Chapter 203: You are six cents, I am six cents, and we are two together
As intelligent beings, thinking too much is a common problem of all races.
"Apart from the universal truths of eternal change, which are useless for the improvement of the living environment, what other truth do you think is true?"
Wu Ping, who proved his innocence in the divine ruling, made a special trip to thank Carlos for his righteousness.
Then the two violent elements inexplicably discussed martial arts and philosophy.
Wu Ping asked Carlos such a question.
"Well, this question is very complicated and tangled, and it is difficult to express it in words for a while, but in terms of personal perception, there should be three points."
Carlos followed Wu Ping's example, sitting cross-legged, touching his knee with one hand and groping his chin with the other.
"Your Majesty, please."
Wu Ping's back was straight, he lowered his head and nodded three times, his body was very formal, and his posture was very low.
"Don't be so restrained, the way of martial arts, the master comes first, and I'm also very uncomfortable with you doing this."
Carlos shrugged his shoulders and returned to the topic.
"Although mental perception is beneficial to the progress of martial arts, in terms of combat, I personally feel that physical and technical tactics are more important. But since this is a very casual chat, then I will talk about it casually. It's hard to talk about universal truth. β
After a lot of rambling, Carlos finally got the language organized.
"It should be that everything will eventually perish, and there are exceptions to everything."
Wu Ping listened, thought for a long time, and couldn't help but praise: "Wonderful, wonderful." Your Majesty's golden and jade words, Wu Ping benefited a lot from it. β
After speaking, he bowed his head again and thanked him.
"But Your Majesty, aren't there three points? What's more? β
Carlos coughed unnaturally a few times, hesitated for a while, and still spoke.
"Xuan doesn't save the wrong, Krypton doesn't change his life."
ββ¦β¦β
Wu Ping was stunned for a long time when he heard this.
"It's so profound, Your Majesty's martial arts cultivation is really profound."
"Aha, it's okay."
"Aha. Your Majesty is really modest. β
At the side of the room, Danas looked at Aurelia with a tangled expression.
"Big sister, what's the difference between a martial arts competition and a fight, isn't it just that someone has more strength and speed? I'll admit that both of them are very good at fighting, but I don't understand what they're saying. β
"What's there to understand, flatter each other."
Although Aurelia dismissively slandered Carlos, her face was thoughtful.
"But you seem to understand."
Danas asked, confused.
"You can too."
Aurelia replied with a smile on her face.
"Oh!"
Danas was really thoughtful this time.
The conversation lasted for more than half an hour, and the four people present who were qualified to speak all had expressions on their faces.
"Although the conversation with His Majesty was pleasant. However, His Majesty is busy with all things, and it is not good to occupy His Majesty's time too much. The great grace is not grateful, if there is a need in the future, Wu Ping should serve himself. β
Seeing Wu Ping away, Aurelia instantly changed her face and sat back in her chair with a cold look.
"Go on, Danas, and let's get back to what we just interrupted."
Carlos rubbed his cheeks. He shook his head and poured himself a glass of mead.
"Horus is banished."
Danas said.
"Who?"
"Horus. Berthorn. The eldest son of my third uncle, Siegel. β
Danas explained for Carlos.
"Uh-huh?!"
Carlos smelled the smoke of a thousand-mile battle from the simple message.
Even if you are a political idiot, you can always learn something after almost twenty years of exposure to it.
Besides, Carlos is not an idiot.
"Uncle Solas gave Horus a thousand troops to launch a counterattack on the south bank of the Saldo Bridge."
Danas said.
"Isn't this a death sentence? The tribe on the other side of the wetland still has at least 50,000 troops! β
Carlos was stunned.
"Yes, Uncle Solas's intention should have been to make Horus retreat if he refused. Naturally, prestige and prestige plummeted. β
"And then."
Horus accepted.
"Isn't that banishment?"
The more Carlos listened, the more wrong it became.
"Something happened that night, I can't say the specifics, and I don't know very well. But early this morning, Uncle Solas announced that Horus would defend the fortress of Torbarad for all eternity. β
"Hehe, that's interesting. Humans are so interesting. β
Neither Danas nor Carlos paid any attention to Aurelia's taunts.
The Torbarad Fortress, located at the southernmost tip of the Torbarad Peninsula, is an important strategic support point for the Balatin Bay.
Built in the middle of the Arathas Empire, this fortress is almost as old as the stronghold of the Barov family, Fort Keldaron.
As one of the legacies of the AraΓ§o Empire, Torballad is more than just a castle to show off his status, but a source of great wealth.
By guarding Torbarad, the Bertone family was able to extract a large amount of ship taxes from the prosperous maritime trade in peacetime, and in war, it was the fortress of Tol Barad that prevented the possibility of a large-scale landing of the Horde from the Arathi Heights, and it was the fortress of Tol Barad that stuck the route of the Horde supply fleet to deliver supplies to Hilbride near the sea route.
Suffice it to say that without the fortress in Tol Barad, the Horde would now have at least thirty thousand more troops in Hilbrad.
In such an important place, sending family members to guard it is a manifestation of importance.
But Yongzhen, that's outright banishment.
"In other words, if nothing else, Riptide Castle is yours?"
Carlos thought for a long time and came to this conclusion.
"Riptide Castle does not belong to anyone, and I will dedicate my life to the glory of the family."
Danas replied in a resolute tone.
"Huh?"
Carlos understood, but he couldn't believe it.
"My father's life and death are unknown, and if I dwell on these dirty power struggles, then what's the difference between me and those guys."
Danas said these words very calmly.
"You know, Uncle Biglas might ......"
"I know, but isn't that the fate of a warrior. What's more, my father still has a slight chance of surviving. β
"Ah, yes."
Carlos was infected by Danas's open-mindedness.
"So for the rest of the battle, I'm going to change course."
"Oh? Let's hear it. β
"When I meet important people in the tribe, I will try to capture them alive."
"I'm optimistic about you."
A lot of things are just to be done and needless to say, Carlos thinks that it is good to cheer for Danas at this time, and it is too hypocritical to comfort or something.
"Carlos, when do you think this war will end?"
Danas asked suddenly.
"The war in Hilbride will end within this year."
Carlos gave a clear answer.
"Oh?"
Danas didn't expect an answer, so he froze.
"Without the ability to break the Union's shackles under Hill Brad, the Horde's strategic advantage is running out. Looking further, the Stormwind Resistance's resistance is fighting in the Elwyn Forest, and the dwarves of Ironforge have forced the orcs to maintain a large army to suppress the situation in the Burning Plains and Wetlands. And we, our alliance, are stronger with each passing day. By this summer, if the countries complete their remobilization, the alliance will have more than 300,000 troops against the Horde. Danas, three fight one, you teach me how to lose! β
Even Aurelia was shocked by the figure of 300,000.
No wonder the Ancestors chose to cooperate with humans, in the land of Lordaeron, the war potential of humans is truly terrifying. (To be continued......)
PS: Continue to ask for a monthly pass, audience masters, hit me with a monthly pass.