in twenty minutes.
In the side palace, Terenas pushed open the huge golden door. The magnificent murals on the wall had always been his greatest pride and joy. Unfortunately, he was not in the mood to appreciate them now.
The first to meet was naturally Jean.
Zeon was extremely greedy towards Terenas, but because of that, he was the easiest to convince.
"Yo, Terenas, it seems that little Duque has given you quite a bit of trouble."
"It's just trouble," Terenas said with a cold expression, "Tell me, what do you want in order to support Pristos?"
"I want the Hillsbrad Plains, the Jasper Mine, Tobalad Island and the western coast next to Southshore."
He knew that Jean would ask for a lot, but he did not expect him to be so greedy. He took away more than half of the essence of Hillsbrad in one go. The Hillsbrad Plains had been reclaimed by the refugees of Stormwind. Now, everyone knew that it was a rich and fertile land.
The refugees would all be evacuated next year. With the support of this fertile land, Gilneas' power would increase explosively in the next twenty years.
Terenas said with a pained expression, "Alright!"
The second to meet was King Solas Trollbane of Stormgard.
Terenas spoke first, "Solas, you must support Lord Pristos this time. I can give you Tarren Mill and Southshore. "
Solas sat in his luxurious chair like a statue. After a long while, he shook his head and said, "Maybe their king and lord are guilty, but the people of Riptide Castle can't take Alterac's land. It's a blasphemy to our brave warriors."
Terenas panicked when he heard Solas' words. Among the six human kingdoms, Kurtiras and Stormwind, who were outsiders, would vote against him. He needed at least four votes from the throne to make things look good.
Who would have thought that Solas would reject him!
Yes, that's right, Terenas' plan was to take Lordaeron's land for himself. Now that Solas was involved, he refused to play?! How could he do that?
Terenas' face darkened. "Think about it, Solas. Your land has already become a wasteland. Even your food for the winter is provided by Lordaeron. You can be noble, but can you bear to see your people starve to death? The Arathi Highlands do not have much food to begin with. "
Solas' expression changed. Terenas was threatening him with food.
South of Stromgard was the Dwarves' territory. Whether it was the wetlands or Loch Modan, the Dwarves barely had enough food for themselves. Other than Hillsbrad in the west, there was no other way out of the Arathi Highlands. If Alterac, controlled by Lordaeron, blocked the way out, then hundreds of thousands of people would starve to death.
To restore Arathi's food production, his advisors told him that it would take at least three years.
Moreover, he still had to rebuild Riptide Castle, which had been destroyed by the dragon.
Solas lowered his head deeply, as if burying his head between his knees. "I don't want the territory. Give me at least 500,000 tons of food every year for five years."
As a noble knight, he hated political deals like this.
As a king who was responsible for the future of millions of his people, he had no choice but to compromise with Terenas.
Terenas left. He was not satisfied, but at least he had achieved his goal.
At the third meeting, Terenas met the hardest nail — Antonidas, who he thought would be easier to convince.
"Terenas, I'm not against you. But the Dalajan rejected the Lord of Pristor. "
"Why?" Terenas furrowed his brows.
"Because the Kirin Tor Assembly has secretly used all of their magic detection abilities, but still could not see through this mysterious Lord of Pristor. He is either a Breaking Dawn Mage on par with me, or he has a mysterious magical item that is comparable to a Demigod Gear. We will never support a mysterious person of unknown origin to be the king of Alterac. "
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