(or 2-in-1)

Whether the occupation forces are good or not depends entirely on whether the leaders are willing to make trouble.

Forced by Ilsavins, Carlos's army marched into Zumashal without any problems.

The human army then blocked several exits from Zumashal.

Although some trolls suspected that the priestess was colluding with humans, and suspected that the humans, as a feud, would exterminate the moss trolls, Carlos's policy of retreat gave Ilsawens a chance to attack.

"His Majesty Carlos is a noble king, the king's credibility is higher than life, and aren't humans not entering the city?" Ilsawens sophistry.

But trolls aren't anything, and even the trolls who support Ilsawens are suspicious of human motives.

In response to this question, Carlos made his own conditions, and the human race demanded twenty precious metals and jewels of Ilsavins in the weight of the troll priestess Ilsavins.

Greedy humans!

The troll paid the fee despite the pain, and Carlos walked around Zumashar and walked away.

Even Ilsawens didn't expect Carlos to really retreat like this.

"Carlos, retreat! What are you thinking, we sacrificed more than 300 good guys to rush up and just leave? This time it was the troll civil strife that made it so easy, where did you miss a better opportunity? Tulayan did not understand Carlos' order to withdraw.

"The opportunity will come soon. It's a loss, Ilsawens looks so strong, and she doesn't weigh much. Carlos grinned as he weighed the troll's first gratuity, and said to Tulayan indifferently.

"You want gold and silver treasures, get rid of the moss trolls, we have copied Zumashal, nothing! Carlos. Give me a reason, why quit the army! Tulayan roared angrily.

"A small step back today is a big step forward tomorrow. Tulayan, we still have more than 1,200 people, are you going to fight the trolls in the city again with the soldiers who have been sleeping in the open for more than half a month and the warriors who have been rushing over all night and fighting the trolls? There are still more than four thousand trolls in the city of Zumashal, and there is no way back for four thousand. Four thousand trolls who are not afraid of death, you want us to fight to the death with those outlaws? Carlos smiled at the corners of his mouth, but his tone became stern.

"I'm sorry, Carlos, I'm sorry, I understand what you said, but with such a huge feat in front of me, my mind is confused." Tulayan clenched his fist twice on his head and sighed deeply.

"Fame and fortune. Whoever is not tempted, you are upset because your heart is not big enough. Carlos stood up and gave the order, "Go to Mr. Duya, let him come to me, and see if our warriors have woken up, and General Tulayan and I are going to reward these warriors on behalf of the Alliance." ”

Trolls aren't stupid either, after sending two Ilsawens heavy treasures. Just ask the humans to retreat, and then pay the rest. Carlos, on the other hand, insisted on receiving the treasure of the five Ilsawens before retreating. Secretly, he instructed Mr. Duya to inform Ilsawens that there was a limit to his patience and sincerity, so as not to provoke everyone and break up.

Mr. Onetooth accepted Carlos' secret order and left the human camp to return to the trolls to negotiate with them.

While the trolls were collecting their treasure, Carlos took time out to meet with the survivors of the assassination squad.

"Lieutenant Garrison, because of your outstanding performance. On behalf of the Alliance, I promoted you to Major, and all the commando members were promoted by one rank. ”

Although the alliance has unified the military ranks, the kings of each kingdom have all the strength to promote their subordinates, and the process of going through the alliance is just to make the gold content of this military rank a little higher. After all, the major of Alterac and the major of the alliance are completely different. So Carlos asked Tulayan to preside over the promotion.

"This life, this life. Serve the King and die for the Alliance! ”

Commando Commander Lieutenant Garrison, no, Major Garrison at this moment burst into tears and took the rank certificate and epaulettes handed over by Alliance Adjutant Tulayan.

A peasant boy finally climbed to the position of major officer before the age of thirty through his own efforts, which made Major Garrison forget that his credit was paid for by his life, that only thirty-three of the hundred brothers survived to the end, that he forgot the desperate fight on the altar, that he forgot the scars he was scarred when he broke out of the siege, and that he only remembered the joy of victory and the sweetness of success.

As early as when he signed up for the assassination commando, Garrison, who was still a second lieutenant, figured out that in this troubled world, the people are not valuable, and if he evaluates his merits step by step, he may be lucky enough to become a major at the age of forty, and his luck is almost good, and he will be a captain for the rest of his life. If you want to be prosperous and rich, you have to exchange your life!

"Very well, General Tulayan has given you honor and status, then, I, who is the king, will give you something real."

Carlos snapped his fingers, and a large box was carried in by eight guards.

Carlos stepped out from behind the table, walked over to the large box, and kicked over the heavy box, spilling silver ingots, dog's head gold, and all kinds of precious stones on the ground.

"I have another compensity for the brothers who died in battle, these are all rewards for you, warriors, share the joy of victory!"

Carlos's bandit-like style stimulated everyone present, and there was meat to eat with the king!

However, although the soldiers of the assault team breathed heavily, no one stepped forward to grab the scattered treasure.

"Ahem." Tulayan coughed twice in an inexplicable manner.

"Your Majesty......" Major Garrison was embarrassed to say something.

"Why don't you take your reward? My warriors. Carlos put away his arrogance and asked calmly.

"Because we hope to receive His Majesty's reward with our own hands." Garrison replied in a hurry.

"I'm going to listen to the truth." Carlos asked, step by step.

"It's too much, so much that I'm afraid." Garrison held back for a long time, and actually held back such a sentence, which surprised Carlos.

