The rare banquet, the sumptuous dishes, the early spring is warm and cold, the ladies and ladies have a little trembling whitening skin, white and red, and a beautiful scene in the world between the lights and wine makes Carlos feel a little trance.

Isn't that the kind of life I'm after?

Isn't it just that I have been working hard for a long time to live like this?

Why does my body, my spirit, have such a subtle sense of maladaptation?

Someone is sneaking up behind you!

Carlos jerked around with his glass, which had not spilled in the slightest, but startled Arthas.

Ah, I see, at best, it's the pot of war syndrome, and at worst, it's hypocrisy!

Carlos suddenly realized, and then half-crouched down and touched Arthas's head, messing with the little prince's yellow hair.

"Carlos, we won, didn't we?"

Alsace, who originally wanted to scare Carlos, had no specific purpose at all, and after the little prank was discovered, he had to find the topic bluntly.

"Well, win, we."

Carlos's voice was loud, not only to Arthas, but to everyone present, mainly to Terenus.

People are self-aware, Lordaeron is prosperous, and Alterac is weak, and he can't even recognize this fact, so he can only bump into his head. The rapid defeat of the Horde in the Hillbride Hills disrupted Carlos' plans.

As the pillar of the Alliance, the Kingdom of Lordaeron has supported most of the Alliance's land forces with almost a single country. It is not an exaggeration to say that Lothar is the first to cohabit.

According to Carlos' plan, the Coalition's victory over the Horde at the end of July was the best time. At that time, Alterac's domestic political reforms should have come to an end, and the kingdom of Lordaeron, which had been dragged into the summer, was busy cleaning up the post-war situation. In any case, he will not be able to find the time to deal with Alterac, and the alliance with Quel'Salas will give Carlos a greater say in the handling of many matters after the war.

Most importantly, the Kingdom of Alterac, which has completed the annexation of Hillbride's land, will go from being the weakest of the Six Kingdoms to being tied for second place in terms of land and population with Gilneth in terms of land and population.

But the alliance won, and Carlos's plan fell through.

To do big things, pay attention to time and fate, to put it bluntly, it is luck.

The Alliance and the Horde battle the north of Hillbride. Gave Carlos too much room to operate. And now, Lothar's main force is going south, chasing the tribe all the way, even though the momentum is like a rainbow, but it has also compressed Carlos's operating space.

The territory of the various kingdoms of mankind is generally made up of the following parts: the direct domains belonging to the king, the territories of vassals, and the vassals' territories.

Take the Kingdom of Alterac as an example, Carlos's direct territory is simply touching - Alterac City and the entire Alterac Mountains.

Yes, no.

Whether it's Keldaron or Southsea Town, it's the Barov family, it's Alex. Barov's territory. And Steinbrad is the personal inheritance of the former king Aiden. It will be divided between the former queen Sasha and several Pirino des who have the family inheritance.

To the kingdom is to the kingdom, and to the king what is to the king, and this is the state of Azeroth.

The current human kingdoms themselves are the product of the compromise of the high citizens of Rapids Castle in the north of the Arathor Empire, even if the Minethil family of Terenus is only two kings, no one dares to shout arrogantly "I am a country", you dare to shout like this in front of you, and someone rebelled immediately when you went out and turned left.

So Carlos's wishful thinking was very loud -- vassal domains and frontiers.

To use the Lordaeron regime as an example, Stratholme is the direct domain of the Minethil family. The mayor of Stratholme City was directly appointed by Terenus. The Fireplace Valley is a typical vassal domain, and the Fireplace Valley is in addition to the protection fee that should be paid. There is no need to pay more to the royal family, and there is a high degree of autonomy within the territory.

Carlos hit this idea, a large number of acquisitions of these lands that do not have royal disputes, the big deal is double ownership, anyway, the title deed is in my hands, and the land is all mine. The general trend has become unstoppable, and it can't be stopped, not to mention that I am a hero of the Anti-Japanese War, and you want to provoke a civil war among mankind? Everyone's legal rationality is Anduin. Lothar admitted, you want to cause infighting under the nose of Uncle Lothar?

The first breath was held back. The rest is not a matter, it is time to admit it, it is time to cut the flesh, anyway, the foundation is preserved, and the vitality can be recovered sooner or later.

It's a pity that the rapid defeat of the tribe made everything flow like spring water. It's one thing to coerce and induce you to buy and sell, you can't even get out the title deed transfer with a bloody handprint, you want Anduin. Lothar can't do it with one eye open and one eye closed!

If I can't defeat you, then I'll join you.

Carlos went north to the city of Lordaeron alone, saying that the best thing was to take advantage of the big victory to propose marriage, and the bad thing was to come and surrender and lose half of it.

Brill's location is too special, less than thirty kilometers from the city of Lordaeron, a fertile land that produces enough to feed 200,000 people a year. It can be said that because of the existence of the Brill and Barov families, the city of Lordaeron needs to transport a large amount of food from other places every year to meet the needs of its citizens. Grain merchants in other places, such as the many chambers of commerce in Stratholme, only need to transport the grain to Oaklake, and then they can take some extra money to buy bills to Brill to pick up grain and sell it at a high price to Lordaeron. The Minahill family needs to spend more than 200,000 gold coins every year to make up the difference because of Brill's starting price.

