Looking at the resolute face of the female prosecutor, the people who were clamoring to punish the Crusaders just now fell silent - maybe these soldiers were once heinous, but now judging from the facts White described, no one would be willing to punish such an ill-fated group.
The team felt more disgusted. Maybe in that environment surrounded by the undead, they could only use this kind of extreme behavior to prevent themselves from being driven crazy.
"And me!" Herod, who was not good at words, couldn't think of any way to support White, so he jumped out of the team and stood next to the female prosecutor. "I am also a high-ranking officer of the Crusaders. If you can take him in,
These people of the Alliance, Ms. White and I will have no complaints even if we are sent back to Lordaeron!"
"No! We will never leave you two adults!"
"If you leave, we will still follow you!", "Stormwind City doesn't want us, then everyone will go back to Lordaeron together and die fighting in their homeland!"
The Crusaders were also excited. They shouted that they would live and die with their commander. The originally neat queue became a mess, and the guards on both sides could not maintain order.
"Quiet down, everyone!" Varian's roar like a thunderbolt calmed everyone. The Storm King looked at White and Herod with a gloomy face, and reprimanded with great displeasure, "No one wants to persecute you.
, and no one wants to settle old scores with you, and don’t look at the citizens of Stormwind City with that ridiculous eye, they are not a group of fanatics who only have revenge in their hearts!”
"I'm sorry, we were rude, Your Majesty..." White was also startled by Varian's roar, but he immediately calmed down, "We don't have any objections to you, we just want to express our gratitude for the stupidity we have committed.
I deeply regret and hope to join the alliance to atone for my mistakes.”
"I understand what you mean..." Varian glanced at the excited Crusaders, then turned to look at Fandral and Benedictus, "Two respected sirs, I know the atrocities you committed against the Scarlet Crusaders.
I hate it very much, but you should have heard what Ms. White said just now. These soldiers are just a group of sad people who cannot control their own destiny. They cannot stop the chaotic command of the upper-level leaders at all, so I think such anger should not be vented on them."
Benedictus was silent when he heard this. After all, if we trace the origins, the Scarlet Crusaders can be regarded as Faao's lineage. It is indeed a bit unhuman to kill them all, so he did not say any more.
Seeing the hesitation on the Archbishop's face, Fandral snorted slightly and stood up and said: "Your Majesty, although Ms. White has many reasons, it cannot cover up the Crusaders' murder of Alliance explorers and mercenaries.
The fact is, if a crime like this can be pardoned, then who do we have to accuse other murders?"
"So how do you think these people should be punished?" Varian frowned slightly and said with an obviously displeased tone.
"It's very simple, permanently expel them from the alliance territory," Fandral said extremely forcefully, ignoring the angry gazes of the surrounding crusaders, "and then declare them as neutral and chaotic hostile forces. If there are any more violations against alliance members,
I suggest treating them as minions of the tribe and destroying them directly!"
"That's wrong, Your Excellency Archdruid!" Magni and Tyrande retorted at the same time. The two looked at each other in surprise, "It's you first." The dwarf king sat down and motioned for the priestess to speak first.
"Thank you, Your Majesty Magni," Tyrande greeted the dwarf king with a smile, then turned to look at the archdruid and said, "Fandral, don't you think that saying this is an insult to your status as the leader of Cenarion?"
Really? The Scarlet Crusade certainly has many shortcomings, but Miss White’s words have already expressed deep remorse. We have no reason to blame the leaders’ faults on these warriors, let alone confuse them with the tribe!”
After that, the high priest bowed slightly to Varian, "Dear Storm King, as a walker of Elune, I implore you to forgive these once-lost alliance orphans, accept them with our broad mind, and let
The Scarlet Crusaders can also truly fight for their compatriots!"
"I agree!" Magni said loudly, "Since Alessandro, the Scarlet Crusade has never had a coward. If only because of some magic sticks whose heads were caught in the door, the entire Crusade was driven away.
Let’s go, what’s the difference between us and murderers!”
Varian nodded slightly, and said to Fandral, who was as heavy as water, "Your Excellency Archdruid, I feel sad for your subordinates who were innocently killed by the Crusaders, but the deceased is already gone, and revenge on compatriots who have repented is not what we want."
So, I hope you can put aside your hatred, put the overall interests of the alliance first, and give these Crusaders a chance!"
Fandal was silent for a long time, then reluctantly said: "Since all the leaders have this intention, then I won't comment too much... It's just that Your Majesty, I don't know which army you will organize the Crusaders into the alliance.
Woolen cloth?"
"We have already made a proposal about this. Since the Archdruid asked about it, we would just take this opportunity to discuss it." Varian looked at the captain of the Guards, Phillips, who understood and accepted the document handed over by the adjutant.
The people below read out: "After discussion between the Stormwind Command and the Alliance Military Dispatch Office, it was believed that the majority of the Crusaders going south this time were composed of humans, so all of them were organized into the Seventh Legion of Stormwind City and used as the backbone.
Recruit warriors from other races to expand the army. It is planned to expand the size of this 1,000-man brigade into an independent regiment of 5,000 people, with artillery, cavalry, air force and magic troops under the direct command of the Seventh Army Headquarters and the Alliance Headquarters!
above!"
"Wait..." Fandral frowned and said, "If I heard correctly, this army will be merged into the Seventh Army?"
"That's it, Your Majesty the Archdruid!" Phillips shouted back.
"Then, generals and marshals, according to the alliance's military system, each legion is composed of ten thousand people, and even the reserve team will never exceed two thousand, but is this true?" Several senior generals of the alliance nodded.
