Brother is not in the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes have the legend of the brother.

Carlos couldn't help but think a little about the documents that had been passed on thousands of kilometers in the proposed command tent.

The script is written, the actors are in place, the bait is down, and the fish bites. The last of the stalwarts of Alterac City to maintain stability were transferred to quell the rebellion, and the ambitions of the betrayers were about to be exposed, but who would have thought that thousands of miles away, the fate of the unknown king and his most trusted army were already ready to go, just waiting for a rebellion to occur.

The magical society is good, although the conditions are harsh, but the reliability of the large portal is still trustworthy, when the rebels think they have achieved victory, with a king of ten to send an army out of thin air, that kind of despair, that kind of sourness.

Although he is past the second stage of middle school (he thinks so), Carlos still likes this kind of slap in the face.

Killing batch after batch, there is reform, which will inevitably touch the interests of some people, and betrayal is inevitable. Carlos never thought that the fact that he was shocked and everyone died for me would be real, but since he ascended the throne, the drama of co-opting and suppressing waves has never stopped. Judging from the information gathered, Lothar has basically completed the matter of unifying the alliance, and the southward movement is just around the corner. When the recuperation of the **** wound of the monster of the alliance is completed, anyone who hinders the giant beast from fighting with the sworn enemy "tribe" will be torn to shreds.

Therefore, there are not many opportunities for their own external enemies to stir up trouble.

And internally, the guys who previously had the strength to rebel, or the destruction of humanity. Or the assimilation of interests, there are not many people who have the motivation and ability to have this kind of prestige appeal.

Let Carlos and the Barov family develop for a few more years, and these people will eventually lie dormant until they die.

Carlos had to admit. In the process of ascending to the top, there was too much helplessness and too much filth.

But it's all worth it, and you want to get a happy ending for everyone, and you don't want to pay the corresponding price, where is this kind of good thing.

After tomorrow, the kingdom of Alterac will finally be my strongest foundation.

Carlos walked for a moment and turned back. It was found that the candle was almost burned out.

Is the night already so deep?

I have the impression that this is already the fourth candle.

To make sure nothing goes wrong, the portal has been charging since yesterday afternoon. It's always in a pre-activated state, and Carlos also thinks that he is young, and staying up all night won't affect the battle that may take place tomorrow.

Motioning for the guard to light another candle, Carlos stood up and stretched. Walked around the table twice.

And then. A low roar came from afar.

"Master of Bricks, please...... And Master Sola came. ”

The terrifying roar gave Carlos a sense of foreboding.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid we're in big trouble."

Fang Brick is middle-aged, even though he is successful in magic, his body is not as good as that of a young man, and his swollen eyes show a worried look.

"It's not a big problem, listen to the sound, it's just a tidal giant, and at most a sirens and sea beasts."

And as "old people". Sora is indeed full of vitality and doesn't care.

"You're enough. There are no Silver Moon Guards or a Legion Archmage here, give constructive advice, and if not, please shut up. ”

Seeing that Sora was about to run the train with his mouth full again, Carlos quickly rounded up the conversation.

Seeing the meaning of exploration in the eyes of his eldest young master, Fang Brick explained: "I'm afraid it's the portal that attracts these guys. The power of the wetland itself is not strong, but the portal we built gathers the water elements within a radius of hundreds of miles, and this rich water power is an irresistible temptation for these sea creatures like catnip to cats. ”

"But it's hundreds of kilometers from the coastline, and the marine life has dog noses?"

Carlos wanted to tell Fang Brick that according to the experiments of some cat slaves in his previous life, catnip was only attractive to seventy-three percent of cats, but thinking about it at the moment, he didn't say anything.

"Your Majesty, Mage Leslin has asked to see you."

The guards nodded in response, and a moment later, the black-robed mage walked in.

"Your Majesty, I spotted fish-man nightcrawlers snooping around the camp."

The black-robed mage unhurriedly reported his findings, and then stood aside.

"Oh, it may be that we fishmen have eaten too much and have attracted revenge."

Sora fanned the flames.

"Don't make trouble, swamp fishmen and deep-sea fishmen are not all the way, I don't read much, don't lie to me."

Ignoring Sora's gags, Carlos trusts his knowledge more.

In all fairness, the army stationed in the wetlands can be considered the best elite division of Alterac, more than half of the soldiers are veterans who fought from the orcs invading the Hillbride Hills until the Alliance won the Battle of Hillbride, and for this plan, the logistics are well prepared, Carlos is not afraid of the challenge of the sea beasts.

But dreadnought doesn't matter.

The ultimate goal of the plan is to fight the sea beasts in the city of Alterac, thousands of miles away, where it is not in Carlos' interest.

"Blow the rallying call, set up the defensive line, Sora, please go there yourself and find out the specific situation."

After thinking about it for a while, Carlos finally gave the order to prepare for war, and carefully sailed the ship of ten thousand years.

"No problem, dear, but I want to get rewarded early!"

Looking at Sora's pursed mouth, Carlos felt a pain in his eggs.

If you were normal, it would be okay to have two friendly matches, but you're a girl, I'm ......

"Uncle Fang Brick, I'm sorry for you."

Carlos changed the order

"Okay, I'll go back to the portal and set it up and go."

"Don't, I'll go, I'll go!"

Ignoring Sora, Carlos nodded to the trumpet, and soon, the short, majestic sound of the trumpet pierced the silence of the night.

In the end, Sora, who had a bitter face, still begged for a way to investigate.

"You're going to scout yours, why are you pulling me?"

Reslin's face was dissatisfied, observing and actually maintaining the portal up close was a rare experience for a mage, not to mention that Fang Brick's attitude towards himself was kind, and he did not hesitate to answer some academic questions, so Reslin didn't want to leave the camp at all.

"Isn't it the portal construction of the elemental resonance type, the only thing that is new is the framework composition of the preset runes, and the only difficulty is that the precise positioning has been calculated in advance, what is there to learn, go out with the old lady for a wave, and I'll teach you when I go back."

Sora said nonchalantly.

"Quel'Thalas gave you so much, why would you even oppose it."

Leslin asked, frowning.

I have to admit that Sola is indeed a genius, whether it is martial arts or magic, or knowledge, she is the best choice, but her attitude makes Leslin very dissatisfied, and even disgusted.

"It is precisely because of the depth of love that I hate it so hard."

Sora's sudden seriousness makes Reslyn a capital bewilderment.

But without more words, Sora walked slowly out of the camp.

The night was dark, covered by thick fog, and even the light of the camp fire could not reach ten meters away.

Before Sora's figure faded, Leslin chased after him. (To be continued.) )