Before dawn, the guards woke up Carlos, who had slept in the middle of the night.

When he first became king, Carlos suffered from paranoia of murder and told his guards that he had killed people in his dreams.

The guards said Okay King, no problem King, don't worry, we'll pay attention!

So when the personal guards asked Carlos to get up, they would put on armor and shields, and put on a defensive posture, not to worry about His Majesty at all.

It's even more insecure, okay! Mengde, you liar!

As a result, after a long time, Carlos also figured out that if even his personal guards were bribed, how could they be plotted. Failing to be a king and deserving of assassination has nothing to do with the loyalty of the guards.

But Carlos was too embarrassed to tell his subordinates that killing people in his dreams was a joke, so he had to endure the steel shield in front of him when he woke up unnaturally.

"Your Majesty, Master Aurelia has an urgent military situation for you."

When the shield-bearer saw that His Majesty had come to his senses, he took a few steps back and reported on the military situation.

"Got it."

Carlos finished speaking, and closed his eyes again.

"Your Majesty, General Tulayan, they are already waiting for you."

The shield-bearer tried to say something, but Carlos pulled his axe from under his pillow and slashed it.

After a thunderclap, Carlos breathed a sigh of relief.

"You bunnies, am I spoiling you? The guards do what the guards should do, with less mixing with others, understand? ”

"Your Majesty, I know that you are angry when you get up, and I specially chose the heavy siege shield, why don't you come twice?"

"Get out!"

Having chased away his guards, Carlos got up, washed his face, and swayed to the meeting.

What an emergency military situation, make a big fuss.

Carlos decided that there was a truth. Trolls and orcs would never have jumped around Quellins, and it was most likely Tulayan who was doing his job.

As a result, when Carlos swayed and felt the joint command, life gave Carlos a slap in the face.

"Carlos, the scouts of the High Elves have spotted a five-hundred-man troll approaching us."

Tulayan said.

"What?"

"Scouts of the High Elves have spotted a five-hundred-man troll approaching us."

Tulayan repeated.

"Am I having auditory hallucinations? Trolls? Five hundred, dare to come to us for trouble? Not to mention us, it's the ruffians of Quellins. It's not hard to clean up five hundred trolls, right? Does Zujin really know how to fight? ”

Carlos felt that his IQ had been insulted by the trolls.

"You don't care what Zujin thinks, the trolls are here anyway. Well, the trolls from the tribe are here. ”

Tulayan thought for a moment, emphasizing the issue of the troll's faction.

"Then what do you want, Aslan, Henry Shet, after each of you has outflanked it with five hundred men, Aurelia, disperse the scouts. Tulayan. Let's go, let's watch the show, of course the trolls of the tribe have to let the trolls of the alliance deal with it! ”

Carlos, who was not so clear-headed, did not notice that his orders were somewhat excessive, and the humans and elves were under joint command and were not under his command. But Aurelia agreed with Carlos' order, nodded and said nothing. And Tulayan doesn't matter at all.

Before he knew it, Carlos was in the leading position of the coalition forces.

The Tustin Gou United, a troll mercenary army belonging to the Kingdom of Alterac.

In the troll language. Tastingo means "welcome".

While the trolls don't understand why they would use such a term for their legion, employers use the word troll. This delights the trolls.

"Gotakin, the order has come down, our first battle is a squad of Zujin."

In trolls, the suffix "gold" means noble, chieftain.

Originally. Gota was not qualified to be called Gotakin, but the more than 300 trolls had put life and death aside, and before parting with Zumashal, Ilsavins gave Gota the right to use "gold" as a priest.

"Cannibalism?"

"In just a few days, you've learned the sentimentality of humans? What kind of compatriots are those bastards in Zuaman? ”

Let the other trolls talk and quarrel. Gotakin silently polished the blade of the spear with gravel.

The sense of racial identity between trolls is actually quite poor, and in addition to being partners in the same clan, trolls from other clans can also be food and sacrifices to another clan.

Seeing that the war spear was almost polished, Gotakin knocked the ground with the war spear.

It wasn't loud, but the trolls fell silent.

"Isn't that something you expected? Seven heads, but you can't trust His Majesty King Carlos. Blood, exploits. For every enemy we kill, one of Zumashal's compatriots gets three days of food, and that's fair, isn't it? ”

Gotaki's words have the power to calm people's hearts.

"These days, I've been observing and studying human society, asking about mercenary groups. When I understood, I suddenly realized that I didn't dislike being a mercenary at all. We used to hunt in the mountains and forests, and we were paid by the wild beasts we hunted. Now, the new rules of humanity have been accepted, and the reward comes from the king, and it doesn't make a difference, does it? My compatriots. We must let Zujin know that the warriors of Zuaman are not worth mentioning in front of our Evil Moss Clan. In the past, they could clean up those who crossed the line with the beast tooth stone spear, but now with the steel war spear, they can only die faster. Then, in addition to buying food for Zumashal's compatriots, the bounty could be exchanged for wine. ”

In a brutal low laugh, the trolls took the words of their co-captain Gotakin and relaxed.

The new trolls don't seem to be so different from before.

"Dear Gotakin, the human race has sent ten pairs of full-body armor, saying that it is a reward for advance."

"Then take it with you."

Gotakin trusted the spear in his hand more than the full-body armor.

When they were ready, Zumashal's troll mercenary group walked out of the camp in a scattered formation.

"I've prepared a hearty breakfast for you, Gotaki. The league is never stingy with victory. ”

Carlos watched Gotakin walk up to him, nodded in satisfaction, and said.

The battlefield is not a military parade, and there is no need for the soldiers to line up and walk in a straight line, and seeing the heavy snort and bloodthirsty eyes of the troll, Carlos was very satisfied, and broke his teeth. Shuma was satisfied with himself, and the people he sent were indeed sturdy warriors and old hunters.

"Your Majesty, a moderate amount of hunger will stimulate the wildness of the warriors, and I hope that when Tustin returns victorious, he will be rewarded more than a sumptuous breakfast."

Gotakin said in a not-so-fluent lingua franca.

"Good, very good. There are 500 enemies, and I have sent 1,000 men to outflank them, and the task of blocking the enemy head-on will be entrusted to you. ”

Carlos was too tall, and in order to show his respect, Gotarkinton sat very low, which made Carlos need to get down on one knee before he could pat the troll leader on the shoulder.

"No, Your Majesty, I want you to bestow me this honor."

"What glory?"

"The new trolls need to prove their loyalty to the Alliance, and these five hundred traitors who have joined the Horde, please let us Tastingou punish them alone."

Carlos hesitated for a moment.

"Well, I give you this honor."

After the combat troops had left, Carlos called out to one of the guards.

"Go tell Tulayan that it's time for us to go, and have him take all his men with him."

"What, can't bear your toys?"

Aurelia didn't know when she was standing behind Carlos.

"That's my own troll, I can beat it, and the old king next door can't beat it." (To be continued......)