How big is an army of 100,000?

A lot of people, even a lot of military men, simply do not have exact impressions and concepts.

In his previous life, Carlos had fought the Spring Festival, fought the subway at 6 a.m., and seen square dancing in the haze, thinking that he was numb to numbers.

But during a military exercise, as the defender of the Red Army, in the face of the offensive of the Blue Army, his legs trembled with fright.

Afterwards, when receiving a boxed lunch as a fallen member, Carlos took the time to ask the director department how many attackers on the opposite side were.

The director replied, one thousand and one hundred people.

That's impossible!

Carlos jumped to his feet on the spot.

That kind of overwhelming momentum, you say that 10,000 people Carlos believe it, and you tell me that there are only 1,000 people, how is this possible!

However, without the people in the director's department being furious, the old squad leader slapped him directly on the back of the head and told him to eat quietly.

In the end, these dead soldiers, as a logistical support, saw the last key battle between the red and blue sides.

Seven thousand against nine thousand, fighting in a pot of porridge on five square kilometers of land.

From the multi-screen display, Carlos knew for the first time that the real war was so terrifying.

There are 1,000 people, boundless, and 10,000 people, covering the sun and the sky.

Before being reborn, many people always liked to say on the Internet, 100,000 people, not as many as in our county.

However, if you spread out the three-dimensional space of the high-rise building, you can see how wide it is.

At least at Dunhold Castle, the tents needed for a force of more than 14,000 men were spread out seven miles long.

"Carlos, are you leaving?"

Danas asked reluctantly.

"It's time to go, and when the war is over, we have time to rejoice."

Carlos pretended to laugh.

"Hey, be careful on the road."

Danas wasn't overly pretentious. Just a heavy pat on the shoulder of a good friend.

"Let's go back, the big war is coming, and no amount of planning and preparation is too much."

Carlos thought about it for a long time, but he didn't want to say any goodbye, and finally leaned into Danas's ear.

"Take care of Aurelia for me."

"Huh? Famous heroines need me to take care of? ”

After a moment's hesitation, Carlos spoke.

"She's not quite in the right spirit. The way of fighting is too hard, and as a friend, I am worried. ”

“…… Understood, there is a chance, I will. ”

"Well, then I'm leaving."

As early as two days ago, Jean. McGrein had returned to Gilneth a day earlier, and the day before, Dalin. Prodmore also made a detour back to the town of Southsea. Prepare to plan a new round of naval offensives.

And now, it's Carlos' turn.

Aurelia, as Quel'Thalas's envoy, naturally wants to stay by Lothar's side. Although worried, Carlos had no position to ask Aurelia to go with him, so he had to ask Danas to help take care of it. If Danas was not a fool and would naturally reveal Carlos's words to Lothar, then Carlos's purpose would have been achieved.

It's been a long time since he left his family, and Carlos is like an arrow. So instead of taking the mountain trail from Talenmere back to Alterac, he prepared to head north to Hinterland. He then enlists the help of an old friend from Eagle's Nest Mountain, and uses his griffon to climb the mountains to the east of Alterac and ride back to the city.

That's about a whole week of time.

A rare gathering between kings and lords.

After Wu Ping's case, Lothar invited all the nobles with real power to gather together to study and judge the next form of war. Including Carlos. All agreed that the spring should be taken advantage of the fact that the currents in the Baladine Gulf should be diverted and the trade winds could not reach, and a fierce and costless offensive should be launched against the Horde, further depleting the orcs' supplies and vital forces.

In discussion. A rough plan gradually took shape, and in order to gain more say, Carlos took the initiative to take on the task of clearing the line of orcs from Taren Mill to South Sea Town.

To do this, Carlos must return to Alterac as quickly as possible and return to his own army.

For a few days, Carlos didn't see many friends. The battle is still fierce, Uther, Tirio. Ferding and Sedan. Da Sohan and the others continued to organize attacks or defenses against the tribe throughout Hillbride. Friendships that have been through the baptism of war are always precious, and the early end of this race war with the orcs is the only way to enjoy life.

So Carlos came like the wind, and went like a fog.

But he was still blocked by the elves of the forest.

"Say goodbye, this is not the style of kings."

Aurelia sat down in the tree, apparently waiting for Carlos for a while.

"There are just so many people around, don't you go quietly, waiting to be kidnapped and assassinated?"

Carlos tilted his head and stood under the tree and stared at it in amazement.

"Cut."

Knowing that Carlos couldn't have seen anything, Aurelia jumped off.

"A pervert embryo, a pervert whose brain is full of muscles, a guy who can't do anything but take advantage."

Aurelia said with a look akin to venting.

"And then, thank you."

"You know what."

Carlos asked abruptly.

"What?"

Aurelia was rightfully inexplicable.

"Just now, I almost decided to take you away."

"Huh?"

"I'm afraid you'll beg for death."

"Are you stupid? How can you get revenge when you die? ”

"That's right."

An inexplicable start and a vague end.

Carlos's guards made eye contact, all of them didn't know why, but the two people who were talking to had already expressed their friendship and concern.

All the way north, the mountain road is difficult to walk, and there are small groups of orc stragglers lurking in the mountains and forests.

At four o'clock in the morning on the third day of departure, when the man was at his most sleepy, two orcs tried to touch the camp, but were subdued by well-trained guards. Carlos heard the noise outside the marching tent, but finally decided to let go of his weapon.

There is still a little time before dawn, so let's rest more.

In this way, it was quite smooth, and Carlos arrived at Eagle's Nest Mountain nine days later.

"Oh, Matz, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Carlos lifted the Great Lord of Eagle's Nest Mountain high like a baby, and the Great Lord was not angry.

"Bastard, you've grown taller again, so, can you let my old bones come down?"

"Of course."

Because of the commercial trade and interests, the Hammer Dwarves of Eagle's Nest Mountain were very close to the Barov family, and here, Carlos was warmly entertained by the Hammer Dwarves.

"Carlos, I'm afraid you'll have to wait two days, and now we can't find a griffon that can send you thirty or so people back to Alterac at once."

At the banquet, Metz reluctantly expressed his apologies.

"Aha? Belch! Why? ”

Carlos asked, confused.

Although a griffon knight requires a long period of training before it can be used in combat, it is not necessary to control the griffon's manned flight, such as the aces of Kudran and Furstad, and a random 300 hours of flight record is enough.

"Because we've put all the rich men on the other side of the coast."

"Did something happen?"

"Yes, the group of orcs who attacked Hinterland before crossed the mountains, and should have gone to Quel'Thalas."

Carlos couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this.

"Oh, a toast to more glory for our noble Prince Kael'thas of glory."

"!" (To be continued......)