Why did Carlos dare to show off his might among tens of thousands of trolls with a human with hundreds of dragons?

There are, of course, many reasons for this.

For example, the intrigue between the Evil Moss Clan and the Evil Branch Clan.

For example, the confusion caused by Zandalara's multi-party negotiations.

For example, Illanicus is awesome and the Dream Guardian is invincible.

For example, blocked information.

It happened too suddenly, and what the trolls of Cynsaro knew was that they were going to unite with their distant relatives to form a kingdom, and the moss trolls knew that we were going to conquer Cynsalo and establish a kingdom.

Because Zandalar is connected up and down, promising a good future to all the trolls, the killing of the dogs of the alliance has become a vote and a ritual.

That's why there was Luther King's calculations.

As a result, the stage is ready, the audience is ready, and you tell me that the man is back?

Letting Lutheran King go was part of the plan.

Because his escape will only put the magnates before Cinchero into a deep choice difficulty.

Don't think about it, for the sake of his own position, Lutheran King will inevitably advocate that this is a conspiracy, as long as you kill Carlos, everything will be done.

And Cynsalo looked at the fallen city gate and must have an idea.

That's exactly what Carlos wants.

Tens of thousands of trolls, if they really drill into the mountains and flee to the Arathi Heights, they will be in big trouble.

Giving them the hope of defeating the enemy in front of them is the best way to prevent them from fleeing.

The same is true for moss trolls.

Once the wheel of hatred begins to turn, it is more terrible than the wheel of history, and the sky does not descend on great men, and generally only when one of the two sides of the hatred dies.

Although the moss trolls were moved by the future described by Luther King, there were not many people who deserved to make a concrete plan.

Carlos didn't have time to use love to influence those moss trolls.

War, as long as there is a war, as long as the moss trolls are tainted with the blood and fire of Cinchero, it will be done.

Without Carlos having to make any promises, the moss trolls will take the initiative to kneel down and submit.

Because they have no choice.

Lutheran King is such a pawn.

Leaving Cynçalo with multiple choices, leaving the moss trolls without a choice.

As Illanicus pressed in, the moss trolls finally moved.

The dragonmen had prepared enough for the destruction in advance, which greatly slowed down the movement of the Cynsaro defenders, and the combat effectiveness of Tustin Gou was also much stronger than that of the trolls' defenders, looking at the open gate, the moss trolls stepped into Cincaro.

And under the threat of fear, no matter who is the first to move the knife, the wheel of hatred that Carlos expects has begun to turn.

"Your Majesty, although there are 10,000 moss trolls, many of them are new recruits, and the number of Tistin Gou is not enough to completely crush the tens of thousands of enemies in Cinchero."

Gotakin knelt in front of Carlos, who was sitting at the gate and watching the scenery, with a large and large leader of the moss trolls.

"And then?"

Carlos asked nonchalantly.

"Your Majesty, please, for further instructions."

Gotakin lowered his head and said.

"No."

Carlos' speech caused all the trolls who had been waiting with their heads bowed to look up at him.

“……”

Gotakin had expected many situations on the way here, but he didn't expect it to unfold like this at all, and he was speechless for a while.

You can't be soft, you have to be tough, and letting these guys get Stockholm syndrome is the last word.

Carlos secretly contacted Illanicuus and asked Big Brother for help so that he could put this capital B down.

Then a strong gust of wind struck, and the Elanicus dragon form hovered behind Carlos, and the huge pressure made the trolls' hearts beat a beat slower.

"You ......"

[Big brother, your flapping wings is too loud. 】

[Then I became a human form? 】

[Don't, the oppression is not enough, you can give me a sound amplification spell.] 】

"I won't. 】

【……】

【……】

[Forget it, I'll yell at the top of my voice.] 】

"What do you want to do?"

Carlos yelled, only to find that it didn't work well, so he jumped off the gate and paced in front of the kneeling moss trolls.

And Illanicus found that Carlos had gone down the city gate, so he couldn't cross the city gate?

Sure enough, as long as you are willing to think about it, there are always more difficulties than solutions.

As a result, the thousand-year-old dragon weighed tens or hundreds of tons, which was much better than a battering ram, and half of the city gate was crushed, without injuring several evil moss trolls.

For a moment, the moss trolls' march into the city stopped.

Carlos made sure that Gotakin was watching him, and he made a look of dissatisfaction with the direction that had stopped moving, and Gotakin immediately stood up and shouted loudly.

Looking at the queue that resumed its progress, Carlos nodded slightly.

Gan! Fortunately, the reflex nerve is good, and I resisted the urge to turn back, otherwise I would have fallen off.

Carlos took a breath to calm down and continued pacing.

"Naïve, naïve, living in a dream? Your plans are full of holes. Thank him, your lackey, Grand Master Gotakin of the Alliance. If he says something wrong, I won't give you any chance. ”

Carlos shouted unusually insolently.

