Anomaly Of Warcraft

Feudal means sub-feudal system.

The most direct manifestation is that the vassals of my vassals are not my vassals, and there are layers of personal attachments.

Even Anduin Lothar, who had commanded bloody battles between the Alliance army and the Horde as a marshal, had virtually no military jurisdiction.

Sir Lothar relied on his personal prestige and the absolute support of Terenas Menethil II.

In other words, the only things Sir Lothar can dominate are the Brotherhood of Iron Horses of the Kingdom of Stormwind and Lordaeron's army.

As for the troops of Stromgarde, Gilneas, and Alterac, they are just "friendly forces."

Carlos is now sitting in the same position as Sir Lothar, and he is also facing the same dilemma.

Lordaeron’s soldiers are Union soldiers, and Carlos is also the Union’s General Marshal, but these soldiers are not his Carlos soldiers.

Fuck eggs.

But helpless.

Because Carlos's wife, Galiya Menethil, has the right to claim the Kingdom of Lordaeron, but Carlos does not, unless he kills his wife and son.

So the commander in charge of this three thousand-man army is Garithos, not Carlos.

So even if it was the Alliance of Lordaeron, Carlos could not stand directly at the front desk when recruiting soldiers along the way.

This is the rule.

The undead natural disasters raged, but they also shattered the old order.

Carlos, who had always acted for the purpose of preserving the strength of the alliance, was suffering from the torture of the old order at this time.

Although there is resentment, Carlos does not regret it, let alone think that it is better to let go.

There are more ways to reverse the order, and this kind of frustration can't be tolerated, so don't do it.

It's just that it's a mess or a mess.

Gavinrad was determined to die, whether it was to repay Terenas for his knowledge or for the people of Lordaeron, his choice was not right or wrong.

Originally, Carlos was going to abandon the barriers, directly blow up the barriers with explosives, block the roads, and then fortify layer by layer, turning the barriers to Stratholme's Thousand Miles Road into a tower defense map, and forcibly used space for time to drag it. The army is assembled.

It really won't happen right now.

Who can imagine that the simplicity and ignorance of the people are like two dogs in the same oocyst, each worth twenty-five crystal ore.

There are even many people who do not believe that Lordaeron has fallen, suspecting that this is a trick by the lord to increase taxes.

It's great.

Carlos gave Garithos a sure look, and Garithus' brows loosened, and he returned a wink that I don't have to pretend to be human.

Then comes the very regular apportionment.

Uncle, I just levy taxes.

No money, come out!

For Garithus's hand, the heads of several villages and towns were relieved. Right, this is the Lordaeron garrison we know.

If you don’t need money, you need people to take care of it.

After Garithus used this method to recruit for the fourth time, he reluctantly told Carlos that there was not enough food.

After confirming that the city of Lordaeron had changed, Gavinrad immediately controlled all the surrounding granaries.

But counting the refugees, there are tens of thousands of mouths. With a huge base consumption, how can the inventory in a few villages be enough?

"In two days I will enter the territory of Anjador, and send a quick horse to bring my seal to order Anjador to prepare food and weapons."

Carlos ignored Garithos' current difficulties, but gave a follow-up solution.

In this regard, Garithus was entangled, but did not say much.

Carlos nodded in satisfaction after Garithus turned and left.

The head coach is responsible for everything, what do the lieutenants do, do you want to play FALLOUT?

Out of the barrier, all the way to the west, crossing the river is the boundary of Stratholme, to the north is Hearthglen, and to the southeast is Anjador.

Because of the private tacit agreement between the Barov family and the Menethil family, and because of cost issues, Anhardol did not have much garrison.

Even if Carlos knew that Lordaeron might undergo drastic changes, there was no way to change this situation.

Sending an army to An'hardor, in Terenas's eyes, is equivalent to Alterac's declaration of war on Lordaeron.

Therefore, Carlos must rely on Garithus and his Lordaeron Legion in a short time.

After at least Gavinrad's screening, the three thousand people who left Hearthglen were all willing to obey orders.

With these people at the bottom, Garithos doubled the team in just two days.

It's just that Carlos went all the way to the east, his face getting darker and darker.

After all... it's still out of the times.

After all... it must be shallow on paper.

After all... you can't let your old friends die in vain!

The ignorance of the people is the narrowness of the people, the negligence of the ruler, not the reason for Carlos's indulgence, not the excuse for abandoning.

Gavinrad can't win.

From quantity to quality, the Scourge has an absolute advantage.

The brief peace is nothing but the mobilization of the army to attack Dalaran. It is only the necessary time to transform the Skeleton Sea, and it is just a gap between the fermenting of the Lich King's vicious tricks.

Without the consciousness of carrying others' sins and karma, talking about the king's way is nothing but self-imagination and satisfaction.

Carlos suddenly understood why Elune had to give [Ending Power] to himself.

It was not simply to deal with Ner'zhul or the backs left behind by Archimonde and Kil'jaeden.

It was a silent awakening.

This is Azeroth, not Earth.

True democracy and freedom of the body and mind are certainly valuable, but the self bound by the memories of the past has always been separated from the world.

That is the awakening called a hero.

Even if the flood is so terrible, it will be after the death of my soul.

"Garythers, can I trust you?"

"Marshal, you can always trust Garithus."

"So, do you trust me?"

"Going through fire and water is what you want."

I was doing it, I was watching, although in just five days of getting along, the real Carlos Barov was very different from the image described by his father.

But Garithus felt that he was a man worthy of following.

As a result, the young Garithus knelt on one knee and issued a declaration of allegiance.

"Lead all the cavalry to return the same way, and burn all the villages along the way that are unwilling to evacuate."

Garithus was taken aback by Carlos's order.

"Marshal, this..."

Garithos didn't know why he saw kindness and sadness in Carlos's eyes.

He quickly realized that he had just sworn allegiance, and his hesitation at this time was an unforgivable mistake.

"Do you need a strong wall to clear the country?"

In retrospect, Garithos quickly understood Carlos' intentions.

The war has begun, and the undead monsters will turn all the corpses into natural disaster-like undead.

Weak sympathy cannot save those stubborn residents, and hypocritical reputation cannot recast steel military discipline.

Garithus completed self-persuasion in a very short time.

"No, just drive them away. By the way, tell them that Anjador has enough food."

"Yes."

"You only have one day to go back and forth. You can't exceed the deadline."

"Yes."

"Go ahead."

"Yes."

Carlos looked up at the white sky and let out a sigh of relief.

Since when did you start to be good at calculating and start to cherish feathers?

The mental net imposed by Elune has been lifted.

However, the mental net that Carlos wove himself is very difficult to find.

If it hadn't been too much stimulation along the way, Carlos would probably have to spend more time suffering from even more painful lessons to discover.

The king of feudal society, talk about NM's freedom and democracy.

I want to save your lives, you can refuse.

Carlos's mind once again flashed the figure of the steel king.

This guy is really lingering.

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