Moreover, the Barov family has a militia self-defense force of 1,000 people in Brill. Although this person cannot even make a splash in front of the city of Lordaeron, as a legitimate military unit, the Lordaeron regime has no right to interfere with its actions.

This is how the Minerhil family feels about Brill.

However, the Minethir family did not eat dry food, and after spending a lot of money, Minashil I bought the then barren Anhador from the nobles of the Hearthvale, and mobilized the population to reclaim the wasteland to build a town. By the time Terenus came to power, the population of Anhador exceeded 100,000, and although Anhador Town had the title of a town, the resident population had exceeded 30,000.

The most painful thing is that through the invasion of the orc tribe, Terenus ordered a large construction, and Anhador was directly built into a fortress city, guarding the choke point of the Alterac northward and the westward advance of the Kelldaron.

If it's peacetime. Terenus's actions may directly lead to a kingdom war, build a bunker and repair my nose, what do you mean? But in times of war, everything is just, just.

Every Alterac soldier spread out the map and looked at Anhadol as if he had eaten Yonedako. It's like General Lordaeron looks at Brill.

So, Alex. Barov is very optimistic about this proposal, since the two are tired of each other, let's change it. My Brill is worth more, you take a daughter and add some benefits, grit your teeth and admit it.

Terenus. Minecil II actually agreed, and it was indeed a good deal. As far as the eye can see, it is easy to find a duchess title for your daughter, but the queen crown is not so easy to find. Except for Solas at Fort Riptide. Bertone wants to be old and not die, and the other kings are all young and strong, and only Carlos is single.

So Alterac's envoy has been talking to the royal family of Lordaeron for so long, and the place of dispute is not Galya. The question of whether Her Royal Highness Princess Minahir will marry or not, but how to give the dowry of the royal family of Lordaeron.

Originally, Oriden. Pirenod's problem, Carlos doesn't care at all, whatever you want to make a fuss. What kind of wind and waves can be set off, it is nothing more than the support of people with ulterior motives behind their backs. It's just not a pleasure to find the Barov family. As long as the benefits are exchanged, Carlos does not have to do it himself, and naturally someone will send the head of the rebel to the palace to receive a reward, and Carlos can also listen to the eloquent guy tell the heroic story of how he defeated a strong enemy.

However, everything has changed, and time is on the opposite side of Carlos.

One month. In this fateful month, no matter how the Barov father and son try to get to the sky, Alterac will not be able to conjure up food for nothing.

If the war is stalemate, the whole country of Alterac will be soldiers, and it must be reused. Whether it's marrying a daughter or pinching his nose to admit it, Terenus must sell him grain to Carlos.

However, nowadays, there are too many choices for Terenus, and it must be sold if it is sold, but how to sell it is a great matter of knowledge.

Once Alterac runs out of food, the royal family is discredited, and the public resentment boils, all of Carlos's grand visions will be in vain.

There is no time to lose.

Therefore, Carlos left his army, crushed the traitors with iron blood, and came to the city of Lordaeron with a domineering posture of victory.

It's not blind arrogance, it's not young and frivolous, but it's deceitful, taking advantage of the asymmetry of news to forcibly push things forward.

So, Uncle Terenus, don't think so much, and treat me like a stupid idiot! Carlos thought to himself.

"Cheers to the fearless Alliance, to the heroic Lordaeron people!"

Carlos raised his glass.

"Cheers!"

"To Carlos. Your Majesty Barov! ”

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The queen took the dressed Carrie and Carlos very politely and took her excited daughter away, leaving her puzzled and anxious face.

Arthas and Varian pestered Carlos, listening to Carlos' tales of the war in their spare time when the families came to toast.

Hearing about Lothar's victory, even if he forced himself to be calm and mature, Varian was overjoyed, and carefully tasted every word Carlos said.

"Your Majesty, congratulations on the victory."

"Aiqing has worked hard."

Seeing Alterac's envoy come forward to congratulate him, Carlos shrugged his shoulders at Arthas and Varian helplessly, and then walked to a quiet corner with the envoy.

"Your Majesty, you are too anxious, and this kind of self-righteous behavior will not help things progress."

The envoy whispered with a smile on his face, and raised the back of Carlos' hand to kiss him.

"Things have changed, I have to come."

Carlos smiled and shook his head, as if he couldn't help his flattery.

"What level of change?"

Alex discussed various emergency response plans with his subordinates before the envoy's accident, but what Alex didn't know was that the envoy he chose was also Carlos's secret cronies.

In addition to proposing relatives, he also took on other missions of His Majesty the King.

"Hazard Level: Dragon."

Carlos drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, and through the shield of the cup, uttered the secret words.

"If it's a dragon, then the preparation is less than half complete!"

The envoy's heartbeat couldn't help but slow down by half a beat.

"So, here I am."

Carlos stretched out his hand and motioned for the royal attendants of Lordaeron to pour him a drink.

"At the victory rally of the kings, I am the only one who has no queen, you are too slow."

"It's the incompetence of your subordinates."

The envoy replied in fear. (To be continued.) )