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When Carlos encountered the orc forward heading south and suffered more than half of his troops' casualties, the Paladin, who was unwilling to be left alone, summoned the top thief Brother Bald and his men who worked for Brother Bald.
A crazy and daring plan was born.
The strong wind blows and the clouds fly, poisoning, assassinating and burning his mother!
In order to relieve the pressure of the war, Carlos planned a special operation to delay the orcs' offensive by poisoning water sources, assassinating tribal leaders, and burning weapons and food.
For this reason, Carlos, who had intermittent convulsions, named the action team Allied Suicide Squad, the action codename Call of Duty, his own temporary codename Snake, and Brother Bald's temporary codename Forty-Seven.
Carlos and his stalker team, with the help of the assassin Fang Brick, used the unstable portal to unknowingly reach the vicinity of the temporary camp of the tribe's troops moving south.
After Forty-Seven complained to Snake that walking through the unstable portal was worse than torture, the Allied Suicide Squad secretly infiltrated the Horde camp.
In the pile of crudely constructed tents, the members of the Allied Death Squadron found the camp empty and weakly defended.
The excited Snake found a suspicious map that he couldn't understand at all and several orc documents he didn't recognize in a tent at a suspected enemy command post.
Thirty minutes later, Forty-Seven reported to Snake that the orc food storage point was heavily guarded. Except for the granary, no valuable arson target could be found at all, and he requested instructions from his superiors.
After careful consideration, Snake decided to burn something and retreat.
After the Allied death squads randomly arranged burning objects, a fire broke out in the orcs' granary.
Snake asked Forty-Seven if he did it, and Forty-Seven looked at the sky speechlessly.
After igniting the fire to create chaos according to plan A, the Allied suicide squad fled the scene and encountered a blue horned and hoofed humanoid creature on the road.
To stop Forty-Seven's hostile behavior, Snake used holy light to heal the scarred blue horned and hoofed humanoid creature. The other person, with tears in his eyes, carefully touched Snake's forehead with his fingertips.
"May the Holy Light guide your way forward. Good Samaritan, please save me!"
The echo in the soul shocked Snake's mind.
Could it be that the Delaneys are all dead aliens if they don't show off? They are all so miserable and still want the Holy Light to guide the way.
Five days later, Carlos received a commendation document personally signed by Alliance Commander-in-Chief Lothar.
"General, your achievements are so great. Just a dozen people destroyed the granary of the tribal army. Why did you lie on the report that it was a small team of 200 people?" Ymir asked in confusion.
"Of course it's for your promotion. If you mess with me, I have to consider you." After being a nobleman for so many years, Carlos started telling high-sounding lies.
Looking at Ymir, who was so moved, Carlos, who had a hardened face, felt a little embarrassed.
Report it truthfully. Comrade Alex Barov will be damned if he doesn't peel off a layer of my skin!
In line with the principle of going to the Master when you are in trouble, going to the Master for difficult problems, and going to Fang Bian for dirty work, I hand over the occasional troubles on the road to the master Fang Bian.
Five days later, Brick told Carlos that language communication was now possible.
"Uncle Brick, has Dalaran's magical civilization developed enough to develop language-savvy spells?" Carlos asked with a surprised look on his face.
"With such magic, why do I spend so much time learning various languages? The creatures called draenei you sent are themselves literate masters. Use memory enhancement spells to teach them basic text and grammar, and the rest It's just a cram-feeding education." Uncle Fang Zhuan said with an afterthought, "I remember that when I was an intermediate mage, I also worked as a tutor. Enlightenment education is my specialty. The Vongola family is so wasteful. Chai’s eldest young master has been educated by me. Except for the legendary Li Baoen, I am the number one in the tutoring world."
"You look awesome. I'm going to ask questions." Carlos said, walking into the tent where the draenei were held.
"Hello."
"Hello."
"My name is Carlos Barov, what's your name?"
"My name is Leonardo."
"..."
"..."
What happened to the visual sense of conversation among friends in the 1990s when Penguin first emerged?
Carlos took a deep breath.
"Can you tell your story?"
"I am a Draenei, from Draenor, an orc, very bad, kills people, robs food, works like a pretty girl, I am a prisoner."
Carlos held back a mouthful of old blood in his chest and was speechless for a long time.
"Mr. Leonardo, please be more detailed. I know much more than you think. How is the Great Prophet Velen?"
Leonardo suddenly became excited.
"May the Holy Light guide our way forward! Young owner of the Holy Light, thank you for saving me. The great prophet Velen is well. Any attempt by those ugly orcs to assassinate the great prophet Velen will not succeed!"
Speech finally became smooth.
"As far as I know, after the orcs caused the Shattrath tragedy, there was no record of male Draenei left behind."
Leonardo fell into sad memories, with a sad expression.
"Yes, they killed men, old people, and children, and abused women. But I was Lantrisso's uncle, and Lantrisso once gave me an orc-style lanyard, and that thing saved my life."
Carlos couldn't turn his head.
"Lantrisso? Lantrisso. Fire Blade? Sword Master Lantrisso?"
"I didn't expect that Lantrexor would be so famous. Even the humans in Azeroth know his name."
"You, draenei. Lantrethor, orc. Uncle?"
"Yes, Lantrisso's mother is my sister. She had a free relationship with Lantrisso's father and gave birth to Lantrisso. Their marriage was even influenced by the great prophet Velen and the orc shaman master Nai. A'zhul's blessing. The orcs at that time were not so violent and bloodthirsty, and the relationship between the draenei and the orcs was very harmonious at that time. But all the good times ended without warning."
Leonardo was obviously immersed in the sad meeting again, with a bitter look on his face.
"How did you come to Azeroth?"
"The orcs wanted to find the refuge of the surviving draenei through me. After learning about their intentions, I didn't dare to leave the shelter of my nephew, so I had to stay in the Burning Blade clan to survive. Lantrexo was not tolerated by the tribe because of his opposition to the war. People have gone to seek refuge. Before leaving
, my nephew entrusted me to the care of another respectable sword master, Bo Chien, the Clefthoof Ox Slaughterer. Bochen Clefthoof Slaughterer came here with the tribe, and I followed. "
"Bochen. Clefthoof Slaughterer? This name..."
"Every year during the breeding season, the violent clefthoof cattle are a natural disaster in the Nagrand grassland. Because of his superb skills and outstanding results, Bochien won the title of the clefthoof cattle killer, so he was called Bochien. Clefthoof cattle Slaughterer.”
No, this was a leisurely way of going off topic. Carlos realized that he hadn't asked about the real thing yet. It was not the time to care about these gossips.
"Did you start the fire in the granary?"
"Yes, I hate the orcs. Except for Bochen, the Clefthoof Slayer, and those who have helped me, I want to kill all the orcs. But I can't do it. Before Shattrath was destroyed, I was a jewelry polisher. Master, I did not learn superb martial arts. The Bochen Clefthoof Slaughterer arranged for me to change my job to cook for him, and I was qualified to enter and exit the granary. That night, the orcs had a big move, and I used the excuse to slaughter the Pochen Clefthoof cattle. I made a midnight snack, sneaked into the granary in the middle of the night, used hay as a fuse and set a fire, preparing to escape in the chaos. Then I met you."
"The information you provided is important. As an alliance major general, I announce that Leonardo the Draenei has now received asylum from the alliance. You are safe."
"thanks, thanks"
Carlos and Leonardo clasped their hands, and both felt that they were extremely lucky. They had found a treasure!