"Yo, not convinced? Then come on, start with you, from left to right, one by one, say what are the loopholes in your plan, the former one will say the other and the other will say, if you get stuck, go to death. ”

Extremely cold words, the troll named by Carlos was thinking about the feasibility of a sneak attack, where did he know what plan Carlos was talking about, and what loopholes there were.

Thus, Illanicus' magic arrow ended its life.

And the guy on the right hand side of the dead troll is obviously a little clever ghost.

"Poorly prepared, underprepared with planned materiel."

"Next."

Hearing Carlos's words, the little clever ghost comrade breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Illanicus and quickly lowered his head, afraid of the dragon's eyes.

With an example, it will be easy to do next, there are only about two hundred commanders who are really in charge of the army of the Evil Moss Clan, Gou Tajin has dealt with a batch before, and those who can be trusted have all been lined up on the front line to attack the city, and it will not take much time for these dozens of wavers and centrists to say a word here.

Carlos didn't pay attention to the troll's answer at all, but it was Illanicuus who took the initiative to die with several repetitive answers and stuck for a long time.

So, it wasn't until the last man was finished that Carlos walked up to Gotaki.

"What do you think?"

"Lutheran King's biggest mistake was betraying you."

Look, look, this level of speech not only slapped the sycophants at once, but also pushed the whole thing onto Lutheran King, who is worthy of being the leader of the mercenary group of the mixed alliance.

Carlos thought for a moment and didn't say anything, just smiled and patted Gotakin on the shoulder.

"They are all people who understand, so why would they give up on such a flawed plan?"

After Carlos finished speaking, he let out another heavy "um" (two).

And so, the trolls shuddered again.

yes, how come I didn't find so many loopholes in Lutheran King's plan before, just thinking about the glory of trolls.

People are creatures of the herd, and so are trolls, and if one person says a word of slander, the unconvinced and unlucky ones are dead, and the rest naturally begin to think.

Why?

But Carlos didn't have the time to hold a reflection session.

"Originally, I was going to wait for all of you heads and brains to be burned to death in one go, saving trouble."

Carlos spoke harshly, and Illanicus spewed out a burst of dragon breath, the scorching flames stinging the troll's skin or nerves.

With Illanicus doing his best, no moss troll suspected that Carlos's words were just a show.

"But Gortakin, when you asked Lutheran King if he remembered me, I was a little moved. It turns out that when I saved the world, I was not forgotten. ”

Carlos flattered himself and continued.

"So I'm going to give you, to you, to the moss trolls a chance."

Hearing this, the ears of the trolls present stood up.

"Before dawn, all the trolls outside the city will die, and the trolls in the city can only leave 10,000, you can't do it, the dragon will deal with it."

The powerful words stunned the trolls outside of Gotakim, and some didn't even understand what they meant.

Only the last fire is missing.

Carlos turned his back to the troll and raised his head to Illanicus to make a request.

"Dear Guardian of the Dream Realm, Lord Illanicus, please pull out your hands and hand them over to the moss trolls, and then withdraw the dragon legions in the forest. Deferred punishment of the Moss Trolls. ”

Then Carlos understood that the old dragon Illanicus was also a dramatist.

"The Generalissimo of the Alliance, the King of Alterac, the Enslaver and Patron of the Trolls, Queen Ysera's order is to burn all the trolls to ashes and raze Cynçaro to the ground."

The dragon's ruthless pronouncement almost caused the trolls present to riot, but the previous scene was well done, and the trolls held back and looked at Carlos wistfully.

"But the dragon will not ignore your words, as you said, if there are only 10,000 trolls left in Cinsalo before dawn, the dragon legion will abandon the punishment plan."

With that, Illanicus took up the rubble and rose into the air, killing and injuring the nearby moss trolls, and disappeared into the sky ruthlessly and arrogantly.

The green dragons hovering above Cynçalo also flew at a very low altitude in the direction of Illanicus, leaving a huge shadow on the trolls around Carlos.

Counting sixty in his heart, Carlos said to Gotakin lightly.

"It's time for lunch."

Then, Carlos took a leisurely stroll and sat down on a stone that Illanicus had brought down the city wall.

"Arrange me lunch."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gotaquin drank the others to mobilize, hurry up and hurry, and then go and arrange Carlos's lunch himself.

It was when Carlos was picking and choosing to eat, that Illanicus, in the form of a night elf, returned to him.

"Is that okay?"

Illanicus asked in Elven language.

"The trolls outside the city are done, and now they are missing the inside of the city. Gather your dream guards, something might come out of the moth, or we will do it. ”

Although he learned Elven from Dandema, Carlos had no problem understanding and no problem with writing, but he didn't use it for a long time, and the communication was a little rusty.

However, Illanicus didn't mean to pick a thorn, just nodded silently.

"Taste it? This grilled quail tastes good. ”

"Okay, let's try one."

Illanicus was not pretentious, and reached out to grab one and eat it.

What a dragon, Carlos sighed heartily.