, indicating that what Fandral said is not bad
The archdruid smiled with satisfaction and continued, "But as we all know, the Seventh Legion, as the ace force of the alliance, already has a super-scale establishment of nearly 20,000 people, and now a new wing has been incorporated into it. In this way, we
Will the once proud elite troops become bloated? After all, war is not determined by the number of people. For a newly formed army, I think it is better to let it experience as a reserve force first.
!”
After patiently listening to the "high talk" of the current leader of Cenarion, Regan couldn't help but feel slightly in his heart: Fandral is indeed a stubborn and brainless guy. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the blood army is a certainty, but
This stubborn hawk still uses small means to hinder the process. It is really stupid.
"Your Majesty Archdruid, the military system you mentioned before is indeed correct. However, as for the conjecture that incorporating the Scarlet Crusade into the Seventh Legion will reduce our combat effectiveness, I do not agree with you."
Sure enough, Commander Havers of the Seventh Army retorted, "As far as I know, the troops of the Scarlet Crusade have been dealing with natural disasters and the Forgotten for many years, fighting hundreds of thousands of huge undead with their exhausted troops. If we say
If such an outstanding army can be regarded as a burden, then the existing military strength of the alliance will be even more worthless. To be honest, as a general leading troops, I will never give up on such outstanding subordinates!"
Fandral was stunned by Havers. Although he was a high-level commander of the alliance, he had never been in contact with the Scarlet Crusaders, so naturally he knew very little about this lone army. He couldn't think of anything to say to refute Havers.
Sri Lanka's words
"Okay, everyone, no matter what different opinions we hold, there is no doubt about our devotion to the Alliance!" Seeing the archdruid's silence, Varian lost no time in saying, "The Scarlet Crusade.
They traveled thousands of miles to come and surrender, and I have the intention of repenting. As the king of mankind, I have no reason to refuse their request... Therefore, I decided to accept the arrangement of the Alliance Headquarters and merge the original Scarlet Crusade's Southern Return Division into the Seventh
The legion will soon replenish its personnel reserves and officially become the shield to protect the people of our alliance!"
"As for the candidate to lead this force, General Havers and I have discussed and decided..." The Storm King smiled and looked at Regan, and the meaning was self-evident, "We agreed that there is no better candidate than the one who once served in the Crusade.
Lieutenant Colonel Reagan, who has served and made great contributions to the alliance, is more suitable!"
“Therefore, in the name of King of Storms and Lord of Azeroth, I announce that I will promote Lieutenant Colonel Christine Regan to the rank of Major General and serve as Captain of the Fourth Regiment of the Seventh Legion. This announcement will be effective immediately!
"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Reagan knelt on one knee to accept the canonization. An attendant presented him with a new epaulet with flowers, replacing him with the original lieutenant colonel logo. All the crusaders in the audience watched this scene excitedly.
Regan's courage and strategy had already impressed them in Lordaeron, and on the way back, they even vaguely regarded the knights as their new leaders. The arrangements in Stormwind City this time can be said to have been painstaking. These soldiers who have fought for the rest of their lives
He's not a fool, so he's naturally grateful for Varian's reinvention.
"As for the remaining adjutants and generals at all levels...you can appoint them by yourself. You only need to go to the headquarters to report them on the list." Varian added, implying that he completely handed over the personnel power of the army.
Regan, such an appointment is extremely rare in the Storm Army. Except for the regent Sir Lothar, no one can independently appoint his subordinates independently, bypassing his superiors and the king. Which of the generals and nobles present is a fuel-efficient lamp? They all
They immediately smelled something unusual, and the way they looked at Regen was very different from before. They all came forward to express congratulations and congratulations. For a while, there was endless flattery.
"How about it? I know that officialdom is more difficult than the battlefield, Lord Dragon Slayer Knight!" Seeing Regan being flustered by the flattery, General Havers, who was about to become his boss, chuckled in a low voice.
"I said...as a senior, can't you say less sarcastic words!" Reigen took a look at the opportunity and complained, "But now I would rather fight with the undead than stay here...in the audience.
There are so many people watching, and they can’t wait to do it. No wonder people say that the nobles of Stormwind City are rotten to the core!”
"You are indeed a newbie in the officialdom," Havers shook his head, "you must know that you are not the top soldier now! His Majesty the King's cultivation intention for you can be seen even by a blind man, let alone these people with noses bigger than dogs
As a soldier, the guy who is still alive is indeed the first priority after going to the battlefield to protect his family and country, but don't forget that you are in Stormwind City now. Even His Majesty the King dare not touch the power of these nobles easily.
Touch! If you don’t want to be tripped up by them in the future, you must learn to greet people with a smile!”
Glancing at Varian, who was talking to the leaders, Havers lowered his voice even more, "Although His Majesty himself hates these hypocritical welcomes, but he will have to hold a palace banquet later, so that those who follow him can
A noble like a jackal can stick to you better!"
"Then what does this mean?" Regan asked with a frown.
"It's not interesting. This is the so-called social interaction between high-level officials. You must learn this before you learn to fight..." Havers was about to say something else, but Varian raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.
"Subjects of the Kingdom of Stormwind! I am very happy that Anduin can be accepted as a disciple by several such outstanding figures. What is even more pleasant is that the Alliance has gained another elite team of warriors! Today is a double happiness! So!
I announce...Stormwind Keep will prepare a welcome banquet for guests from afar tonight, and the curfew will be lifted at the same time, so everyone can put down their work and have a drink!"
Before he finished speaking, the entire church square was boiling with excitement, and people were chanting Wrynn's name. It seemed that the Winter Veil Festival that had just passed had come again - who doesn't love wine and carnival?