Remember in one second to provide you with wonderful novels to read. When Alleria led Dar'Kan to express Anastarian's will to Carlos, Carlos felt it didn't matter, and his men exploded.
"My king, this is an insult to you, this is contempt for us. What does that Sun King think of you and us? You cannot accept charity from the elves. Let's go. I'm so angry!"
"Your Majesty, a promise worth a thousand dollars is not to be insulted like this. Since Anastarian is so taboo on us humans, then after we fulfill our promise, let's go home, whether it's back to the North Fortress or Alterac. We are I came here for the covenant, not for the reward from his Sun King.”
"Carlos, I don't quite understand the taboos of the royal family, so don't look at me. I can't provide any advice on this matter."
Turalyon scratched his head helplessly, expressing his ignorance.
Damn it, after hanging out with Carlos for so long, have my brain been fed by trolls?
Alleria discovered her mistake. How could she tell such a thing in front of Carlos's subordinates? What a mistake.
Because Carlos was emphasizing benefits and benefits to Alleria from the beginning to the end, Alleria ignored the uniqueness of Carlos and gave Alleria a feeling that all Alterac people were talking about. A real illusion. As a result, when Alleria announced that she had been entrusted by Anastarian to negotiate a reward, she fully expected to receive praise and good reputation, but she was met with angry looks from a group of muscular men.
Misstep... Alleria used the corpse to block Darkan, received all the angry looks, and then asked Carlos for help with innocent eyes.
"You guys go out first."
Carlos gave orders to his subordinates.
"Your Majesty, you cannot accept alms from elves."
"Your Majesty, think twice!"
"His Majesty……"
"Do I have to ask you to get out?"
Carlos became more and more majestic in each battle. He just frowned slightly and raised his voice slightly. All the officers and guards left the camp honestly.
"I didn't bring you to play like this."
Carlos said to Alleria with a confused look on his face.
"Um, I'm sorry, I thought..."
Alleria felt a deep sense of dissonance lingering in her heart at this moment.
"That. Do you want me to observe, or do you want me to leave? I find my identity is very embarrassing, my friends."
Turalyon asked awkwardly.
As aide-de-camp to the Alliance Commander-in-Chief. Turalyon did appear awkward in this diplomatic dispute. Don't listen, it's related to the interests of your subordinates. Listen, you should report some secret agreements between Quel'Thalas and Alterac or not.
On one side is Marshal Lothar, whom he respects most. It’s so hard to have your goddess and best friend on one side.
"Stay, after all, you and your soldiers are also part of the coalition."
Carlos asked Turalyon to sit down.
Then the scene suddenly became cold and no one spoke anymore.
As a king, Carlos really feels very tired. To use a common saying, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me.
Although relying on his father, Alex Barov, to suppress domestic opposition voices, the old royal party's small actions have never stopped, and Alterac is far from monolithic. Total war mobilization, although it wastes people and money. It really blocks the best option to consolidate the king's power. The opponents are all rebels, and the rebels cannot defeat the royal family. The Barov family holds the soldiers and food, so you fence-sitters can do what you want.
Carlos understood, really understood, that his throne was secure within the country, but not so secure among the entire human race.
Because of Emperor Thoradin.
If humanity had never been unified, then nothing would be a problem.
But Emperor Thoradin is in front of him, and every king has the heart to be an emperor. Especially after Anduin Lothar announced that he had given up the inheritance rights of the Arathor Empire, it was equivalent to recognizing that all the kingdoms of Lordaeron were legal and that all kingdoms were of the blood of the Arathor Empire.
This is equivalent to recognizing that all kings are qualified to inherit the authority of Emperor Thoradin!
Indeed, Anduin Lothar's sacrifice. In exchange for the unity of the current alliance, in exchange for the unanimous external support of human forces, in exchange for the hope of fighting against the orc tribe.
But it also laid the foundation for future struggles.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are fights.
Just talk about the congratulatory letter.
Except for Stromgarde, which followed Lothar's footsteps and sent an envoy to congratulate Carlos on his ascension to the throne, only Terenas sent an envoy. The other kingdoms either pretended not to see it or pretended not to know.
This is actually a terrible thing.
Because of the attitude thing. will affect each other.
Does supporting Stratholme really require a king's personal expedition?
