In a blink of an eye, it's already spring.
Carlos finally remembered a serious problem after a thousand-man battle - as a dog emperor (actually just a king) with a lover, a fiancée, and three thousand maids at home, he had not been with a woman for half a year.
This is a battle that takes place in Khaz Modan.
Although the long wrangling period allowed the Alliance army to be more fully prepared for war while Anduin Lothar consolidated the differences within the Alliance, the long period of time also gave the Horde a chance to breathe.
But Carlos no longer cared.
In another world line, the fateful showdown between Lothar and Orgrim in the Burning Plains was largely due to the fact that the Battle of Lordaeron had done too much harm to the seven northern nations, and the Alliance's forces became increasingly stretched as they moved south. In the end, both sides could no longer afford to delay and had no choice but to fight in a decisive battle.
However, look at it now. From Arathi to the Wetlands, from Khaz Modan to Dun Morogh, the Alliance's troops have penetrated into the Searing Gorge and stormed the last chasm in the Horde's defenses.
The troops are joined together in a line, and the liberator will soon take advantage of it. How do you lose? I ask you how to lose!
The peacemaking with the Dark Iron Dwarf forces in Shadowforge City is undoubtedly a very wise military and political decision, but it is not an achievement that can be talked about openly.
It was also for this reason that Anduin Lothar very tactfully arranged for Carlos's troops to rest in the rear.
Lothar's intentions may have been good, in order to suppress some red eyes, so he persuaded Carlos to move behind the line of fire to maintain the integrity and consistency of the alliance as a whole.
Carlos also clearly realized that before the decline of the tribe, the existence of the alliance was necessary and necessary, so he took the initiative to give in, not even staying in Ironforge, and prepared to return directly to the wetlands.
Unexpectedly, when passing by the boulder dam, I happened to encounter a raiding force of tribal orcs, and a beautiful encounter happened.
More than 50,000 Alliance troops are fighting fiercely in the Searing Gorge. Together with the dwarf army from Ironforge and the Alliance's follow-up troops, there are at least 100,000 retired soldiers who need to be continuously transported from Lordaeron to feed them.
The orcs are not fools. They understand that the balance of power has tilted. If they want to defeat the Alliance, they must directly hit the vital point.
What is the crux of the alliance?
A long supply line of more than 3,000 kilometers!
Supplies from the Kingdom of Lordaeron and Gilneas are transported southward through the wetlands from Menethil Port by sea, while wheat from the Arathi Basin is transported southward by land from the Soldor Bridge. However, no matter which transportation line it is, before arriving at Ironforge, they have to travel at least three thousand kilometers lying down on the transportation vehicle.
Although the orcs in the wetlands and Khaz Modan have been wiped out, we have to admit that the so-called "clearance" means that they were wiped out, but it is a pity that they were not completely wiped out. A large number of orcs who crossed the mountains and infiltrated from the Burning Plains and further south contacted the local remnants and used various means to sneak attack the Alliance's transportation troops, which really annoyed Anduin Lothar.
So Khadgar suggested that we transport intensively. Each transport team would be escorted by a hundred troops. When encountering two hundred orcs, they would only die. If we hoard the transport teams and send ten of them together, then two hundred orcs will definitely not be a match for a thousand Alliance soldiers.
Oops, that’s right. Lothar thought it made sense and implemented this suggestion.
The life of the orc guerrillas is not easy.
So the captains of the county brigade and the district squad leaders got together to figure out what was wrong and what we did was the big one!
Okay, assassinate Anduin Lothar or counterattack Hillbrad?
After a confused silence, someone suggested: Let’s blow up the dam!
The Khaz Modan region is the main food producing area for the dwarves, and it is also the only place the Alliance must pass through on their way south. If the boulder dam is blown up, it will not only destroy the dwarves' food supply, but also block the Alliance's southward movement for at least two months. Why are hundreds of thousands of people starving to death in Ironforge?
Yes, that makes sense!
So the orcs joined forces from left to right, gathering almost all the remaining orcs in the Khaz Modan region together.
After plundering all the inventory, the orcs marched at night with a do-or-die attitude, preparing to play a trick of flooding the Seventh Army.
You can boldly imagine what the consequences will be if they succeed...
More than 100,000 Alliance soldiers were trapped in the Dun Morogh Mountains, and Khaz Modan, which had become a swampy country, became a forbidden place. Ironforge's savings were quickly consumed, and the tribe led by Orgrim was given at least two months. precious time to survive.
