Why does Carlos have the guts for a human with hundreds of dragons to show off among tens of thousands of trolls?
There are of course many reasons. Top novels are updated the fastest
For example, the intrigue between the Evil Moss clan and the Evil Branch clan.
For example, the confusion caused by Zandalari's multi-party negotiations.
For example, Eranikus is awesome and the Dream Guard is invincible.
Such as blocked information.
Things happened so suddenly. What the trolls in Sinsaro knew before was that we wanted to unite with our distant relatives in the north to form a kingdom. What the evilmoss trolls knew was that we wanted to conquer Sinsaro and build a kingdom.
Because Zandalari worked together to promise a bright future to all trolls, killing Gou Tajin, the alliance's dog, became a pledge of honor and a ritual.
Hence Luther King’s calculations.
Finally, the stage is ready and the audience is ready. Are you telling me that the man is back?
Letting go of Ruddkin was part of the plan.
Because his escape will only plunge the former dignitaries of Sinsaro into a deep dilemma of choice.
Needless to say, for the sake of his own status, Luther King will definitely advocate that this is a conspiracy. Just kill Carlos and everything will be fine.
When Xinsaro looked at the fallen city gate, he must have an idea.
This is exactly what Carlos hopes.
There are tens of thousands of trolls. If they really dig into the mountains and flee to the Arathi Highlands, they will be in big trouble.
Giving them hope of defeating the enemy in front of them is the best way to prevent them from escaping.
The same goes for the Bad Moss Troll.
Once the wheel of hatred starts turning, it is more terrifying than the wheel of history. Heaven will not send down a great man, and hatred will usually end only when one of the two parties dies.
Although the Badmoss Trolls were moved by the future described by Luther King, not many were worthy of concrete plans.
Carlos doesn't have time to sway those moss trolls with love.
War, just one war, as long as the Bad Moss Trolls are tainted with the blood and fire of Zinzaro, it will be done.
Carlos didn't have to work hard to promise anything, the evil moss troll would kneel down and surrender.
Because they have no choice.
Luther King was such a pawn.
Throwing Sin'saro into multiple choices, the Bad Moss Troll has no choice.
As Eranikus pressed closer and closer, the Moss Troll finally moved.
The dragon people's preparations for destruction in advance were sufficient, which greatly delayed the actions of Zinsaro's defenders. Tastin Gou's combat effectiveness was also much stronger than that of the Evil Branch Troll's defenders. Looking at the open city gate, The foulmoss trolls have entered Zin'thalor.
And under the threat of fear, no matter who is a compatriot or not, no matter who strikes first, the wheel of hatred that Carlos expected has begun to turn.
"Your Majesty, although there are ten thousand Bad Moss Trolls, many of them are new recruits. The number of Tastin Gou is not enough to completely crush the tens of thousands of enemies in Sinsaro."
Gota Jin and the leaders of the evil moss trolls knelt in front of Carlos who was sitting at the city gate looking at the scenery.
"Then what?"
Carlos asked casually.
"Your Majesty, please give me further instructions."
Gou Tajin lowered his head and said.
"No."
Carlos's words made all the trolls who were waiting with their heads down look up at him.
"..."
Gou Tajin had anticipated many situations on the way here, but he did not expect it to unfold like this, and he was speechless for a moment.
You can't be gentle, you have to be tough. It's the last word to let these guys get Stockholm Syndrome.
Carlos secretly contacted Eranikus and asked Big Brother for help in order to install this capital B.
Then a strong wind pressure hit, and Eranikus' dragon form was suspended behind Carlos. The huge pressure made the trolls' heartbeats slow down a beat.
"you……"
[Brother, you flap your wings too loudly. 】
[Then I turn into a human form? 】
[No, the pressure is not enough. Give me amplification spell. 】
【I can’t. 】
【……】
【……】
[Forget it, I’ll yell at the top of my lungs. 】
"What do you want to do?"
Carlos yelled, but found that the effect was not good, so he jumped down from the city gate, walked in front of these kneeling moss trolls, and started pacing.
And Eranikus discovered that Carlos had gone down to the city gate, so couldn't he stand on top of the city gate?
Sure enough, as long as you are willing to think about it, there are always more difficulties than solutions.
As a result, the thousand-year-old dragon's weight of dozens or hundreds of tons was much more useful than a siege ram, and half of the city gate was crushed, without injuring several Moss Trolls.
For a moment, the team of badmoss trolls entering the city stopped.
Carlos was sure that Gotagin was watching his expression, and he made a dissatisfied look at those who stopped moving in the direction, so Gotagin immediately stood up and shouted loudly.
Looking at the queue that was resuming its advance, Carlos nodded slightly.
Gan! Fortunately, I had good reflexes and resisted the urge to turn back, otherwise I would have lost my ability.
Carlos took a breath to calm down and continued pacing.
"Childish, naive, living in a dream? Your plan is full of loopholes. Thank him, the lackey in your eyes, Gou Tajin, the grand leader of the alliance. If he says a wrong word, I will not give you any chance."
