Anomaly Of Warcraft

The city gate is the easiest to break from the inside, and Carlos agrees.

Since it has been out of date, I must hurry back tomorrow. It simply sent a message to Tirion Fording, telling him that he was safe, but there were other important things.

Then Carlos started fishing.

A family, as a royal family, if there are not many dead men who are willing to serve themselves, then it will not be far from the ruin of the family.

A king, if he doesn't cultivate a few loyalties who blatantly oppose him, then he deserves to be overthrown.

Looking at Alterac's nobles, who can be called politicians, Carlos thinks that there are only two and a half.

One of them is his father Alex Barov, and Carlos thinks he is at most half.

The first king Aiden counted as one when he was young. Unfortunately, the pressure exerted on him over the years has crushed him to 0.25, and the remaining 0.75 is a bonus of Queen Sasha.

Carlos accepted Sasha's proposal and made his own promise.

So he wanted to know whether his aunt had kept the agreement.

However, when Carlos sneaked into Sasha's old mansion, he discovered that the first queen and the queen had left Alterac City with a smell, and had left two months ago.

It's really a keen political sense.

Without Sasha's help, Carlos had no better way to get the list of "opposers".

Since there is no shortcut, Carlos waited patiently to see what Gyūki snake gods are in his own capital.

As a result, a strange war situation emerged.

In two days, the alarm bell rang in Alterac. The atmosphere on the wall was tense, and Tirion outside the city was still flustered, but whether it was the Royal Army or the Royal Army, there were miraculously zero casualties. On the contrary, in the city, how many crimes were committed atrocities in the name of war.

If there is no external interference, Carlos even wants to stay around for ten and a half days, because under such pressure, many hidden scumbags have been exposed to themselves by scumbags.

But this is impossible. Quel'Thalas' elven fleet cannot be waiting at sea forever, nor can his old father-in-law look directly at it.

And Carlos can't always avoid his true wife and son.

The time left for him is actually not much.

In particular, Neltharion, the king of the black dragon, is most likely to be in the city.

After the initial shock, Carlos also wanted to understand that he was not without chance when facing his big cousin.

Because the Black Dragon King didn't dare to use his full strength at all, his injury might be more serious than imagined.

Neltharion, the black dragon king, gave up his name and changed his name to Deathwing. One of the biggest features is that he used the origins to create a pair of armor for himself in the Deep Rock Continent.

This pair of elemental armor is not simply to increase defense power, but to restrain Deathwing's body that is gradually collapsing due to its powerful force.

Without this pair of armor, Neltharion had peerless powers but did not dare to do his best, because if the force was too strong, it would not be its enemy but itself that would die.

Coupled with the weird situation of the previous meeting, Carlos, although emotionally incomprehensible, rationally analyzed an unbelievable conclusion-the king of the black dragon has good intentions towards him.

After eliminating Nesario's threat, Carlos decided that two days of observation were enough.

Then he came to the gate at dawn.

With the best sword, the coolest armor, and the most colorful accessories, Carlos stepped into the barracks alone.

Faced with doubts and questions, Carlos has only one answer.

"My name is Carlos Barov and I am a Paladin."

This is his last kindness.

All the troops that can be sure of their loyalty are either outside the city or in the palace. Regarding these troops who guard the city, Carlos sees that they are still maintaining order and gave them the opportunity to choose.

Unfortunately, they did not catch it.

"How could the king be alone!"

"Catch the rebellion of this fake king!"

In his own sigh, Carlos waved the sharp blade in his hand, and a huge scar penetrated the entire barracks, even leaving a mark on the inside of the solid city wall.

Strength, no wonder countless people are crazy about you.

In fearful eyes, Carlos rode his horse step by step to the top of the city.

Knocking off all the weapons that were thrown at him, Carlos didn't want to hurt people any more, but moved forward in silence.

After severing the chains that blocked the city gates, Carlos found that the roads had been blocked with stones by soldiers guarding the city.

Very correct disposal, very smart officer.

It's a pity that it's not mine.

Sorry, it may hurt the innocent, but in Azeroth, innocence is not a reason for exemption.

I have given you a chance.

Carlos reversed the hilt, held the sword in both hands, and thrust into the rock under his feet.

The majestic power of the holy light surged out following Carlos's guidance...

The city wall collapsed.

Broken stones and the remains of the city gates were scattered all over the sky under Carlos’s power. After the smoke cleared, facing the rising sun, Alterac’s War God rode his back to the army outside the city and sent out his own The shout.

"Look, people of Alterac, your king is back!"

Then, the king's army entered the city.

Then, all kinds of monsters stood in front of Carlos.

After discovering that Carlos's army was not as large as he had imagined, the rebel conspirators quickly united and tried to eliminate Alterac's orthodox "king" by number.

Although the "unbelievable" fall of the city gate was beyond their expectation, the regent's refusal gave them the courage to resist.

They did not understand that this was really what Carlos hoped.

The bloodless revolution is just a play game for self-deception.

Without regaining control of Alterac, what would Carlos take to face the coming misery and fate.

So, my enemies, will you please die?

After the enemy poured out from the streets and surrounded himself and the army.

Carlos let out a long sigh of relief.

"Listen, surrender and don't kill!"

No one answered Carlos's persuasion to surrender.

So Carlos waved his hand and attacked.

"Father, why stop me? Alterac is at your fingertips! I have controlled the palace, kill that Carlos, I can let Alex Barov pass the throne to me, this country is ours! "

Nefarian felt unbelievable about his father Neltharion's orders.

The black dragon prince was keenly aware of the loopholes in Carlos's plan, and decisively took control of Alterac's palace with magic, blocked the entry and exit of all news, and imprisoned Alex Barov and all his cronies.

Nefarian was preparing to watch a good show. He didn't believe that the stupid and incompetent Alterac nobles could kill their king by the number of troops. So Nefarian waited, waiting for Carlos to fight all the way to the palace, and his father, who controlled him, denied his identity face to face.

What an interesting play!

Why would my father come forward to stop him?

Nefarian didn't understand intellectually and didn't accept it emotionally, so he questioned his father.

"Because I don't like it."

Neltharion just gave a word in his eyes, and Nefarian succumbed, but his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"Give you a chance to use your power to defeat the enemy head-on, then I will no longer interfere with your behavior."

Nesario thought for a moment and said.

Nefarian raised himself to reveal, showing a proud look, left the room, walked onto the balcony, and then jumped.

Just as Carlos took the lead to charge as if entering no man's land, a high-pitched dragon roar came, and a huge black shadow obscured the newborn sun.

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