Chapter 480: Reminiscing about the turbulent past

Style: Gaming Author: The incompetent kingWords: 2433Update Time: 24/01/18 20:56:05
The Council of Tirisfal was gone for who knows how many days, and I missed it.

It is always after loss that one can understand the sadness of being loved, and it is always after one grows up that one understands the haggardness of one's parents.

Ah~~~~~~Flying freely, but the sky is gray.

Ah~~~~~~ I tried hard to chase him, but was hammered by the Burning Legion.

During the battle with Varimathras, Carlos noticed that he was a little swollen.

A Dreadlord who is rejected by the world and is not even his true form is actually so good at fighting. How did the Night Elves and the Dragon Legion win back then?

Azeroth is troubled by disasters, and beneath the surface of flourishing flowers and flowers, there is an undercurrent of apocalyptic crisis.

The Great Purge is still going on, and many warlock organizations have been uprooted. Even if some are victims of the power struggle in Dalaran, Carlos is not prepared to be this bad guy.

The battle with the Dread Lord, and the pits left behind after the war tell the world about the King of Knights' bravery. Especially the survivors who participated in the battle, in order to highlight their own role, they praised Carlos without any lower limit and raised Carlos's military power without any upper limit.

For a time, everyone knew that the king of Alterac was too powerful to be a human being.

Praise to kill, Carlos smelled the smell of praise to kill.

Even if it was worship within the Paladins at first, it has gradually changed.

Using a rolling and crawling posture, Carlos retracted Keldaron and the Lake Center Castle.

A common problem among kings is that there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me.

An announcement was made to the outside world. Carlos claimed that he was injured in the battle with extraterrestrial demons and needed to rest.

The real situation is that while escaping from conflicts within the alliance, they are stepping up industrial modernization within Alterac.

Comprehensive modernization is simply a joke to the humans of Azeroth. Education costs money, training costs money, and the master who can't get around anything wants money even more. Without money, do you still want to live a modern life? Take a shower and go to sleep.

Therefore, starting from industry is the most feasible plan.

Integrate traditional handicraft manufacturing into a large factory to improve production efficiency. Dwarves have been doing this for hundreds of years. Dwarves also have related technologies. They can directly imprint the mark of the Barov family industry and add some dry stocks to win people's hearts. Ultra This was how the first and second steelmaking plants of the Rank Country, the National Foundry Bureau, and the joint military-industrial system of the nobles were established.

It went smoothly as Carlos expected.

If you think about it carefully, it's actually just that.

Excessive products would impact the handicraft manufacturing industry in the noble lords' own territories, so the nobles opposed it.

Alterac's original class has been purged for about three years after Aiden's death, and the old nobles have basically become cold. During the Orc War, Alterac was the hardest hit area, and its production base was completely destroyed. Now, the entire kingdom lacks everything except grain, wood, and cattle and horses. In this feudal kingdom where the seller's market is the dominant factor, the king takes the lead as a dumper. As long as he does not eat alone, there will be very little opposition.

Moreover, there are only two steel mills and one casting workshop. Although they have an overwhelming efficiency advantage over the original blacksmith shop, they are still in short supply when it comes to the needs of hundreds of thousands of people in Alterac.

Therefore, expanding reproduction has become a hot topic in Alterac.

Originally, the old father Alex wanted to sell the factory construction rights to relieve financial pressure, but Carlos refused. No way, in my poisonous Alterac, I don't believe in any competition that brings about technological innovation.

State-owned, state-owned, or state-owned, there is no problem for those with money to invest in shares, and there is no problem for shipment and distribution at preferential prices. As for how to produce and what to produce, I, Ka Aotian, has the final say.

Even if the king is so arrogant and unreasonable, the nobles and wealthy businessmen still kneel down without moral integrity in the face of huge interests.

Let everyone have their own fork has become a political slogan.

Behind this is Carlos's attempt to use productivity to influence the social structure.

The political effect was not obvious, but commercially it was very successful.

In less than a year, Alterac's iron products have successfully impacted the artisanal blacksmith shops including Lordaeron and Gilneas.

If it weren't for the huge gap in the country, and Dalaran's mouth that could never be filled, it is estimated that the first commercial war in the human world would have started.

Anyway, the Wildhammer dwarves in Eagle's Nest Mountain have already asked Carlos to protect his business partners. At least in the same position, the treatment of the Wildhammer dwarves must be 20% higher than that of the Bronzebeard dwarves in Ironforge.

Sanchui is a family, tsk tsk.

The unique geography of Alterac allowed Carlos to do whatever he wanted as long as he guarded Anhador and Tarren Mir, even if he launched the Great Leap Forward.

But within the alliance, there is big trouble.

It has nothing to do with military affairs. Turalyon has exhausted the last vitality of the orcs over a long period of time, and the army from the south finally extended its tentacles into the dark swamp.

The conditions were ripe for a final battle.

After streamlining and streamlining, Turalyon now has less than 20,000 available troops. Even so, the cost of maintaining such an army has become a huge burden within the alliance.

Turayan wrote to Carlos complaining more than once: You said that at the beginning, the army of 200,000 regular troops and 100,000 reserves could be supported by a real army of 300,000 troops. Now there are only 20,000 troops. Why are you complaining so much?

Carlos thought for a while, but after all, he didn't say anything to Turalyon in his reply.

Because in the Elvin area, there are nearly one million survivors in the Storm Kingdom.

This is really beyond the expectations of the countries in Lordaeron.

After being plowed by the orcs over and over again, I originally thought that the Morgan Militia and Lakeside Town were the last human gathering places in the south.

As a result, after the recovery of Stormwind City, God knows where these people were hiding before, but in just a few months, they gathered in such a huge number.

In the continent of Lordaeron, because of Lothar, Terenas, Carlos, and the hard struggle of the Alliance, half of the country has been spared the baptism of war. At least half of the country has been able to resume production, and life has been easier.

As for Elwynn Forest, farmers who want to farm have returned to the state of stone knives and stone hoes.

In one word, miserable.

A large amount of materials were used to resettle the victims, and it is not difficult to imagine Turalyon's plight.

From a rational and broad perspective, there is nothing wrong with doing this.

But the landlord’s family has no surplus food either.

Do you expect a bunch of feudal aristocrats to carry forward the spirit of communism that is difficult to support from all sides?

Damn it, Stormwind!

Terenas, the old father-in-law, could hardly stand the pressure.

Especially since Anduin Lothar has been dead for almost a year.

I can't have butter every day, but who cares whether you have bread or not.

If it weren't for the orcs who were on the run committing crimes every now and then, the people of Lordaeron would have almost forgotten how terrifying the Horde was.

Time is really the sharpest knife in the world.

Carlos, who was domineering in the country, patiently waited for the seeds he planted to take root and speak out, patiently accumulating strength, and seemed not to care about the outside world except for the affairs of the Knights of the Silver Hand.

His gesture more or less appeased the mood of others, and also made the world selectively forget his contribution to the alliance.

Until Turalyon's messenger arrived in Lordaeron with a blood-stained letter.

Until a terrible news spread across the human world again.

Orcs, increase the number of troops.

The tribe is back.