From the tribal point of view, the orcs in this army are heroes, and they are geniuses regardless of whether they win or not in this battle.
Judging from the actual situation, the climate of Khaz Modan is not suitable for long-term human garrison at all. The dwarf guards from Ironforge are defending the boulder dam, and they are at a disadvantage compared to the orc assault force in terms of numbers. And because the battle ahead is going smoothly, I feel relaxed mentally.
Therefore, the orcs have a high chance of success.
If I hadn't met Carlos.
It was a tragedy.
Originally, the retreat of the Alterac army was nominally a normal defense change. Carlos fought in the Searing Gorge for so long. Now that Lothar is here, it is normal for the army to withdraw to the wetlands and even to Arathi to recuperate and recuperate. Soldier They are also very happy.
However, the liaison envoy of the Morgan Militia made Carlos worried.
Don't forget, Sylvie Morgan supported the Alterac forces not because she fell in love with Carlos, but because she had a very practical interest - "our" revenge.
The situation is just right now. What does it matter if your uncle Carlos is gone?
Therefore, even though the overwhelmed Carlos didn't want to inhale the mist in Khaz Modan, he could only slow down and communicate with the Morgan militia.
It is impossible for an army with more than ten thousand people to occupy the camping ground of the transport troops, so what should we do? There was only enough suitable ground to set up camp near the Boulder Dam. Anyway, Carlos' reputation and respect among the dwarf forces in Ironforge were at least high, so the army left the main road and walked more than ten kilometers to the west, temporarily stationed there.
So the next night, the orcs attacked the boulder dam.
The orcs are back!
The orcs used left and right raids!
The orcs completely surrounded the dwarf defense!
The orcs' explosive packs are delivered!
The dwarves can no longer hold on!
The sword master asked you how you lost!
Carlos heard the fighting.
Carlos used f2a.
The orcs played gg.
It was not because the orcs' plan was not thorough and the soldiers did not work hard, but when they were ten times outnumbered and fighting against Alliance veterans in the wild, they were really helpless. Although the dwarf garrison paid a heavy price, they successfully blocked the road leading to the inside of the dam. The orcs' explosives detonated on the surface of the dam could not damage the foundation of the dam at all.
After a near-massacre battle, Carlos inexplicably became famous again.
The entire army reported their results, and the great King of Alterac saved the Alliance again!
There are those who admire him, and there are those who are jealous. However, Carlos, who is so glorious at this moment, is cautious.
Under heavy patrol protection, Carlos is receiving debt collectors and debtors.
Sylvie Morgan returned to Redridge Mountain after participating in the battle to plunder Thorium Point, and she did not see Carlos again for six months. In the end, Carlos accepted the request of the Thorium Brotherhood, did not burn down the Thorium Post, nor tried to attack the base underground of the Thorium Post, and the three parties broke up peacefully.
Now, it is interesting that people from the Morgan Consortium are bringing people from the Thorium Brotherhood to find Carlos.
Sylvie's emissary urged Carlos to fulfill the agreement. This was a cliché, and Carlos could only smile and coax him to deal with it. The people from the Thorium Brotherhood brought the so-called apology.
"This is!"
When Carlos opened a long wooden box brought by the Thorium Brotherhood, everyone was shocked.
"We don't know the specific situation. According to Master Victor, the arakkoa tried to ambush him. During the battle, the artifact was damaged. So the craftsmen of the Brotherhood used the remains of the artifact to recast a long sword. Presented to Your Majesty."
No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it won't take any effort at all!
"What's the name of this sword?"
Carlos stroked the dark red sword blade and couldn't help but ask.
"This is the brotherhood's apology. Of course, your Majesty will decide the name."
Stroking the sword hilt, Carlos indeed felt the chisel marks.
al, with these two letters on the hilt.
Sure enough, these two letters are just the signature left by the craftsman and have no special meaning.
"Sword of the Brotherhood."
Carlos said with a slightly trembling voice.
"The Sword of the Ashkandi Brotherhood!"
When the special envoy of the Thorium Brotherhood heard this name, he couldn't help but feel relieved. It was a very unwise decision to offend the King of Alterac to survive between the two monsters of the Alliance and the Horde. If it were the past, mountains and rivers were far away, and if I offended, I would be offended. Could it be that you would send troops from the Alterac Mountains to the Searing Gorge to attack me? However, now, this is really a fight without reason. Therefore, the Thorium Brotherhood was relieved to be able to ease the relationship with Carlos.
