Freedom, how many people do their own selfish things in your name.
Democracy, even the king can't help himself, so where do the people have the time to be the masters of the country?
Politics, how many people use your hands to carry out such dirty deeds.
After sighing, Carlos still had to deal with the chaos in front of him.
After an in-depth exchange with Alleria, Carlos finally discovered what his problem was.
I originally thought that Quel'Thalas was a free and democratic country with a wise king and strong national power, like a beacon of civilization in Azeroth.
As a result, from what I saw and heard during this period, fairy tales are all lies, and ninety-nine percent of the rumors are false.
Wherever there are people, there will be struggle, and when there is struggle, there will be dirt. When there is dirt, no matter how bad things happen, they will not be a big deal.
As they started talking, Alleria said everything she should and shouldn't say, which really opened Carlos' eyes.
The highest goal of the Silvermoon City Council is to peacefully end the royal power and establish a parliamentary republic. For this reason, Kael'thas has been exiled to Dalaran by them. The deeper reason for Anastarian's indifference to the troll commotion was the struggle for royal power. Through this troll uprising, Anastarian regained a lot of power from the parliamentary faction. Among them is Kael'thas' authority arrangement.
I'm so stupid, really.
Carlos wanted to slap himself twice.
In politics, the butt is more important than the head. Anastarian ignored him not because his position was unclear.
Although I already knew in my heart that I, a political novice, had made a mistake. But he was still stubborn as hell.
"Alleria, I thought everything in your country of elves was beautiful, but I didn't expect it to be so dirty and dirty."
Carlos said with a twisted face.
"The gods all fight. How can there be a pure land in the human world?"
Alleria replied helplessly.
"I'll write a letter to the Sun King later, please hand it over for me."
Carlos thought for a while and made a decision.
"You can send an envoy. The road north to Silver Moon City is open."
Alleria said with some confusion.
"We won't argue about our stance. Let's just deal with the upcoming battle."
Carlos took the initiative to end the topic.
Sure enough, I am still too young. What you get from the book is ultimately shallow. I just realized that I have to do things in this world.
Carlos was a little depressed because he lived thirty years longer than the others. Looks more mature and wiser. Unfortunately, that is not the case. Knowing and being able to do it are completely different things. My knowledge reserve and personal combat effectiveness may far exceed those of my peers, but I am no match for them. Which future enemies are of the same age?
This is Azeroth, and your opponents are ancient giants, alien orcs, ancient gods, and iron-jawed dragons.
Wisdom is not the same as knowledge. Wisdom is the way to deal with others, the ability to see into people's feelings, and the wisdom to clear away the fog and see the blue sky.
Carlos thought Anastarian was nothing, but in the end he discovered that he was a fool.
This feels bad. It’s also very uncomfortable because everything has been so smooth and so lucky. Unknowingly, he subconsciously believed that he was the son of the plane, the favorite of God, and the destiny of his destiny.
Too dangerous!
Fortunately, this setback reminded me.
Carlos Barov, you are only human, you are only human and you make mistakes. Mistakes will occur. So, don’t take yourself too seriously.
In the process of introspection. Carlos wrote the letter to Anastarian, added ink pads, and stamped it with the Barov family's seal.
"Okay, I'm done with my personal business, let's talk about trolls."
Carlos raised his head and said to Turalyon.
"The problem with the trolls is not a problem. The problem now is how we can join up with your reinforcements and then successfully return to the Northland Fortress in Stratholme."
Turalyon bit the fruit and stared directly into Carlos's eyes.
"My friend, I must apologize. You are a true military strategist and an upright warrior."
"Why apologize?"
"Because although you like Alleria, you have never let your feelings affect your judgment, while I have too many personal emotions involved."
"Come on, I'm just the adopted son of a warden, Lord Faol's trainee priest, and a lucky guy spotted by Marshal Lothar. And you are the king of Alterac."
Turalyon did not accept Carlos' apology because he believed Carlos was not at fault.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
"So Turalyon, how long do you think we can hold on if we hold on."
"Uh, Maple Creek Valley, Long Bridge, or the other side of the river?"
Turalyon wasn't sure of the bottom line, so it was difficult to answer.
"Maple Creek Valley or Long Bridge."
Carlos answered.
"If we take the initiative to attack now, we should be able to defend for half a month, which is about twenty days, but the casualties will be relatively large. As for Maple Creek Valley, guarding the fulcrum on the south bank, guarding Maple Creek Valley and guarding Long Bridge are the same goal. . But if you go to the north bank to guard the bridge, it’s another story.”
"Twenty days? Very good. Contact Alleria and prepare the troops. We will work as coolies for the elves for another twenty days."
"Can you tell me what made you change your decision?"
Turalyon was not afraid of war, so he just asked out of curiosity.
Carlos raised the letter in his hand.
