After all, it was a big deal for tens of thousands of trolls to fight each other, and it was impossible for Terenus to really let it go.

Huskies also have to guard against reaching a consensus with dog thieves, not to mention trolls.

Because Carlos stepped in, the "former" Generalissimo, who was proficient in all the forms of the Alliance's documents, single-handedly turned the Lordaeron quartermaster who was remotely monitoring the trolls.

This year's alliance is really not good.

The spy leader did not dare to go deep into the grassroots, and spent all his days drinking in Eripick City at the foot of Eagle's Nest Mountain, enjoying the special food of the Brute Hammer Dwarves.

Do you really think that if you master the logistics and supplies, you can jam a large army?

Carlos made up stories and wrote war reports every day, constantly conveying to his old father-in-law that the battle was fierce, our army was very brave, the enemy was strong, and supplies were very poor.

From time to time, hundreds or thousands of troll heads were sent back in exchange for a dozen truckloads of food, grass and armaments.

To put it simply, Cincalo's life is good at the moment.

Unfortunately, it can't last long.

You can't stop the moss trolls, you have to find something for them to do, or the fool will have a headache when he thinks about it.

Renovating the city is a good option, but it costs too much food, even more than the cost of marching battles, and if there is a shortage of food for a long time, the foundation of Carlos's subordination should be shaken.

Although the preparation is not enough, Carlos must act.

It's time to head back to Aucklake.

After more than a month of preliminary preparations, Carlos preliminarily screened and identified how many people who could be trusted back then should be able to be trusted now, and his subordinates also re-entangled a small number of diehards.

With people, you can think about the movement of materials.

The operation of secret societies is not just money, goods, and things.

In a sense, what Carlos is doing is no different from that of the Cursed Sect.

They all secretly continued to complete the layout with their strength, and then broke out in waves.

The only difference is that the Cult of the Damned has a complete program of action, and everything is currently aimed at subverting the Lordaeron Alliance, the only difference is that the Twilight cultists are vigorously advocating doomsday, while Neozu is carefully advancing the plague research.

Add to that the private charm of the demons who infiltrated Azeroth.

Carlos really didn't know what his next move would be.

Because the enemy does not make a move, he has no way to restrain it in a targeted manner, and when the overall strength is not as good as others, a rash attack will only lead to the enemy's crazy counterattack or hide deeper.

After thinking about it, Carlos felt the need to make a trip to Stratholme.

If there is still an embodiment of light in this world, there is no doubt about Alonsos. The French Olympics are one of them.

This old man has been worthy of heaven and earth all his life, and even after his death, he insisted on fighting for the welfare of mankind, and he is indeed a good person.

The most important thing is that if you don't go, you may not see each other.

At the time of the formation of the Silver Hand, Alonsos. Fao is already seven out of fifty, the second orc war plus the ten years since Carlos disappeared, the archbishop is almost seventy years old, according to Sora, his health is very bad, it belongs to natural aging, and he is dying.

In Alonsos. Seeing Fao before he dies will be of great help to Carlos' next moves, and it will be much easier to at least enlist the support of the Silver Hand.

At the same time, a trip to Stratholme can also fulfill a wish and save a tragedy about love and family.

Sedan. Da Sohan.

He used to be a martial arts teacher, and he is now the chief instructor of the Silver Hand Knights on the outskirts of Stratholme.

In Tirio. After the incident between Ferding and Itreig, it was Saidan. Da Sohan "shielded" Tirio. Ferdin, by Sedan. D'Asohan, Carlos will be able to find Tirio. Fordin, with Tirio. Fordin's help will be of great help to the next career.

And for Tirio. The story of Fording and Itreig, Carlos does have some emotion.

After the end of the Second War, Tirio Fording returned to his family and lived happily and peacefully, until he received a report from his subordinates that Fordin discovered a reclusive orc during his investigation. Where do you need to reason with the orcs, Tirio opened the film directly, never thinking that the ruins of the tower next to him had collapsed, and the sad Ferding was hit and unconscious.

Ferding wakes up to find himself lying in bed in his home, and his guard captain Arton tells him that the search team found him unconscious on the back of his warhorse. Fudin struggled to gather his thoughts, and was surprised to find that the only one who had saved him from the ruins was the orc.

After recovering, Fording went back to his old ways, and sure enough, he found the orc named Itreig.

I have wine, do you have a story?

Furding asked.

Yes.

Itreg replied.

That night, the two men had a long conversation, and Itreg told Ferding about the orcs' noble past, and that it was the Burning Legion's encroachment that forced him to leave his people. Etreig's high-spirited words and deeds triumphed over hatred and prejudice, and he resonated with the Paladin, who also had the same honor above all else, and Fordin vowed never to reveal his whereabouts to the outside world.

However, Fordin's young lieutenant, Basselas, doesn't think so.

Bathras, whose parents died in the First War, didn't rest on his laurels, and Ferdin's cries as he fell unconscious convinced him that there must be a damned orc nearby.

Although Fording ended the manhunt, young Basshras continued to pursue it.

Finally, when Fording saw that Itreig, who had been escorted back to the city, had been beaten inhumanely, he erupted in anger.

Unlike the development of other worlds, it was not Thrall who saved the fate of Itreig, but Fordin.

Because of the presence of Carlos, the overall strength of the paladin was greatly raised, and Ferdin, who opened the wings of the Holy Light, sent Itreg out of the heavily guarded city with the help of one person.

But when Fording returned alone, shackles and prison awaited him.

Even if his story is touching, the crime of attacking his colleagues is irrefutable.

Although Uther tried his best to defend Fordin, he was able to carry out the Inquisition's order and personally presided over the erasure of Tirio. Ritual of the Light of Fordin.

And Sedan. Da Sohan was even more radical, stealing beams and changing pillars to hide Fordin, who should have been exiled to the South China Sea.

So if Carlos wants to go to Fordin, he can't expect to go north along the river, but only to his teacher Sedan.

Now that the armament of the entire alliance is becoming more and more relaxed, the Knights of the Silver Hand is an extremely important bargaining chip, and Carlos must fight for it.

But ten years have passed, and the new generation of teenagers have grown up, and Carlos wants to rely on his own name, which is a little out of place, and it will naturally be much safer to pull in Ferdin.

Similarly, when the outside forces are assembled, Carlos' return to Alterac will be more secure.

Only by sweeping away the corrupt shadows of Alterac with a thunderous force can you build a solid base camp.

Carlos didn't have the heart to play a game of chases and guesses with the Cursed Sect in Alterac.

Not to mention that it could threaten his family.

So the kingdom of Ocrant, which should be the backing of Carlos, has become the final target.

Arranged for Gotakin to organize troops to sweep Shadralo, and continued to urge his old father-in-law for food and wages, Carlos secretly planned a trip to Stratholme after dealing with the official business he had accumulated.

"What do you see, haven't you seen the old lady's concubine?"

Sora took Carlos' hand and drank at the strange mage, with a coquettish face.

No matter how good Carlos's temper was, he couldn't resist this kind of jump from his subordinates, so he could only pinch her waist and whisper instructions.

"Seriously, my identity must be kept secret."

"Direction, I arranged for these two boys to be on duty today, and I have the final say on Stratholme's magic system."

With a domineering wave of her hand, Sora led Carlos out of the teleportation room.