Chapter 127 The insignificance of greatness, the humility of pride, I am Garithos, the fireworks of different colors

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Remember in one second to provide you with wonderful novels to read. Originally, Carlos was in a hurry and rushed directly along the road to the mountain pass leading to Quel'Thalas to stabilize the defense line, then go back and clean up the trolls heading south. The army came to Blackwood Lake just to replenish fresh water.

But after meeting the militia leader responsible for the defense of Blackwood Town near Blackwood Lake, Carlos decided to entrust Turayan to lead the army that had lunch to continue northward, while he was prepared to spend half an afternoon or even an entire night with Good chat with this man.

Just because when this man introduced himself, he called himself Cromwell Garithos.

Please don't get me wrong, this Garithus is not a Big Garithus.

There were not many people who were hacked by many Alliance dogs and Horde pigs in their previous lives. Osmar Garithos, the last Grand Marshal of the Lordaeron Alliance, definitely counts as one of them.

And this Cromwell Garithos is the father of Osmar Garithos. At this moment, Osmar Garithos is serving in the Hillblade War Zone. As the will of the alliance is in conflict with Fight bloody battles in the orc war.

Osmar Garisses, who was it that made Carlos pay so much attention to his father because of his last name?

In the memory of his previous life, Osmar Garithos was a man who was just a tiny bit short of becoming the savior of mankind after the natural disasters ravaged Lordaeron.

In the timeline without Carlos Barov, Illidan's action of using the Eye of Sargeras to reach the four-year-old Ice Throne caused the death knight Arthas to rush back to Northrend. The undead scourge's offensive in Lordaeron came to an abrupt halt. The temporary commander-in-chief, the lich Kel'Thuzad, strategically chose to fight steadily and consolidate the defense line, giving the surviving humans a chance to regroup.

The best person to seize this opportunity was Osmar Garithos.

During the Second Orc War, Osmar Garithos, who lost his father, inherited his father's title and rose through the ranks with his outstanding performance in the war. He continued to serve the Kingdom of Lordaeron in the army and served in the undead army. When a natural disaster breaks out. Osmar Garithos has independently commanded a well-trained and well-equipped cavalry regiment. Moreover, after the undead natural disaster broke out, Osmar Garithos responded calmly and calmly, not only preserving this power for the alliance. And rescued more civilians. When Arthas rushed back to Northrend to rescue his master Ner'zhul, Othmar Garithos had become the strongest man except for the forces of the Kingdom of Gilneas, which were huddled behind the Wall of Gilneas. At that particular moment, no one doubted that if there was a savior, it must be Osmar Garithos.

Osmar Garithos, who was promoted during the Second Orc War, was a competent soldier and a strict self-discipline. Be brave enough to sacrifice and run the army strictly. Under his leadership, the remaining forces of Lordaeron quickly united and recovered the Dalaran region in a short period of time.

But in front of the undead army led by the Dread Lord, and without the Paladins who fell apart due to Arthas' order to disband the Silver Hand, humanity seemed so fragile.

For the final victory, for the common enemy, Osmar Garithos accepted the alliance proposed by the dark ranger Sylvanas, who had found himself due to the decline of the Lich King's power, and chose the Forgotten Alliance led by the Dark Queen. The army fights together.

Soon, the Lich King's opponents were overwhelming. The undead army led by the Dread Lord was retreating steadily, and several Dread Lords died tragically at the hands of humans and the Forgotten. Kel'Thuzad's ambiguous attitude accelerated the defeat of the Dread Lord.

Osmar Garithos and his soldiers have expanded their power to Silverpine Forest, and humans have seen the hope of recovering the city of Lordaeron.

Apart from the misty blood elves, simply analyzing the alliance between Osmar Garithos and Sylvanas, we can easily find that the short-lived alliance between humans and the Forsaken was just a helpless combination under strong external pressure. Both Osmar Garithos and Sylvanas understand that when the Terror Lord falls, it is time to kill these dead bones/human idiots.

