Anomaly Of Warcraft

Even in Azeroth, it is an objective truth that war leads to technological progress.

In the war with the trolls 800 years ago, mankind gained magic.

In the war with the orcs twenty years ago, mankind obtained magic that was effective, quicker, and convenient to kill.

All for war...

Khadgar is an uncompromising genius, and no one can match the contribution of this aging boy to the practical use of teleportation spells.

It is a pity that Khadgar is no longer in the world.

When attacking Dunhold Castle, Carlos had 50,000 in his hand. He pursued Thrall and fought Arathi. Carlos mobilized another 20,000 troops from the country.

When 70,000 professional troops were trapped in Arathi, even Alterac, a military country, seemed empty.

It is easy for the troops to go out, but not so easy to take them back.

Even if Carlos doesn't want to fight anymore, do the orcs believe it?

Once Carlos gathered his troops and retreated, Thrall would immediately organize a counterattack.

Therefore, without a heavy blow to the main force of the orcs, Carlos could not recover his strength at all.

However, time is not waiting, and Arthas may return to Lordaeron at any time.

Although there is no clear evidence from Carlos's perspective that he has become a death knight, Carlos, who has broken free from the shackles of his thoughts, feels that his brother-in-law is no longer the same.

Carlos, who broke free from the mental net, once again used his little brain of the traverser to think about those hidden memories that were not known, and when thinking about why there must be a Lich King, he concluded that it was FTNDP.

Even if the outbreak of the undead natural disasters can unite people's hearts once again, the alliance that has been shaky in the face of the disaster can unite again.

but.

Just make an estimate, who can afford the heavy price.

Suppose, Arthas has indeed become a puppet of Ner'zhul, a death knight.

So, what will he do?

After thinking about it, Carlos felt that if I were Arthas who had pulled out Frostmourne, I would start from Lordaeron.

With the flick of a finger in thirty years, the world has been different, and blindly trusting the predictive memory in the brain will only kill itself.

Without Stratholme's ethical suffering, without experiencing those painful choices that add to his body, what prompted Arthas to choose to become a death knight in a bright future...

Carlos is not even sure whether Alsace has gone to Northrend or whether he has suffered misfortune.

But if the warning is true, then there must be something that I don't know about.

Thinking on this premise, under the premise that the cursing sect's actions were contained, if Arthas really became the puppet of the Lich King Ner'zhul, what would he do?

Lordaeron!

As the largest gathering place for mankind, Lordaeron and its surrounding areas are home to millions of human inhabitants. This is the foundation of the Menethil family’s rule of the kingdom and a testament to the great power of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. , Is also the strongest and greatest strength foundation and weakness of mankind.

Twenty Stratholms combined can't compare to one Lordaeron.

Ner'zhul does not need to wait for the plague to spread, and does not need to slowly corrupt the alliance. If Arthas is obtained, the Lich King has a hundred ways to make trouble.

The easiest, fastest and most effective of these is to directly infect Lordaeron.

There is not much time for Terenas Menethil II, and Arthas is only one step away from becoming the master of the entire kingdom. Who would have thought that this man who possessed everything would destroy everything he possessed by himself.

Do whatever you want.

It's hard to guard against.

After Carlos figured it out, he suddenly felt that the time that was still ample was not enough.

There is no time to gather the troops slowly.

There is no time to spend with Thrall in the Arathi area.

There is not even time to explain.

After thinking about it, Carlos realized that there wasn't even a person around him whom he could entrust.

Tens of thousands of troops were thrown out, and the commander lost contact. This is about to happen.

There are many generals around him who can lead the battle, but he can entrust the commander's authority...

No.

Not only Alsace, Carlos is also facing a dilemma.

A nail that pierces a horseshoe can destroy a kingdom, and so can a decision of Carlos.

Although it looks good at this time, what if Carlos leaves recklessly and is overturned by Thrall?

Losing this army is not only a loss of fame, Carlos will also lose control of the future situation.

Don't be careless.

During the hesitation, Carlos suddenly understood Elune's methods.

In such a situation, it seems impossible to kill Thrall and his new tribe in Arathi now.

After breaking through the mental net, whether it was the return of reason, or the anger into anger, Carlos did not consider killing the "Savior" classmate Thrall, and put all the tribe's last diehards on the cross, and then took over enslavement. The orc thing.

But it's out of play.

The two evils are the lesser of power, and Alsace is about to return to this information, which is a weight that can change the balance of the situation.

Carlos can only choose between Thrall and Arthas, he can't sing a vixen, and he can't play sideways.

In the end, a plan gradually formed in Carlos' mind.

"Is Orgrim's body stitched up?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, following your order, it has been completed and has given it the dignity of the tribal chief."

Carlos nodded in satisfaction.

"Everyone, the summer harvest time is approaching. I am going to take Orgrim's body to Lordaeron. What do you think?"

Spring ploughing and autumn harvesting are common sense, but they are not a rule. For some crops that are overwintering, the harvest period is in summer.

Carlos's curving words made the generals present do not know how to answer for a while, and they fell into a state of eye contact with each other.

But soon, there was a quick reaction from the brain.

Because of this war to suppress the orcs, as well as the widespread disasters in the south, and food shortages, Alterac dispatched so many troops, and more than half of the supplies were actually provided by the Kingdom of Lordaeron and provided by the Menethil family. .

Summer grain is coming, so what about the autumn harvest, so what are the benefits of our Alterac people working hard?

Why did His Majesty the King stitch up the dead body of the head of the orc, and embalm it, and why did he go to Lordaeron?

The human heart is really a wonderful thing, and desire is not totally evil.

If Carlos tells his army, I am going to Lordaeron to save the world, and maybe the Alterac people will have any ideas or moths.

But when Carlos hinted at the "truth" of their war, everyone had no distractions.

Even Carlos doesn't need to think about taking over as his commander-in-chief.

"The current head of the defense zone and patrol duties remain unchanged. I will maintain the current situation until I return, especially the defense of the Saldo Bridge."

"Yes."

Carlos's subtext is clear enough. If you don't have a decisive battle with the orcs before you get your advantage, naturally you don't need a commander in charge of the whole situation. Everyone can do the work under their hands.

So, after re-arranging the defense area, Carlos swaggered and led the guards with freshly clothed angry horses, and used the floats dragged by eight horses to put Orgrim's coffin on it and head north.

For a whole day, Carlos's guard only traveled fifty miles, and at this speed, it would take at least two months to reach Lordaeron.

Carlos's deeds made his subordinates and the viewers of Stromgarde understand what he was thinking.

Although it is inevitable to be bitten by a dog by a discerning person, he is not surprised.

It was just that that night, a figure left the camp, passed through the bush forest area more than 30 miles wide, and met with the already-prepared taker.

"Are you all ready?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, every two hundred miles, there are spare horses for you to transfer."

"Then let's go."

Carlos took out the water bag and filled it with a sip of sweet water, and then set off resolutely northward.

On the same night, Thrall listened to the controversy among his compatriots, and took a sip of the bitter and bitter water seeping from the cracks in the rocky ground. He could not help but slapped his lips.

"It will be a dead end if we must break through human defenses and continue to retreat to the west."

Thrall also made up his mind secretly.

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