Carlos was not a good father.
Even though he himself has a good father who is perfect in all aspects.
Even the simplest Alex Barov cannot treat his descendants the same way he treats himself.
Because the identity of the monarch and the father are in conflict.
The Curse of Loneliness does not bypass the Knight King.
This is Game of Thrones.
How powerful can a strong man who has never given up daily exercise for decades be?
No one in the league wanted to feel Carlos Barov's wrath firsthand.
Therefore, giving crooked ideas to his heirs has become a highly rewarding thing.
Everyone knew that Carlos Barov wanted to be the Emperor of Mankind.
In fact, if it were not for the excessive use of "authority" in the industrialization of magic, no one could stop Carlos Barov from ascending the throne and proclaiming himself emperor just because he defeated the undead natural disaster.
Authority is invisible and intangible, but it is truly reflected at the social level.
Therefore, the Northern Expedition to Northrend is considered by many to be a military operation by Carlos Barov to clear the last obstacle.
As long as the Alliance takes care of the Lich King, Carlos Barov's insufficient "authority" will be abundant again, which can support him to ascend the throne of the emperor.
Therefore, it is impossible to talk about the feelings of family and country to a guy who only has power and desire in his mind.
Everyone is guessing when Carlos will leave for Northrend to win the final victory. They all think that Varian Wrynn and the Barov family have already negotiated a price, and the king of Stormwind City is just a token of his gratitude. Brother, go and take a seat.
The truth of the matter is that Carlos cannot leave the Lordaeron region at all.
The industrialization of magic has liberated the potential productivity accumulated by mankind for hundreds of years, but it has also brought about social problems like a mountain and a tsunami.
The people Carlos sees most every day are not his parents, brothers, wife and children, or even his own bodyguards, but the secret agents of the Alliance Intelligence Service.
In Azeroth, where magic exists and is widely used, the contradiction between social productivity and the material needs of the people is not the most fundamental contradiction. After surviving the most difficult post-war recovery period, the vast land of the Eastern Kingdom fed the Alliance. It shouldn’t be too easy for the total population of all ethnic groups that is less than 10 million.
In fact, due to the industrialization of magic, the Lordaeron region already had a problem of overproduction. It was the military operation of the Northern Expedition in Northrend that alleviated the onset of the Great Depression.
As long as the products are produced, there will definitely be someone to buy them. Such a beautiful current situation means that the "war perpetuity theory" of the Church of the Damned and the Twilight Sect can always be sold to black-hearted capitalists.
It is not a bad thing to let the frontline troops suffer a small loss. A harmless failure can better stimulate the market and increase prices...
All kinds of specious and heresies were spreading in the countryside of Hillsbrad, and Carlos couldn't imagine what Lordaeron would be like after he left.
Anduin Lothar wrote a letter to comfort Carlos Barov. This is because the Lich King is afraid, which shows that the war in Northrend has greatly frightened the undead Scourge, forcing them to use the remaining lurking personnel to carry out the operation. Heartwarming work of destruction.
This is a good thing!
It is much better for these cancers hidden deep within the alliance to be unearthed now than for the abscesses to completely corrode the body and then burst.
Yes, yes, Sir Lothar is right, but in Carlos's view, the awakened ones are much scarier than abscesses. They are untimed bombs, even scarier than time bombs. Who knows when they will explode.
Especially when it comes to the Northern Expedition to Northrend, the Awakeners only have a small reconnaissance force led by Thoras Trollbane.
Actually...
It is true that the Alliance Intelligence Office is just doing nothing. How many troops were secretly transferred from Lordaeron City? The estimate given by the intelligence personnel is at least 150,000.
It made Carlos want to rebel and attack the city of Lordaeron mercilessly.
However, Anduin Lothar's face fruit ability was blessed by gold coin magic, and the theory of division of labor among awakened people was becoming popular.