Carlos shouted extremely arrogantly.
"Hey, not convinced? Then come on, starting from you, from left to right, one by one, tell them what are the loopholes in your plan. After the first one says it, the next one says, if it gets stuck, go to hell."
With unusually cold words, the troll named by Carlos was thinking about the feasibility of a sneak attack. Who knew what Carlos' plan was and what loopholes it had.
And so Eranikus' magic arrow ended its life.
The guy on the right side of the dead troll is obviously a smart little guy.
"Lack of preparation, insufficient preparation of planned supplies."
"Next."
Hearing Carlos's words, Comrade Little Smart Ghost breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at Eranikus and quickly lowered his head, fearing the dragon's eyes.
With the example, the next step will be easier. There are only about 200 commanders in charge of the Bad Moss Clan army. Gou Tajin has already dealt with a batch of them before, and those who can be trusted are lined up on the front line to attack the city. Each of the dozens of wavering elements and centrists here can't take much time to say a word.
Carlos didn't pay attention to the troll's answers at all. Instead, it was Eranikus who took the initiative to post a few answers that were repeated and stuck for a long time.
So, after the last person finished fighting, Carlos walked up to Gota Jin.
"What do you think?"
"Luther King's biggest mistake was betraying you."
Look, look, this level of speaking not only flattered him, but also pushed the whole thing to Luther King. He is worthy of being the leader of the mercenary group of the mixed alliance.
Carlos thought for a while and didn't say anything. He just smiled and patted Gotagin on the shoulder.
"You are all sensible people, so why are you so determined to do this kind of plan that is full of loopholes?"
After Carlos finished speaking, he said "Hmm (twice)" heavily.
Then, the trolls trembled again.
Yes, why didn't I find so many loopholes in Luther King's plan before? I just thought about the glory of the troll.
Humans are creatures of herd, and so are trolls. With one slanderous word from one person, those who are unconvinced and the unlucky ones will die, and the rest will naturally start to think.
why?
But Carlos didn't have time to hold a reflection meeting.
"Originally, I was planning to burn them all to death in one go when all of you heads formed a blood alliance to save trouble."
Carlos said harsh words, and Eranikus breathed out a burst of dragon breath in coordination. The scorching flames stung the troll's skin and tense nerves.
With Eranikus's best efforts to cooperate, no evil moss troll suspected that Carlos's words were just an act.
"But Gota Jin, when you asked Luther King if he still remembered me, I was a little touched. It turns out that when I saved the world, I was not forgotten."
Carlos praised himself and continued.
"So I'm going to give you, give you, give the Bad Moss Troll a chance."
Hearing this, the ears of the trolls present stood up.
"Before dawn, all the trolls outside the city will die. There are only ten thousand trolls left in the city. If you can't do that, the dragon will take care of it."
These extremely impactful words made the trolls except Gou Tajin stunned, and some even didn't understand what they meant.
Just one last fire left.
Carlos turned his back to the troll and made a request to Eranikus.
"Dear defender of the dream, the great Lord Eranikus, please pull out the man's hand and hand it over to the evil moss troll. At the same time, please withdraw the dragon army in the forest. Delay the punishment of the foulmoss trolls.”
Then Carlos understood that Eranikus, the old dragon, was also a showman.
"The Grand Marshal of the Alliance, the King of Alterac, the enslaver and protector of the trolls, Queen Ysera's order is to burn all the rebellious trolls to ashes and raze Zinzaro to the ground."
The dragon's ruthless pronouncement made the trolls present almost riot, but the previous drama was well performed. The trolls held back and looked at Carlos longingly.
"But the dragon will not ignore your words. As you said, before dawn tomorrow, if there are only ten thousand trolls left in Sinsaro, the dragon army will give up the punishment plan."
After saying that, Eranikus took up the rubble and flew into the air, killing and injuring the nearby Bad Moss Trolls, before ruthlessly and arrogantly disappearing into the sky.
The green dragons hovering above Zinsaro also flew at very low altitude in the direction of Eranikus, leaving a huge shadow on the troll next to Carlos.
Counting sixty silently in his mind, Carlos said to Gota Jin lightly.
"it's time for lunch."
Then, Carlos casually found a stone that Eranikus had brought down the city wall and sat down.
"Arrange lunch for me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Gotagin yelled at the others to mobilize, hurry up, and then went to arrange Carlos' lunch himself.
It was when Carlos was eating selectively that Eranikus in the form of a night elf came back to him.
"that's it?"
Eranikus asked in Elvish.
"The trolls outside the city have been taken care of. Now let's dispatch the ones inside the city. Gather your dream guards. Something may happen, but we still need to take action."
Although he learned the Elvish language from Dandema, Carlos had no problem understanding it and not having much trouble writing it, but after not using it for a long time, communication became a bit rusty.
However, Eranikus did not mean to find fault, and just nodded silently.
"Would you like to try it? This roasted quail tastes good."
"Okay, just try one."
Eranikus didn't show any pretense, he reached out and grabbed one and ate it.
What a great dragon, Carlos sighed sincerely.
