Carlos is a general theist, he believes in Murphy's Law, in metaphysics, in the will of the universe, in the mystery does not save the wrong, and Krypton does not change his life.

So he's in a terrible mood right now.

There are three laws of conservation of character.

Article 1 - All problems in life can be summarized into two problems, the problem of character and the problem of appearance.

Article 2 - Appearance and character are inversely proportional.

Article 3 - If you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back.

Carlos has always felt that it is normal for a handsome guy like himself to occasionally owe something in character, and it is not surprising.

But from the moment he left the Hoop excavation site, a malice hidden in his luck made Carlos feel uncomfortable.

There is a shortage of food before entering the secret passage, and he immediately encounters a herd of migrating deer.

Walking in the barren land, the underground artesian spring that was originally a supply point dried up, and there was a crisis in drinking water, and it immediately poured heavy rain.

A large number of earth elemental runners rioted inexplicably, and immediately an orc army came out to take the blame.

EVERYTHING, PUT ON OTHER PEOPLE, I AM AFRAID THAT A THOUSAND WORDS WILL BE COMBINED INTO ONE LUCKY. But Carlos was afraid, really afraid, as if an invisible hand was pushing him forward.

Come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back, overdraft your character in these details, and you have to stab Lou Zi at the critical moment!

"This is it. We walked from the underground passage to the Crack Canyon, avoiding the crumbling terrain of most of the Badlands, and then marching southeast for about a day or so to reach the mountains that cut off the Badlands and the Dark Swamps, with a road in the mountains that bypassed the orc's eyeline and led to Morgan's sentry. It's been a hard ride. ”

Brian. Copperbeard took out the map and compared it, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The barren land is barren, and there are not many terrain and features that can be used as a marker, and dwarven expeditions often get lost. And the route chosen by Carlos. Brian. Copperbeard had only heard of it, but had not walked through it until he saw the eagle's beak rock marked on the map, and finally determined that he had not taken the wrong path.

"How long will it take us to get to our destination?"

Carlos pulled out the water bladder, pulled out the plug, and took a sip. He moistened his throat and asked slowly.

"It depends on the road conditions, and it will take five to seven days."

Brian. Copperbeard thought for a moment and used his vast experience of exploration to assess an approximate time.

Then Carlos felt even worse.

Today, April 5th, there are only eight days until April 13th, and the time is so tight.

From another point of view, the time card is so accurate.

Although its own system has always been a favorite to use and not roll high-cold, it has never released any DoOrDie's main quest. But when it comes to Elune, Carlos really cares.

The biggest difference between traveling and marching is whether or not you are willing to think.

Travel, stop and go, see all the flowers at the end, reflect the joys and sorrows of life, walk the road, and refine the heart.

March. Fight for time, be able to stand without sitting. If you can climb, you have to move forward, and there is only the road in your eyes, but there is no scenery.

Although there were gagging from the dwarven guides along the way, the fatigue still lingered in the team.

I really want to fight the orcs!

After hearing the soldiers' whispers in private, Carlos pretended not to know and continued to walk silently.

Finally. Two days later, I stepped into the trail.

"It's not good, Carlos, look at these footprints, the orcs have penetrated north over the mountains. Fortunately, the barren land is barren, and the problem of transportation and supply is too great. Let the orcs give up the tactics of massive frog jumping, otherwise we will be in big trouble. Hopefully they didn't discover the trail. ”

From the clues, Brian. Copperbeard discovers the terrible fact that the orcs had at least planned to attack the dwarven kingdom directly north from the Dark Swamp across the mountains.

"Don't scare yourself, Brian. Traveling through the barren land, everyone has to carry food supplies as heavy as themselves, plus drinking water supply points are difficult to find, weapons and equipment are heavy, and orcs can't get out of the barren land without carrying two of themselves. We walked from the crack canyon, and we managed to avoid the sun, and if you let them go like this, we wouldn't have to fight them, just wait at the mountain pass to collect the corpses. ”

Carlos, who has personally walked this way, has a deeper understanding of the importance of logistics and supply.

The real Azeroth is not a virtual World of Warcraft, the world is vast, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the game rides a flying mount around the map for 5 minutes, and it takes a month to walk on its own, but it still benefits from a strong physique.

Scorching sun, torrential rain, dangerous monsters and beasts, wild adventures are by no means spring outings, even if orcs are strong, it is impossible to violate the basic laws of biology, so Brian. Copperbeard's worries are a little too much.

"You have a point, but it's possible that the path to Morgan's outpost has been discovered by the orcs."

Brian. Copperbeard agrees with Carlos's statement and raises new doubts.

"It doesn't matter, a team of more than a hundred people like ours can pass, but a thousand teams of orcs are meaningless. Moreover, I don't think that the orc commanders are all fools to explore a possible path in the mountains with a force of this size. What's more, with the defeat of the Hillbride Hills, the orcs are also starting to strain their forces. Don't scare yourself, it's true to hurry up. ”

"That's right, as long as the alliance wins, everything is not a problem."

As they advanced deeper into the mountains, the altitude increased, the temperature dropped, and the roads became difficult, and the soldiers' physical exertion increased rapidly, and food became more and more scarce.

On the fourth day after entering the mountain, the team ran out of food.

"The meat of these birds is really unpalatable."

"Although it is unpalatable, it is not poisonous, and some birds that look fat will have diarrhea after eating it."

Thankfully, there are dwarven guides in the team, and each of these explorers is a master of survival in the wilderness, even in the desolate and barren mountains, but also in the slightest bit of food.

It's not much, but it's better than nothing.

The days of food shortages lasted for a day and a half, and the change in the rocky quality of the mountain made Brian. Copperbeard was ecstatic.

"We're about to get out! You see, from basalt to granite, we're close to the burning plains. ”

The dwarf's loud voice infected the group, and everyone's tired eyes gleamed.

After crossing the top of the mountain, you can clearly feel the natural leaning forward, and it is obvious that it is starting to go downhill.

Carlos, who insisted on leading his troops, did not enjoy any special treatment, and was also hungry, leaving the few supplies left in the team to the soldiers at the outpost.

"Your Majesty, the sentry has come back to report some strange footprints, what seem to be ogres and some other things."

"It's good, I'm hungry, I'll eat the ogre for you!"

Hearing the report of the captain of the guard, there was a small commotion in the team, which was excitement and bloodthirsty killing intent.

"Hm, ogres can eat it too?"

Brian. Copperbeard looked at Carlos with a strange expression and asked in a low voice.

"Cannibals eat forever, my big axe has long been unbearable!"

Too lazy to explain the rhetorical device to the dwarf, Carlos decided to pretend to be a force, so he cruelly licked the corner of his mouth. (To be continued.) )