Chapter 82: Please Call Me Barov IV

Carlos' garrison camp was in a mountain pass north of the gate near the Wall of Soradin. Three layers of wooden barriers formed the first line of defense, and a large number of trenches and buried spikes of wood stubble spread all over the perimeter of the camp to form the second line of defense, and 3,000 soldiers were the last line of defense.

However, Carlos's arrangement seemed to the soldiers to be simply superfluous.

"There are three whole legions in front of us, and Lothar really doesn't think of me as a regular army." Carlos checked the camp again, and went back to the command tent with nothing to do and chatted with Uncle Brick.

"It's normal, do you want to put you on the front line and die from the accidental injury of the support artillery fire?" Fang Brick complained mercilessly.

"You are slandering and maliciously slandering the Alliance!" Carlos pointed to Uncle Brick's nose.

"Big young master, isn't it good to be safe and stable? War kills. "Uncle Fang Brick couldn't be calmer anymore.

So Carlos put away his hippie smile as well.

"Did you come here for the sake of merit and bragging capital? I'm fighting with the determination to die. ”

Carlos's sudden gesture of surprise surprised Fang Brick.

"I want to hear about it." Uncle Fang Brick finally looked at Carlos with stern eyes.

"After that, you won't be able to get off the boat." Carlos warned.

"I've been on the thief ship a long time ago, okay, how many dirty things have I done for you behind my back, and you are hypocritical with me at this time." Uncle Fang Brick took a sip of dissatisfaction.

"The Light guides us in our path." Carlos said.

"Speak human words."

"When I became a paladin, I briefly saw the future." Carlos came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Foresight or foresight." When Uncle Fang Brick heard this, his expression became stern.

In Azeroth's wizard circles, prophecy spells are not a rarity, and the bricks are also understood.

The so-called foreknowledge is a certain connection with the world itself, and the hint of a certain world consciousness is obtained, and it is extremely reliable information.

The so-called future vision is something even more remarkable, and people who have reached a certain level of strength have experienced this experience. It's a magical experience where you look at it and suddenly the subsequent development of things appears in your mind, and as long as you don't interfere, it will definitely happen. Fang Brick himself had a few similar experiences, so he hurriedly asked.

"I don't know, in front of me is the boundless tide of darkness, and when I look back, I see the ruins of Kelldaron and the endless sea of corpses and blood of my compatriots." Carlos replied.

"What do you want me to do." Fang Brick understands that Carlos and himself will definitely not say this for nothing.

"My status is still not enough, I need to say it through your mouth." Carlos finally reveals his true intentions.

"To whom, to what." Fang Brick is not a nerd who only knows how to do research, and his speech is to the point.

"Alex. Barov, let him keep an eye on His Majesty our King Aiden. Carlos's voice was as low as a wail from the abyss.

In an instant, Uncle Fang Brick made up a two-million-word book of grievances and hatreds of wealthy families.

"Do you know what I'm going to face if the intelligence goes wrong?" **Shi Fangzhuan's throat was a little dry, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Carlos had no follow-up words of persuasion, and the two of them just sat in the empty command tent, knowing that Ymir had come to report.

"General, the orcs have landed in our northwest direction, and there is information that a force of about 10,000 people is coming straight to the gate of Soladin, and the general command has asked us to annihilate the enemy army according to the situation." Ymir was mixed with fear and excitement.

"These animals don't even need to rest to start fighting." Carlos stood up, straightened his long hair in a high ponytail, and put his helmet on.

"Order the whole army to be on alert, ready to reinforce friendly forces at any time." Carlos gives the military order.

"Yes." Ymir took the order and left.

Half a year ago, Carlos and a group of fellow paladins managed to drumble up the barecast iron thing, and in Alonthos. With the support of Archbishop Fao, he took up valuable transport capacity secretly from Minethil to the Iron Fort in the melting pot of the Copperbeard Dwarves to quench and transport back.

The other paladins all commissioned the craftsmen of the Knights of the Silver Hand to forge armor and weapons, but Carlos specialized and asked Lordaeron's most famous craftsmen to create a set of armor.

The quenched light cast iron is dull and dull, and the texture is similar to that of inferior steel. However, once the power of the Holy Light is infused, a magical reaction will occur, and the Light Cast Iron will have an extremely strong conductivity of the Holy Light and a hard texture. Carlos used to use Boniguto. The Phantom Dancer used all his strength to cut a piece of light-cast iron ingot infused with holy light, but he only cut a five-centimeter-deep sword mark, which could be used to assess how hard it was.

Leaving the pensive ** division, Carlos walked out of the camp and went to urge the officers to clean up the ranks.

It took almost an hour for the team to assemble, and Carlos couldn't help but praise Lothar for how well he trained.

Many people may naively think that it is not just 3,000 troops, and they can fight in a few minutes.

Miss by a mile.

Armor is a heavy burden on ordinary soldiers, both heavy and distracting, and at the end of the day, just sitting fully armed can be half exhausting to death. The so-called combat readiness is also only wearing the cuirass and crotch guard of the upper body, and other parts will be worn only after receiving clear instructions.

In addition, it takes a lot of preparation to make preparations for the levy, to distribute bows and arrows, to inspect weapons, and to distribute emergency dry rations.

What the? You ask why you didn't give out dry food until the end of the war, and what you did earlier.

If you send it early, will you stay overnight as a soldier? Either stolen by comrades-in-arms or stolen by comrades-in-arms, anyway, it's better to eat it yourself.

Therefore, many supplies will only be distributed in a state of imminent war.

Seeing his subordinates neatly lined up in six squares, Carlos couldn't help but think of the famous saying: A big husband should be like this!

"Soldiers, the orcs are coming. This time it's really here.,Those guys who said they were going to come half a year ago but only came now are finally here.。 ”

The opening remarks succeeded in softening the atmosphere, and Carlos did not interfere with the officers' purging of the smiling soldiers, only waiting for the scene to calm down before continuing.

"We've guessed, we've been scared, and we're still a little excited. Why, because at sea, the alliance dealt a heavy blow to the Horde, and more than 20,000 orcs were sunk in the sea to feed the fish.

We've been training hard for a whole year and all our preparation is for this moment.

The orcs are finally here! An orc force of less than 10,000 men rushed into the encirclement of three legions, not including us, and there were three reorganized legions, two against one!

Soldiers, you sue me, how to lose!

How to lose! ”

The atmosphere was successfully mobilized, and the soldiers below had a high level of battle in their eyes, but they remained silent because of the attack of the officers' eyes.

With a fire still missing, Carlos continued to drum up his men.

"I love a challenge! Because that is the punishment of justice. ”

"Let's find some stronger enemies! The army of the Alliance, unbeatable! ”

"The heart of battle, until death! Death is like home, right today! ”

"Brothers and sisters, fight side by side with me! Those who offend our alliance will be punished even if they are far away! ”

Finally, the atmosphere was ignited.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"