Or is it that Alterac doesn’t even have a general who can lead an army independently?
It was Alex Barov who persuaded his son with earnest words and let him lead the army north.
The reason is very simple. When Carlos goes north, he doesn't have to face other kings and other forces in the alliance system, and it gives the Grand Duke time and space for behind-the-scenes transactions with other forces.
Human beings are social, and society is also human. The king's attitude will affect the nobles. The nobles' attitudes are passed on to their subordinates, and then passed down layer by layer, the entire country will have a tendency. As long as you still want to mix in human society, diplomacy is an indispensable thing, not to mention that Alterac does not have the strength to sweep the world and sweep away the wasteland.
Therefore, Carlos's original intention for agreeing to Alleria's journey north to rescue Quel'Thalas was simple: to use the tiger skin as a banner.
It is undeniable that at this point in time, as the only alien nation that has an alliance with humans, Quel'Thalas has a much greater influence in the human kingdom than Anasterian thinks.
If Quel'Thalas shows friendliness towards Alterac, it will largely change the human kingdom's attitude towards Alterac.
After all, he came to power by taking advantage of the cruelty of this race war. But no matter how cruel the war is, it will end. What should we do when the war is over? Where will Alterac go, where will the Barov family go, and how should I, the king, deal with myself?
No one has long-term worries, and Carlos has to force himself to think about these issues.
But now it seems that the attitude of the high elves is too vague, and they are not a good target for support.
"Carlos, the Master of Darkhan, represents His Majesty Anasterian. Come to meet with you...you, the King of Alterac."
Alleria was the first to break the silence.
"Darkan hears your voice, Your Majesty Carlos."
The chef offered his sincere greetings to Carlos with elegant etiquette.
"Tell me what Anastarian is going to do with me."
Carlos's casualness made the two high elves present instantly feel embarrassed.
"The supreme Sun King of Quel'Thalas. His majesty, Anastarian, who is kind, generous, wise, wise, glorious, great, meritorious and has infinite longevity, has entrusted me to bring my most sincere greetings to the King of Alterac."
Darkan decided to ignore Carlos's questioning and continue the official meeting.
"Well, I received his greetings. Tell me what Anastarian plans to do with me."
Carlos nodded with a satisfied look on his face. Then he changed the subject.
How do I know where he is aiming!
Darkan's heart was broken at this moment, and his eyes when looking at Alleria were filled with grievances. Didn't I agree that I would only hold the title of envoy? Can you tell me the details? You do speak!
"Well, Carlos, His Majesty the Sun King means you, what do you want?"
Alleria was not a politician, and she didn't know how to talk about things that should be discussed in secret in a dark room when outsiders were present.
"I want a lot. Are you sure your Sun King can give it to you?"
Carlos was also affected by the attitudes of his subordinates. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his tone began to get angry.
"The King of Alterac, Quel'Thalas is never stingy with his friends. Please speak up."
Darkan found that he could handle this errand well, and Alleria could handle it well, but unfortunately, together, they would probably fail. It was obvious that the Grand Marshal of Silvermoon City had secretly promised something to the King of Alterac, but now he couldn't keep it, and the other party was furious.
Darkan can be promoted to a magician based on his strength in a place like Silver Moon City where there are as many magic masters as dogs. Sneaking into the upper echelons of the parliament, he was naturally very capable and far-sighted, and he soon discovered the problem.
"You make it up according to the bottom line in your mind. You can't give me what I want. Anastarian is not even interested in meeting me, and it is in vain to tell you."
Carlos realized there was something wrong with his attitude. Although his tone softened, his words were still strong.
Afraid that Darkan would flip the table, Alleria hurriedly answered.
"Carlos, don't be like this. Aren't we comrades-in-arms? Let's talk about it. Your subordinates, your sacrificed soldiers, you can't return empty-handed like this. Accept Quel'dorei's friendship, accept Quel'Thala I beg you for Si’s compensation.”
Darkan frowned slightly. This was not what a messenger should say. This was already suspected of betraying the country.
