The Burning Plains is really not a good place, or the Black Rock Mountain is not a good place for thousands of miles.

Literally.

This is even more true for the Union.

The Horde occupies the southern side and can obtain large supplies from the Red Ridge Mountains and from the Elwyn region. And everything the alliance needs must be transferred from the Danmoro area, not to mention the scorching canyon with eighteen bends in the mountain road, but also through the Blackstone Mountain.

I want to kill myself!

Can you not go to Blackstone Mountain?

The answer is no, smuggling on mountain trails or something is still a good job, and it is simply whimsical to want to transport logistics supplies on the scale of 100,000 people. The Burning Plains and the Scorching Canyon don't even grow trees, and you have 999999 of gold and no wood, build me a building!

The sick and wounded need to be sent back to the rear to recuperate, war fortresses need to be rebuilt, tribal movements need to be reconnoitred, and warriors need to eat.

It seems vulgar to talk about money, and all this requires a material basis.

Carlos now spends very little time in the military every day, and he can't even do a routine inspection in the morning, noon and evening, and spends a lot of time writing letters and magical communications.

It stands to reason that all of this will be much easier to return to Ironforge. But Carlos's deep fear grew deeper, and he feared that if the alliance withdrew, he would never come back. So even if he lived in the rubble and rubble, Carlos would never withdraw his troops to Ironforge.

Those who have the ability to play their temper are called shouting, and those who have no ability to play their temper are called gambling.

The brothers responded to the call to burn the plains to give Carlos face, it's okay to fight and sell your life, but you can't eat dirt.

Carlos was torn apart for the food, clothing, shelter and transportation of his brothers.

The only good news was a letter from Danas, who had cleared the remnants of the orcs on the wetlands, saying that he would take the Riptide cavalry south, which was great news.

In public and private, this is a strong support for Carlos.

Both in public and private, Danas harmed the interests of the Bertone family at Riptide Castle.

The favor is too great, and the favor is not good.

Within a few days, good and bad news continued to come, with Magni. With the constant pressure from the Brass Beard and the chaos on Lordaeron's side, Carlos managed to tangle more than 70,000 troops in the Burning Plains, and he was ready to go.

The soldiers who can fight on the front line of the Iron Fort are basically coerced and lured to the front line by Utherturayan, and they can't ask for too much, but fighting is not simply more than people, and logistics is a big trouble that can't be avoided.

The Coalition had stockpiled enough supplies at Ironforge to support the current needs of the troops, the only question was how to get to the front.

Without sending troops to escort them, the convoy that the Black Iron Dwarves of the Scorching Canyon Melting Pot can harass is immortal and wants to die, and crossing the Black Rock Mountain is also a big problem. Enough soldiers were sent to escort it, and the attrition was unacceptably great.

It's really difficult, almost incomprehensible.

What Lothar can't solve, Carlos can't solve by conventional means.

So Carlos is ready to use unconventional means.

Morgan Consortium.

And don't count on Sylvie. Morgan was able to provide the supplies needed for the army, and Carlos was not yet senile dementia. But the Morgan consortium's relationship with the Thorsilver Brotherhood is important.

One thing after another, Carlos was already certain that the Thorsilver Brotherhood was a member of Thorrison the Great, and Thorrisson's current position was very delicate.

The master of the Dark Furnace Castle cannot dominate the Dark Furnace Castle, and the emperor of the Black Iron Dwarves cannot represent the Black Iron Dwarves.

This gives Carlos room to operate.

The best thing is that at this point in time, Ragnaros, the king of the fire demons who has just poked his tentacles out of Azeroth, is impatiently fighting the Black Dragon Legion. And Nefarian's vest trumpet Nefarios was not revealed, and this secret Carlos was not revealed to anyone.

The asymmetry of information gives Carlos room to play tricks.

Through the Morgan consortium and the Thuryin brothers to negotiate the matter of buying road money, this kind of thing that will damage the pockets of the black iron dwarf Lysorison is very probable. And taking advantage of the restrictions of his identity, he asked Nefarios for help, and made a request under the pretense of the Morgan Consortium, which has a great chance of getting the tacit agreement of the Black Dragon Prince and opening the right of way to Black Rock Mountain.

It is true that it is possible to play with fire and self-immolation with the tiger, but there is still a chance to watch the excitement when the two tigers fight.

The only problem is the Morgan consortium.

Carlos can't reach Sylvie. Morgan, this woman seems to have evaporated from the world.

Fortunately, the envoy of the Morgan militia has been in contact with the alliance, and the news has been spread that when Danas set off south with the Riptide cavalry, the Morgan consortium finally sent a steward to arrive.

Unlike when Lothar was in power, Carlos was first and foremost discredited, and everything needed to be explained to others.

After more than half a month, although Lordaeron's side has not elected a new generalissimo of the alliance, the chaos of Lothar's death has basically subsided, and the tone of seeking stability in everything has come out. Carlos's father, Grand Duke Alex, regent of Alterac. Barov wrote more than twelve letters requesting, ordering, and pleading with his son to return to Lordaeron.

The general's battle took place on the battlefield.

And the king's battle is in the banquet hall, at the wine table, at the negotiation table, and even in the drawing-room, in the bedroom, in the bed, but not on the battlefield.

A general is a general, a king is a king, and those who are kings can make temporary cameo appearances as generals, but those who are generals can only become kings if they rebel.

It's not impossible to be a king and a general, but this kind of person generally doesn't end well.

Carlos understands that this is not the age of mortals, the guardian dragons are the defenders of Azeroth, the night elves are the chosen race to save the world, and every victory of humanity is exchanged for great sacrifice, the victory of the entire race.

Such a victory does not belong to anyone, even if he is Anduin. Lothar.

Carlos, the power of the "truth" has not yet been broken, and the Barovs must succumb to the forces of the world.

Time was running out for Carlos to finish the arrangement before the noble lords of Lordaeron reached the ravine, it was too late.

Therefore, Wei Guangzheng's methods are no longer useful, and less righteous methods must be used.

But I can't tell anyone else.

How so?

Anything is wrong.

Carlos unknowingly put himself on the stove to suffer.

It is precisely because of this that Carlos knows how willful he was before and how lucky he was.

Traverser?

The Reborn?

No big deal.

There is no benefit, who will really support you.

Alterac's pile of, a loving father helped his son carry it.

The titular king of Alterac is the first time he has really taken charge of politics himself.

Sure enough, it is difficult to talk but to talk about it, and it is very difficult to do things.

But Carlos was physically and mentally exhausted this time, but he did not waver at all, and regretted it a little.

Men should do what men should do.

No one hates mediocrity.

Carlos was determined to do it.

"I want to see Mrs. Morgan, I must see you. If she can't come, then arrange for me to meet her. ”