From a strategic perspective, Alliance Grand Marshal Osmar Garithos is actually far more ruthless than Queen Sylvanas of the Forsaken, and is more prepared to fall out.

But if Lady Luck really exists in Azeroth. So this Bichi chose Sylvanas in the most critical decision. House ↘] The Dread Lord Varimathras, who surrendered to Sylvanas in order to survive, saw through Osmar Garithos' abnormal behavior. Although humans acted earlier, the sleepless Forsaken used the characteristics of the race to reverse this disadvantage.

When Osmar Garithos was confident enough to kill the resurrected Banshee King in a secret conversation with Sylvanas, what awaited him was a desperate number of Forgotten troops.

"Are you planning to break the covenant?"

"Yes."

"Okay, actually I'm going to do that too."

Osmar Garisse frankly admitted his failure. And lost to Sylvanas in the final showdown.

The Dread Lord Varimathras once proposed that he could resurrect Osmar Garithos and let him serve the Forsaken, but Sylvanas rejected Varimathras' proposal.

Although Osmar Garithos stood on the opposite side of the Forsaken, his actions were understood by Sylvanas. Heroes cherish heroes, Sylvanas buried Osmar Garithos properly, and did not let the Dread Lord interfere with a respectable opponent's eternal peace.

Therefore, among those who later overturned the verdict of Generalissimo Osmar Garisses, one of the most important arguments was that Osmar Garisses was a mediocre person. He is an idiot. Why didn't the wise and scheming Queen Sylvanas resurrect him, or assign a banshee to occupy his body, so as to play a better role?

Only heroes can cherish heroes, and mothers can attract mothers.

After recovering from his thoughts, Carlos let out a long sigh. The heroes of later generations are still Lolita shota, and many of the most famous figures still look at the current season. He is already on the cusp of the storm.

Looking at Cromwell Garithos who was carefully flattering him, Carlos had complicated feelings.

From the conversation just now, Carlos learned that this baron whose fiefdom was two hundred miles away just because he was the highest-ranking nobleman near Blackwood Town had shouldered the heavy responsibility of defending against troll invasion without hesitation. Except for his decent clothes, this baron looked like an old farmer in the countryside. Even if he was scared to death on the battlefield, he never flinched even a step.

"You are not good at fighting, why do you want to go to the battlefield?" Carlos once asked him.

"Darrow County is too far away, and the great lords of Stratholme are even further away. Although I am a descendant of a pioneer knight, I am also a baron of the kingdom. I cannot watch my compatriots suffer and escape by myself. I cannot watch Everyone was killed and indifferent." Cromwell Garithos was silent for a moment and then replied, "I can't let others point at Osmar's nose and say, look, that coward's son."

In an instant, Cromwell Garithos' simple words penetrated Carlos's defense.

Why do you have tears in the corners of my eyes? Because I love this land deeply.

You ask me why I love this land so deeply, because of the cutest people.

"Aslan. Prayers."

"Your Majesty, I am here."

"I'll leave you with two hundred men, and help me eliminate the trolls within a hundred miles. Return to the team within five days."

"Your will!"

No longer paying attention to Cromwell Garithos's surprises and surprises, and no longer staying in Blackwood Town, Carlos put down the oatmeal in his hand, but felt that it didn't seem appropriate, so he picked it up again and drank it in one gulp.

"There is no need to thank you. The king must repay his kindness. I have eaten your meal today and I will definitely keep you safe for a while. Aslan, don't let your king break his promise." After Carlos said this, he left it to Blackwood Town. The townspeople left Cromwell Garithos with a tall and handsome figure.

"My king's will will be carried out!" Aslan Qian pulled out the sword given to him by Carlos, knelt on one knee, inserted it into the soil, and made a sword oath.

With such a father, there is no way his son could be a bastard. I, Carlos, will help you clean up the stigma of Garithos! (To be continued.)

ps: ...it's 4 chapters short, and it's still within the author's capabilities. .