Helping the orcs to rebel will inevitably harm the lives of human soldiers. No head with a mission IQ above average would doubt this.
So isn’t Carlos Barov, the man behind all this, a hypocrite?
On one side, they shouted for human justice and advocated a community of shared destiny for Azeroth, while on the other side, they sacrificed the life and death of innocent soldiers.
Whatever...
Only those who have truly experienced war and understand how terrible war is will not be touched by such a farce directed by a "director".
During the battle, life is as thin as paper. It cannot be broken away or shaken off. The wheel of hatred will only stop after crushing enough flesh and blood corpses.
Spartacus was sent to promote the orcs' uprising as a means of uniting the alliance.
After sending Spartacus, he ordered Saidan Dathrohan to secretly mobilize troops with a warrant to prevent the orcs in Azeroth from being infected by Brother Gaomao who was far away from the other side of the stars. I couldn't help but WaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggggH! ! ! One wave, that would be funny.
Therefore, necessary military surveillance is "necessary".
Once Spartacus fails to complete his mission well, then the people who "sympathize" with the orcs' tragic experience today will be the same people who "suppressed" the orc rebellion.
Carlos didn't have the brains to train himself a gravedigger.
"So Spartacus, what does your master want?"
"Want some movement."
They just played one a few days ago, and Spartacus and Orgrim were able to comment on their youth.
Then after the excitement, there was a calmer exchange of interests.
How did you say that?
The real fool is the one who treats others as fools.
That's probably what it means.
Spartacus wanted to sneak into Thrall's team before, which was not difficult. The identity of a defeated and reclusive Juggernaut plus several less "dangerous" battles were enough for Spartacus to provide Thrall with enough "correct" advice as an elder.
But there is Orgrim next to Thrall, so the script cannot continue like this.
Thrall has a sincere heart and wants to save his compatriots, but he is about to face a huge problem.
The current situation of the Frostwolf orcs is that they are brave and foolhardy. They have lived in seclusion in the mountains for almost twenty years. Although they were persecuted by Gul'dan and Black Hand, they started the tragic Second Orc War, which gave the Frostwolf clan precious time to recuperate. , so Drek'Thar could give Thrall nearly a thousand strong Frostwolf orc men with a wave of his hand.
However, the problem also lies here. The Frostwolf Orcs' tactical strategy still remains twenty years ago, in the era when the Horde had just arrived in Azeroth and faced off with the Stormwind City Guards in the Dark Swamp.
The Frostwolf Orcs have no intuitive understanding of the alliance that grew up during the war, nor do they know that the form of "modern" warfare has made great progress in that tragic war.
Fortunately, Thrall understood this, so the young son of Durotan knew very well that he needed a war adviser.
Originally, Spartacus was planning to come to Thrall to play this role.
But being too old to die is a thief. Drek'Thar of the Frostwolf clan prepared the best candidate for Thrall, which frustrated Spartacus's plan.
But this is actually pretty good.
Because the former chief of the tribe was a surreal orc.
Orgrim was keenly aware that Spartacus's butt was no longer on the side of the orcs, at least not on the side of the Frostwolf clan.
Then things are simple.
It's nothing more than negotiating conditions and exchanging benefits.
Spartacus is not a "beast girl" in the true sense. He also has some secret resentment towards the wise, brave and crippled prisoners in the detention center, who regrets their misfortune and is angry with them.
Anyway, Carlos's order is just to "shock" the alliance, so on the premise of completing the task, it is not a big deal to help the compatriots a little bit.
Because no matter whether this is Thrall's "revolution" or the orcs' "riot", the crime has been decided anyway - Red. The mastermind takes the blame.
As the fastest sword and hardest shield in Terenas' hand, the Knights of the Silver Hand are still suppressing the harassment and counterattack of the Blackstone Orcs in the wetlands. Although the Horde has been defeated, the threat of the orcs continues to exist.
However, the wetlands, or the southern continent, seem too far away from Lordaeron and cannot touch the pain points within the alliance.
So a "massive" orc uprising is a perfect target.
Carlos was exhausted physically and mentally in Lordaeron because of the famine problem in the south and from extracting "edible gold" from the landowners' granaries and cellars.
Terenas, the old father-in-law's body, was almost reaching its limit.
Although he didn't know what method he used to hide it, Terenas seemed to be in much better spirits. He was able to sit up half-lying and receive visitors. His face was also rosy, and it seemed that his injury was improving. But Carlos could clearly feel that Terenas' vitality was about to drift away at any time like a candle in the wind.
It was inappropriate to come to Lordaeron at this time, because Arthas was not here.
If Terenas dies, then Carlos will suffer huge criticism because he happens to be in Lordaeron, and the gain outweighs the loss.
But Carlos had to come. If he wanted to solve the famine in the south and raise food and grass, the city of Lordaeron was an unavoidable place.
Inferring from the known situation, the threat of the Cult of the Damned has been contained, the insect-men of Ahn'Qiraj are supported by the night elves, and the Realmgate Adventure is a huge success.
This caused Carlos to change his original plan.
Two years.
It only takes two years to wait for the immigrant upper elves to be settled and for Velen's spaceship to land.
Then Carlos would have the confidence to use his absolute strength to reconstruct the current alliance, and have the confidence to bring the night elves into the alliance before they bleed.
Only then can this true alliance confront the real threat.
After all, before Archimonde circled the tree at the speed of light, the corruption of the Lordaeron Alliance and the arrogance of the night elves were incurable.
However, it was Velen, the Holy Light, the Naaru and his friends who gave Carlos courage.
Therefore, Carlos gave up his original attitude of sending off his teammates while laughing and brushing off, and began to actively intervene in the internal affairs of the Lordaeron Alliance, hoping to support this shaky alliance for another two years.
It is a support, a support that holds up hope, not a disengagement, a drag on.
This made Carlos exhausted physically and mentally, especially since he was cheated by his son and had many worries in front of Terenas. Many things that were originally simple became extremely complicated.
Carlos, who was burdened by a large amount of administrative work, did not notice that manipulating... and indulging the orcs might not be as simple as he imagined.
Thrall is a political newcomer and a good kid, but Orgrim Doomhammer is not.
When Spartacus sent the situation report to Carlos' desk, it was already five days later.
"What are we doing?"
Thrall asked.
"Just dig."
Orgrim waved his hoe while despising Thrall.
The two orcs, one old and one young, worked together and quickly dug out a large box buried deep in the ground.
"What's in here?"
The curious baby Thrall continued to ask, and the answer was Orgrim's Iron Fist.
After being buried in the ground for a long time, the keyhole was blocked, and Orgrim smashed the lock with one punch.
"It contains the last wealth of that tribe."
Orgrim opened the box, and Thrall leaned over.
There was no gold or silver jewelry in the box. On the lower level were some oil-soaked cowhide packages. On top were a set of black plate armor and a dull hammer. Above the armor and hammer, one side had been stained. flag.
"This is?"
Thrall asked as he picked up the flag.
Orgrim reached out and touched his former weapons and armor, looking at the flag with a complicated expression.
"This was the last battle flag of the tribe at that time."
