What is the most amazing magic in the world? A thousand mages will give you 10,000 answers.
What is the most magical spell-casting material in the world? Ten thousand people will give you an answer.
money.
After using the gold coin magic, General Odrun willingly acted as Carlos' right-hand man, and the Lord of Metz sent powerful thugs. Thousands of soldiers who had been away from home for half a year forgot about the pain of marching and just wanted to fight.
"I have something to say, please listen carefully."
Uncle Fang and several mages worked together to cast large-scale amplification magic, and Carlos was able to give a speech in front of thousands of soldiers.
"I have a dream, which has been deeply rooted in my heart since I was sensible. From the white snow of Alterac to the scorching sun of Arathi, people work hard in the mountains, forests and fields; from the blue waves of Nanhai Town The trees that surged to the Hinterlands were towering. Humans, dwarves, and various civilized species used their own hands and clever wisdom to ask for living space from nature. Whether nobles or commoners, lords or farmers, civilizations struggled for survival. Every day. The world is so vast and the taste of life is so sweet. So I dream that one day, everyone can have enough to eat and wear good clothes; so I dream that one day, everyone can have spare money to go out after sunset. Have a couple of drinks in the pub.
It made everyone laugh, it was a dream that I didn’t pursue. But it's very real and very realistic. Because with enough luck, I'll be king for some of you.
But why are we here, in our hometown thousands of miles away in the big forest, for more than half a year? Because our right to survive is threatened!
I know that many people have cursed Prince Jerio behind his back, saying that he deserved to die for running so far for nothing.
But have you ever thought about one question, my soldiers? If a prince's life rights are not protected, then as an ordinary person, do you feel safe in your life?
Today, a jackal attacks your neighbor, and you pretend not to see it; tomorrow, a lion attacks your sheriff, and you pretend not to see it; the day after tomorrow, a brown bear attacks your village chief, and you pretend I did not see it. The day after tomorrow, jackals, lions, and brown bears appear at your door. Who do you expect to save you?
My brothers, trolls, those uncivilized trolls, they still retain the tradition of cannibalism, and they also have the tradition of digging out the hearts of captives to sacrifice to the evil gods.
Yes, there is also the tradition of being buried with gold and jewelry. "
At this point, a huge discussion sounded like thunder. Carlos stopped speaking, put his hands behind his back and started pacing.
"Has the talk been enough, my brothers? If so, please hear me go on."
Gradually, the scene became quiet, except for the restlessness and snoring of the horses, there was no other sound.
"The rumors are true. There is a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry in Shadralo. But as soldiers, how much do you think you can get? To put it bluntly, those treasures have little to do with you."
The whole scene exploded instantly, and many soldiers glared at Carlos.
A big fireball shot into the sky and exploded in mid-air. The piercing scream suppressed the roar of human voices.
"Please forgive me, brothers, I am telling the truth. Angry? Angry? But you can't deny that I am telling the truth, because you think so in your own hearts.
But now, at this moment, I give you this opportunity to let each of you participate in this feast. "
Carlos's twists and turns in his speech attracted everyone's attention. Although the noble gentlemen present knew in advance that his speech was a bit out of line, they still looked a little unnatural.
"At the Supreme Meeting of the Allied Forces, all commanders and mid-level officers witnessed and signed an agreement. The agreement stipulates that in the next two battles, we will distribute the spoils according to the heads of the trolls. Yes, you heard it right. , in terms of beheadings, a troll’s head is equal to gold coins!”
"Those troll losers in Shadraluo called for thugs, maybe one thousand, maybe two thousand, three thousand at most. Kill them all, then break into Shadraluo, loot the loot, count the heads, and divide the money. go home!"
After a moment of calm, under the leadership of hundreds of stooges who had prepared in advance, the atmosphere suddenly became high. The soldiers screamed and roared crazily, mixed with inexplicable excitement, and vented inexplicable anger.
After the swearing-in meeting, each soldier of the entire coalition army carried five days' rations and mobilized as a whole, preparing to defeat the troll reinforcements from the Evil Branch Clan of Sinsaro head-on in the field.
"Heni, I will hand over to you the three hundred soldiers carefully trained by Barov, the two hundred dwarf warriors including the treasure trove guards, and the artillery of Kul Tiras. Suppress Shadralo and the guards. The heavy responsibility of Terminator Fortress will be left to you." Carlos arranged the follow-up matters.
