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Carlos attacked the Orcs' Hellfire Launching Site, naturally not just because the Hellfire threatened the Alliance, nor because I couldn't dominate the Hillbrad Hills and was arrogant.
The reason is actually very simple, to open up road transportation lines.
The rescue of Uther and his party was actually a coincidence, but in front of old friends, you definitely can't say that.
"For the alliance, for humanity, and for the final victory, why should we sacrifice our lives?"
"Selfless, just, sacrificial, and dedicated, the Paladin should serve as the moral benchmark for mankind."
“The bigger the heart, the bigger the stage; the higher the ideal, the higher the achievement.”
A group of paladins can brag about Yoneda's story in a refreshing and refined way.
Carlos mobilized 6,000 cavalry and 5,000 infantry. The southwestern part of Hilbrad only had garrison power and could not find a comparable army. The Alterac people would not be crazy and try to use 10,000 people to attack the tribe's naval camp, so after breaking the formation, Carlos and his team arrived at Nanhai Town without wind or rain.
Then, His Majesty King Carlos, who is young, promising, majestic and graceful, cursed.
"What, tell me again, my goods were robbed? The noses of the members of the mission were cut off by pirates? My husband was also captured? Heni Maleb, I will hand over Nanhai Town to you, you are the one Is this how you respond to my trust? The four thousand defenders of Nanhai Town grew up eating?"
"Ahem, Carlos, watch your words, um, ahem."
Uther listened to Carlos spraying wildly at his subordinates, and felt that it was too much, so he reminded him tactfully.
"Pay attention, um, you have to pay attention, pay attention! I have been planning this for so long. This is what I have been waiting for. You told me that you were intercepted! If you can't get something, what will I use to fight Marshal Lothar, sir? Something happened. What should I explain to Dandema? Who will explain to me!"
The more Carlos spoke, the more violent he became. Herni Maleb lowered his head in shame and wished he could hide his face in his crotch.
Before, Carlos said enthusiastically that he wanted to give everyone good news. When they arrived at Nanhai Town, the mayor, Herni Mareb, said something in Carlos's ear. Carlos went crazy on the spot, and everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing how to smooth things over.
"Forget it, Heni, go and arrange for the army to rest first, and then come to the study to see me."
"As you command, Your Majesty."
After dismissing the irrelevant people, Carlos brought a group of comrades and cronies to the Barov family's mansion in Nanhai Town.
"Carlos. What happened to make you so upset?"
Seeing that there were no outsiders present, Tirion Fordring finally couldn't help but ask.
"Samples and elves."
Carlos took out a bottle of rum and blew half of the bottle into his mouth without intending to share it with anyone else.
"Sample? Elf?"
Uther asked doubtfully.
"Night elves, those purple-skinned guys from the Kaldorei Empire across the sea."
Carlos rubbed his temples irritably.
"..."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was happening.
"Dandema Lanyu, Uther, you should know that he has some connections and influence among the night elves. I followed his path and established relationships with some more enlightened night elves. That gentleman is the night elves. The leader of the elves. We, the kingdoms of Lordaeron, are now fighting with the orcs and have such a stupid virtue that we are naturally shorter than the night elves. It was originally a favor transaction, and I was begging for help. In the end, other night elves sold Master Dandemar to him. To save my wife's face, I sent someone to deliver the samples, but the ship was not stopped by the tribe. It was robbed by our human pirates, and I escaped by jumping into the sea and was kidnapped by the bandits. How can I not be annoyed or angry if you want me to? It seems that my name as Carlos is not loud enough, and all kinds of monsters and monsters dare to dominate me."
Although Carlos' words flickered and avoided many things. But it still made things clear in general.
"When the country is facing a crisis and the survival of the race is at stake, are there still bandits and pirates running rampant?"
Uther looked incredulous, then furious.
"The country is about to perish. Ship girls are everywhere, no, monsters are everywhere. This trend cannot last forever. We must eliminate these guys who are holding the alliance back!"
"Yes, Carlos, if you need anything, just ask."
Uther said righteously.
"I appreciate my kindness. You should rest first. You are tired after listening to my ramblings for a long time. Please rest first."
Seeing that Carlos didn't want to say more, everyone dispersed.
Not long after, Tirion Fordring returned to Carlos' room alone.
"The wink you gave me just now probably wasn't my imagination, so what do you want to say to me, my friend?"
Tirion Fordring was not polite and opened the wine cabinet to find some wine.
"It's hard to guard against house thieves if you guard against them day and night."
Carlos sighed.
"Can I choose not to listen?"
Tirion Fordring had a bored expression on his face.
"I don't know if there is anyone behind the pirates, but there must be an insider behind the bandits. I won't comment on Henny Mareb's loyalty, at least his ability is not that great. To make him helpless, there must be internal constraints. . In this matter, the Nanhai Town militia cannot be trusted, and even the troops I brought cannot be trusted. However, the goals of my National Knights of the Royal Religion are too big, and I don’t have any suitable candidates for a while.”
"No wonder you didn't tell Uther. This kind of thing is really heartbreaking."
As the great lord of Hearthglen, Tirion Fordring just felt bored, but it was not surprising.
"After much thought, the Knights of the Silver Hand are an excellent choice."
"You can come to me when you have matured your thinking. I can still afford this kind of help."
Tirion Fordring placed the empty bottle in his hand next to the leg of the chair, then stood up, lifted up his skirt, pocketed seven or eight bottles of wine, and left Carlos.
"How old are you? Che~~"
Of course, Tirion Fordring is not an alcoholic, and he doesn’t think Carlos’s wine is delicious. He is just telling Carlos in this way——I’m not happy about it, but I helped you, and that’s all. Advance compensation.
About an hour later, Herni Mareb knocked on Carlos' door.
"Enter."
The mayor of Nanhai Town walked in and closed the door.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
"Then?"
"I lined up people but found nothing, I thought..."
"What are you thinking about?"
"I think those bandits are..."
"listen!"
Carlos suddenly jumped up from his seat and grabbed Hennie Mareb by the collar.
"You are mine. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Nanhai Town is my father's territory. Even if the alliance garrisoned here, it can't change it! You, you Heni Mareb, your official position was given by the Barov family. Your military rank was conferred by Alterac, and you work for me!"
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
"Shut up, I trusted you because of your abilities, but you disappointed me."
"I am very……"
Herni Mareb found that he had nothing to say. A guy with a commoner background climbed to his current position in his twenties. Carlos could be said to have been a blessing to him, and he was indeed in this matter. He was so timid and embarrassed.
"Alterac is facing famine, and the night elves' trade group is vital to us. That closed country is proud and exclusive. If they were willing to help, they would have helped long ago. Now we are asking for help. Do you understand? We are the ones who are groveling. Please, sir, not a single seed of Morning Sun Wheat is missing. Get them all back for me! Heni Maleb, it is I who gave you fame, wealth, status, and power, not those who stumbling upon you. Guy, your king is angry."
Carlos' words were unceremonious, and Carlos's action of pulling on his collar made Herni Mareb feel slightly suffocated and dizzy. But the young mayor of Nanhai Town felt that a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart.
"Your Majesty, your anger will be appeased. With you standing behind me, those little things will not be a worry."
"Don't use too drastic measures. It's not good if there are too many dead... Well, let's say three hundred."
Carlos gave his own "Military God" a death indicator. (To be continued.)
