The expansion of the army is not for fighting, but for maintaining stability. This is very characteristic of your Song Dynasty.
If the whole world is my soldier, then there will be no rebels.
There's nothing wrong with logic wizards.
I have to say that Carlos is indeed not as good as his father in politics.
Azeroth is vast and sparsely populated, so it will not be difficult to resume production. Alterac's existing territory will accommodate an additional million people, and there will be no huge difficulties in land distribution.
The difficulty comes from the three words "why".
We, the people of Greater Alterac, are kindhearted in accepting you refugees, but you still insist on leaving?
This is the truth. If you really want to be reasonable, these refugees who are refusing to leave will be prepared to try not to reason with you.
That's the truth.
It makes no sense.
Therefore, the Grand Duke's judgment was correct. Let's expand the army first, and then talk about resuming production after suppressing these nonsense things.
At the same time, the food ration issue that Carlos was originally worried about was not a problem for Katy.
The reason also makes no sense.
Because a structural food gap is bound to exist.
With the background of the Kingdom of Alterac, if it accepts 200,000 refugees, there will definitely be a food crisis, but if it accepts one million refugees, there will be no problem.
There are three reasons:
First, it was impossible to buy it before. Anyone who dared to sell it to Alterac at a fair price would be punished by his old father-in-law Terenas. Now if you don't sell the stored food in Stromgarde, try to rob you on behalf of justice.
Second, the standards are different. After twenty years of peace, people's living standards have improved significantly. The so-called food crisis is based on the premise of having enough food. Now that the undead and natural disasters are raging, the standards can be lowered, as long as they don't starve to death. Therefore, the structural gap is not as big as imagined. If you are very hungry, there are still snowmen, fishmen, minotaurs, etc. that you can kill for meat.
The third is the blocking battle in the northern part of Hillsbrad. In the long run, it is indeed more significant than the Andorhal offensive and defensive battle.
Because of this war, a large number of refugees fled with all their families.
In other words, many refugees fled with part of their food reserves and were not destitute with nothing.
If you just look at the conclusion, the influx of more than one million refugees into Alterac is simply a humanitarian disaster.
But if you analyze it carefully, it's actually not bad, not that bad.
So it's time for Garithos to come in handy.
Taking a tour group of Lordaeron's military remnants, Carlos led them to the depths of the forest and snowfields.
Although the existence of glorious orcs makes these remnants of the Kingdom of Lordaeron feel uncomfortable, there is no sense of happiness without comparison. Compared with the undead natural disaster, the orcs do not seem to be intolerable.
The destination is Carlos's military industrial base.
The gnomes and dwarves designed these factories for Kalos during the Second Orc War.
Especially the dwarf technology, it is quite shocking.
Whether it's a huge steel-making furnace or a huge machine assembly line that only a few people can operate, or a variety of half-cost prototypes that are not useful but look awesome, they all made Garithos and his team excited. Deep doubt.
What does the Kingdom of Alterac want to do?
The foul-mouthed dwarf craftsmen like to see the human bumpkin looking like he has never seen the world.
"We deserve the trust of His Majesty Carlos, but the foundation is really poor. Many cutting-edge technologies are lost in Gnomeregan. It is too difficult to copy."
The dwarf craftsman originally wanted to ridicule Garithos and those who doubted Carlos' intentions, but Gnomeregan was an indelible pain in the hearts of all dwarves, so he couldn't go on.
Gundam Controller Comrade Carlos Barov gave some kind words of comfort, and after taking Garithos and his companions to appreciate the big toy that he didn't realize was powerful, he led them to the place that really has an impact on the current battle situation. Place - ironworks workshop.
Steam power, steel structure, rivet connection, the huge forging hammer operated by multiple people hammered the red iron embryo one after another amidst the huge roar and mist.
After obtaining the primary embryo, the arcane-enhanced guillotine cuts the primary embryo into the size marked on the design drawing.
Hot oil quenching, stamping forming, secondary heating and tempering, spraying magic material dust, and strong wind cooling forming.
In the eyes of Garithos and other uninformed officers, a strong breastplate was just made.
This is just a production line, a production line specializing in the production of breastplates. Next to this production line, there are also production lines for forging helmets, shoulder armors, and leg armors.
"The process of making hand armor is cumbersome, so there is no dedicated production line. The technical content of greaves is too low, so we outsource it to traditional blacksmith workshops, and people have to eat."
Carlos continued the tour with Garisses and others who had no idea about large-scale industrial production.
Melee weapon forging, artillery processing, crossbow cutting and assembly, and even the assembly of siege tanks, there is no intention to avoid anything.
"This is my method of fighting against the Scourge. Only by giving you the best equipment can you inflict the heaviest blow to the enemy."
"Within five days, I will add two thousand men to you. They are all good guys from Alterac and skilled cavalry, so that you can restore the combat effectiveness of the two integrated corps."
"At the same time, whether it is human armor or war horse vests, they will all be in place at the same time. But as you have seen, manpower is limited. You may have to do the painting yourself hahahaha, don't paint."
Along the way, Carlos talked a lot, and Garithos and the others listened patiently.
After the tour, it’s time to eat.
There were no special treats. Carlos and others ate whatever the technicians at the factory ate.
Simple bread, vegetable gnocchi soup, and portions of sausage and bacon.
"With our current strength alone, it is difficult to carry out a strategic counterattack. Garithos, I need you to go to Hillsbrad and expand our forces in the name of the Lordaeron Legion."
Everyone's attention is focused.
"Then His Majesty Carlos, in what name do you order us to do this? It's..."
Carlos interrupted Garithos with a wave of his hand.
"I know that many people have met with you in the past two days. They are just a bunch of clowns."
Carlos seemed to be choking, stopped talking, took a sip of soup, and took another bite of sausage before continuing.
"I am asking you to do this as the Alliance Grand Marshal. Is there any problem?"
Garithos put the plate aside and stood up.
"Swear allegiance to the Alliance to the death!"
Others wanted to follow suit and shouted the same slogan.
"Eat quickly, food is tight now, so I don't allow it to be wasted."
"As commanded."
After dealing with Garisses' side, Carlos gave each of the visiting officers a well-made saber before leaving.
So Garithos and the others left, and there would be officials responsible for dealing with the specific details.
Carlos stayed here because he needed to receive the second group of guests.
Since there are people who do not want Carlos to essentially inherit the Kingdom of Lordaeron, then naturally there are people who are willing to facilitate this.
Favor, interest, investment skills...
It doesn't matter to Carlos. The simplest way to play politics is to fight against each other.
Carlos believes that there is no value in existing for those who are still trying to engage in internal strife in the face of a natural disaster.
