Chapter 240: We are all just poor worms who are played by the inertia of history and applauded

The hero of the world who is in charge, Cao Liu. Giving birth to a son should be like Sun Zhongmou.

String words.

Ask the vast earth, who is the lord of Lordaeron? The mainstay, the lion Lothar, the horizontal knife is immediately full of grace.

However, for some people and certain things, they can only sigh and die when they are all in love.

Ronin still left Violet Castle before Dalaran broke the city, and embarked on a journey to save the Red Dragon Queen Alessasa, and met his true daughter, Winlesa.

Tulayan still stepped forward in Lordaeron's most critical moment, becoming Lordaeron's savior and the savior of the Alliance.

Gul'dan also found out the secrets of being buried under the dust of time from the magical documents of mankind, and learned the location of the tomb of Sargeras.

Carlos, on the other hand, usually has the bitter fruit of being the first to strike and be controlled by others.

Fame and fortune are hard to gain.

Carlos thought he had changed history, thinking that this Azeroth would be different because of his appearance. But the world played a big joke with Carlos, and the course of history took a detour and returned to square one.

The effort to change the fate of the Barov family, Carlos has succeeded for the most part, as long as the alliance wins, as the king of merit, who can judge the Barov family?

But when people's hearts are never satisfied, even if the posture is lowered, it is not me who saves the world, and it is still not a pleasant thing.

Obviously, I changed the situation of the alliance, obviously I was working silently for the victory of mankind behind my back, and I obviously did so many things, but the light did not shine on my head, unpleasant!

This negativity occupied Carlos's mind for a time.

Pride and jealousy are poisons that corrode the mind, and Carlos, who entered a meditative state, spent a lot of energy combing his thoughts and finally woke up from this negative state.

According to the original history, the orcs were like a rainbow, and the end of humanity was imminent. If it weren't for Gul'dan's rebellion, Orgrim would not have had a single reason to fail.

I know history well, why do I still have to fight, and I have to fight for the future, isn't it because the future is too ethereal, and the victory of mankind is too lucky?

Unable to grasp the pulse of the times. Pinning hope for the future on small probability events again and again is a fluke in itself, a kind of cowardice.

If Tulayan was a little slower.

If Lothar doesn't withstand Ogrim's onslaught.

If Red. The black hand did not draw a knife in the back.

So what about the alliance?

If Gul'dan didn't die at the Tomb of Sargeras, but instead managed to get the Eye of Sargeras, what would Azeroth do?

Knowing history is not for you to lie down and win with the winner, too many coincidences, too many flukes, too many incredibles from the perspective of onlookers, this is not what a prophet should do.

I'm going to win. I want to be steady, I want 100% victory!

That's what Carlos thinks, and that's what he does.

But history gives Carlos a hand-comical expression, as if to mock Carlos's incompetence.

Is everything I do meaningless?

Carlos is not a narrow-minded person, and it is the doubts about the value of his existence that make him fall into a deep confusion and confusion.

Through rebirth, system addition, more than 20 years of unremitting efforts, what is the meaning of everything I have done?

Calm down. In an ethereal state, Carlos wondered. Then sort out your life.

That's not right!

When the savior doesn't do my bird thing, the sprinkle family is here to enjoy life!

Said good wine pond meat forest, said good harem beauties, said good rich armor in the world, said good sometimes twice, sometimes three or five times!

In order to save the fate of the family and for the next happy life. I have already paid so much, envy and jealousy!

Thinking back to his original intentions, Carlos suddenly woke up.

It turned out that unconsciously, he had been kidnapped by public opinion.

His subordinates wanted their leaders to be wise and powerful, and their people wanted their kings to be glorious.

The strongest paladin. The most capable king, the invincible commander, and the trustworthy comrade-in-arms.

Before you know it, you have been kidnapped by these titles that were supposed to serve your original purpose.

In order to be the strongest, keep training.

In order to respond to expectations, we are constantly compromising.

In order to maintain the image, constantly disguise.

I don't know when I became a puppet who lives for others, and I am still complacent.

There's nothing wrong with that, and being the person others need is itself a testament to success.

But if you live for others without knowing it, you will fall into the same state of emptiness that you had before -- you can't see others shine brighter than yourself.

My original sin is not arrogance and jealousy, but vanity!

The kingdom of Alterac has entered my hands, and half of the heroes in the world are my friends, and I am not satisfied?

Vain, you are indeed my greatest sin!

With a clear mind and a comfortable body, Carlos discovers that meditation and confession are the most tangible skills of the paladin, praise the Holy Light!

Passing on information in the midst of the smoke of war was not an easy task in itself, and a few words were not enough for Carlos to deduce the situation. But in terms of results, Carlos has already seen the dawn of victory.

The orcs threatened Lordaeron were defused by Tulayan, and Orgrim fought with Lothar to the north of Hilbride, but was never able to break through the last line of defense of the Alliance. Gul'dan appeared in the ruins of Dalaran, but mysteriously disappeared. Quel'Salas proclaimed praise to the Horde, and Antonidas decided to take matters into his own hands.

Unless Orgrim can slaughter the Alliance's main forces overnight, the tribe will be powerless.

Orcs are also people, and the fighting race also needs to rest, and after years of war, the alliance soldiers are physically and mentally exhausted, and the orcs are not much better. If it is described as a card game, Lothar has already used the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, and all he is waiting for is the next round, Orgrim is simply the big cousin of the Void of the Two Kings, what to turn the tables around?

You have the ability to kill me in one round!

Carlos increasingly felt that he was not wrong to go north.

False fame and can't be eaten, victory, all I need is victory, real victory.

"Your Majesty, the wolf cavalry of the tribe has been wandering away from us ten miles away, do you want to destroy this tribe first."

"No, the orcs are just trying to slow us down, don't worry about them! The league can do without me Carlos. Barov, but Lordaeron could not do without Anduin. Lothar. North, our destination is only the north! Enough rest, give the order, and the whole army will go! ”

Appropriately elevating others and belittling oneself is not a low-key show-off.

Fame is a talisman for the victors, and only a life-threatening poison for the losers. If Lothar survives, the alliance wins, and if Lothar dies, the whole game is lost.

From the point of view of time, even if Gul'dan has two minds, there is not enough time to arrange all this.

So where is the hope of winning for Ogrim?

Obviously, the thief captures the king first.

Because of the Lordaeron crisis, Lothar had to divide his troops to rescue, and the original lure of the enemy turned into a wolf.

No matter how good the ambush is, far water can't save the near fire.

As long as the main force of the alliance in Lothar is defeated on the frontal battlefield, it can slaughter Gilneth all the way, and then take advantage of the eastward trend to completely disintegrate the kingdom of Lordaeron, east to east and east, destroying the human alliance all the way.

Carlos didn't think Lothar would be defeated by Orgrim so easily, if Orgrim could do it, he would have done it a long time ago, and he wouldn't wait until today.

But as I thought.

The king of Alterac does not want maybe, probably, if nothing else, the Barov family only needs to be 100% victorious.

Two days away, two days to get to the war zone, Anduin. Lothar, don't have an accident! (To be continued.) )