Carlos' garrison is in a mountain pass to the north of the city gate of Thoradin's Wall. Three layers of wooden barriers formed the first line of defense. A large number of trenches and buried spiked wood stubble were spread around the perimeter of the camp, forming the second line of defense. The three thousand soldiers were the final line of defense.
However, Carlos's arrangement seemed to the soldiers to be unnecessary.
"There are three whole legions in front of us. Lothar really doesn't regard me as a regular army." Carlos checked the camp again and returned to the command tent to chat with Uncle Fangzhuan.
"It's normal. Are we going to put you on the front line and die from accidental damage from supporting artillery fire?" Fang Bian complained mercilessly.
"You are slandering and maliciously slandering the alliance!" Carlos pointed at Uncle Fang's nose.
"Young Master, why don't you just stay safe? War will kill people." Uncle Fang Zhuan couldn't be more calm.
So Carlos also put away his playful smile.
"Do you think I'm here just for merit and bragging rights? I'm fighting with the determination to die."
Carlos' sudden expression of his feelings surprised Fang Bian.
"I'd like to hear the details." Uncle Fang finally looked directly at Carlos with serious eyes.
"After hearing this, you won't be able to get off the boat." Carlos warned.
"I've been on the pirate ship a long time ago, okay? I've helped you do so many dirty things behind your back, and now you're being pretentious with me." Uncle Fang Brick spat dissatisfied.
"The Holy Light guides our way forward," Carlos said.
"speak English."
"When I became a Paladin, I briefly saw a picture of the future." Carlos opened his mouth to lie.
"Prediction or future vision." Uncle Fang's expression became serious when he heard this.
In the mage circle of Azeroth, prophecy spells are not a rare commodity, and Fang Brick is also familiar with them.
The so-called precognition is a certain connection with the world itself, a hint of world consciousness, which is extremely reliable information.
The so-called future vision is something even more remarkable. People who have reached a certain level of power have experienced this. It is a magical experience where you take one look and suddenly the subsequent development of something appears in your mind. As long as you don't interfere, it will definitely happen. Fang Brick himself had had several similar experiences, so he hurriedly asked.
"I don't know. In front of me is the boundless tide of darkness. When I look back, I see the ruins of Keldaron and the endless mountains of corpses and blood seas of my compatriots." Carlos answered.
"What do you want me to do?" Fang Bian understood that what Carlos told him was definitely not out of nowhere.
"My status is still not enough, I need to use your mouth to say it." Carlos finally revealed his true intention.
"To whom, say what." Fang Bian was not just a nerd who only knew how to do research, and his speech was to the point.
"Alex Barov, tell him to keep an eye on our King Ayden." Carlos' voice was as low as a wail from the abyss.
In an instant, Uncle Fang Zhuan imagined a two-million-word story about the grievances and hatreds of a wealthy family.
"Do you know what I will face if the intelligence is wrong?" Master Fang Bian's throat was dry and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Carlos had no follow-up words of persuasion, and the two of them just sat in the empty command tent until Ymir came to report.
"General, the orcs have landed northwest of us. There is intelligence that a force of about 10,000 people is heading straight for Thoradin's gate. The general headquarters requires us to annihilate all the enemy troops according to the situation." Ymir was filled with fear. Mixed with excitement.
"These animals started fighting without even taking a break." Carlos stood up, fixed his long hair tied into a high ponytail, and put on his helmet.
"Order the entire army to be on alert and be ready to reinforce friendly forces at any time." Carlos issued the military order.
"Yes." Ymir took the order and left.
Six months ago, Carlos and a group of fellow Paladins successfully invented the light cast iron thing. With the support of Archbishop Alonsos Faol, they occupied precious transportation capacity and secretly transported Ironforge from Menethil. Tempered in the Bronzebeard Dwarf's forge and shipped back.
The other paladins entrusted the craftsmen of the Knights of the Silver Hand to uniformly forge armor and weapons. Only Carlos went special. He drew his own drawings and asked the most famous craftsmen in Lordaeron to create a set of armor.
After quenching, the light cast iron is dull and has the same texture as low-quality steel. But once the power of holy light is infused, a magical magical reaction will occur. Light cast iron will have extremely strong conductivity of holy light and a hard texture. Carlos once used Bonigto Phantom Dancer to cut a piece of light-cast iron ingot filled with holy light with all his strength, but he only made a five centimeter-deep sword mark, which can be used to estimate how hard it is.
Leaving the military commander deep in thought, Carlos walked out of the camp and urged the officers to clean up the team.
Almost an hour later, the team was assembled. Carlos couldn't help but admire Lothar for training his troops well.
Many people may naively think that there are only three thousand troops, and they can fight in a few minutes.
Big mistake.
Armor is a heavy burden for ordinary soldiers. It is heavy and affects movement. Just sitting in full armor at the end of the day can make them half exhausted. The so-called combat readiness state only involves wearing the upper body breastplate and crotch protector, and only other parts will be worn after clear instructions.
Moreover, preparations for the expedition need to be made, bows and arrows must be distributed, weapons must be inspected, and emergency dry rations must be distributed, which requires a lot of preparation work.
What? You asked why dry rations were distributed just before the war started. What were you doing earlier?
If you send it out early, will you stay overnight as a soldier? Either it was stolen by a comrade-in-arms or it was stolen by a comrade-in-arms, either way, it was better to eat it myself.
Therefore, many supplies will be released only when the situation is close to war.
Seeing his men neatly arranged in six square formations, Carlos couldn't help but think of the famous saying: This is what a real man should do!
"Soldiers, the orcs are coming. This time they are really coming. Those guys who said they were coming half a year ago but only came now are finally here."
The opening remarks successfully eased the atmosphere. Carlos did not interfere with the officers cleaning up the smiling soldiers, but only waited for the scene to calm down before continuing.
"We have speculated, been afraid, and now we are still a little excited for no reason. Why, because at sea, the Alliance dealt a heavy blow to the tribe, and more than 20,000 orcs were sunk in the sea to feed the fish.
We have been training hard for a whole year and all our preparations have been for this moment.
The orcs are finally here! An orc force of less than 10,000 people rushed into the encirclement of three legions. Not including us, there were three reorganized legions, two against each other!
Soldiers, tell me how to lose!
How to lose! "
The atmosphere was successfully mobilized, and the fighting excitement in the eyes of the soldiers below was high, but they remained silent due to the glare attacks of the officers.
Still missing a fire, Carlos continued to encourage his men.
"I like challenges! Because it is just punishment."
"Let's find some stronger enemies! The Alliance army is unbeatable!"
"The fighting spirit will last until death! Let death be your home, today!"
"Brothers and sisters, fight side by side with me! Those who violate our alliance will be punished no matter how far away they are!"
Finally, the atmosphere was ignited.
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