"Sir, is it necessary to put all your money on the line? We will win if we fight steadily." Heni Mareb said with some worry.
"Hernie, winter is coming, prepare in advance." Carlos ignored Hernie's advice, patted his shoulder, mounted his horse and left the fortress.
"Don't worry, general, there will be no enemy troops from Shadralo behind you." Herni Mareb assured Carlos.
If the plan can get General Odrun's approval, it will naturally not be Carlos's whim. The change came from our King Aiden. After His Majesty learned that the coalition forces had killed at least 2,000 trolls, he felt that enough was enough, refused to provide any more supplies and money, and asked the coalition forces to withdraw. And it is impossible for the Barov family to bypass the king and provide supplies to the coalition forces alone. If they are entangled by the Evil Branch clan of Zinzaro, even if the coalition forces attack Shadraro, they will not have time to search for the treasure and safely transport it back to Alterac. The worst result is that Shadraro cannot be captured, and the coalition forces withdraw from the Hinterlands with heavy losses.
Therefore, the only happy end option is to defeat the enemy reinforcements from Zinsaro head-on, and then use the force of thunder to crack the crispy shell of Shadraro's walnut.
At this time, the advantages of urbanization of the human race were revealed. A force of 500 people, relying on the Terminator Fortress and a series of camps behind it, could ensure the army's retreat, even if Henni Mareb was huddled in the Terminator Fortress. There wasn't much of a problem coming out.
In the Hinterlands in early October, the cold had not yet completely cooled down. The soldiers were wrapped in blankets and warming themselves by the bonfire, and could barely survive the night in the wild. During the day, the 5,000-strong army was divided into three groups and marched no more than five miles apart. The sounds of birds leaving their nests and wild beasts running could be heard all over the mountains and plains. The coalition forces have never expected to hide the enemy, nor have they thought of launching a surprise attack. As long as they find their opponents, they will do it, and whoever dares will die.
After two and a half days of marching, General Odrun first encountered the scouts sent back by Biggras. The coalition forces quickly adjusted their direction and marched. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, they met the forward of the Evil Branch Trolls.
"Carlos, what do you think, should we wait for the troops to gather for a decisive battle or just fight like this." General Odrun came down from the tree and asked Carlos.
"Add fuel tactics." Carlos said these four words cruelly.
"Well, that's a good idea." General Odrun thought for a while and thought it was a good idea.
If the front line of the Sinsaro trolls is defeated in one blow, then the large forces will retreat, and the coalition forces will need to chase the trolls, which is too passive. If we wait for the troops to gather, it will be dark, and there will be too many variables. Only by fighting a battle can we completely hold back the troll.
As a result, in the forest near the northwest mountains of the Hinterlands, a melee involving more than 7,000 humanoid creatures raged from afternoon to late at night. By the time the trolls realized that something was not right, they were surrounded on three sides.
"Carlos, the team is in chaos, camp where you are, and fight again tomorrow." The entire coalition's knitting was in chaos long ago, and General Odlon only found Carlos in the middle of the night.
If you look at the earth from the sky, you will find the light of countless torches shining through the gaps in the trees, and the entire area looks like a bomb about to explode.
"General, this battle has been lively. In fact, neither side has broken a muscle. After daybreak, the trolls can retreat into the mountains calmly. We don't have enough rations to consume with those guys with long legs and long teeth." Los's eyes were slightly red from the smoke from the crude torch.
"What do you mean?" General Odrun asked.
"Check your watch." Carlos took out his pocket watch and checked the time with the general.
"In three hours, I will lead the Alterac Knights and all the troops that can be found nearby to launch an attack. General, please gather as many other troops as possible and join the battlefield within half an hour." Carlos took the handover from his subordinates. The water bag came and took a sip.
"It's a night battle. Once it fails, it may cause panic and the army will be defeated. It will be difficult to gather the troops!" General Odrun was shocked by Carlos's boldness.
"If you don't have the courage to make a desperate move, why should you enjoy a superior life? General, have you forgotten how much you will get if you win?" Carlos whispered in Odrun's ear.
"Done it!" Odrun's eyes were also filled with bloodshot eyes.
ps: The so-called philosophy flow is the ultimate human tactic in StarCraft 2. This tactic allows us to add at least 50 more people on the battlefield, the strongest melee unit SCV of the human race. Once the philosophy flow comes out, it will either be the opponent GG or our side. gg, there is no other possibility.