Due to the strong opposition of the dwarfs, automated production and intelligent production are strictly divided in the alliance. There are no cheap magic robots that can completely replace manual labor. The sweatshop of the awakened ones has a huge advantage in terms of cost.
So much so that some guys who made money from the industrialization of magic began to advocate that the powerful and spellcasters occupy the upstream industries, while civilians engage in the downstream industries, and letting the millions of "widows" in Lordaeron engage in mid-range production is the most reasonable and effective industry. Integrated approach.
Carlos feels every day that this month's expedited list is not enough.
However, Northrend has to continue to send follow-up reinforcements and increase the transfer of materials.
Before dealing with the undead natural disaster, I really don’t dare to play a big purge on the basic board.
The first phase of the undersea tunnel between Ironforge and Stormwind City has begun. The dwarf war to regain Gnomeregan has also entered a long-term and normalized low-intensity campaign. The wolf plague in the Kingdom of Gilneas has begun in the night elf Druin. It seems to have improved after intervention.
The seemingly powerful forces of the Eastern Kingdom Alliance have inexplicably fallen into the situation of empty nesters who have nothing to do but keep in touch with each other and are busy.
So much so that Carlos had to make some educated guesses. Could it be that the Northern Expedition was a trap set by the Old Gods and the Lich King, in order to deceive Carlos's last mobile troops into Northrend, and then in Lordaeron? Do something big again.
However, Carlos guessed wrong. The big thing the Lich King wanted to do was to find a way to kill Yogg-Saron with Frostmourne. After Enzoth reached an agreement with Yogg-Saron to cooperate, he turned around and negotiated a deal with C'Thun. trade.
The Ancient Gods' game of talking about cooperation while fighting and causing trouble while working together has been going on for tens of thousands of years.
So when the fallen Aregos, the victim Kelestraz, and the dream dragon Merinthra escaped from the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, they thought it was C'Thun who had escaped from trouble and turned his attention to something more evil and grand. plan, to the point of relaxing surveillance on the three dragons whose writing guards read as prisoners.
"We must take the information about the Thousand-Eyed Demon back and tell it to the Dragon Kings."
"Yes, the Ancient God has escaped. Her power is growing rapidly, and we don't have much time left to prepare."
"That's right. One dragon army alone cannot deal with the coming huge threat. We must unite again... Wyrmrest Temple, go to Northrend, I have to go to Wyrmrest Temple. report."
The victim, Kerestraz, looked up at the sun in Silithus that was obscured by the yellow sand, and said to his two companions.
"Then I'll go to the night elves and remind them of Ahn'Qiraj's problem."
Melinsela, the Dream Dragon, thought for a while and made her own decision.
"Then I..."
"You're not going anywhere."
Suddenly, thick tentacles emerged from the ground, and huge eyes filled with evil thoughts opened at the top of the tentacles.
A two-headed ogre wearing a silk coat walked out of the portal opened by the power of shadow, and issued a declaration of victory to the three dragons who maintained the male night elves, female night elves, and male black-haired dwarfs.
"Come on, I'll hold them back."
Arygos shouted, taking the lead in transforming back into dragon form.
"We can deal with it together..."
Kelestraz was also about to transform back into the dragon form, but Melinthera grabbed his arm.
"Aregos is right, we are too weak, we must send the information out!"
"Listen to her. I'm in the best condition. I'll come to the rear."
Arygos's scolding in the dragon form made C'Thun's tentacles and the two-headed ogre in front of him stunned. The red dragon and the green dragon seized the opportunity to fly into the sky, transformed and left. .
After confirming that the two companions had left, Aregos transformed into a dwarf form again and walked towards Cho'gall.
"Did C'Thun regret it?"
Aregos asked.
"Of course not, the master just asked me to give you a farewell gift."
Along with Cho'gall's words, there were also rays emitted by C'Thun's tentacled eyes.
In the light filled with C'Thun's power, Arygos, who had been hungry for more than three thousand years, felt unparalleled power.
Ah, it's throwing tiles.