"The artifact is damaged, what happened to the arakkoa?"
Carlos was a little concerned and asked a question in particular.
"I don't know. In the end, Master Victor just sent back the remains of the artifact and didn't reveal much information."
The conversation with the Thorium Brotherhood was generally very smooth. While spending money to eliminate disasters and giving gifts to apologize, there was no thought of fighting with the Dark Iron Dwarves. Both families were happy, and the previous conflicts were resolved.
The talks with the Morgan consortium were not so pleasant.
Sylvie's mental state is very problematic, constantly switching between "I" and "we". The former demands to cut off the spiritual connection with millions of dead souls and become independent, while the latter wants to unleash resentment and complete revenge regardless of the cost. And this time the emissary from the Morgan consortium came to discuss the matter, it was obviously "our" decision. The emissary asked Carlos to fulfill the agreement as soon as possible, lead his troops south, and urged the alliance to first defeat the orcs, then the black dragon, and finally infiltrate underground and fight the Fire Demon King for a decisive battle.
In short, it’s three words: do it! Dry! Dry!
After explaining the decision from above, the emissary felt a little embarrassed.
"Your Majesty, this is an agreement between you and Mrs. Morgan. To be honest, I also know that these demands are a bit overwhelming, but your inaction and indifference in the past six months is indeed a bit..."
"Well, I understand."
"From what I have personally seen and heard, the consortium still attaches great importance to the alliance with Alterac."
"I see."
"So, actually, maybe, Mrs. Morgan wants to see your sincerity. After all, the consortium has paid so much for your majesty, should your majesty also express it?"
"Are you threatening me?"
"I don't dare, but as allies, we hope to see greater sincerity from His Majesty."
"Yeah, I'll do it."
"In addition, His Majesty Carlos, we have obtained relevant information about your captain of the bodyguard."
"oh?!"
"It seems that someone has seen your captain of the guard in the Westfall."
"Really? If you have any definite information, please inform me in time. If you are sure it's me, don't hesitate to help."
"That's natural. We are allies."
After the conversation, Carlos sat alone in the tent, stroking the Brotherhood Sword that he thought he had missed, and recalling the past.
Driven by Carlos, the big butterfly, the Southern Expedition was far smoother than the tragedy in the memory. As long as the pressure continued, crushing the orc tribe seemed to be a sure thing.
However, it seems funny to recall that since the war started, I was jumping up and down.
How long has it been since I last saw my parents? How is my sister now? How are my two brothers? My mother is about to give birth. I seem to have a fiancée...
After being slack for a while, Carlos couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts.
It is impossible for the captain of the guard to betray him, it is impossible for the Morgan consortium to truly fall out, and what exactly happened between Ashkandi and Nefarian.
After thinking about it, Carlos became a little obsessed, so much so that Sora sneaked into the tent without noticing.
"Haha, what a peerless weapon. Even a second-hand priest like me can see the resentment condensed on it. You actually hold it like this?"
"go out."
Sola pulled the clothes on her shoulders and showed a charming smile.
"It's late at night, Your Majesty, let's go to bed!"
"Go out mellow."
"Hey, hey, why are you so boring? Are you ugly or in bad shape? Why do you always have this attitude?"
Sora's confusion erupted.
Carlos looked at Sora, looking him over from beginning to end.
"good body."
"I forgot, my fault, my fault, I forgot that you have high elf face blindness."
Quickly switching from thirsty bichi mode back to close friend mode, Sora pulled up the loose clothes and sat next to Carlos.
"You are really persistent."
Carlos couldn't help but mock.
"Nonsense, if it's your turn, how about you stop struggling for fifty years?"
Sola didn't show any pretense and rolled his eyes at Carlos.
"Ask you something."
"explain."
"Is there any way to trace memories through objects?"
Carlos asked.
"If you are referring to the murder weapon, then my answer is yes."
Sora was unexpectedly cheerful and gave the answer directly.
"can you?"
"I can not."
Carlos stood up decisively and left the tent.
"Go to sleep."
“Hey, I can’t burn down bridges across rivers as quickly as you!”
Sora shouted dissatisfied. (To be continued.)
