Anomaly Of Warcraft

If you want to choose heroes in the world of Azeroth, then there are too many glorious deeds that can be written and evocative to make notes for these heroes.

But to choose a hero from the human race, Reginald Windsor will not be forgotten.

From Karazhan, young soldiers followed Anduin Lothar to participate in the assassination of the fallen Medivh. After decades, they completed the highest glory of humanity and saved Stormwind City on the verge of collapse with their own efforts. The golden spirit of sacrifice and dedication.

Carlos could not care about such a person, but Carlos did not think about recruiting the future Grand Marshal of the Stormwind Kingdom. Because the hero's path is taken one step at a time, Reginald Windsor, who is younger than himself, needs the concept of time, not the appreciation of King Alterac.

So Carlos didn't recognize it at all. The third guy on his left who was slightly nervous was the future generals.

"Damn it, what a broken place is this, you can't deploy your troops at all!"

Carlos stepped out of the narrow room and entered the not-so-wide dim passage. He looked from left to right and the assault troops had occupied this small position, but such a narrow space could not accommodate the more than three hundred alliance fierce men. .

As for the portal behind Carlos, it was steadily turning over one by one for five seconds...well, turning over the soldiers.

"Obviously, it's the prison, the prison area of ​​the Dark Iron Dwarves."

Saidan Dathrohan stepped on the neck of someone who was lucky or unlucky, raised his volume and motioned Carlos to look over.

"Where is Alleria?"

"She said that listening to the wind, she went to explore the way in the direction behind you."

"What is this guy?"

"The lads were so nervous that they hammered the guy who looked like an officer to pieces, and I managed to stay alive."

Carlos nodded, snapped a finger in his right hand, and sparks of holy light gleamed in the passage.

"Come here, a mage who is good at asking questions, tell me where it is within 30 seconds? How to get to Darkforge City."

Although everyone heard Carlos's order, in the passage, it was embarrassingly cold.

"Your Majesty, Master Brick and Master Khadgar are still in the camp to stabilize the portal. The high elves have been taken away by Ms. Alleria, and now we don't have a wizard."

"Very well, now you go to a small group of people to explore that direction for three minutes, remember, three minutes, return immediately when the time is up."

Carlos finished speaking, in order to remind his officers and his men to make way for the past, and signaled him to move in the opposite direction of Alleria.

"Yes."

The higher-level orders can effectively alleviate the tension caused by the unknown, at least Carlos seems to know what to do, which makes others inexplicably more emboldened.

"What about this tongue?"

Saidan Dathrohan pulled up his visor and asked suspiciously.

"Just deal with it casually."

Carlos waved his hand casually.

"No need to ask?"

"No, we have done enough preparations. The old folks of Ironforge are not indifferent to Darkforge."

As he said, Carlos's eyes glowed, and he opened his holy scripture to directly project a three-dimensional architectural structure in the dark passage.

"I will not make jokes about your lives, and I will not take the best soldiers of the Alliance for several kilometers underground to explore without being fully prepared. We are not lost, but we don’t know where we are for the time being. Once the positioning is complete, just call it over."

Carlos's long talk is actually useless, but it can improve morale, and the soldiers who are in the first place are no longer so nervous.

"Well, but this broken road can't accommodate all of us."

Saidan Dathrohan's heel pressed hard, ending the life of the Dark Iron Dwarf under his feet.

"Honorable warrior, do you sometimes be stupid? Open the doors of those prisons and let the soldiers rest."

Carlos gave the order, and the soldiers moved quickly. After a creak, the prison of Bloodline Madara Madara was either empty or almost empty.

"Your Majesty, there is a dying human in that prison!"

"Can you still speak?"

"I have fallen into a coma."

"He is dying."

"End his pain."

The sudden situation caused more anxiety, but Carlos did not have time to be a bad guy at this time.

"Boys, we are going deep alone, and we are bound to win. In this mission, victory is more important than life, and even more important than glory, even if it is me, Carlos Barov, your commander, your king, When necessary, it is also a chess piece that can be sacrificed. Don't be afraid of the darkness. You didn't get up in the middle of the night to pee when you were young? Come to a mage and give us some light!"

This time, Brick responded to Carlos's order.

Under the action of the powerful light technique, the atmosphere stabilized again.

"You should let the young man do something, even if it's a meaningless patrol."

Saidan Dathrohan whispered in Carlos's ear.

"Time, I don’t have time. I know that waiting for nothing will breed fear and delusion, but I believe that the best soldiers of these alliances can overcome. Teacher, send them out to do something, and then find them one by one, half Hours passed, and now I have less than five hours."

"Our Mr. Yitzhaklen died in a place."

"Obviously, he did not gain the trust of his own people and was put in jail."

"It seems to be correct."

In the trivial chat, the team that was ordered to explore the way for three minutes only took two minutes to complete the process from departure to return.

"Your Majesty, there is a dead end."

Carlos knocked his heels, then ordered.

"Teacher, there are still about one-third of the people who have not come, you stay to pick up, I will follow Alleria's direction to see the situation."

After talking to Saidan Dathohan, Carlos then ordered the opponent: "Kadgar and Sola will come over and remember to do the finishing touches."

In the end, Carlos only said one word to the soldiers: "Follow me."

The Judge's armor forged from light cast iron emits a faint soft light after being infused by the power of the Holy Light. It appears so eye-catching in the dim underground world. Carlos, who strode forward, walked to the top position and waved his arm. , The whole team moved, and for a while, Saidan Dathrohan was stunned.

"You are already a real warrior, Carlos, my best student."

While Saidan Dathrohan was not far away, Reginald Windsor glanced at the prison where the portal was located, always feeling a little unclear.

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