Remember in one second to provide you with wonderful novels to read. The Tastin Goos left the camp when the sky was dim and returned when the sun was setting.
When they returned to the camp, the troll mercenaries were carrying one, two, and more than three or five, all of which were troll heads.
Standing on the high platform, Carlos watched his mercenaries throw the enemy's heads to the ground and then went to look for food from the cooking soldiers. He felt that this feeling was quite good.
"I didn't expect that these mercenaries of yours are doing a great job."
Alleria said the same thing, but her emotions could not be discerned from her tone.
"It looks like there were very few casualties."
Turalyon observed and expressed his opinion.
Because of the body structure of the troll, the shoulders will swing when walking. If a human were to walk like this, it would be extremely awkward and the center of gravity would be unstable. But compared to humans, trolls only look unstable, and actually do not affect their mobility at all.
Carlos watched as the troll threw down its heads and swayed away. Soon, the heads harvested by the Tustin Goos piled up into a hill.
"Your Majesty, Gou Tajin wants to see you."
The guard loosened the straps of his gauntlets to allow his elbows to be more flexible, then climbed up to the high platform to report to Carlos.
"Then let's go. My cavalry haven't come back yet. Let's hear what the trolls have gained."
After Carlos finished speaking, he bent down and held the edge of the high platform with one hand, jumped down, stood firmly, and then strode towards the tent. Alleria shook her head boredly, turned somersaults in the air, and landed firmly on the ground, following closely behind. Turalyon sighed, looking at Carlos and Alleria who didn't wait for his intention at all. He moved his joints and rushed out. After landing, he rolled around to relieve his strength, got up and chased after the two of them. companion.
The guard who was delivering the order stretched out his head and looked at the three-meter-high platform. He gave up the idea of jumping off and decided to just stick to the ladder.
"Are all the generals of the Alliance monsters?" the guard muttered as he climbed down the ladder backwards.
In the camp, Gou Tajin reported on the battle situation and intelligence harvest of today's battle. Carlos praised Gotajin and his Tastingos without reservation, and promised generous rewards.
"But Your Majesty, is it really okay for you to use the property you plundered from Zumashal to reward their original owners?"
Gotagin asked looking confused. His words made the other humans in the camp look bad.
"Gotagin, you have learned the common language well, but you haven't mastered it yet." Carlos looked stunned, and then the smile returned to his lips. "In Zumashal, they are just burial objects for the dead. They can neither be forged into weapons nor used as food to satisfy hunger, so when we took them away, you didn't object very much."
"Yes, that's true. But now I understand they can buy food and weapons and even slaves."
Gota Jin truthfully spoke his mind.
"Why do you think the value of these properties has changed?" Carlos asked.
"I have thought about it, but I can't explain clearly." Gou Tajin replied.
"Because you joined us, because you became an ally from an enemy. Gota Jin, please cherish this covenant. This is the most precious gift I give to you evil moss trolls. Then, use these rewards and rewards to you Let the young men buy some delicious food, I will say hello to the quartermaster." Carlos said impassionedly.
"I seem to understand somewhat, Your Majesty."
Gou Tajin nodded thoughtfully, but there was still confusion in his eyes. ←Baidu search→
"Don't be in a hurry, think slowly, new trolls are not made in a day."
Carlos said, taking out an oak barrel with a capacity of about five liters from the corner and stuffing it into Gotagin's arms.
"What you promised just now is the alliance's reward for the Tastin Gou mercenary group. This is what I will reward you in my own name. Gou Tajin, my warrior." Carlos said with a hearty smile.
Goutakin held the oak barrel with one hand, pulled out the stopper with his free hand and smelled it, grinning with satisfaction.
"Then His Majesty Carlos. Thank you for the reward. If there are no other instructions, I will take my leave."
"Go down and rest."
"Then I'll take my leave."
After Gou Tajin led the tribesmen standing behind him to leave the tent and return to the troll camp, the troll leader threw the wine barrel to the others and motioned for them to drink by themselves and ignore him.
"Gota Jin. Why do you want to anger the king of mankind?" his deputy asked.
"Because humans want us to be stupid." Goutakin replied.
"But shouldn't we fully demonstrate our value?" Gootajin's deputy felt confused by the leader's erratic words.
"Yes, our value is that we are both stupid and capable of fighting, and today we did a good job. I, Gou Tajin, am a bit clever and stupid, hahaha."
Gou Tajin didn't know what he thought of and laughed.
"It's really nice wine, wouldn't you like some?"
"From the moment you elected me to be Gootajin, I will never drink alcohol."
Gou Tajin refused the wine glass handed to him by his subordinates without any hesitation.
After the trolls from the Tustin Gou Mercenary Group left, the alliance generals had a huge quarrel.
"Carlos, the tribe is planning a big conspiracy. Look at these fragments that your trolls found, these fragments infected with weird energy, these fragments of rune stones. Although the outside world doesn't know what the orcs are planning, but what do they want to do? Let’s destroy whatever we can! We must not let them succeed, time is running out!”
"Alleria, just because we don't know what the tribe is planning, we should be cautious about everything. We don't know if we can get more support from your tribe, and we are at a disadvantage in numbers, so we need more intelligence. !”
Although Turalyon was madly infatuated with Alleria and regarded her as his goddess, as the adjutant of the Alliance, this young paladin never forgot his identity as a general. At a critical moment, he would never Because of the paranoia of the goddess in his mind, he let his subordinates take risks.
"I think it would be better if we divide our forces and advance a few times to reduce the number of trolls first by taking advantage of the asymmetry of tribal intelligence?"
"According to the intelligence, there are more than 10,000 trolls, and there are also nasty things like kobolds and forest elves. As for us, including the elves, we only have 6,000. I don't think it's a good idea to divide our forces."
"In the final analysis, there is still insufficient information. We don't know what the guy named Zujin is planning."
Listening to the people around him arguing and arguing, Carlos was slightly distracted.
Zuljin has nothing to worry about. The real difficulty is how to stop Gul'dan.
This butterfly of my own has caused a storm in time and space, and the memory of the previous life can no longer be completely trusted and can only be used as a reference. So, what is Gul'dan planning now?
Carlos didn't care at all about the losses suffered by the high elves. He only cared about how much influence Gul'dan, an unstable factor, would have on the alliance.
After all, the rune stone is a completely non-magical thing.
"That's enough. I have something to say, please listen carefully."
Carlos's scolding silenced the scene.
"Alleria, you find a way to spread the word. You have invited an army of 20,000 humans, and are ready to cooperate with the defenders of Quel'Thalas to completely annihilate the trolls, targeting Zul'Aman. Second, the entire army is prepared for ten daily dry food.”
Carlos punched the combat map hard.
"It doesn't matter how many tribes come, I will only fight one way. Defensive warfare is not my style." (To be continued.).
