The city gate is easiest to break through from the inside, Carlos is convinced.
Since the deadline has been missed, we must rush back tomorrow. He simply sent a message to Tirion Fordring, telling him that he was safe, but there were other important matters.
Then Carlos began his fishing career.
If a family, as a royal family, does not have a few soldiers who are willing to die for it, then it is not far away from the destruction of the family.
A king who does not cultivate a few die-hard loyalists who are openly opposed to him will simply deserve to be overthrown.
Looking at the nobles in Alterac, Carlos thinks there are only two and a half who can be called politicians.
One of them is his father Alex Barov, and Carlos thinks he is at least half of him.
The late King Aiden counted as one when he was young, but unfortunately the pressure exerted on him by the years reduced him to 0.25, and the remaining 0.75 was added by Queen Sasha.
Carlos accepted Sasha's proposal and made his own promise.
So he wanted to know if his aunt kept her promise.
However, when Carlos sneaked into the mansion where Sasha used to retire, he discovered that the late queen had already smelled the smell and left Alterac City two months ago.
What a keen political sense.
Without Sasha's help, Carlos had no better way to get the list of "opponents."
Since there was no shortcut, Carlos waited patiently to see what monsters and monsters were in his capital.
As a result, a strange war situation emerged.
In two days, alarm bells rang in the city of Alterac. The atmosphere on the city wall was tense, and Tirion was still flustered outside the city. However, miraculously, both the royal army and the king's army suffered zero casualties. On the contrary, within the city, many crimes committed atrocities in the name of war.
If there was no outside interference, Carlos even wanted to stay like this for ten more days and a half, because under such pressure, many hidden dirty things were exposed by the dirty people.
But this is not possible. The elven fleet in Quel'Thalas cannot always wait at sea, and his old father-in-law cannot always wait and watch.
And Carlos can't always avoid his real wife and son.
There is actually not much time left for him.
In particular, Neltharion, the king of the black dragon, is most likely to be in the city.
After the initial fright, Carlos also figured out that he had no chance of winning when facing his eldest cousin.
Because the Black Dragon King didn't dare to use all his strength, his injuries might be more serious than imagined.
The Black Dragon King Neltharion gave up his name and changed his name to Deathwing. One of his biggest features is that he used the elementium to build a pair of armor for himself in Deep Rock Continent.
This piece of elemental armor is not simply to increase defense, but also to restrain Deathwing's body that is collapsing due to the powerful force.
Without this armor, Neltharion has peerless divine power but dare not use all his strength, because if he uses too much force, it will not be its enemies that die, but itself.
Coupled with the strange circumstances of the previous meeting, although Carlos was emotionally incomprehensible, he rationally analyzed and came to an incredible conclusion - the Black Dragon King was kind to him.
After eliminating the threat from Neltharion, Carlos believed that two days of observation was enough.
Then he came to the city gate at dawn.
Carrying the best sword, putting on the coolest armor, wearing the brightest accessories, and riding the most powerful horse, Carlos stepped into the military camp alone.
Faced with doubts and questions, Carlos had only one answer.
"My name is Carlos Barov, and I am a paladin."
This was his last act of mercy.
All the troops whose loyalty could be determined were either outside the city or in the palace. For these troops defending the city, Carlos gave them a chance to choose for the sake of maintaining order.
Unfortunately, they didn't catch it.
"How can the king be alone!"
"Catch this traitor who pretends to be a king!"
As he sighed, Carlos waved the sharp blade in his hand, and a huge scar penetrated the entire military camp, even leaving a mark on the inside of the solid city wall.
Power, no wonder countless people are crazy about you.
With fear in his eyes, Carlos rode his horse up to the top of the city step by step.
Knocking away all the weapons thrown at him, Carlos didn't want to hurt anyone anymore, so he just moved forward silently.
After cutting off the chains that blocked the city gate, Carlos found that the roads had been blocked with stones by the soldiers guarding the city.
Very correct handling, very smart officer.
It's a pity that he is not my person.
Sorry, it may hurt innocent people, but in Azeroth, innocence is not a reason for immunity.
I've given you a chance.
Carlos reversed the hilt of the sword, held the sword with both hands, and thrust it into the stone at his feet.
The majestic power of holy light surged out under Carlos's guidance...
The walls collapsed.
The broken stones and the remains of the city gate flew into the sky under the power of Carlos. After the smoke cleared, facing the rising sun, Alterac's God of War rode on his horse with his back to the army outside the city, and issued his own The cry.
"People of Alterac, listen, your king is back!"
Then the king's army entered the city.
Then, all kinds of monsters and monsters stood in front of Carlos.
After discovering that Carlos's army was not as large as expected, the rebel conspirators quickly united and tried to eliminate the orthodox "king" of Alterac through numbers.
Although the "unbelievable" fall of the city gate was beyond their expectations, the Grand Duke Regent's inaction gave them the courage to resist.
They didn't understand that this was really what Carlos wanted.
A bloodless revolution is nothing more than a game of house deceiving oneself and others.
Without regaining control of Alterac, how could Carlos face the coming miserable fate.
So, my enemies, please die.
After the enemy poured out of the streets and alleys to surround himself and the army.
Carlos let out a long sigh of relief.
"Listen, surrender without killing!"
No one responded to Carlos's plea to surrender.
So Carlos waved his hand and attacked.
"Father, why are you stopping me? Alterac is at your fingertips! I have taken control of the palace. If I kill that Carlos, I can let Alex Barov pass the throne to me. This country will be ours! "
Nefarian couldn't believe his father Neltharion's order.
The Black Dragon Prince keenly discovered the loopholes in Carlos' plan, and decisively used magic to control the Alterac palace, blocking all information in and out, and imprisoning Alex Barov and all his cronies.
Nefarian was preparing for a good show. He simply did not believe that those stupid and incompetent Alterac nobles could kill their king with the sheer number of armies. So Nefarian waited, waiting for Carlos to fight his way to the palace in a bloody battle, and controlled his father to deny his identity to his face.
What an interesting play!
Why did his father stop him?
Nefarian didn't understand it intellectually and didn't accept it emotionally, so he questioned his father.
"Because I don't like it."
With just a look and a word from Neltharion, Nefarian surrendered, but his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.
"Give you a chance to use your strength to defeat the enemy head-on, then I will no longer interfere with your actions."
Neltharion thought for a moment and said.
Nefarian raised his head and showed a proud expression, left the room, walked onto the balcony, and then jumped.
Just when Carlos was leading the charge into no man's land, a high-pitched dragon roar came, and a huge black shadow covered the nascent sun.
