Anomaly Of Warcraft

Chapter 806

People and their joys and sorrows are not interlinked.

It's like Carlos always thinks that he has struggled for more than 30 years and has just set foot on the pinnacle of his middle-aged life. In the eyes of others, he is already an old guy in his forties.

The same is true for the group of military aristocrats who started with Carlos.

There is a kind of helpless call that the boss thinks he is for your own good.

His Majesty Carlos, who had been struggling at the forefront, was lost in the stars before he had time to enjoy the peace dividends brought by the second orc war.

Carlos's life is a life of passion, a life of fighting, a life of not being tortured by firewood, rice, oil and salt.

That's why he feels sorry for the old guys. They all become fathers and mothers. Some grandchildren will hide and seek. Why bother.

Even if these veterans were re-enlisted, Carlos still placed them in Alterac instead of sending them to the battlefield.

Carlos admitted that he was selfish.

Question: This group of old miscellaneous hairs don't think so!

What is more terrifying than death?

It's poverty!

Back then, following Carlos's "revolution", once the world changed, the mud-legged men turned over and became official lords.

How can this day be called a comfort.

These veterans are all diehards of the Barov family. Anyway, Aiden had a hard time when he was king, and the new life was given by the Barov family.

But the biggest joke in history is always repeated over and over again, an enduring classic.

This group of guys who completed their own class leap by relying on Carlos finally lived up to their ancestors.

Poor!

There is a kind of poor called an outsider who looks at you and thinks you are rich.

The Barov family did not treat these veterans poorly, but Terenas Menethil II of Lordaeron had been blocked for a full ten years, and the landlord’s house had no surplus.

Sons need a bride price for marriage, daughters need a dowry, and no money is needed for food and clothing.

Money and money are connected with fate. With it, it is so convenient, and without it, it is so pitiful.

Seeing that His Majesty Carlos has returned, the Scourge has also come. It is this group of middle-aged elders who (eat) have (taken) as (card) for the second spring of their career. As a result, they were left behind. Trained in Alterac.

I feel uncomfortable...

Having a drink in private, commenting on the content of the report in twos and threes, there is always a rough word that can't be avoided.

Today's young people are too rough, they are not good at corruption, the whole warehouse is lied and false, and they are not even good at making fakes. The craftsmanship is really too rough.

Think about it back then, when we followed your Majesty to eat the supplies from the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the account was called clear, the hands and feet were called clean, there was nothing left to eat, and people couldn’t find out what to do, and the battle that should be fought was not lost. Yes, who wouldn’t say we’re good.

This is one generation inferior to one generation.

In a sense, Carlos didn't let these veterans go to the front, which really helped the Alliance.

However, it was another ordinary day, and the old miscellaneous hairs got up early to prepare for work.

Because a new batch of recruits are coming, we have to quickly drive out the guys who have been training for two months out of the training camp.

New military uniforms, new weapons and equipment, recruiters’ distribution schedules, up and down are all small money, that’s really sweet.

For those walking in the wind hanging on the gallows at the intersection, the old gangsters have no fear at all.

The craftsmanship is not good, I asked for it.

To survive the successive waves of purge campaigns and political cleansing of the Barov dynasty, these old and proficient Masters know where the "red line" is.

Those who deserve me, one less copper coin will kill you; those who don’t deserve me, I won’t take any money even if you fall in love.

This is called a professional!

However, with the firing of three cannons in the city, the officers who were supposed to go out of the city to work madly gathered in the palace.

This is a big deal.

As a human mage and a high elf envoy appeared in front of everyone, the Grand Duke of Regent verified the authenticity of His Majesty Carlos's handwriting, and everyone was overjoyed.

Ah yeah, it was an expression of deep sorrow.

Silvermoon City has suffered a disaster, and the Scourge is invincible!

What, the city gate was blocked by His Majesty Carlos...

What? His Majesty Carlos wants to mobilize the teaching team and the Royal Guard to help rescue the disaster...

What, there must be a generous gift...

After a brief explanation, the guests of Silvermoon City were sent to rest.

"What do you think?"

Since Katie was assassinated, his body was not very good. He held a big teacup with medlar soaked in ginseng at any time, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

But for more than ten years in charge of the country, especially when his son comes back alive, no one can ignore Alex Barov's whisper.

"Grand Duke, what a good thing!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Duke, this is a good thing!"

Alex Barov, who was originally uncertain, wanted to hear what the officers under his hand thought about this matter, but he never thought that it turned out to be a passionate look.

"That unfilial son Arthas broke Silvermoon City, Carlos..."

When the Grand Duke of the Regent faced his son's request for help, his first reaction was to seek stability, how he rescued his son from the undead in the hundreds of thousands of besieged cities.

But these old men are different.

"Grand Duke, you have been worried, in terms of war, who in the entire alliance can compare with His Majesty Carlos."

"That's right, you think, Duke, it's not the first time your Majesty has played the portal raid tactics, especially this time we don't need to pay for the materials."

"Go away, is this the point? The point is this letter, your lord Duke, please savor it, please savor it carefully."

Alex Barov was confused by this group of old people, so he picked up Carlos's autograph and read it word by word.

Don't say it, take a closer look at it from a different way of thinking. The words in this letter writing "for help" all talk about "money"!

"Alsace broke into the city, Silvermoon City was divided into two, the guards fought desperately, and the undead army went through the city and crossed the sea. The children couldn't bear to waste their lives and seal the door to resist, hoping for quick help from his father."

As Cardy chanted the key passages again, the eyes of more than two hundred officers in the chamber lit up.

"Grand Duke, that's Silvermoon City, and there are gold coins on the floor."

"His Majesty Carlos is asking for help here, this is for us to make money!"

"Shut up, I don't allow you to slander your majesty so much, this is the glory of humanitarianism!"

The actors in the front row were impassioned, and the background board in the back row was gnawing on melon seeds without delay.

"The women of the high elves are pretty, but they are too white. Most of our plateau climate also has to be tanned."

"The key is craftsmanship. If I can live three to five hundred years old, I can hold many titles of master craftsman."

"You old guy is wild-hearted enough to get a high-precision daughter-in-law for your son, do you use it with your grandchildren and great-grandchildren?"

"WCNMLGB, what you say is like wiping manure in your mouth."

"The ethical stalk of the longevity species cannot be avoided."

"But it won't delay the beauty of high-end women, let me tell you, I've been to the shop in Dalaran, it's great."

"Hey, I have the ability to wrestle with your mother-in-law."

"I'm not stupid."

"It's a pity, Your Majesty Carlos."

"Your Majesty needs you to be pitiful?"

"Your Majesty is blind!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Hahahaha."

Seeing signs of changing the vegetable market in the chamber, Alex Barov clenched his fist and coughed slightly in his mouth.

After about two minutes, the whole hall fell silent.