Anomaly Of Warcraft

What the Bingfeng refers to is invincible.

Carlos wanted to wave his hand, swept the battlefield, and installed this eternal force.

But fighting is for the dead, and the dead are to be paid to the relatives of the placement fee. Guy Elsas will be there in a few days, even if he has eight thousand troops in his hand, he can't play like this.

What to do, one word, steady. One more word, counseling.

Before the tribe completed the offensive deployment, the reinforcements arrived early. This is the best news, but unfortunately it is also the only good news.

The situation of Hillblad is changing, and the war situation between the Alliance and the Horde has been out of the control of Carlos, so the memory has no effect on the trend of the war.

For Carlos, the situation is out of control.

Although he had expected such a day for a long time, Carlos was still a bit at a loss.

"My boy, maybe I made a mistake. Letting you go north to avoid misfortune, although it avoids the doubt that other countries may have against you, it also makes you lose your right to speak within the alliance. An undercurrent is surging, Behind the accusation against Biglas Bertone may not only be the internal influx of the Stromgarde regime, but also a collusion of human capitulationism. My child, my king, your father, your regent duke I have taken control of the domestic form for you. Now, it’s time to make your voice heard. Now, it’s time for the Alliance to listen to you. Your mother misses you."

After receiving Alex Barov's letter from Shang Gewenjie, Carlos felt warm and irritated.

Why can't my alliance be united? Why is there always intrigue among human beings? Why is it always so difficult to do something practical? How can the alliance in history be so bad that how can we win?

The answer is of course because the Horde is worse than the Alliance!

Behind the mighty military power is the chaotic decision-making within the tribe and the cruel power struggles that are more ruthless than human beings.

This is also the root reason why Carlos firmly believes that mankind will eventually win.

But if you keep in touch with negative information, people will get tired, and the heart will get tired.

Perhaps Nesario was under the influence of negative emotions again and again before finally accepting the bewitching of the ancient gods and finally degenerating into the wings of death.

Thinking of this, Carlos suddenly came to his spirits.

If you are the destroyer of destiny, I am a voluntary savior. How can a small setback make me negative? How can I persevere without a big heart.

"Your Majesty, the reinforcements have arrived, what shall we do next?"

Henry Shett watched the changes in Carlos's expression, feeling that his king was in a good mood at the moment, and he hurried to ask questions.

"rest."

Carlos gave an impassioned order.

"Uh, rest?"

"Guy Elsas is coming, we should also go, what else do you want to do? More than 8,000 people are going to evacuate, is the plan ready?"

Carlos asked with a smile on his face.

"But our army is fighting the trolls, and the catapults assembled by the orcs already have a certain scale, Your Majesty..."

Henry Shett didn't understand his majesty's thoughts, so he had to consult euphemistically.

"Maintain the current intensity of engagement, and then take turns to rest. When the elf sends a special envoy, we will leave."

Carlos took the family letter into his arms, his eyes drifted away, looking at the sky.

Even though there is no winter in Quel'Thalas, I still miss Alterac's snow.

Five days later, Guy Elsas' striker finally arrived.

In the past five days, the war surrounding Maple Creek Valley has never ceased, and with sufficient troops, the high elves seem to have handed over all defenses to humans, and Isshin has dedicated his time and energy to fighting the invaders.

So when Alleria returned to Fengxi Valley with the supply convoy, looking at the long list of deaths, she was so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Carlos, Turalyon, I need an explanation. I trust you so much, do you return my trust with a list of one thousand or two hundred people?"

"I'm sorry, but..."

Turalyon tried to explain something, but Carlos interrupted him.

"My dear Grand Marshal, you are finally back. It's great. I finally don't have to be entangled with your subordinates every day for reinforcements and begging to send troops. It's great. You have to be fair."

When Carlos used a strange tone of yin and yang, Alleria heard something.

"You are the head coach of the coalition forces."

"This is what you think."

"But you directed us all the way."

"At that time your prince hadn't said to come."

"Sorry, I shouldn't, and I don't have a stand to accuse you."

"I accept your apology, at least you have brought back the food and supplies of the twenty carts."

Alleria sighed and spoke no more.

Even he rushed back anxiously because he heard that Guy Elsas was coming, not to mention the guys under his own.

It sounds like a lot of supplies for the twenty-largest vehicles, but they have to provide a large military expenditure of 10,000 people, which is three days' worth.

Comparing your heart to your heart, thinking of yourself Douren, what position does he have to point to Carlos and the others.

"I heard that your reinforcements arrived?"

"Well, we bring our own dry food."

"Carlos, I thought we were friends, can't you put away your cynicism?"

Alleria became angry.

"What's wrong with me? I just told you that the four thousand newcomers don't need you to raise rations. Why are you so sensitive?"

Carlos frowned.

"..."

Alleria was blocked and speechless.

"Well, both of you have stopped, how come our original harmonious and friendly atmosphere disappeared after our strength increased?"

Turalyon hurried out to round the field.

"I'll go and see the wounded soldiers first."

Alleria left a word, turned and left.

"What's going on?"

Turalyon felt as if he understood something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

"Arrogance, worthy of being the first of the seven deadly sins."

Carlos seemed to be talking about Alleria, and it seemed to be admonishing himself.

"Hey, Carlos, what are the seven deadly sins?"

Turalyon asked puzzledly.

"Oh, the seven deadly sins, in addition to arrogance, there are also sleeping in, eating alone, madly picking up girls, loving stinky beauty, and delaying and owing more."

"Uh, I didn't understand the last two."

"Actually, I don't quite understand it, maybe it's not important, or why should I be last."

After finishing the gossip, Carlos and Turalyon discussed the next action plan of the human army, and then at sunset, they waited for Guy Elsas' arrival.

The flag with a red bottom and gold rim, a guard of honor with a red bottom and gold rim, and a robe with a red bottom and gold rim, are like the sun in the flames.

This handsome guy who transcends gender, this handsome guy who has no friends, this guy who exudes a strong breath, is Guy Elsas.

Seeing all the guys with a bit of strength on his side showed a solemn look, and seeing Turalyon looking at the close interaction between Guy Elsas and Alleria with envy and hatred, Carlos finally admitted helplessly. A fact.

I am a high elf face blind patient.

For humans, the high elves are far more handsome than the night elves, and are more in line with their own aesthetics.

However, Carlos suffered from the poison of 3D games in his last life, and he didn't admire the so-called elven face very much, even a little bit greasy. In the town of South Blue, Carlos had only some cognitive disabilities. When Quel'Thalas was surrounded by thousands of high elves, Carlos finally became ill.

Carlos found that he couldn't see the face of the high elf.

When talking to Alleria, Carlos distinguishes it by clothing, hairstyle, bust, and body odor.

The braided one is Alleria, the blue robe is Dalkhan, and the red one is Guy Elsas, as it should be. However, you can't go wrong on diplomatic occasions!

In the panic, there was wit, Carlos said to Turalyon: "You represent the alliance, first go up and talk to Guy Elsas."

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