Anomaly Of Warcraft

I have to say that Turalyon is a wonderful person.

When he was an obscure silly boy, his experience was sympathetic.

But when he became a bright star in the league, the same experience became inspirational.

Yes, this is very political.

Turalyon was an orphan, and he couldn't remember who his parents were, and he had no tokens. He was adopted by a single veteran in Lordaeron Prison.

A little kid, a kid who can get in and out of the cage fence, and a bunch of bullies who eat black money. It stands to reason that Turalyon should become a social blind, a scum scum, this is in line with common sense.

But no, his adoptive father was an upright man and a competent soldier. In prison, Turalyon not only was not stained with the color of crime, but under the tutelage of his adoptive father, he studied and practiced handwriting and practiced good swordsmanship.

After the death of the adoptive father, just in time for the orcs to invade Lordaeron, this freed Turalyon from worrying about whether to inherit the position of the adoptive father's jailer or go out to do something else.

Of course it was going to be a soldier.

Then, everyone pays attention to the key points!

After Turalyon signed up to join the army, because of his excellent training performance, he was quickly spotted by the first and most important nobleman in his life. A silly boy of Lordaeron became the adjutant of the supreme commander of the alliance Anduin Lothar. .

What does this show?

It shows that reading is useful!

Dig deeper, what does it mean?

It shows that a handsome guy with a reading temperament will eventually get ahead!

Enough, you put down the kitchen knives in your hands, if you have something to say, Marshal Lothar has sacrificed his life for the liberation of all mankind. Isn't he satisfied if he has to put a hat on the big hero?

Ahem...

Leaving aside the legendary experience, Turalyon is even better if he talks about politics alone.

There is no father and no mother, the adoptive father died, and the roots of the Lordaeron Kingdom registered permanent residence. After Anduin Lothar’s precepts and deeds, he was active in the highest command of the alliance and the front line of the battlefield, recognized by the soldiers, familiar with the generals, and known by the king.

Turalyon is simply the perfect template for the beetle-in-law.

The survivors of the Stormwind Kingdom regarded Layan as their own because of Anduin Lothar; the Kingdom of Lordaeron regarded him as a "child of someone else's family" because of Turalyon's origin; Carlos Barov and him To sympathize with brothers is a fateful friendship; Dalin Proudmoore and Gene Greymane fought side by side with him on the battlefield more than once; as the first group of paladins, the spiritual leader Alonthos Faodang He is his own child.

You said, if Carlos Barov, the current military leader of the alliance, if he goes north to Lordaeron, who should continue to lead the alliance?

"It can only be you, Turalyon, my brother. You must carry out Sir Lothar's will to liberate the suffering people in Elwynn Forest."

Carlos dismantled the tactics behind him, and finally let Turalyon understand what kind of crisis the alliance under the flowers is facing.

One does not live in the temple, the two do not look at the well, the three do not lift the tree, sit alone and do not lean on the railing.

In the Battle of the Burning Plains, the orcs were greatly injured, and they almost didn't have the ability to come back. So, from the rear, some people thought it was time to stop. Anyway, the last point, let others clean up. But if everyone thinks so, they don’t want to suffer...

"Are all the nobles of the alliance stupid [BEEP]? The orcs have traveled from another world, and now is a good time to take advantage of the victory, they actually want to win gold?"

Turalyon's eyes widened in disbelief and exclaimed.

"Attention, I am the head of the nobility, and you are also a new marquis. If you curse, just curse, don't bring yourself in."

Carlos felt a little eyelids twitching, and his conscience was a little bit painful.

"Sorry, you continue."

Turalyon had a correct attitude and continued to listen to the lecture.

"The reality is that if the butcher knife is not put on the neck, many people are not afraid of death. Most of us who are afraid of death have died on the front line. Those guys brag about the terrible orcs just to show off their non-existent martial arts, and I don't really understand how terrible the orcs are. But these are not important, not important at all. This kind of guy is really not important, as long as we are united and tough, they will compromise with us."

"Then what is the most important?"

"Probably more than twenty people."

"what?"

Turalyon was confused by Carlos.

"The six-member council in Dalaran has only one or two in charge, um... count Kel'Thuzad, three. The Kingdom of Lordaeron, excluding my old father-in-law Terenas, has four big factions, we It’s five. Gilneas has three real powers, and we count three. Stromgarde’s internal power struggles are fascinating, but the Trollbane family still has a place to stay. Let’s count less, and two. Altland My father and I are now in charge, and count two. Magni of Ironforge, the high elves of Silvermoon City, including your beloved Alleria, and some other hidden power bosses. These. The guys who add up to less than 30 bits and pieces are the real power holders of human society."

The words of Carlos made Turalyon really bewildered.

"this……"

"Actually, Sir Lothar drew a cake. Now that the wall where the cake is painted has collapsed, everyone is thinking about whether it is necessary to continue painting the cake. Compared with the uneatable cake, his own rice bag is the most important thing. . Fighting the tribal orcs is not an outing. The material consumed every day is astronomical. You know that in Lordaeron, the guy who stole the military funds filled the prison you used to stay in because of this incident. The decapitated head can build a Jingguan. Are you afraid?"

"So..."

"As an adjutant, you have done a good job in the military. But Sir Lothar is so caring for you, and the sordidness behind these things doesn't tell you at all. No, it's not good. There are only flowers and friends on the road to growth."

Turalyon lowered his head and thought for a moment, and suddenly he had some insights.

"Do you mean that it is no longer profitable to continue the southern expedition?"

"In my opinion, everything is pros and cons."

"Carlos, talk to people."

"Sorry, I didn't step down from the position of life mentor."

"please continue."

"The actual situation is that in the past few years, my Barov family’s hundreds of years of savings have bottomed out, and the treasury of the Alterac Kingdom is not going to patronize. Lordaeron Kingdom is better, Gilneas and Stromgarde is bleeding heavily, and Dalaran is newly built. It is also my old father-in-law who has a high-sightedness and has been cutting flesh and bleeding. He tried his best to behave like everyone else. He won a generous name and didn't make Lordaeron the kingdom of everyone. imaginary enemy."

"Now even within Lordaeron are beginning to hope to get back to the original?"

Turalyon thought for a moment, and remembered the gambler, the kind of gambler who loses the red eye.

"Yes, I hope to return to the original. This description is very appropriate. But those who rely on imagination to fight know what the front line is like. The orcs are also fighting for their lives. There is a problem with their world. This is a life and death battle that has nothing to do with glory. , The winner is born, the loser is dead, where can it be returned."

With the large-scale prisoner interrogation, Carlos can already reveal some information that could not be said before, which makes him feel very good.

"so what?"

Turalyon is a wise man who has understood what Carlos has been reluctant to say.

"Continue drawing on the pie of Sir Lothar."

Carlos said.

Turalyon thought of an idea for the first time, a word once heard by others.

Son of Lothar.

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