The other generals had no objection to Brad's handling. This guy destroyed the unity of the alliance and shook the morale of the army. He had already given the kings face no matter how he did not kill him. This crisis seemed calm, but they could imagine the dangers.

If Brad had not had enough prestige, the army of all races convinced him. In addition, Aurelia and Brad were unmarried couples, and Black also insisted that Brad was not such a person. Otherwise, the first thing that caused trouble would be the grassroots army. The grassroots army said that it was lighter and that it was mutiny. Then, even if Brad jumped into Dalonmill Lake, he would not be able to clear his responsibilities.

As the saying goes, there is no turning back when the bow is drawn. Once the army confronts each other, even if the officers are reluctant, they will break up even if they don’t fall apart for the sake of the two countries. No matter what, the ultimate bad guy in the end is Brad, and no one will pay attention to a small military officer.

"Cough cough." Seeing that everyone in the tent ignored him, the mage coughed loudly and said unhappily: "Is it a bit inappropriate for the marshal to do this?"

Brad seemed to find someone standing at this moment, and said in surprise: "Who are you? You can't be the new marshal, are you? Do you want me to give up your seat?"

"The Marshal is joking." The embarrassment on the middle-aged mage's face flashed, and then he raised his chest proudly and said arrogantly: "I, Thomas, is a high-level epic, now a law enforcement officer of the alliance and a magic consultant of the marshal. I will do my best to let the marshal enter the epic as soon as possible."

Brad pretended to be relieved, patted his chest and said, "It's not just here to grab the position of marshal. I hope I will give you more advice in the future."

"Haha. I have heard that the Marshal is young but has extraordinary abilities. Today, he saw it as a legend. He is an amazing young hero." The mage laughed and said in a stinking manner: "I just didn't expect that the Marshal is so humble at such a young age. Although he was inappropriate in doing things, he would never go to the fork in the road under my reminder, just what happened just now..."

All the generals were stunned, and Brad himself was stunned. Where did this young man come from? Anyone could hear Brad's joke. This guy was so good. He said he was fat and he was really panting. This guy couldn't have been out of the mountain bump, right?

But Brad thought about it and it was wrong. How could he send such a guy to make trouble for himself? So he said, "Have you ever heard of military no jokes? We usually sit together and joke about good friends, but I am never careless in business. The order I just issued was to take back now, which not only would it strike my own prestige, but also a strike against the alliance's military prestige."

The mage still said with a carefree face: "The marshal's words are wrong. It is so great to know the mistakes and improve them..."

"Okay, sir, don't say much. Please go to bed early when it's getting late." Brad was a little impatient when he saw this guy still. Damn, Lordaeron's old immortal clearly wanted to disgust himself, so that he realized that he did not control the army, and that supplies and personnel appointments were all in their hands.

The mage still laughed and said, "Thank you, Marshal for your concern. I am very energetic and the Marshal has not even rested. As your adviser, I have no courage to rest."

Brad was so amused that this was something, such a person could not be tactful. So he said seriously: "The law enforcement team has always been led by Jade Guard. And he has been doing well, so there is no need for a magic consultant."

Brad pointed his eyes at Kardga and continued, "This is the disciple of the Guardian Medivh, the great wizard Kardga, ​​and also my magic consultant. If you feel that your magical attainment is above him, you can have a discussion with Kardga. You should rest with the gentleman just now. This is really not the place you should come. Listen to my advice and go home."

The mage finally couldn't hold on. The reason why he looked like this was because he saw Brad's routine and temporary response strategy that had just urged him to deal with the nobles, but he didn't expect that this guy never played according to the routine, and turned his back on his face, without giving him any face. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he dared not say that he was better than Medivh's disciples. His face was blue and white, and finally he looked at Brad with resentment and flashed and disappeared into the tent.

Brad was very depressed and found that he was really not suitable to play with this boring method. Any old mage could grasp his pulse. It seems that it would be better to go straight in the future. This routine is not only tiring for himself, but also for others, but he is not a field he is good at.

"The flies were finally sent away." Brad waved his hand in annoyance and said, "General Fording, please help me allocate supplies tomorrow."

"I will make arrangements tomorrow morning. The original quarconian should have gone not far. Should I send someone to recover it?" Fording was also tired.

