The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

Item 0575

After receiving Orgrim's promise, Aiden Pirinold finally summoned all the generals and nobles under his command and prepared to disclose the news to them.

Before that, he only discussed this matter with a few big nobles in a small area.

Of course, in Alterac's half of the country, the Barov family did not participate in it-their territory was first captured by the tribe, and until now they are still trapped on the island in the middle of the lake, waiting for outside rescue.

How would they feel if they knew that they had been sold by the king?

"You call us, sir?" General Haas, the commander of Alterac's army, stood in front of the half-open map room.

The other army generals also stood behind him.

"Yes. Come in, general, officers." Perenold beckoned, trying to make his voice calm. "I just got the latest news about the tribe, I think it is necessary to inform you."

Haas exchanged glances with several other generals quickly, but they didn't say anything, and followed him to the huge map that covered the entire wall.

"I got this information from a credible channel." Peri Nord began to say. "The tribe has occupied a small half of Alterac's territory, and the Barov family's territory has completely fallen. Now they are stationed in Megan Ridge."

Several generals took a breath of surprise.

"Obviously, they are planning to attack the Kingdom of Lordaeron and choose to climb these mountains in order to appear on the north side of the city."

"When will they continue to attack?" Colonel Cardan asked eagerly. "How many of them are there? What kind of weapons are they wearing?"

Some other generals whispered behind him.

Perenold raised a hand, and the officers fell silent.

"I don't know when they will start offensive." He replied, "Although I suspect that it will only be one day or two days, it will not be more. I don't know their number, but all reports show that they are a powerful team. Army."

When he said this, the king smiled, and he also knew that his smile was weak.

"However, this is no longer a problem we need to consider."

General Haas stood up straight.

"Don't need us to think about it, sir?" he asked, his thick gray beard floating with heavy breathing. "But we are members of the Alliance, and we have all vowed to fight against the tribe with others."

"Now the situation has changed." Perenold reminded him that now he is sweating profusely: "I reconsidered our options and decided to replay our role in this conflict. From now on, Austria Trunk will no longer be a member of the alliance."

He took a deep breath.

"Trust me, choosing this path will make us better off."

All the officers looked surprised.

"My lord, what do you mean?" Cardan asked.

"I signed a non-aggression pact with the tribe." Perenolde replied. "We will not hinder their movement through the mountains. In return, they will keep Alterac safe and sound."

His officers looked a little confused, some of them looked angry or sad.

"Are you making us complicit with the Horde, my lord?" Haas asked in a low voice, unable to conceal the disgust in his voice.

"Yes, I just went to conspiracy with the orcs!" Perenold finally lost his calm and shouted angrily. "Because I want us all to live!"

He unreservedly poured his anger and fear in his words.

"Do you know what we are facing? The tribe, the whole tribe, is going to sweep this mountain! Through our homeland! Do you know how many of them are? Thousands!" Haas and some others I nodded willingly, they had all read the same report. "Do you know what these orcs look like? I have seen an orc at the same distance as you now. They are huge! They are as tall as a troll, but twice as wide! They have strong muscles and sharp fangs. ——The orc I’ve seen, his warhammer has to be lifted by three people, and for him, it’s as easy to swing as a child’s toy! No one can resist them! They will kill us all. Everyone, don’t you understand? They have destroyed the Kingdom of Stormwind, Alterac will be the next target!"

"But the league side—" Before Haas finished speaking, Perenold grinned with resentment.

"What's wrong with the Alliance?" he demanded. "Where are they now? I can tell you clearly, they are not here! We established the alliance to protect our kingdom from this attack, but the tribe is now under our noses. Where is the precious alliance? They abandoned us. , Don't you understand?"

His voice was almost hysterical, so he slowed down for a while before calming down slightly.

"Now is the time for each kingdom to think about itself." He said to others as calmly as possible. "I must prioritize Alterac, and other kings will do the same."

"Yes, but those green skins..." Another officer Trand said.

"--Huge and deadly, that's it." Perenold interrupted him. "But it was not impossible to communicate. I met with their leader. He can speak lingua franca! He listened to me and agreed that if we don't hinder them, they will keep us safe."

"We--can we trust them?" a junior officer asked.

Seeing a lot of people nodding in agreement, Peri Nord breathed a sigh of relief. They raise this question to show that they have accepted the agreement-now they are just worried about whether the agreement can be implemented smoothly.

"We have no choice." The king said slowly. "As long as the Horde has this plan, they can easily defeat us. If they betray us, we are finished. But if they keep their promise-I think they will-Alterac can survive. No matter what the price will be."

"I still don't like this." Haas said stubbornly. "We have made promises to other countries."

But I can see that he hesitated.

Perenold knew that the general was thinking about the situation now, and began to understand the fact that this was the only way for them to survive.

"You don't have to like it." Peri Nord said harshly. "What you need to do is to obey orders. I am the king here, and I have already decided on this matter. You have sworn to obey me, and I think you will also keep those oaths."

He knew that this sentence was not enough to stop their objections, but he hoped it would persuade them, at least persuade them to maintain their loyalty.

Haas stared at him for a while.

"You are right, my lord." He finally responded. "I will obey your orders."

The other generals also nodded.

Peri Nord smiled.

"Very good. Regarding the alliance, I will bear all the consequences in my own name." He turned to face the map. "Then now, the tribe will pass from here, here, and here."

As he spoke, he pointed to a few roads in the south. He was so angry that his hands were shaking.

"All we need to do is to ensure that these roads are unguarded, so that we can let the tribe pass without encountering any orcs."

Haas studied the position.

"They are going to attack Lordaeron from the north." He thought for a moment, and drew a line leading to Lordaeron that was not marked on this map. "If it were me, I would not choose this path, but I don't know how many people they have-or how arrogant they are."

He turned to face Perenold, his expression mixed with suspicion.

"The soldier may be disobeyed, my lord," he said coldly. "They may think this is a betrayal of their vows, maybe worse."

His tone revealed that he also agreed with this view.

"If they rebel, we can't stop it."

Peri Nord thought about it.

"In that case," he said, "Tell the soldiers that the tribe is planning to use the three passages in the northern mountains. If someone asks you about the source of intelligence, tell them that this is precious intelligence that the scouts and spies have exchanged for their lives."