People have subjective initiative.
Possessing subjective initiative is an important characteristic of second-level intelligent creatures.
What is wisdom? This topic is too big, and it is easy to discuss it in a divisive manner.
But it is not that difficult to find a reference for wisdom.
Understand nature and transform nature.
That's all.
Subjective initiative refers to the reaction or active effect of people's subjective consciousness and practical activities on the objective world. Subjective initiative has two meanings: first, people can actively understand the objective world; second, they can actively transform the objective world under the guidance of understanding. Unifying the two on the basis of practice shows the subjective initiative of people that is different from things.
In the magical world where idealism is prevalent, this trend of thought is even more popular.
To put it more positively, man can conquer the sky, and daring to make the sun and the moon change the sky is a great idea, a passion for heroism, and the spiritual power of human beings to create miracles.
However, a group of tough guys with muscles and brains insisted on fighting to death regardless of their own actual situation. As the leader, Carlos was really helpless.
In almost twenty-four hours, they raided the underground world of the Dark Iron Dwarves for at least 500 kilometers. Even not counting the physical exertion of the battle, just completing this journey was an astonishing feat.
Then what? The exhausted people worked as savages for a few days in the forest and snowy plains, which was not suitable for recuperation. They suffered from cold and hunger. It was not until they had finished harming the surrounding birds and beasts that they started to feel better. It was not a rest at all.
After finally returning to the Burning Plains and obtaining supplies, a few of the excited guys actually fell asleep.
If this is an ARPG type adventure game, the summary is that XXX has experienced XXXXX, LV.UP several times.
Looks pretty good.
The only problem is that this game does not restore health when it is upgraded.
The upper limit of the blood volume of the alliance warriors who have gone through various hardships has increased a lot, and the current blood volume has all bottomed out.
Carlos has experienced so many wars, and he has already known this in his heart.
As one of the strongest combat units in the human world, even I feel exhausted. How can others be any better?
In the end, more than 70 of the three hundred to four hundred people of the death squad survived. As the official name of the alliance, these people should be cultivated and should eat and drink every day. They should wait until the fallen fat is recovered before considering other things.
But a hero is a hero, and his ideological consciousness is high.
The heavily armed men covered two-thirds of the two-hundred-mile journey in just one morning and half an afternoon.
During the journey, Carlos was forced to take a break more than once, which almost caused public outrage.
This made Carlos' will-o'-the-wisp flourish.
Everything is solved by human subjective initiative. Why don't you sticks fly into the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun!
It stands to reason that everyone present is the elite of the alliance, so there is no need for Carlos to talk nonsense about conserving physical strength. However, the fireworks in the war fortress stimulated the people who were already in a state of excitement, causing most people to fall into a fanatical but irrational state. The few sensible people were either infected or they just looked and said nothing...
Only Carlos himself can do the evil.
However, Carlos, who has become a villain, can only see through but not speak out.
The team in front of them was all supported by this fanatical atmosphere, and their combat effectiveness was completely gone in an instant.
So, less than thirty kilometers away from the war fortress, Carlos once again asked everyone to rest, eat, and adjust their equipment.
This time, no one raised any objections, everyone could smell the fighting spirit.
Then, the wounded and defeated Alliance soldiers who had been scattered and hiding found Carlos's team.
After some questioning, things became clear.
The day before Carlos and his party returned to the Altar of Storms, a vicious fight between gods and gods occurred in the Burning Plains, with giant dragons squaring each other in the sky. The Alliance and the Horde unanimously chose to wait and see.
The general consequences of fights between gods and gods are usually disasters for mortals. A large area of the tribe's temporary camp was destroyed by the two dragons fighting each other. A supply transport team that came to support was also destroyed with supplies and materials by the dragon's flames.
The final result of the dragon's struggle between humans and orcs is unknown, but Carlos has already guessed the tribe's thoughts.
The tribal army, which had been able to advance and retreat freely and take the initiative on the battlefield, was faced with the embarrassing situation of running out of ammunition and food. The way home was so far, and the Alliance's knife was so close. If they retreated directly, they might not be subjected to bloodletting therapy with Marshal Lothar's blunt knife. Yo.
Moreover, according to these soldiers, the tribe's supplies have almost reached the bottom. Even the huge orcs of the tribe can fight with an ax without eating for three to five days. But the journey home is so long, it is not just three or five days. sky.
Victory or death!
Just by hearing the war cry that made his ears tingle, Carlos had already guessed what the tribe was thinking.
Then the soldier's words hit Carlos in the face... luckily he hadn't said them out yet, lucky, lucky.
"The war fortress was burned by Marshal Lothar. If the orcs want to go back, they can only break through the fortress and snatch our supplies. Marshal Lothar and the generals feel that the strength of the enemy and ours is too disparity. Even if the orcs are sprayed by the dragon, they still have the advantage, and The mourning soldiers must win. It is too terrifying for the orcs to attack the city with the determination to die. The war fortress was seriously damaged in the previous earthquake, and the subsequent continuous fighting destroyed almost all the defenses. So Marshal Lothar was arranging the wounded After they dispersed and lurked, they took the initiative to attack with all the brothers who could still move. Then the entire fortress was set on fire."
After hearing this information, Carlos felt impressed but also frightened.
Anduin Lothar, the lion of the Alliance, what a fierce will, what a cruel heart!
Burning all the excess supplies cut off his own retreat and the orcs' chance of survival.
What a cruel heart!
The originally desperate orcs, with the belief that if they defeated these humans, they could steal money and food and return to their hometown, they simply followed the group's bloodthirsty and bloody fanaticism. However, this unstoppable momentum was destroyed by Lothar's fire.
I'll beat myself up when I get crazy, so I'm asking you if you're afraid...
As everyone listened to the wounded soldiers telling what happened before, their blood began to boil. They wished they could return to Lothar now and die for the Alliance.
But Carlos was a little confused.
This was not the Lothar he knew.
In Ironforge, the vast land further to the north, the Alliance's 200,000-strong army is no mere display. In this war, the Alliance's absolute advantage will not change just because of one or several defeats in the Burning Plains.
Carlos didn't understand why Lothar made such a desperate move.
So Carlos asked a few more questions.
But these scattered and injured soldiers were just the top soldiers. The combatants at the lowest level knew only what they saw and what their superiors conveyed. It was impossible for Carlos to get any clear answers from them.
I can only rely on myself to think and analyze...
Suddenly, Carlos remembered that Lothar should have hidden a surprise force in the Searing Gorge. This was the reason for the war, so why not use it!
"The gate to Blackstone Mountain is closed."
The wounded soldier replied.
Everything is clear...
Why the hell didn’t you tell me earlier?
He deserves to be a private from the time he lived as Hillbrad! ! !
Just when Carlos finally knew what he should do, something went wrong with the team.
Carlos was preparing to move reinforcements into the Searing Gorge, but Alleria wanted to rush to the battlefield to join the battle. The most important thing was that Saidan Dathrohan also meant the same.
Carlos could understand Saidan Dathrohan's thoughts, Alleria, what do you mean?
Suddenly, Carlos was shocked. The previously rational Alleria just hid her madness in her heart. She had never forgotten Lilas.
The team was split. Most people preferred to follow Alleria and Saidan Dathrohan back to Lothar. Only twelve people were willing to follow Carlos to complete the blockade across Blackstone Mountain.
It has nothing to do with justice, and there is no way to talk about right and wrong. Simply speaking of personal charm, Carlos lost to Anduin Lothar.
"Live well, I will come back with reinforcements!"
Carlos made a promise.
