It seems like it was a bit overdone...
In order to facilitate things, Carlos's only criterion for selecting his entourage is loyalty. To put it more harshly, they are lickers.
Everything Carlos does is done with forethought.
The King of Knights will not make mistakes. If he makes a mistake, he is still playing a big game of chess. I cannot understand because I am too superficial.
What did your majesty say, what should I do, die? Roar, roar!
Unconditional trust is certainly a good thing, but Carlos is only a human being, not a god. His "foresight" is just the least bad decision made after repeated choices, and his "wiseness and martial arts" are just under the condition of unequal information. Play pig eat tiger. Carlos knew that he too could make mistakes.
But he had no friends with him who could advise him.
Although having great power and arbitrariness is satisfying for a while, it is also a bit of a headache if I don’t even have a buddy who can help with analysis.
Dandema cannot be counted.
This old night elf ruffian only has very keen judgment in life-and-death battles. In addition, he has trouble getting along with his sister and wife. This time the Ere'Thalas strategy is not for him. More like a fun adventure.
When asking Dandema for countermeasures, Carlos might as well have reversed the advice of Erudite Gildas.
Now the conflict lies in the bottom line of greed.
For Carlos, Elre'Thalas was a secondary goal during this trip to Feralas. After the trip to the Realm Gate was completed in a strangely smooth way, no matter how many benefits he gained from Elre'Thalas, Just added value.
The saying that your time is very valuable is true and correct for Carlos. Now Carlos must consider the cost of time in everything he does.
Even if you withdraw now, the profit will be enough, although it is a bit unkind.
But unlike the violent demolition of the static prison, Carlos made an attempt. The magic used by Torsedlin to seal the royal library was extremely powerful. With his own strength, it was not impossible to destroy the sealing magic with brute force. But the difficulty level has exceeded the level of grinding an iron pestle into an embroidery needle, and is close to the Yu Old Man moving mountains.
Very uneconomical.
It is simply a foolish dream to rely on a thousand people to evacuate the best part of an ancient city during the Kaldorei Empire of the night elves, which had a population of over one million at its peak.
Even adding two thousand tauren would not work.
Adding six hundred ogres still won't do it.
Even if we count more than five thousand upper elf ***, it still won't work.
The false prosperity in front of him is nothing but the result of Prince Torsedrin's self-exile.
No one knows what Torcedrin was doing by sealing himself and key members of Syndra inside the Royal Library.
But killing Immortar cut off the supply of magic power to the Royal Library, and Tortheldrin could tell that as long as the Elf Prince took action, it would be a big move.
So Carlos already wanted to quit.
But Gildas couldn't let him go, and even Chen Guang had the possibility of rebounding.
It is unknown whether Carlos can withstand Torcedrin's wrath, but the elves of Elrethalas and Gildas must not be able to.
This creates a deadlock.
There is no need to test Gildarts's bottom line. As long as Carlos withdraws his troops, the more than 10,000 elven troops who have maintained a strangely neutral attitude will definitely attack.
So Carlos didn't dare to be too tough.
Gildas will be responsible for breaking the magic protection of the Royal Library, and Carlos will be responsible for pushing the map. This is the basic agreement reached after repeated wrangling between the two parties.
Just like that, another week passed.
Although the high elves of Elre'Thalas and their distant relatives of the high elves in Quel'Thalas parted ways on the path of magic, it does not mean that the high elves' arcane masters are wastes of a backward era.
The high elves have the sunwell, and the rich have their own ways of playing. The high elves also innovate on the path of arcane magic, and they are not static and complacent.
At least when it comes to absorbing demons, the craftsmanship of the high elves seems a bit rough compared to that of their fellow upper elves.
What's the point of bullying the mana floating dragon? The mana floating dragon is so spicy that you can't stand it, so why should you suck the mana floating dragon?
Look at the craftsmanship of other upper-level elves, sitting on the ground like a wolf and sucking up dirt!
Gildarts became more and more impatient as time went by. In the end, he was too lazy to pretend to be clumsy and just used his true skills.
A huge royal library, a high-tower and fortress-like building, was completely sealed into a whole by Tortheldrin's magic. Carlos had a level of protection that didn't even react when he fired the blade chariot, and was forcibly defeated by Gildarts. A big hole was sucked out, cow [beep].
What does this case illustrate?
knowledge is power?
Is it difficult to guard against house thieves day and night?
From his own point of view, Carlos feels that the biggest truth is that people are forced to come out, and so are elves.
The shadow of Prince Tortheldrin loomed over Elre'Thalas, and Gildarts could no longer bear it.
So he summoned a group of apprentices, personally arranged the magic circle, solidified part of the magic seal, and then sucked out a hole. Although the wall without magic protection is still strong, it is no longer an indestructible barrier.
It took three full days and more than a hundred arcanists who worked tirelessly to work together. Torsedlin's powerful magic was finally exploited by his own people.
Carlos did not refuse, ordered his troops and generals, and got ready to work.
"You really don't need my help?"
Hamuul had obviously gained weight in just two weeks. When he asked Carlos, he got a positive answer.
"No. I need you to ensure the safety of the retreat. What we are facing is not some weeds and fish, but the Elf Prince Torsedrin who stood at the top ten thousand years ago. I will also leave the ogre to you. Just use them, don't care about their life or death. Make sure the escape route is clear, and suppress any changes that may occur. And, contact your compatriots outside the city."
"You are not optimistic about this operation? Wouldn't it be better not to go?"
"Being a human being requires integrity. Are you willing to be friends with a guy who has no credibility?"
"But those elves are obviously trying to trick you, and even a tauren like me can tell it."
"Even if they are trying to trick me."
"I will look out for you."
Hamuul Rune Totem patted his chest and promised, watching Carlos enter the Royal Library.
Everywhere you look are traces of books and magic.
Concrete magic and flying books outline a fantasy stage play. Carlos and his men observed with great interest the low-key, luxurious and connotative decoration of the Royal Library of the Highborne Elves in Elre'Thalas, selectively Ignoring Gildarts' anxiety.
Where are people?
Ah, no, where are the elves?
Where are all the highborne arcanists of Syndra?
The Royal Library was once just a library, but after the explosion of the Well of Eternity and the substantial break between Eretharas and Darnassus, the library became the palace of Prince Tortheldrin, Eretha The center of politics and magic in Rath.
The Royal Library, which was supposed to be garrisoned by three thousand highborne elves, was now deserted in the lower area, looking spooky and full of unknown fears.
"Are you kidding me? Master Kildas, those ivory towers can hold thousands of people?"
Carlos came in worriedly, looking fascinated by the show.
"I'm afraid His Highness the Prince used some magic to hide his traces."
Gildarts led Carlos to where "theoretically" Torsedrin should be, but he gasped for air.
