Anomaly Of Warcraft

Before dawn, the guard woke Carlos, who was only asleep in the middle of the night.

When he first became the king, Carlos suffered from delusion of murder, and he told the guards that he had a dream to kill.

The guards said that it is good king, no problem, king, don't worry, we will pay attention!

So when the personal guards asked Carlos to get up, they would put on armor and shields and put on a defensive posture, so that His Majesty did not worry about it at all.

Even more insecure, okay! Meng De, you liar!

As a result, after a long time, Carlos also wanted to understand that if even his personal guard was bought by someone, then he would be tricked. The failure of being a king, and deserved to be assassinated, has nothing to do with the loyalty of the guards.

But Carlos was embarrassed to tell his subordinates that killing someone in a good dream was a joke, so he had to endure the steel shield in front of him when he woke up unnaturally.

"Your Majesty, Master Alleria is looking for you with an emergency military situation."

Seeing that His Majesty the King was awake, the shield-holding guards stepped back and reported the military situation.

"understood."

Carlos finished speaking and closed his eyes again.

"Your Majesty, General Turalyon, they are already waiting for you."

The shield guard wanted to say something, but Carlos drew his hand axe from under the pillow and chopped it.

After a bang, Carlos breathed a sigh of relief.

"You bastards, did I spoil you? The guards do what the guards are supposed to do, and don't mix in other things, do you understand?"

"Your Majesty, knowing that you get up very angry, the heavy siege shield that I specially selected, would you like to do it twice?"

"roll!"

After driving away his guard, Carlos got up and washed his face, shaking his head to go to the meeting.

What is the emergency military situation?

Carlos believes that there is a reason, trolls and orcs will never be drawn to come and jump around Querlins, most of them Turalyon is showing his courtesy.

As a result, when Carlos dangled and felt the joint command, life gave Carlos a slap in the face.

"Carlos, the high elves' scouts spotted a 500-person troll approaching us."

Turalyon said.

"what?"

"The high elves' scouts spotted a 500-person troll approaching us."

Turalyon repeated it.

"Have I heard voices? Trolls? Five hundred people, dare to come to trouble us? Not to mention us, it's not difficult to clean up five hundred trolls, isn't it? Will there really be war?"

Carlos felt that his IQ had been insulted by the troll.

"Don't worry about what Zujin thinks, anyway, the troll is here. Well, the troll from the tribe is here."

Turalyon thought for a while, and emphasized the issue of the troll's camp.

"What else are you thinking about, Aslan, Henry Shett, after you are surrounded by five hundred people, Alleria, scout out. Turalyon, go, let's go to the theater, of course the trolls of the Horde Let the trolls of the alliance deal with it!"

Carlos, who was not so clear-headed, did not find that his orders were a little too much. The humans and the elves were under the joint command and were not under his command. But Alleria agreed with Carlos's order, nodded and said nothing. Turalyon didn't care at all.

Unconsciously, Carlos stood in the leading position of the coalition forces.

Tustin Gou United, a troll mercenary belonging to Alterac Kingdom.

In the troll language, Tustin Gou means "welcome".

Although the trolls don't understand why they use such a word as their army designation, the employers use the troll vocabulary, which makes the trolls very happy.

"Gou Tajin, the order has come down. Our first battle was Zujin's team."

In trolls, the suffix "gold" means noble, leader.

Originally, Gotta was not qualified to be called Gottajin, but these three hundred trolls have already put life and death out of the question. Before leaving Zumasha, Ilshawens gave Gotta permission to use it as a priest." Gold" qualifications.

"Do your compatriots kill each other?"

"In just a few days, you have learned the sentimentality of human beings? What kind of compatriots are Zuaman's gangsters."

Allowing other trolls to discuss and quarrel, Gottajin just quietly polished the blade of the war spear with gravel.

The sense of ethnic identity between trolls is actually quite poor. Except for the partners of the same clan, trolls of other clans can also be food and sacrifices to another clan.

Seeing that the war spear was almost polished, Gou Tajin knocked the ground with the war spear.

The sound was not loud, but the trolls became quiet.

"Isn't this something that was expected? Seven heads can not win the trust of His Majesty King Carlos. Blood and exploits. Every time we kill an enemy, a compatriot of Zumasha will get food for three days, which is fair. , Isn't it?"

Gottajin's words have the power to calm people's hearts.

"These days, I have been observing and studying human society, asking about mercenary groups. When I understood, I suddenly found that I didn't dislike the identity of mercenaries at all. Before, we hunted in the mountains and the reward came from hunting. Beast. Now, accepting the new human rules and rewards from the king, it makes no difference, doesn’t it? My compatriots. We must let Zujin know that Zuaman’s warriors are worthless in front of our Moss clan. Just a mention. In the past, the animal tartar spear could be used to clean up those who crossed the boundary. Now with the steel spear, they can only die faster. Then, besides buying food for Zumasha's compatriots, the bounty still has a little bit left. Change drinks."

In a burst of cruel and deep laughter, the trolls accepted the words of their gang leader Gotajin and relaxed.

The new troll seems not so different from the previous one.

"Dear Gottajin, the mankind has sent ten sets of full armor, which are said to be an advance reward."

"Then take it."

Gou Tajin believed more in the war spear in his hand than in full body armor.

When it was ready, Zumasha's troll mercenary group pulled out of the camp with a scattered formation.

"I prepare a rich breakfast for you, Gottajin. The Alliance is never stingy with victory."

Carlos watched Gotakin walk in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, and said.

The battlefield is not a military parade, and there is no need for the soldiers to line up and move forward. Seeing the heavy sniffles and bloodthirsty eyes of the troll, Carlos was very satisfied, and his teeth were broken. Xiuma was satisfied with himself, and all the soldiers sent were really strong. Warrior and old hot hunter.

"His Majesty Carlos, moderate hunger can more arouse the wildness of the soldiers. Compared with a rich breakfast, I hope that when Tustingo returns from victory, I can get a more generous reward."

Gottajin spoke in a not-so-fluent common language.

"Okay, very good. There are five hundred enemies. I sent a thousand people around and outflanked. The task of blocking the enemy frontally is left to you."

Carlos was too tall, and in order to show his respect, Gotta Kington sat very low and low, which made Carlos need to kneel on one knee in order to slap the troll leader on the shoulder.

"No, Your Majesty, I hope you grant me this honor."

"What glory?"

"The new troll needs to prove his loyalty to the Alliance. Please let us, Tustin Gou, punish the 500 traitors who have joined the tribe alone."

Carlos hesitated for a moment.

"Well, I bestow you this honor."

After the combat troops left and agreed, Carlos greeted a guard.

"Go and inform Turalyon that we should go and let him take all his hands."

"Why, can't bear your toys?"

Alleria did not know when she stood behind Carlos.

"That is, my own troll, I can fight, but the old king next door can't fight."

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