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"Alleria, give an order to your people. Except for the ready-made food, everything in the field should be burned! We are trying our best to delay them here, but you actually told me that there are still ten days for the winter crops to mature. The villagers don’t want to leave!”
Carlos laughed angrily when he heard Alleria's report.
Although the trolls have not launched an attack due to various reasons, the evacuation work was far from smooth as expected. Many elven commoners in Quel'Thalas are reluctant to part with their homes, the well-decorated huts, the crops that are about to mature, the familiar mountains, rivers and forests, and the wealthy puppy next door.
"Carlos, you know, I can't."
Alleria frowned, feeling all kinds of grievances bound to her in an instant.
I'm just a general, I'm just a soldier. I lowered my voice and made sacrifices to get reinforcements. Why don't you understand?
All I have to do is kneel down and beg you to save yourself, why are you just not willing!
Alleria's eyes turned red under the misunderstanding of her people and friends.
"I'm not blaming you, but I'm sad for your misfortune and angry at you. The current time is given to us by the trolls. It was given to us by Zujin. If there hadn't been something wrong with the trolls, we would have retreated to the second line of defense. Yes, you are, but you told me that there are at least two thousand high elves within forty kilometers away who are unwilling to retreat. Why are you waiting for the damn watermelon tree to bear fruit? You. I, I will meet you high elves. Oh. Lelia, show off your arrogance as the Elf Marshal. You have to retreat whether you want to retreat or not, force rations, distribute them collectively, and even burn crops. Do you want me to teach you these?"
Carlos felt the corners of his eyes twitching and his temples twitching.
Although the trolls don't know what happened. It was a full five days later than the expected attack time, but Zujin would not stay late forever. When the troll does appear, it will be more terrifying than expected.
Just like a storm on the sea, the longer it brews, the more powerful it becomes.
"Alleria. It's not that we embarrass you or don't understand you, but that only you can do this. As humans, we have no position to be involved in this matter."
Carlos took Alleria's wrist and pulled her to the map.
"Look, look, your Quel'Thalas is divided in half by a river. Now Turalyon is leading people to build fortifications in Maple Creek Valley. We are stuck in the middle of Eversong Forest, and the east has been destroyed. Once it's clear, the ground is completely white. Why are these guys in the west so stupid? When we give up the first line of defense, Yongge Forest will be basically over! If we can't evacuate in time, cross the bridge in time and let those guys who don't want to leave swim back to Silver Moon on their own. City!"
"I know, I know everything you said, but what do you want me to do? Burn their homes, destroy their fields, cut down their trees? Then what is the difference between me and those troll invaders?"
Alleria's emotions were instantly detonated and she asked loudly.
"You saved their lives."
Carlos remained calm and answered calmly, making Alleria calm down.
"I'm very sorry."
"It doesn't matter."
"I'm going to supervise the evacuation work."
"Time is running out and we cannot expect the trolls to wait for us for another five days."
"I see."
After saying that, Alleria strode away, leaving Carlos with a turbulent back.
"Aslan, come here!"
Under the tremendous pressure, Carlos's rogue habits broke out. He no longer had a polite and gentle attitude towards his subordinates, but instead, his subordinates treated him with more respect and love. This made Carlos dumbfounded. All the soldiers in the world are like this. They scold you because they value you, hit you because they love you, and are polite because they want to punish you...
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?" Aslan Qi'an ran all the way to Carlos and asked respectfully.
"Prepare a team of 100 people. I want to go out for a walk." Carlos ordered.
"Um, your personal guards?" Aslan Qi'an didn't understand what his king meant, and he hesitated not knowing how to carry out the order.
"I'm going to look somewhere far away. I want the kind of person who can escape better than fight, and whose nose and eyes are more flexible than his legs and feet. Do you understand?"
Carlos hinted tactfully.
"Isn't this bad? Your Majesty."
Aslan Qi'an was a little hesitant. It was difficult to implement the king's order.
"Um?"
Carlos let out a long, rising tone.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Aslan Qi'an beat his chest in salute and accepted the errand.
"Get ready in an hour and then come see me."
"Yes, I promise to complete the mission."
Carlos decided to go to the east first to see what the trolls were up to, and then on the way back he would stop by the west to see what the elves were up to.
After glancing around and finding that there was only one guard with his back turned, Carlos took out a magic note and wrote something on it with a special pen, but did not leave any handwriting.
After carefully putting away the magic note, Carlos looked at the map again and found that there was nothing interesting, so he simply sat aside and closed his eyes to rest for a while.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty Carlos."
Finding someone calling him, Carlos suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and looked around with sharp eyes.
"How long have I been asleep?"
Carlos asked calmly, still keeping his pretense of folding his arms.
"According to your instructions, I completed the personnel security work within an hour, and now I'm here to report back to you."
Aslan Qi'an euphemistically brushed off the fact that his king was dozing off, and chose to report directly to the work.
"Very good, you go again and ask Henrichet to come too. I need to arrange and hand over some matters."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
When Aslan Qi'an left temporarily, Carlos stretched his muscles and bones, and the short sleep effectively relieved his body's fatigue.
Considering that there were too many obstacles for small-scale combat in the forest, which were not suitable for heavy weapons like the Arcane Axe, Carlos pulled two double-edged long knives from the weapon rack and tied them to his waist.
The long sword has double edges. Apart from the gladiators in the arena, only the elves can do this.
Because the advantage of the long knife is one-handed chopping, it is a lightweight heavy weapon. Although it has a double edge, it allows the long knife to have more uses. Simply because the double-edged sword makes it difficult to balance the weight of the weapon, a double-edged long sword is shorter in length, wider, and has a longer hilt than a single-edged long sword.
You can say that it is more powerful than a long sword and more flexible than a single-edged sword.
Likewise, you could also argue that it's bulkier than a sword and less powerful than a single-edged sword.
With his thoughts and intentions in mind, Carlos subconsciously chose such a pair of nondescript weapons to remind himself of the embarrassing status of humans in Quel'Thalas.
Carlos couldn't help but think sarcastically. The more he came into contact with it, the more shocking it became. How many more surprises could this high elf of Quel'Thalas give him? I would like to wait and see. (To be continued)