"Forget it, don't make things difficult for him." Brad considered the veto and said worriedly: "Although they excluded these two people this time, they will definitely not give up. There is nothing else, I'm afraid that something will happen next time the supply will be unexpected. After all, going deep into the swamp to find the dark gate is not an easy thing, we need time."

Varian, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Since joining the Alliance, our alliance, Storm Kingdom has been blessed by the Alliance. Nearly one million refugees are staying in Jasper Corps. Now it is time for us to pay for the Storm Kingdom to recover the territory. This time, we have recovered the territory of the Kingdom and seized many granaries of orcs. The marshal was sympathetic to the situation of Storm Kingdom and had not used it, but the production of the Kingdom has not stopped. Apart from the distribution, there are still a lot of these foods left, which is more than enough for the Alliance to provide supplies. If you agree to this resolution, please raise your hand."

Brad still had a slight favor for Orgrim. After occupying the big city of Stormwind, the tribe did not implement the strategy of killing them all, and a large number of citizens continued to farm under the whip of orcs. Although Brad knew that Orgrim's real actions might not be mercy to mankind, but to increase the tribe's long-lasting combat capabilities, it was this resolution that left a resurgent spark for the Storm Kingdom. Otherwise, the black hand was the chief, and the Storm Kingdom would have been bloody and full of grief.

Then, several people who could act on behalf of the kings of various countries raised their hands. Although Lordaeron might not use food to curb the coalition forces, he was not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of it. Now is the critical time, because there is a problem with supply, which will definitely make them regret it for life.

The generals here are definitely on the united front with Brad. The alliance's army can only have one voice now, otherwise the morale of the army will inevitably be unstable, which is not allowed by everyone. Although they don't know what the people far away in Lordaeron are thinking, it does not hinder their support for Brad, because Brad's actions are consistent with their interests. Anyone who destroys this situation will be jointly resisted by them.

Brad nodded with satisfaction. As long as these core generals and ordinary soldiers still recognize him, no matter how the ground mice make trouble, they cannot shake their foundation.

"Since we all agree, then let's do it. Ning Shenhua, who can resist the miasma of the swamp, has already collected almost all of us. We are expected to enter the swamp the day after tomorrow and then divide our troops to find the Dark Gate. Only by destroying the Dark Gate will we achieve a real victory."

Seeing everyone leaving, Braumux teased: "It seems that you humans are not a monolithic, these are obviously aimed at you."

Brad stretched comfortably before he said carelessly: "It's just sending some clowns to take on the role. If I am happy, I will deal with it. If I am unhappy, I will kick it away. If I want these things to compete with me, they are not qualified."

Braumux's eyes were slightly brighter and he said with a smile: "You are quite domineering and very masculine now. But be careful, who knows they have no other conspiracy."

"What makes sense is that these mice are really annoying. Keeping them is also a trouble, but it is not appropriate to kill them now." Brad gently tapped the table and suddenly said to the air on the left: "It's time for you to show off. I'll keep a few shadows and stare at them."

"As for the order, great master." Successor smiled and appeared and saluted, then disappeared into the air.

"The surrendered orcs want to prove their worth. This time I will see if they are worth it or not." Brad took out the rune devil's book and said while flipping through it: "It would be fine if they were safe and stable. They would naturally have a contribution to returning to Lordaeron. If they did something small, it would be hard to say."

Aurelia, who came back with hot wine, snatched the rune magic in Brad's hand and threw it aside, poured hot cider into three cups, handed Brad a glass, and said, "You don't have to tell us this. I just hate this conspiracy and plot to support the alliance. The same is true for Braumuks. She now handed over the family's property to her younger brother, saying it was training, but in fact it was the same as me. What we care about now is the meaning of the mark. As for the wars in the future, there is no suspense at all."

Braumuks put one thigh on Brad's leg, took a sip of hot wine with his bright red lips, and said, "What Aurelia said is that if you men worry about those conspiracies, don't change the subject. We don't like conspiracies, but we don't mean we are stupid. Tell you, it's useless. The problem we care about now is your little "qingren" before."

Brad swallowed secretly. The most attractive thing about Braumux is her slender legs...
Chapter completed!