It took two weeks for Carlos to understand the power of Cenarius.

Well, prestige and ability.

It also made Carlos understand the gap between the Kalimdor continent and the Eastern Kingdom.

Maybe it's upside down, it's the gap between the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor.

It's really hard to imagine what kind of damage the Night Elves have been caused by the Battle of Mount Hyjal and the Battle of Quicksand, which has not yet taken place, can actually reduce this Chosen Race into a vassal who needs to consider the opinions of the Human Taijun.

You know, when more than 3,000 minotaurs stood in front of Carlos, the soldiers around him were about to commotion.

The shock was just too great.

The height of the minotaur ranges from two meters four to three meters five, but with the exception of stunted heifers, basically every adult minotaur is two percent taller than the strongest group of strong men in humans.

This is already a height difference with a sense of oppression.

Therefore, even if Hamuel did things safely and discharged the vanguard troops first as a foreshadowing, when the army arrived, it still caused a huge commotion.

On the contrary, the ogre's reaction was very flat.

A strange chain of fear, the Minotaur is afraid of ogres who can reach up to four meters tall, and the humans who can dominate such terrible monsters; Human beings are afraid of the Minotaur who are three times the number of themselves, especially the Minotaur's weight-bearing capacity, which can still fight with three solid wood totems on their backs, which is terrifying; The melon-eating ogres are afraid of humans, and the "monster king's" subordinates are all monsters, and the ogres are no opponents at all.

A real and fucked-up coalition ecology, Carlos has the urge to smack the tooth.

However, this is such a minotaur, and in the eyes of the Night Elves, it is dispensable.

Malfurion agreed to Hamuel's membership in the Council of Cenarion, but refused the Minotaur participation in the campaign of Silisus.

According to Dandemar, the consideration at the top was that if the Minotaurs joined the Night Elves' forces, it would cause a huge disruptive supply of logistics, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

Well?

Do you look down on the fighting power of the minotaurs or do you dislike them for being too edible......

It's a mystery.

Anyway, it means you Hamuel. The rune totem is awesome to our Malfurion boss knows, and the druids are all family.

The minotaur druid is not a minotaur, just like a white horse is not a horse, and a minotaur is not a cow.

In Carlos's opinion, the arrogance of the Night Elves is the truth that harms them.

But who can say it, Carlos himself has pride and prejudice, and he knows it.

The purpose of the law is to restrain people not to learn badly, and everyone must abide by it, and the purpose of morality is to teach people to be good, but only to restrain themselves.

When you use morality to restrain others, or when others use morality to kidnap you, you are playing hooliganism.

Darnassus did not fail to join the Alliance, and Carlos was not qualified or position to talk about the internal problems of the Night Elves.

So he and Hamuel. Rune Totem is having fun.

The language that can be communicated between the two (cows) is the Salas language of the Night Elves, so the two (cows) use the language of the Night Elves to go crazy Night Elves, and their relationship heats up quickly.

Sure enough, men's friendships begin with a common topic.

At this time, Hamuel was more than twenty years younger than the elder druid who was rooted in Thunder Cliff in another world line, and he was in the year of fighting, although he still believed that the overall situation was in general, but he was a little more full of vitality (the fire of a middle-aged cow).

Overall, still a pretty good buddy.

Although Chenguang tried his best to serve Carlos in every way, hoping that he would make a trip to Eresaras as soon as possible, Carlos received all the benefits, but he did not move for a long time, so that Kirdas couldn't help but come forward again.

However, Carlos still only coped with it.

It cannot be ruled out that Carlos does have the idea of sitting on the ground and raising prices, and the main reason is the problem of troop integration.

Even if Cenarius was matchmaking, Hamuel Niug had no problem, but he couldn't hide a fact.

The power of the minotaurs is too strong, and the human forces under Carlos are too small, plus the hidden danger of ogres......

After repeated reflection, Carlos came to the conclusion that he could not be rushed.

I'm here to reap benefits, not to promote humanitarianism, and if I don't run in, let alone get benefits from Eresaras, it's no problem to overturn.

So it dragged on for another week, and Carlos waited for his men to get acquainted with the Minotaur before the operation to capture the ogre continued.

When Kirdas came for the third time, Carlos finally completed the initial integration of his forces.

The human army of 1,000 people gathered and reunited, 800 ogres were beaten up and submissive, divided into four ranks, 3,000 minotaurs left 1,000 guards in the camp to guard the back road, and Dandelmar managed to pull a night elf scout team of more than ten people It can also be regarded as a force.

"This is the key to the gates of Eresaras. The garrison has fallen to us, and they will let it go. ”

After receiving Carlos's affirmative reply, Kildas finally said something.

As Kildas left, Hamuel asked, confused.

"Putting so many alien troops into your own city, is that elf crazy?"

"Will you let my army into your tribal land?"

Carlos asked rhetorically.

"Yes, you are a friend of Hamuel, a distinguished guest of Lord Cenarius, and the door of the rune totem is always open to you."

Hamuel said sincerely, choking Carlos.

Yes, you have to talk to the little fan brother of the old deer man, and you have to bypass Cenarius.

"What about a centaur?"

"Kill and eat meat."

"Hahahaha, Hamuel, you're not crazy yet."

"Of course."

"But the prince of Eresaras is crazy."

“…… I see. ”

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses, and even Eresaras, who is weak enough to sacrifice his subjects for blood, still has a magical defense system for the city.

If the leading party didn't lead the way, Carlos might not be able to open the door with the little human army in his hand alone.

It took three days for Carlos to reach the outskirts of Eresaras with the coalition forces.

This time, he got serious and no longer defined himself as an adventurer, but as the commander in chief of an army.

So after using the key to open the magic gate of the Hammer of Doom, Carlos did not drive straight into the Royal Library and kill Prince Thorcedrin as the Erudito had expected, but went straight to the civilian area and prepared to suppress the garrison of Heresalas.

"Your Majesty Carlos, what do you mean by that?"

Kildas asked angrily.

"It's just an appointment."

Carlos replied calmly.

"Going to an appointment? Whose covenant? ”

When Kildas said this, he knew he was stupid.

But Carlos didn't mind answering his question.

"The last polymath, McKus."

"Morning light, you ......"

When Kildas turned back to eat and drink the morning light, he found that the man was long gone.

Kildas was about to cast a spell to teleport back to the Royal Library, but Carlos grabbed his wrist.

"Don't worry, I'm a trustworthy person, let's take it step by step."