Chapter 480: Reminiscing about the past, the years are thick

The Council of Tirisfa was absent for the first day I don't know how many days to think about it.

It is always after the loss that I can experience the sadness of being loved, and it is always when I grow up that I understand the haggard of my fathers.

Ah~~~~~~ flying freely, but the sky is gray.

Ah~~~~~~ chased hard, and was hammered by the Burning Legion.

In the battle with Varimatas, Carlos sensed that he was a little inflated.

A Dreaddemon who was rejected by the world, and was not even a real person, was so able to fight, how did the Night Elves and the Dragon Legion win back then.

The calamity of Azeroth, under the surface of the blossoms and prosperity, is a turbulent apocalyptic crisis.

The purge continues, many warlock organizations have been uprooted, and Carlos is not prepared to be the bad guy, even if some are victims of Dalaran's power struggle.

The battle with the Dreadlord and the sinkholes left behind after the war tell the world about the courage of the Knight King. Especially the survivors who participated in the battle, in order to highlight their role, they even touted Carlos without a lower limit, and raised Carlos's force without a ceiling.

For a while, everyone knew that the king of Alterac was not as strong as a person.

Killing, Carlos smelled the smell of killing.

Even if it was a cult within the paladin at first, it has gradually changed its flavor later.

In a rolling stance, Carlos retracted Kyldaron and retracted into the middle of the lake.

The king's common problem ———— always have people who want to harm me.

In an announcement, Carlos claims that he has been injured in a battle with an extraterritorial demon and needs to recuperate.

The reality is that while escaping the internal forces of the Alliance, the industrial modernization within Alterac is intensified.

Comprehensive modernization is a joke for the human race of Azeroth, education costs money, training costs money, and the master who can't get around anything is even more desperate for money, without money, you still want to live a modern life? Wash and sleep.

Therefore, starting from industry is the most feasible plan.

Integrate the traditional handicraft manufacturing into a large factory to improve production efficiency, the dwarves have been doing this for hundreds of years, and the dwarves also have the relevant technology, directly marking the imprint of the Barov family's industry, and then putting some dry stocks to win people's hearts, the first and second steel mills of the Alterac State, the State Foundry Bureau, and the aristocratic joint military industrial system were thus built.

Smooth as Carlos expected.

If you think about it, that's actually what happened.

Excessive production will affect the handicraft manufacturing in the noble lord's own domain, so the nobles are against it.

Alterac's original class has been purged for three years on the left and three years on the right after Aiden's death, and the old aristocracy has basically cooled down. In the Orc War, Alterac was the hardest hit area of the war, and the production base was destroyed. Now, the whole kingdom lacks nothing but grain, wood, cattle and horses, and in this kind of feudal kingdom dominated by a seller's market, the king takes the lead as a dumper, and as long as he does not eat alone, the opposition is very small.

And only two steel mills and one foundry, although they have an overwhelming efficiency advantage over the original blacksmith workshops, are still in short supply when it comes to the needs of hundreds of thousands of people in Alterac.

Therefore, the expansion of reproduction has become a hot topic in Alterac China.

Originally, the old father Alex wanted to sell the factory construction rights for money to relieve the financial pressure, but Carlos refused. No way, in my poisonous vegetable Alterac, the dish is boiling or something, what competition brings technological innovation, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this set.

State-run, state-run, or state-run, there is no problem with investing money in shares, and there is no problem with shipping and distribution at preferential prices.

Even if the king is so arrogant and unreasonable, in the face of huge interests, the nobles and rich merchants still kneel and lick without restraint.

Letting everyone have their own fork has become a political slogan.

Behind this is Carlos's attempt to influence the structure of society with productivity.

Politically, the effect is not obvious, but commercially it is very successful.

In less than a year, Alterac ironwork has managed to storm artisanal blacksmith shops including Lordaeron and Gilness.

If it weren't for the huge gap in the country, Dalaran would never be able to fill a mouth, and it is estimated that the first commercial war in the human world would have begun.

Anyway, the Hammer Dwarves in Eagle's Nest Mountain have already demanded that Carlos must be protected by trade with business partners, at least for the same position, the Hammer Dwarves must be treated twenty percent higher than the Copperbeard Dwarves in Ironforge Castle.

Three hammers are a family, tsk.

The unique geography of Alterac means that Carlos can do whatever it takes to keep Anhador and Tarummir in check, even if it is a great leap forward.

But within the alliance, the trouble is big.

Nothing to do with military affairs, Tulayan had exhausted the last of the orcs in a long time, and the army to the south had finally reached into the dark swamp.

The conditions are ripe for the final campaign.

Streamlining and streamlining, Tulayan now has less than 20,000 available troops, and even so, the cost of maintaining such an army has become a huge burden within the alliance.

Tulayan wrote to Carlos more than once to complain: You said that at the beginning, 200,000 regular troops and 100,000 reserves could be supported by a real alliance of 300,000 troops, but now there are 20,000 people, why are you complaining about it?

Carlos thought about it, but didn't say anything to Tulayan in his reply.

Because of the Elwin region, the total number of survivors in the Storm Kingdom is close to one million.

This was truly beyond the expectations of the kingdoms of Lordaeron.

Swept over and over again by the orcs, it was thought that the Morgan militia and Lakeside Town were the last human settlements in the South.

As a result, after the recovery of Stormwind City, God knows where these people were hiding before, and in just a few months, they actually gathered such a huge number.

Lordaeron Continent, because of Lothar, because of Terenus, because of Carlos, because of the hard struggle of the Alliance, there is still half of the country free from the baptism of war, at least the resumption of production has this half of the country as the foundation, and life is still good.

And in the Elvin Forest, the farmers want to farm, and they have returned to the state of stone knives and stone hoes.

In one word, miserable.

A large amount of supplies were used to resettle the victims, and it is not difficult to imagine Tulayan's situation.

Logically and in general terms, there is nothing wrong with doing this.

But the landlord's family has no surplus food.

Do you expect a bunch of feudal aristocrats to carry forward the communist spirit of support from all sides when one side is in trouble?

, Stormwind!

The old father-in-law, Terenus, was almost overwhelmed by the pressure.

Especially Anduin. Lothar has been dead for almost a year.

I can't even eat butter, who cares if you can eat bread or not.

If it weren't for the fugitive orcs, the people of Lordaeron would have forgotten what a terrible existence the tribe was.

Time is really the sharpest knife in the world.

Carlos, who is powerful in the country, patiently waits for the seeds he has planted to take root and speak, patiently accumulating strength, except for the things of the Knights of the Silver Hand, as if he doesn't care about the outside world at all.

His gesture more or less calmed the minds of others, and also made the world selectively forget his exploits for the Alliance.

Until Tulayan's messenger arrived in the city of Lordaeron with blood-stained letters.

Until a terrible news spread through the human world again.

Orcs, the army has been reinforced.

Horde, back.