When Carlos left the fighting post, Alterac understood for the first time just how powerful the Barov family's genes had been for hundreds of years.
It’s really yours, King of Knights!
Even when Anduin Lothar unified the alliance's military strength, he was only able to command the entire army. This was because of his high personal prestige.
But Carlos is different, really different.
Obviously, since he ascended the throne, state affairs have basically been handed over to his father Alex Barov. He has been leading the army all year round, and even left the country with the illusion that the king does not understand politics (literacy) and governance (letters).
But when Carlos actually started to allocate materials for production integration, the rumors were self-defeating.
The vassals of my vassals are not my vassals. Only I can follow my own path?
Under the threat of the undead, the old rights were broken, and the king's power was enforced by the army.
Carlos, who stayed in Alterac, relied on hundreds of thousands of troops to completely ignore all the offended voices, and completed the deployment of supplies as the supreme ruler of the alliance.
Although in Carlos' view, the transformation of production relations and the transformation of the alliance from a temporary military alliance to a total war form are more important than simple military operations.
But just because of the simple act of sending the needed supplies to the right people, news of a great victory came from Andorhal.
Before Carlos unified military affairs, the general way for the troops to need supplies was to ask the quartermaster at the company level. If they had it, they would have it, and if they didn't, they would wait. The quartermaster reported to the legion commander that the whole legion was short of something. If the legions stationed around the city are okay, you can "beg" from the gentlemen in the town council, or you can pool your efforts to provide the military men with what they want, or you can directly pool a sum of money, and the military men can place the order directly. Go to the Chamber of Commerce to buy it.
As for things like the Ministry of Defense and the Military Department, I'm sorry, Quel'Thalas, the lighthouse of civilization, doesn't have them either. You still expect the human kingdom to have them.
Whose family raises the army, and whoever raises the soldiers gets paid.
When you join the army, you will be given a set of weapons and equipment, and the rest depends on whether the legion commander has the ability to make money for his brothers.
The legions in the feudal era were basically just like this. The ruling class was relieved and the officers were satisfied. There was nothing wrong with it.
In real wars, for example, for the expeditionary force led by Uther, Terenas directly assigned a hundred blacksmiths and a larger number of other types of craftsmen, so he could do it himself.
After Carlos truly took control of the alliance, he was desperate.
Is this FMD a combat corps or a construction corps?
So he began to set up the first military department in the history of the human kingdom.
The first is to separate production units from combat units.
The second is the training of civilian officers responsible for statistical deployment.
Finally, thanks to his thinking ability that was greatly enhanced by the Holy Light, Carlos found that when he was planning 100,000-level military supplies, his writing efficiency could not keep up with the speed of his thinking.
So after the mages of Dalaran were forced to sign military orders with their fingerprints, a magic circuit external thinking printer was completed from design to launch in just three days.
The centralized allocation of materials naturally involves the problem of corruption and waste.
But this is a matter for the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Carlos himself had been a front-line general for a long time, and he knew very well that front-line troops were always short of necessities.
Find out how much munitions were burned when you retreated after defeat.
As long as the materials needed on the front line are delivered to users at the right time, some "loss" is acceptable.
The waste of victory is more valuable than the incorruption of failure.
Therefore, under the leadership of the supreme ruler of the alliance, Carlos Barov, a large number of explosives, thick full-body armor, various engineering equipment parts, holy water, and medicines occupied the majority of the transportation capacity.
Instead, the more "important" military supplies such as food, clothing, and military pay were stuck by Carlos in various temporary warehouses built on the Alterac Plateau.
More than twenty years have passed since the Second Orc War, and humans have forgotten how to fight a total war.
It is simply impossible to command the entire alliance just by relying on the few military nobles in Alterac.
Simply Magni Bronzebeard and the Ironforge reinforcements he brought are still there.
There was no thought of sending the king to the front line. Carlos felt happy both physically and mentally when he saw Magni Bronzebeard burying his head in the papers.
Of course, you can't show it on face.
"Oh! What a great victory. Uther's heart is really big. He fought continuously for two days and two nights. All the undead minions within ten kilometers outside Andorhal were wiped out. This is an amazing result, especially Here, look here, a conservative estimate is that at least 70,000 soldiers of the Scourge were wiped out, while our losses were less than 7,000. What an amazing victory, Carlos."
Magni Bronzebeard waved the battle report and shouted to Carlos excitedly.
Other officers present also roared with excitement.
Carlos smiled and waited for everyone to vent their emotions for a while, then took out a document from a large pile and handed it to Magni Bronzebeard.
"Um, ah, oh...what! 130,000 pounds of strong gunpowder, 3,000 gallons of holy water, 1,900 barrels of fuel, and all the enchanting oil, all, not a single bit left, all used up!!! [ A foul language that made the female dwarf glare angrily], does that bastard Uther know how difficult it is for us to transport these things to the front line? It is simply more difficult than managing Ironforge!"
Urgent, Urgent, Urgent in capital letters.
Along with the good news, Uther sent various statistical bills and applications for material replenishment.
Facts have proved that sufficient armaments play a vital role in the victory or defeat of the war.
Even with the full support of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Uther had never fought such an extravagant war in the Burning Steppes.
A total of 12,000 sets of airtight turtle shell armor, except for the eye slits and the breathing holes on the cheeks, there are really no flaws.
A normal soldier wearing this kind of armor would not be able to walk for up to half an hour.
Uther really just changed people without changing armor, and forcibly used the turtle shells that could break the teeth of ghouls to form a battle line to divide the battlefield, and used a large number of long-range weapons to cover the firepower.
For two days and two nights, Andorhal's alliance troops cut through the flesh and bones of the Scourge like old farmers harvesting in autumn.
The Knights of the Silver Hand were divided into three brigades, ready to carry out targeted attacks on the high-level units of the Undead Legion at any time.
In the end, the undead army, which lacked high-end combat power, was beaten and had no choice but to trade quantity for combat loss ratio.
But Uther was not a fool. Seeing that the minions of the natural disaster that had dispersed the unit density to form an encirclement circle began to gather again, he decisively retreated to Andorhal.
Therefore, the Scourge, with a weak command system, after enduring the baptism of justice from heaven, took the initiative to retreat, dispersed again, acted like an abandoned son, and prepared to continue to use their numbers to drag the Alliance army in Andorhal.
"Magni, I will continue to work hard for you next."
Carlos patted the old man on the shoulder.
"Wait, you are...don't even think about it!"
Magni grabbed Carlos' waistband.
Even if I, Magni Bronzebeard, died in Lordaeron and jumped from the Alterac Mountains, I would not let you, Carlos Barov, go to the battlefield alone to be happy. If I write another word, I will be a dog!
