If surrender works, then why do you want me Carlos?

Hinterland's mountainous terrain surrounded by broken valleys is beyond the reach of humans to colonize and pioneer on a large scale.

So it's a natural habitat for forest trolls.

When he encouraged his old father to start a war, Carlos made a move of urbanization to press the Hinterland trolls to the ground and rubbed his temper, to put it bluntly, he used money to kill the enemy, and then looted the gold and gems accumulated by the trolls for a hundred years before returning to his roots.

So the current situation is who fights Hinterland and who loses blood.

For Uther's two legions to defeat Sinsaro, Carlos thinks he is bragging, without four legions, even the logistics line can't be guaranteed, the trolls are reduced to zero, and they drill into the mountains and waters, and what if the worthless Sinzaro is given to you.

No matter how you fight, how to lose, and in the end, a hasty withdrawal of troops is already the best ending.

So Zandalar is worthy of being anxious for justice and righteousness, and he actually let Carlos untie this dead knot.

Without the promise of their successive parties, the current situation would not be possible.

Should we write a letter to the Prophet of Zandala, Comrade Zur, to express my gratitude?

Forget it, it's good to be hated too much, and feel good in your heart.

"I said, I can only live 10,000, let's execute."

Carlos was in a good mood, and while drinking with Illanicus, he gave an understatement.

"But there are more than 20,000 trolls who have surrendered, and it will be very laborious to take care of them."

Gotakin argued in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I forgot that you're old and have a bad memory. The living name of the 10,000 people included the moss trolls, not the captives who surrendered. Or are you so naïve that you think that betrayal doesn't have to pay a price? ”

"Honorable Lord Illanicus, I see that my subordinates are not very good, or please go down with your men to carry it out."

Illanicus. The Drama Wizard held the wine glass in one hand, glanced at Carlos with a playful look, and then slowly turned his head to look at Gotakin, his eyes were full of drama.

Are you serious? I don't leave an inch of grass behind!

Without saying a word, just by relying on his body language and eyes, Gou Tajin understood what the old green dragon disguised as a night elf in front of him meant, and cold sweat couldn't help but flow.

"Your Majesty, there will be a riot......"

Gotakin was almost prostrate on the ground and wailed, tears lingering for reasons he couldn't tell.

"Hey, there is no harm if there is no comparison, I have seen too many ungrateful guys who don't know how to be ungrateful, and your face is so pleasing to the eye. Get up, after all, this king is not a demon. ”

Gotakin looked up in surprise, his impression of Carlos was heroic and open-minded, but he had no mercy for his enemies.

"Take a step back, every Zumashar person can atone for their sins with a Sinsaro head, and two without blood-stained hands."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

Gotakin bowed and bowed and bowed and left in a hurry.

But as soon as he walked out of Carlos' tent, Gotakin was stunned.

Is it true that people are old and have bad brains?

Zumashal's people, in addition to the current army of more than 8,000, Zumashar also has 6,000 women and children, 6,000 multiplied by two plus 8,000, or 20,000......

No, I have already killed thousands of enemies in the previous battle, so I should be able to count them, and I may be able to save some of them......

It is natural to kill the enemy, but the slaughter of the city is too difficult for Gotakin, and almost all of the Cinchero trolls who dare to fight were killed during the siege of the city, and those civilians who surrendered, Gotakin was really ruthless.

So Gotakien, who was played by Carlos, finally understood Lutheran King's thoughts.

It's a pity that Lutheran King is dead, otherwise I would really want to talk to him.

"Is it really good? Do you want to slaughter Cynsaro? ”

"Now I can't hold it, thousands of years of hatred, where can I wipe it away with a few words. Only by letting the Moss Trolls break with the other clans once and for all can I hand over this stone city to them. ”

"You're going to be stationed in Cincalo?"

"It's time to send some troops. The destruction of Cynsaro disturbed Hinterland, not to mention, but also disturbed Arathi. It's okay to deal with it. ”

"Aren't you afraid of forcing your trolls to rebel?"

Illanicus asked earnestly and curiously.

"Then really raze them, I know the green dragon can."

"Huh."

"Haha."

"Ahahaha"

"It's so treacherous to laugh."

"So are you."

Throughout the night, the air was filled with the smell of blood and burnt meat.

Gou Tajin led the Tustin Gou to slaughter seven thousand young men of the Evil Branch Clan in one night, and did not cause a riot among the captives, and his ability was really good.

But that's not what Carlos wants.

Already a vicious dog of the Alliance, Tustin Gou doesn't need to prove loyalty, but the Moss Trolls do.

The new generation of young people has forgotten where they are right, and Carlos helps them remember.

It's still the old rule, stay taller than the wheels, and the rest of the city is circled.

More than 6,000 trolls of Zumashal surrounded the captives with their hands tied, and they already knew in their hearts what was going to happen, but they couldn't believe it, hoping that something would happen.

"Gotaki, give the order."

At the city gate, Carlos looked at the rising sun, with a comfortable face.

"Your Majesty......"

"I gave you a night to think, haven't you figured it out yet?"

“……”

"I understand your feelings, the enemy on the battlefield, you can swing your weapon without any scruples, but for the captives who surrendered, especially your compatriots who look like you, you are shaken."

Carlos's words resonated with the other trolls around him, and the atmosphere was a little low for a while.

"I understand, so I allowed you to shake up all night. Luckily, you're doing a good job. But not good enough. ”

Carlos turned to face Gotakin.

"Physical similarity is not a criterion, only those who think the same way are your fellow citizens. Think about it, you, you, all of you Tustingou at the cost of joining the Alliance. And what have you gained? Those young people outside the city enjoy your efforts, but shout for the glory of their ancestors? ”

Carlos paused.

"Glory does not belong to the ancestors, glory belongs to you. It's for you Tustingo, it's for you, it's for the new trolls. Don't think about what to pay silently and protect silently, you must let young people know how to take the road. As a reward for my loyalty, I will reward you with this city, Cynsalo. ”

Hearing this, Gotakin suddenly froze.

"The old man is not a demon, he won't burn it this time. All my orders are just to clean up and welcome the new owner. ”

"For your will."

Gotakin recovered from his confusion, and his tone became firm again.

"It seems that it has been done, this troll turmoil has really been quelled by you alone. The generalissimo of the Union really lived up to his name. ”

While Illanicus complimented, it was also a resignation, and the main job of the Dream Guardian was always to guard the Emerald Dream.

"Where, without you and your Dream Legion, where would I have been. You are too humble, and the credit is not mine. ”

"Is there anything else I can help with?"

"No, the big picture is decided."

"So what's next for you?"

"Set a small goal and earn it 100 million first."

"Huh?"

"Hahaha."