Why Talesha. Miss Folkston will appear on the walls of Dunhold? Guys, can anyone tell me this? ”

"Your Majesty, it's family leave."

"Huh?"

"Miss Taresa and her parents are Clark Moore's domestic servants."

Hahahaha, this damn feudal system is so "sweet", the vassals of my vassals are not my vassals, and the parents of my servants are naturally not my servants.

Carlos was tired of Clark Moore using a woman's head as revenge.

But from the moral high ground, Kleck Moore didn't make the slightest mistake.

What is the sin of colluding with orcs and releasing prisoners of war privately?

Treason!

How is it punished?

Beheading for public display!!

Carlos had no reason to be upset about this, and if he wanted to express his position, he would even have to give a medal to Clark Moore, who was already dead.

As for why Talesha, who he once thought of, the little maid he asked for from Clark Moore, died on the city wall, and who was trampling on his authority......

It doesn't matter anymore.

It is not difficult to find out, Kleckmore is just an officer in the Kingdom of Lordaeron, a warden, and the "master" of Dunhold Castle, which is better known as Dunhold, but in fact his status is very low.

Until the orcs moved, he couldn't refuse the demands of an Alterac "great nobleman".

However, upon learning that Thrall was leading the orc rebellion, Clark Moore ordered his servant, Miss Taresa's father, Falkston, to write a fake critical illness notice by hand.

So Taresha, who had no idea what was going on behind it, returned to the place where she grew up and set foot on the end of her death.

Although the matter is not big, it has even damaged his reputation if he pursues it.

But Carlos was very sad.

Not just because of the death of an "innocent" woman, but an indescribable feeling.

Carlos felt very uncomfortable inside, things shouldn't be like this, I didn't want this result......

But all this is worthless.

Thrall's messenger has arrived.

An orc with a mouth full of five teeth, including fangs, volunteered to find the Alliance's patrol cavalry with a tattered tribal battle flag, and informed the humans in a skillful lingua franca that he was the envoy of the new Orc Grand Chieftain and wanted to meet the human commander.

The young cavalry did not have a deep sense of the Horde's banner, so he did not collect the banner of the weakened old orc.

So when this orc walked into Carlos's command tent with an unskinned "Y" shaped branch against the banner of the former tribe, Carlos's generals were boiling!

For a moment, even the divine power of the moon god could not suppress Carlos's surging anger.

Hundreds of thousands of people fought bloodily and millions died in the war, the horrible tribe that humanity defeated for the first time after the collapse of the Arathas Empire...... Resurrected?

It's not as simple as a flag.

Perhaps Thrall needs a name to unite his fellow orcs who have just been rescued.

Maybe it's just Orgrim provoking his opponent into looking for a way to break the game.

Or maybe it's just the old orc's own making.

It doesn't matter what the truth is anymore.

Because the generals who had dyed their youth in blood in order to resist the orcs, including Carlos, did not allow it.

"What does your Great Chief want you to bring?"

"Are you the Supreme Commander of the Alliance?"

"I am."

"You're too young to be like."

"I'm Carlos. Barov, you should have heard my name. ”

“……”

Carlos used his majesty to suppress the excitement of his men.

So, the old orc told him that Thrall was going to use the human captives at Dunhold Castle as bargaining chips to negotiate terms with the Alliance.

"Tell Sal that I'm ready."

"The tribe greets you......"

"Do you have any requests before you die?"

The old orc was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand why the man who was calm and flat just now suddenly turned his face.

But soon, the old orc was relieved.

Isn't that a matter of course, otherwise I wouldn't have rushed to get this errand.

Let the young people live.

The old orc turned his head to look at the banner that had been used as a mat, blanket, and shroud, and said without fear, "Let me have a full meal at the end." ”

"I won't ask your name, satisfy him."

The first half of Carlos's sentence is addressed to the fearless old orc, and the latter is to his own people.

You can't let go of the guards of Dunhold Castle who have been taken prisoner by scheming, they don't deserve to die.

So Carlos decided to make a deal with the new chief of the tribe.

But the orcs must not let it go, and after reclaiming the captives, Carlos will launch a stormy battle to shatter any orc tribe's hope of revival.

Thrall is dead, and it's useless for Elune to come, I'll Carlos.

The huge emotional impact briefly broke through the will distortion effect of the power of the moon god on Carlos.

Although this state of affairs quickly stabilized, Elune's shackles on Carlos were broken by a small corner.

"Why? You know it's going to anger humanity! ”

Sal couldn't understand that Orgrim was sending people to die on his back, so he questioned loudly.

"Your understanding of that man is one-sided, and I fought with him. There was no way to get out of it without provoking him, and the terrain of Dunhold was a huge trap, and we stupidly jumped off, though we didn't know what the other side was trying to do. ”

"We have 200,000 people!"

"Back then, I sent 200,000 orcs to die like oil, and I didn't blink my eyes, BOY, you're still very tender."

"But there is no need to provoke humanity, we can ......"

Orgrimmar interrupted Thrall's words.

"The man who pursued us was named Carlos. Barov. At the time, I didn't think he was very powerful, and he was a fairly good commander at best. But after so many years, the commanders who were more powerful than him died, and then he became the most terrible one. You can't lead everyone down without paying the price. ”

"Forget it, it's happened, I'll find a way to hold it up longer after things get worse, you have to ......"

"No, Sal, my child, let me keep this old thing."

"Okay before, let me ...... first"

Orgrim shook his head, slowly untied his legendary black armor, placed it neatly on the ground, and took out the hammer of destruction, handing the handle to Thrall with his own hands.

"I'm old, and you're young, it's time for me to do something for you

Orgrim said with a bitter face.