"Whether it returns in glory or leaves in despair, it all depends."
Turalyon shrugged. You are the commander-in-chief and you have the final say.
In the two battles, the troll casualties were more than 4,000 at best. Even with the addition of orc reinforcements, the trolls' strength would not exceed 15,000. This was still a huge overestimation. After learning about Carlos's back-up plan, Turalyon had no fear of the tribe. The eight thousand war-hardened human army plus nearly three thousand professional elf soldiers were still on the home ground of the elves. Why should they be afraid of the trolls? And orcs?
Although Hilbrad's war is like a meat grinder, constantly devouring the flesh and blood of humans and orcs. But one thing that is undeniable is that human combat effectiveness has increased crazily in this war.
At the beginning of the war, five human soldiers were no match for one orc warrior.
Before Turalyon left Hillblade. Two against one has become a common saying among many veterans, and there are more and more guys who can challenge the orcs in a single fight. The combat effectiveness of humans has been completely forced out by the orcs.
"Turalyon, I want you to take over my command temporarily."
"Um, what's wrong?"
Turalyon asked confused.
"My smile is just to appease morale. My heart is still very painful. I need blood and killing to calm the anger in my heart."
Hear Carlos' words. Turalyon was speechless for a long time.
"Go ahead, Carlos. I don't have the position or qualifications to stop you. The trolls won't be able to break through the defense until you come back."
Eventually, Turalyon agreed. He took up the burden that Carlos had placed on his shoulders.
Although I didn't see the fire all over the sky, the sacrifice of the warriors is always regrettable.
"thank you my friend."
"You're welcome, you're a monster that even five orcs can't defeat."
"Hahahahaha."
The next day, at the meeting, Carlos announced the information about the reinforcements. The human side was full of morale and military morale, while the attitude of the elves was more divided. The elves who had fought alongside humans joined in the cheers. The newcomers from Silver Moon City are more wary.
Humans are almost outnumbering the trolls.
Carlos then announced that he was going hunting.
Unexpectedly, there were not as many opponents as expected. More people want to join the king's team and have a hearty hunt.
"Are those humans crazy?"
"I don't know, but their king is such a savage guy. He's so big."
The new elf whispered.
Four days later, the Dragonhawk Knight returned to Silvermoon City with military information, including a letter written by Carlos to Anastarian.
"Father. What did you write?"
Kael'thas, who returned home secretly, has been staying in his father's study for the past two days and has not moved around.
"Good news."
Anastara smiled knowingly. Then he handed the letter to his son.
"The words in the whole article don't convey the meaning. Is this Carlos really a noble? I have met his sister. Barov's tutor is not like this, right?"
Kael'thas asked in confusion.
"My child, don't worry about the grammar and diction. Haven't you understood it? Throughout the text, the king of Alterac has repeatedly emphasized one thing."
"What's up?"
"The royal right is sacred and inviolable!"
Kael'thas was stunned.
"It's almost done. The stage that my father has prepared for you is almost complete. If you give up for a few more days, Kael'thas, no one can stop you from ascending the throne and becoming king. My father can tolerate everything else from the parliamentary faction, but he must not Allow them to interfere with your inheritance. As our children say, royal power is sacred and cannot be violated!"
Anastarian smiled confidently and charmingly.
"We should give His Majesty Carlos an adequate response to his friendship, my son." (To be continued)
ps: I know, someone will definitely use the Dan Bo section to blackmail me.
However, the author still wants to say that even Brother Big Pao still needs to add the two parts of civil rights and people's livelihood to the explanation of the Three People's Principles.
Just talking about cooking without other things is as useless as taking off your pants and farting.
It is not the people who are the masters of the country, but the whole people.
When it comes to your death penalty vote, the minority obeys the majority. Even if you are innocent, according to the principle of death, you are still dead.
Some hackers have been brainwashed by the government and are licking without brains.
The author doesn’t want to refute anything. People’s experiences are different, and the bottom line and bottom line are different. The government has all kinds of shortcomings and flaws. You can accuse it of its mistakes and criticize its mistakes. But if you mindlessly oppose it, there is a problem.
Some people are really right. Sajia is a big fan of Mao Zedong, so you don’t need to be negative about this question. The author admits it.
Dear friends, there are thousands of interesting articles on the Internet, and it is normal to forget about them after reading them. The author is also ambitious. I want to write a novel that readers can read with their minds after a tiring day.
It’s not that I look down on cool writing, but I don’t want to write cool writing.
It’s not that I look down on everyone in the book review section, but I look down on some professional trolls.
0 followers is not worth anything. I listen to your opinions. I believe you when you say this is a trumpet account. I also accept your comments.
But there are so many bullshit and snake gods in a book review section that uses dirty words and doesn’t delete anyone. It’s more kind and friendly.
