During the five-day meeting, Bertone watched the play and Prodmore was absent, and the focus of the debate was actually who had the power to make decisions.

Needless to say, General Audren is the obvious choice for the manager, and Carlos also has this self-knowledge, and tactically speaking, he is a rookie. Cold weapon warfare and ** warfare have a completely different focus, and Carlos doesn't want to do something that will be incompetent and exhaust thousands of troops. But the strategic decision-making power is still something that can be fought for, but on paper it is the racial talent of the people of my Celestial Empire, up to ninety-nine, down to just leaving, anyone can comment on the international form shì one, two, three, four, not to mention his own pseudo-prophet.

Glaine. Viscount Harrimans, a distant relative of the Barov family, and Alex's chosen spokesman. This old man in the Mediterranean has a small territory and a lot of qualifications, and he used to be the literary secretary of the former king, and Odren is also considered to have grown up with him. There was such an old man roaming around the conference table, and General Audren still did not get the right to make military decisions for the coalition forces in the end. The right to make decisions was decided by the nobles, and more than half of them were executed.

"Uncle, there are a total of one hundred and fourteen nobles with the right to decide, and sixty-two of them are ours. How to beat him, Audren has the final say, and you have the final say on what to fight. "Glen. Viscount Harrimans was a generation behind Carlos in terms of seniority, and the embarrassing life in his later years made the former clerk deepen his understanding of money, and the incorruptible official of the past now called his young uncle who was forty years younger than him indifferently.

"Lord Viscount, how can you cling to relatives in the barracks? You lost your words. Carlos nodded lightly. CCTV Golden Theater has watched so many historical costume dramas, which is still very helpful for how to grasp the identity.

"What Your Excellency Lord said is that it was the old man who lost his word." Glaine. Harrimans happily admits his mistake and feels as if the two are getting closer.

"In the early stage of the military discussion, we should not oppose for the sake of opposition, General Odren is a veteran, we have to listen to it if it makes sense, do you say that is the truth?" Carlos filled Glen's teacup.

"Your doctrine is our doctrine." After bowing down, Glyan drank his tea.

This old dog is so good! Carlos smiled with satisfaction, Glyan smiled, Uncle Brick was so uncomfortable in the room as a magic consultant, he didn't laugh, he didn't laugh, and finally he shriveled twice to meet the situation.

This dirty political zhì, Uncle Fang Brick thought so.

Because Hinterland is an undeveloped primeval forest to humans, there is a natural road found by hunters to the north of Dunhold Castle, which is one of the important reasons why the coalition forces have assembled here, and if you enter Hinterland from the Arathi Heights, you will have to walk in the mountains for at least a month. Both Audren and Carlos agreed to repair the road first, at least to allow the carriage to pass. To this end, 1,000 soldiers and 300 locally conscripted civilians are carrying out the work, and it is expected that it will take about 10 days to complete the preliminary work of the project.

Real decisions are never made by the majority. During the waiting time, the noble lords gathered to discuss, but unfortunately there were only three voices that really had weight, the commander of the coalition forces, Audren, Biglas. Bertoun, as well as Carlos.

"Everyone, please be quiet, Todd, and bring things in." Carlos didn't look like Audren wanted to speak, Biglas. Bertone pointed at his son and stood up.

Two soldiers walked in carrying a wooden plank with a shelf, and Todd fastened a large piece of the map sewn into goatskin.

"Ladies and gentlemen, with mountains and endless forests ahead, do you think the Barov family will let their allies go to such a hellish place to die?" Carlos said sensationally, "No, look at what this is, this is a map worth 10,000 gold coins (before leaving from Keldaron, Carlos made his own zuò), a map of Hinterland!" ”

The attendees at the meeting banged the fryer, Biglas. Bertone walked unceremoniously to the wooden board with the map on it. In this era, there were no professional surveying tools, and the production of each map required a high price, and one of the main incomes of explorers was to draw maps.

The map of Carlos zuò is placed in modern times, at the level of the sixth grade of elementary school, but at this time in Lordaeron, it is simply exquisite and has no friends. Everyone believed that the map was worth 10,000 gold coins, and had a higher evaluation of the strength of the Barov family, and the overall effect was +1 morale for all.

"Distinguished Lords, Barov never makes unprepared accounts, and next, I want you to swear in the name of your family that you will not use force in any matter what you see, can you promise me, especially you, Biglas. Mr. Bertonen. ”

Carlos clapped his hands after receiving the oath from everyone, and the bricks were wearing one-toothed teeth. Vicious Tooth walked in.

"A troll!"

"Kill it!"

"Father, Tokaral is trembling." Danas. Thorbain reports his findings to his father.

……

"Enough, where is your sense of honor as a nobleman, and is your oath as worthless as?" Carlos let out a roar of rage, and the scene fell silent.

"Mr. Onetooth, one of the few intellectuals among the trolls, is fluent in human language, and has traveled thousands of miles to help us after hearing about Prince Jerio's tragedy. Isn't this kind of noble, pure, and unhelpful behavior enough to prove Mr. Duya's sincerity? Carlos's words were like a signal, and the nobles of the Glenn family instantly quieted down, and remembered the warm applause under the leadership of Glen.

"Danas, I have the opportunity to get closer to Carlos of the Barov family, I am impressed by this family, a troll traitor, he is really capable." Biglas. Berton whispered softly to his son.

"Carlos, is Mr. Onetooth worth trusting?" General Audren suppressed his applause and finally asked.

"Of course, guards, bring Mr. Duya's sincerity with you." After Carlos gave the order, two guards came in with a large wooden box, and when he opened the lid of the box, a dozen or so troll heads piled up in it, and the smell of blood filled the entire tent.

"In the days when we were discussing the problem, Mr. Duya went to Hinterland first to bring a greeting gift, and at the same time made a significant contribution to the improvement of the map." Carlos nodded at Onefang, who replied in accordance with human etiquette.

"Now, you can ask our friend, Mr. Duya, questions." Carlos returned to his seat and relinquished his position as host to the lingua franca troll.