The Arathi Plateau, as the cradle of human civilization, is actually not very good.

It is not difficult to understand why the citizens of the city during the Alathi Empire would rather fall out with the royal family than leave the protection of the Soladin Wall and go to the more "dangerous" north, if the Arathi region is really good.

For a more fertile land, of course.

With the emigration of a large number of people, the originally overburdened land was finally able to support the existing population of Arathi, and the grain import area of the Arathso Empire gradually became a grain export area.

Although the drought affected the harvest in the Arathi region, the looting of the farms still greatly relieved the pressure on the orcs to survive.

But Sal understands that this is not a long-term solution.

The self-proclaimed prophet offered Thrall a tempting plan ———— leave and head west.

Although he has reservations about Medivan, the more Sal thinks about Medivan's plan, the more it makes sense.

Staying in the Eastern Kingdoms, sooner or later the orcs will either perish or be captured back to continue as slaves.

It's a simple multiple-choice question, which side is stronger, more than six million humans or less than a million interned orcs.

There's no choice at all.

Even Thrall understands that because of what he has done, many innocent orcs will be angered and killed.

But Thrall has no regrets, and he would rather die than be free.

At the same time, the new big chief of the tribe who was driven to the shelves also truly experienced what it means to be under heavy pressure.

The alliance is too strong.

Or that Carlos' army is too strong.

Although in Carlos's opinion, the current soldiers are far from catching up with the group that Tulayan brought to Draenor, the alliance's perfect logistics and training are not comparable to the orcs doing farm work in the detention center.

No matter how powerful it is, instinct can't defeat the systematic training that the art industry specializes in.

As a result, Carlos pressed forward and Sal fought and retreated.

Although the orcs showed no signs of defeat in a short period of time, and even made considerable gains in skirmishes, Carlos did not panic at all.

As long as the Saldo Bridge is not lost, the orcs are destined to not be able to turn up any storms.

And once the league got used to that pace, it was clear that Sarr felt the pressure of breathlessness.

After going around the Arasi Plateau for more than half a month, Carlos was constrained by the terrain of the Valley of Refuge and once again lost the opportunity to finish the battle. Although the strategic space of the orcs gradually shrank under his oppression, it was impossible to eliminate the slave rebel army led by Thrall in a short period of time.

It has nothing to do with the influence of the moon god on Carlos on a subconscious level, but it is not only Thrall who gradually learns and grows up in the war, but also many new generations.

Under the pressure of Carlos and his legions, the nascent horde adapted to the war at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Carlos couldn't help but feel that orcs really deserve to be a natural fighting race.

Good thing I have it too.

After a long journey, the elven immigrants from Kalimdor are gradually arriving in the Eastern Kingdoms, along with the glorious orcs who have been "tested".

The tide of war is irreversibly tilting on Alterac's side.

Although Carlos has no interest in helping his old friend Danas take care of the Torbain family's, Fort Riptide cannot refuse the Alliance's expropriation of Torbarad's port docks.

It seems that Thrall is leading the tribe to a slow death.

Against this backdrop, Verinde. Starsong arrives in the Arathi region.

It can only be said that with the face of an elf, it is really popular in the territory of humans.

Along the way, as long as the diplomatic rhetoric of "I want to see the card king" is offered, there are people who eat and drink well, and the chariot and horse guards are arranged.

So, after more than half a month of traveling, Verinde. Starsong finally meets Carlos in the Valley of Refuge.

The orcs couldn't hold such a wide front, and after more than half a month of valley confrontation, Thrall took the initiative to retreat. However, Carlos did not plan to rush forward desperately, so the main army was stationed in the Valley of Refuge for reinforcements.

Carlos was taking the cooler as the guards took the priestess to the caverns of the valley, which had been converted into a command post.

The staff officers around him were busy making battle plans, Carlos pulled a horse and sat down in the vent to rest, and in the valley, more than 13,000 soldiers who took turns to rest enjoyed a rare rest.

If it weren't for the smell of gunsmoke and blood, it seems that there would be no strife here.

A simple greeting, a rough meal, and a cup of hot tea, Carlos listened patiently to Vilinde. Star Song makes up stories.

"The friend you're talking about is actually yourself."

Carlos's soul was shocked, and Verinde. Xingge's violet skin couldn't hide the surging red of blood.

"Though you deceive me with lies......"

"No, it's because I ......"

"But for Dandema's sake, I forgive you."

"Actually...... I'm sorry, the stakes are high, I can't ......"

"I'm a paladin, and you can always trust Carlos. Barov. ”

"Then Your Majesty, please arrange a secret place, and I will show you what I have hidden and feared."

A long journey, mentally burdened by Vilinde. Xingge couldn't breathe, she didn't understand why she trusted a human so easily, but at the same time she was worried, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Finding a hidden location was not a problem for Carlos at all, and there were many naturally formed caverns at the bottom of the Valley of Refuge, and Carlos led the way, leading Willinde. Starsong went to one of the deeper and more spacious ones.

The light of the torches dispelled the dead silence of the cavern, and Verinde. As if by magic, Xingge pulled out the luna scythe from behind her, and Carlos almost couldn't help but go around behind her to see what this magical spatial magic was.

"The cause of everything is this luna scythe."

Under the flickering firelight, there were shadows on the stone walls of the cave, and it seemed that countless demons with sharp teeth and claws were dancing wildly.

Carlos from Willinde. The luna scythe in Star Singer felt a familiar aura, as well as a not-so-familiar aura.

"Can I take a closer look at it?"

"Your Majesty Carlos, this luna scythe is dangerous, it's ......"

Carlos spread his wings of light, and a pure, soft light illuminated the entire cavern.

“…… Take a look. ”

Verinde. Starsong presented the luna scythe with both hands for Carlos to see.

So, the moment Carlos held the luna scythe, a large number of visions appeared in his mind.

There is the bloody battle between the elves and Sartre, the anger and madness of the werewolves, and the scattered fragments of all kinds of broken pieces.

At the same time, there was a desolate wolf howl.

Carlos seemed to have woken up from a big dream.

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