Anomaly Of Warcraft

The Eversong Forest has been developed and utilized by the Quel'dorei elves for thousands of years, and man and nature have reached an almost perfect harmony. The forest trails in the forest are refurbished to be comparable to the main roads between cities in the human kingdom.

Carlos rode a war horse, the middle of the army marched silently, thinking about the next strategy.

Rushing up troops in a hurry, although there are good reasons and reasonable tactics, from a strategic point of view, it is not profitable for mankind.

Turalyon rode silently for almost three hours. He couldn't stand the silence anymore. The soldiers could still tell jokes, while the captain and the squadron didn't pay attention to taking out a piece of dried meat from his bag and taking two bites. Layan found that there were not many people nearby he could talk to.

Being able to fight with the soldiers is a kind of affinity, and being able to share ups and downs with the soldiers is a kind of perseverance, but as a general, it is impossible to discuss tactics and strategies with the soldiers.

This is not to say that soldiers do not understand tactics and strategies, but that they have different positions, different sources of intelligence, different starting points of thinking and different ways of thinking, and the conclusions they reach are very different.

So he gave an order to his adjutant, Turalyon rode forward, ready to catch up with Carlos, and chat with him.

"Carlos, Zuaman has been wiped out by the elves year after year, is it really useful for us to rush up like this?"

When Turalyon caught up with Carlos from the back of the marching queue, his little mare was already breathing slightly.

"You are not in your team, why are you running here?"

Carlos recovered from Turalyon's words.

"Aren't you bored?"

"You are so boring."

Turalyon was said to be speechless.

"Hey, we have to do something, time is not on our side, I feel very anxious."

Carlos didn't want to demolish Turalyon's platform, so he followed his words.

"What's the meaning?"

"It's been too long since we left Hillbrad Hills."

"Marshal Anduin Lothar is there, what are you worried about?"

Turalyon felt unbelievable, and felt that Carlos was doing fearless care.

"Marshal Lothar's level is of course top-notch, but accidents are called accidents because they always happen at unexpected times and in unexpected places."

Carlos said a piece of nonsense that seemed very philosophical.

"Okay, okay, let us quickly end the chaos here, and then return to the Hillblad war zone. The trolls that have been dealing with for a long time are all trolls, and I almost forget how the orcs should deal with it."

Turalyon loosened the reins, tightened his mount with his legs, pinched the joints with his free hands, and made a clicking sound.

"real?"

Carlos looked contemptuous.

"Polite remarks."

Turalyon felt that Carlos was very boring for a moment.

"I also know that it is not a genius idea to attack Zuaman, but I am actually afraid of fighting a troll in the forest."

Carlos said with lingering fear.

"Isn't it? Isn't your battle of fame about fighting trolls in the Hinterlands? By the way, you are almost becoming an expert in combat against trolls in the league!"

Turalyon looked incredulous.

"Come on, in the Hinterlands, our Alterac army was helped by the dwarves, and we built a bunker all the way to the door of the Witherbark troll in Shadralo. What kind of jungle warfare is that called. And then night battle, It is the most adventurous thing I have ever done in my life. In the jungle, humans are far inferior to elves and trolls, so I dare not and do not want to fight against trolls."

Carlos said sadly.

"So you let out the wind to let the enemy know that our target is Zuaman, and then force the trolls to concentrate their forces and fight against the legion against us?"

Turalyon actually understood Carlos' intentions, but in order to continue the topic, he still followed the interface.

"Yes, a hundred human soldiers may not be able to beat a hundred trolls, but a thousand human soldiers will not be afraid of a thousand trolls at all. I don’t have time to play with the trolls after Zumasha’s strategy. Everyone did a real fight, and I have to go back if I win or lose."

Carlos let out a long sigh of relief.

"But Alleria..."

Turalyon hesitated.

Carlos hit Turalyon with a whip fist in the chest, causing Turalyon to almost lose his balance and fall off his horse.