"I come with friendship, with admiration for Anasterian, with a beautiful vision for Quel'Thalas, and I have fought bloody battles for you high elves. So far, there have been a thousand Many human soldiers will sleep forever in your territory of Quel'Thalas. At least five thousand trolls died under the swords and bows of the coalition forces. Even Alleria, your men are all heroes two years older than me. Killed three thousand trolls, this achievement is nothing, right? But what? Where is your Sun King? How did he treat me? Don’t treat me as a fool. The identities of the two of you as envoys were either made up or begged. Yes. Listen, I can fight for the friendship between elves and humans, and for my friendship with you, but I will not bleed for your Sun King who is not bright at all!"
At the end, Carlos almost shouted, and waves of cheers came from outside the camp.
These eavesdroppers...
Carlos gave Turalyon a look, and Turalyon went out to chase him away with a pained face.
Five thousand trolls have been wiped out!
Darkan was a little surprised. Trolls were not pigs in the wild. Even five thousand pigs would take several days to kill!
"Please forgive me for being rude, King of Alterac, you and your subordinates are true warriors. To be honest, this meeting is indeed a request from Marshal Alleria, but my identity as an envoy is definitely Ana His Majesty Starrian’s instructions are absolutely not false.”
Darkan suppressed the diplomatic smile on his face and became serious.
"Okay, Mr. Ambassador, I also apologize to you. Then, how is Anastarian going to send me away."
Carlos just wanted to know about this topic that was close to his heart.
"It's not a perfunctory and dismissal, His Majesty Carlos. I don't say those hypocritical remarks for a warrior like you. His Majesty Anastarian doesn't know how to reward you for your generous and selfless help, so the great Sun King hopes You make the conditions.”
Dar'Kan also understood that the king of Alterac didn't like empty words, so he quickly changed his role and routine.
"Then you stay a few more days to see what your old rival in Quel'Thalas is like now, see what kind of battle Alleria leads a group of farmers to fight, and let me see it by the way. Look at how powerful your regular army in Silver Moon City is." Carlos finished speaking and then thought about it, "I will fulfill my promise. After completing this cover operation for civilian evacuation, I will return to my country. As for the value of my action this time, you can see it with your eyes, ask it with your mouth, and listen with your ears, and then tell your Sun King and ask him to give me a thank you gift to Oakland."
After saying that, Carlos slapped his thigh very domineeringly and stood up. He turned the white bear skin cloak in a circle on his head, then accurately placed it behind his shoulders, buckled it, and left gracefully.
This set of essential showmanship skills in Hong Kong movies from the memory of the previous life has finally been put to use.
"Marshal Alleria, have we failed in our errand?"
Darkan felt overwhelmed and overwhelmed.
"Hey, this is not your fault. I am shouldering all the responsibilities. Master Darkan, how is Silvermoon City doing now?"
Alleria's natural way is the current situation in Silvermoon City, but she feels that Darkan may reveal something that should not be said in this situation.
"It's still the same."
Darkan replied.
"You know what I'm asking."
Alleria didn't feel the slightest bit annoyed, she just asked calmly.
"Your Majesty...His Royal Highness the Prince may be back soon. When the Prince returns, the army will be dispatched."
Darkan thought about it again and again, and finally said it.
"This is good, this, ha, ha ha ha."
Alleria went from letting out a sigh of relief to laughing softly, her clear and sweet voice conveying a beautiful melody.
Darkan knew that this was definitely not because of happiness.
Alleria just didn't want to get involved in too much politics, and she wasn't really stupid. It turned out that the slowness of Silvermoon City and the various unreasonable delays within the Quel'dorei elves were all here.
Kael'thas, the prince who was forced to escape trouble in Dalaran, is returning.
Your Majesty Anastarian, what a trick!
Outside the camp, Carlos, who was being admired by his subordinates like a hero, was pulled aside by Turalyon to a deserted place.
"Carlos, we are riding a tiger and it's hard to get off. Have you ever thought about what if we want to retreat to human territory and the trolls give up the elves and chase us?"
Turalyon asked.
"Of course I have thought about it. I am not the fool who led the team on the first day."
Carlos looked at Turalyon like an idiot.
"What should I do? You can tell me."
Turalyon only wanted answers and didn't mind Carlos's mocking look.
"I've written a letter asking for help a long time ago. It won't be long before more than fifteen full regiments of real elites will come to pick us up. My real army is coming. I want to leave. Who dares to stop me!"
Carlos finally revealed his trump card.
"Independence Group!"
Turalyon understood Carlos's confidence and breathed a sigh of relief (To be continued.).
