Of the top 10 reasons not to learn swimming skills, the first three are surprisingly similar.

The first is a well-deserved moral trap to avoid being mentioned as someone your mother and your wife fell into the water to save whom.

The second one satisfactorily solves the inner entanglement of your brother falling into the dung pit whether you can pull him or not.

The third technical circumvention of the logical paradox of walking by the river without getting your shoes wet is extremely suitable for the process of mouthing and talking as an example for side references.

However, whether Carlos can swim or not, it can't solve the pain in his heart as he lifts a stone and shoots himself in the foot.

Bronze dragons are all black and astringent, they can't be provoked, they can't be provoked.

Only when he really rebelled against the sky could he perceive how high Nozdorm's level was, almost as high as his belt.

It's all a lie, what defeats the orcs can beat the Dark Gate Colony Draenor,, Naozu!

Akmund is a scourge star with thirty seconds to arrive on the battlefield, and he won't even give you a chance to shoot fifteen.

He is not wise that is not wise for himself.

Carlos has never stopped on the road of pursuing power, and has always restrained himself to the highest and strictest standards.

At will, he stood at the pinnacle of the alliance's physical side combat power before he was thirty years old.

It's the result of his talent and sweat.

Even vaguely, Carlos has touched the threshold of transcendence, and as long as he crosses it, he is also qualified to open his mouth and close his mouth to talk about "mortal".

But, Sikassi, no matter how bright the future is, Carlos is still a mortal now, and he is not even qualified to look directly at Akmund.

The imprint of time cannot be erased by talent.

Those who are more talented than you work harder than you, how do you win?

Those guys who are as talented as you live tens of thousands of years longer than you, what do you win?

Those guys who are not as talented as you If they work harder than you, losing once will be a lifetime of Chirui.

Those who are not as talented as you are lazy and lazy, shouldn't they be as good as they should win!

Inadvertently, Carlos recalls a quote from the Iron King.

"Don't despise the Burning Legion, even a little imp. Azeroth is special, and having fought among the stars is what makes the Legion terrifying. Don't be presumptuous. ”

The influence of the other party is very strong, and Carlos finds that he often unconsciously tastes the words of the Iron King.

In the final battle, the Iron King had no intention of fighting properly, and pulled himself out, which was called a heads-up, but in fact he was a mouthful of cannons and said a bunch of nonsense, as if he had confessed his last words.

However, despite his disapproval, Carlos found himself under the influence of the Iron King.

Like the fear of Akmund.

Ten years ago, Carlos would have calculated trying to trap the polluters when he learned that Akmund was trying to descend on Draenor.

Swap to ...... The older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are.

Dare to laugh at the fierce man who has no man, just dodge, if you can't dodge, run away.

The legion boss who has destroyed countless worlds is by no means an enemy that mortals can oppose.

Thinking about all this, Carlos had no choice but to use the Great Summoning Technique: Tulayan.

At the beginning, he hated Tulayan as getting in the way, so he fooled Tulayan into building a second line of defense in the dark swamp. As a result, now there is a bigger crisis, so I called my friends over in a hurry.

To be honest, not kind.

But that's what Carlos did.

Briefly recounted the basic situation, Tulayan was not ambiguous at all, directly took over the command of the alliance army, and without saying a word, he let his adjutant pass through the dark door to inform the people behind him, and the rest was over, ready to start the film.

"This?!"

Carlos was stunned by Tulayan's domineering.

"If it were a normal situation, you wouldn't have called me over at all. Since you are calling me so urgently, there must be something big going on. In this case, don't think about the cost of logistics and war. Let's solve the urgent need first. ”

Tulayan's reasons are too strong to refute.

Carlos could only pat him on the shoulder and leave in style.

"Well, well, oh, that's it, goodbye, I wish you good luck."

After listening to Carlos' explanation, Chromie packed his bags and prepared to return to Azeroth.

"Let go, let go, respect the old and love the young!"

was grabbed by Carlos one by one by the two ponytails, and Chromie was furious.

"Great Time Keeper, what do you run when it's time to get down to business?"

Carlos couldn't help but "cut".

"Don't run? If you don't run, it's cold. Has Cenarius heard of it, has his father Malone heard of it? A fierce horse, rampant Kalimdor's invincible hand, the god of travelers, the white deer Malorn, the god yes! With a click, Akmund snapped his neck. God yes, the big guy of the melee department, was killed by Akmund a Fa Ye Ping A, my Cromi's small arms and legs, what to compare with the legion boss. Let go, let go! ”

Chromie taunted and explained, but he also made things clear.

It's just that Carlos isn't satisfied.

"Akmund hasn't come yet, why are you panicking?"

"Why don't you panic, you think it's a big deal? It's naïve, death is the beginning of tragedy. You were captured by Akmund, nothing more than suffering, and the Light gave you the option to commit suicide. If I get caught, things will be a big deal, and by studying my body, the Legion will likely find the key to breaking through the walls of Azeroth. And I, I can't kill myself if I want to, I can't die if I want to. You say I can't run! ”

Having said that, Carlos had no choice but to let go, for reasons too sufficient, sufficient and necessary, so necessary that he could not refute it at all.

In a way, Chromie is indeed more important than Carlos.

"So, do you have any suggestions? Before leaving. ”

Carlos sighed helplessly.

"Suggestion...... Well, there really is. ”

Chromi thought for a moment with his chin, then nodded.

"Speak, please."

Carlos was suddenly respectful.

"First, be prepared to blow up the Dark Gate. Don't listen to the nonsense of your mages, as long as the yield is enough, black powder can destroy the dark gate, not to mention the magic bomb. ”

"Well, well, I think so too."

"Second, a guy who is as powerful as Akmund, the movement of the portal that summons him must not be small. It's not that I look down on orcs, but at their level, summoning Akmund is indispensable for blood sacrifices and soul sacrifices. If you can't find anything from the flow of demonic energy, let's look at the movement of the orcs. ”

"I see!"

After listening to Chromie's analysis, Carlos had a sudden realization, no wonder the orcs had the wrong strength, and the blood sacrifice was !!

"Finally, I'll give you a final recommendation."

Chromie mixed up with Long Wei as he spoke, and Carlos understood what the other party meant, and stood up very formally and earnestly, ready to listen to the elder's teachings.

"Don't be strong, don't retreat directly, blow up the door of darkness, and go back to your hometown. If I don't think the situation is right, I'll do it for you, even if you think everything can be reversed. Compared to Akmund, your alliance, these tens of thousands of people, are nothing. I mean it, it's the dragon's warning, its threat, and its sincerest advice. ”

With that, Chromie's figure left an afterimage in Carlos's eyes like an accelerated television screen, and then vanished.

"Khadgar, did you hear that?"

Carlos looked at the small table, chair and bench in Chromie's tent, and sat down on the bed.

Moments later, Khadgar walked in.

"Of course, a large part of what the little man said was actually meant to me."

"And what are you going to do?"

Carlos asked.

"Sniff out and destroy the enemy, of course."

Khadgar said with a high spirit.