"what are you doing?"

The punch was not heavy, it was just too sudden, and Turalyon was busy for a while to stabilize his mount.

"What gives you the illusion that you can't handle all of this without our elves?"

Carlos sipped aside in order to express his contempt.

"Then why have it been so long? Our human army has already entered the Eversong Forest, and the army of the Elf Kingdom has not appeared yet? This is unreasonable. Doesn't Anastrian know that the troll has taken refuge in the tribe? "

Turalyon really didn't figure out this problem. Alleria ran for her people, but her king turned a blind eye to the invasion of the trolls, which made Turalyon feel very angry.

"When you figure it out, you will mature and be able to really help Marshal Lothar."

Hearing Carlos's words, Turalyon suddenly became serious.

"Then tell me something, just talk about it."

"It is precisely because the Sun King of Quel'Thalas knows how powerful he is, that he has not sent troops for a long time."

"why?"

Carlos twitched his head and said in a weird voice: "You are not ready yet!"

Turalyon thought for a while, but he blushed.

"There hasn't been a stroke of the horoscope yet, what yours and ours."

Carlos was stunned and his face blushed.

"Hoo~~~~"

After a long exhalation and relieved his mood, Carlos assumed that everything hadn’t happened before, and continued: “The trolls are coming fiercely. According to Alleria’s statement, the entire 1,000-man garrison in the east has been wiped out, even There was no time for the news to spread. What would you think if you changed to you."

"Very terrible enemy, send more people to investigate the situation."

"That's right, you are a general who knows to send more people to investigate the situation. What do you want an Anastrian king to do? How? At the time, shrinking the defense is the prudent strategy, especially since the great enchantment they have trusted for thousands of years has failed."

Carlos explained.

"Great barrier? Why am I not feeling it at all?"

Turalyon turned to look around and shrugged, not feeling strange at all.

Why do I have such a magical idiot as a friend...

Carlos made another whip punch, but it was a pity that Turalyon had been prepared and raised his arm to support it.

"The same move cannot be effective against the Paladin twice, hum."

Hearing such an instant line, Carlos, who hadn't used any force, couldn't bear it. He used his hand to push Turalyon off his horse.

"Hey, you have enough. Hit and hit, push and push, just say it."

The young and strong Turalyon was not injured. He patted the dust on his back. Turalyon quickly caught up with his frightened horse, calmed his horse in twos and then returned to Carlos.

"You are a general. If your army is lost, you can ask Marshal Lothar to replenish it. Anastrian is a king, and his army is annihilated. Who does he seek to replenish? How many elves are there in Quel'Thalas, Whether our Alterac Kingdom has a large population is a problem. Anastrian can't afford to lose. He is waiting for a chance to kill him."

After Carlos finished speaking, Turalyon stopped answering, but thought carefully.

In this way, the marching queue returned to silence.

More than ten minutes later, there was a strange sound of feet, and Carlos heard the abnormality in the noisy queue.

"It's the elven chocobo."

Turalyon said affirmatively.

Within a few seconds of speaking, he saw a white chocobo carrying a fully armored high elf ranger rushing to Carlos against the direction of the army.

"His Majesty Carlos."

After the high elf messenger saluted Carlos, he turned the bird's head sideways to parallel Carlos.

"General Turalyon, it's nice to see you here, it saves me a lot of distance."

"Let's talk, what's the matter." Carlos nodded and motioned that he saw the messenger saluting.

"Marshal Alleria asked me to inform you and General Turalyon. Our detective spotted the whereabouts of an army of trolls, but the direction was not Zuaman. Marshal Alleria asked His Majesty Carlos how you are going to respond ."

Chuan Lingbing said in a hurry.

"The army, how big?"

"Preliminary estimates are more than 3,000 people."

"Oh, what a big fish, you tell Alleria over there and you say I know."

"understood?"

Chuan Lingbing asked questioningly.

"Go, Alleria knows what to do."

Carlos answered calmly.

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