"Hahaha, good, good, you guys are good." After laughing maniacally, Carlos said with a gloomy face, "Originally, when I was choosing the death squad. It's strange to me that there are so many applicants. I was going to send my Knights on what looked like a death mission, but I didn't expect so many people to sign up. Later, I checked the roster, and it turned out that my father, Lord Regent, the Grand Duke of Alterac, had pardoned the prisoners in the prison and sent you all to serve as soldiers. ”

Carlos circled around twice in place. He continued: "Thieves, robbers, murderers, criminals, all sorts of scumbags, I had no idea that my army was so full of talent. Garrison, you're not a good thing either, beating up superiors and disobeying orders. Your penalty record is twenty-six. ”

"But." Carlos took a deep breath, "You have passed the test of going, you have passed the test of the Light, no matter what your previous crimes were, at this moment, as the king of Alterac, I declare that you are the heroes of the Alliance!" ”

Carlos opened his arms and used the power of the Light. The commandos who knelt on one knee were pierced with tears by the emerald green light, but the pain in their bodies was quickly relieved.

"I will keep your establishment. From today onwards, you are Garrison's death squad, directly under my orders for the Special Ops Squad, scum, enjoy being heroes, warriors. Prove to everyone that you are not scum! ”

Carlos withdrew the light, clapped his hands, and immediately someone brought thirty-three brand-new uniforms.

"Hey, you changed the Alliance's uniform?" Tulayan could see at a glance that the style of the military uniform had changed.

"Of course. Special troops naturally need to be paired with special costumes, and I have always felt that Sir Lothar's aesthetic is problematic. Carlos replied as a matter of course.

"Well, I can't speak ill of the marshal." Tulayan's face was tangled.

The members of Garrison's death squad, who had changed into new clothes in the tent, were in a different spirit.

What the Führer said really makes sense, a beautiful military uniform is a big boost to morale and loyalty!

"Now, everyone who has nothing to do is out." After Carlos finished speaking, the generals and guards who had not received special orders left the camp.

"My warriors, listen up, Garrison's death squad will always carry out only the most dangerous missions, and at the same time, will be rewarded with the greatest rewards. Now, the scared take off their uniforms, take the treasures you can handle, and get out of here. ”

No one left.

"Very well, when you accept this task, then this reward is not much."

After Carlos finished arranging a new mission for Garrison's death squad, the daredevils all had a fierce look on their faces and a sinister smile on their lips.

"Go ahead, when you complete this task, you will be eligible for this reward."

It wasn't until the guards gathered the scattered treasure and carried it away that Tulayan spoke: "Carlos, you are such a scoundrel, I apologize to you for my naivety. ”

"Humanity needs more villains like me." Carlos replied in words that could not be heard emotionally.

The next day, when the trolls sent the honorarium, the human army retreated, and the retreat was crisp and decisive, without a trace of mud and water.

The humans are gone, and the trolls are infighting.

The Patriarch's cronies accuse the Priestess of colluding with humanity, and the Priestess's followers accuse the Main War Faction of destroying the entire Evil Moss Clan.

The anti-human faction says that human beings cannot be trusted, and the feud cannot be changed, and the pacifist says that the trolls have shed enough blood, and now there are human kings who are willing to keep peace with the trolls, and we must cherish it.

Mr. Onetooth said, "Little ones, clean hands and feet."

Then, that night, the backbone of the three priestly sects was assassinated, and the internal contradictions of the Zumashar trolls suddenly sharpened.

The next night, without Mr. Onetooth muddying the waters, the assassination spread throughout Zumashal.

On the third day, Ilsawens accepted the advice of her men and launched an iron-clad crackdown on the opposition, and Zumashal was in civil unrest.

On the fourth day, Carlos's messenger came to urge the moss troll to pay the rest of the gratuity, but before he could enter the city, the troll's spear pierced his left shoulder, and the messenger fled in a hurry.

On the fifth day, Zumashar caught fire, the trolls fought, and Ilsawens won a crushing victory, but Zumashal's stock was burned.

"I come, I see, I conquer."

After pretending to be forced, Carlos stepped into Zumashal for the second time, carrying behind him a rested and radiant army of 3,000.

"Internal friction is terrible. It takes at least two thousand troops to besiege the troll city for half a year, and because of internal friction, it was breached by us twice in a few days. Tulayan sighed.

"That's why women should be kept out of politics." Carlos irresponsible choreographer.

"You're sexist." Tulayan retorted dismissively.

"Ha, if you are a woman, I will take you as my queen, and then let you sleep in the toilet every day." Carlos, who was in a good mood, spoke unabashedly to Tulayan.

"You're enough. The dignity of the king has been chopped up by you and fed to the dogs. ”

Tulayan's words caused displeasure among the other Alterac generals, and Carlos waved his hand disapprovingly and said, "The majesty of the king is only used when the king needs to show his majesty, such as now." ”

"Priest Ilsawens, we meet again."

"Human, trusting you is my biggest mistake! Forgive me, O people of Zumashal. I'm guilty! ”

"Who made you treat the priestess like this? Loose! ”

Carlos motioned for the guards to make contact with Ilsawens and her men.

"You despicable villain, you have lost the face of the king, and you are a traitor who has no faith in your word."

"I'm sorry, I don't agree with your accusations, I haven't violated any of the treaties we have reached."

"The king of Alterac is a liar!"

"Zumashal's sacrifice is a fool."

"Executioner! Do you want to build another Pyramid of Skeletons in your royal capital with the head of a moss troll? ”

"It's up to you, Your Excellency the Priestess."

When Ilsawens heard this, she was suddenly stunned.

"You made an agreement with me for the purpose of exploitation, but I did come for peace purposes."

Carlos walked up to Ilsawens and put his hands on his knees. Lower your height and keep your head level with the priestess.

"State your purpose."

Although Ilsawens is prone to emotional extremism, she still has a basic political vision.

"You see, I've only blocked Zumashal's way out, but I have neither entered the city to slaughter the trolls, nor have I had the slightest intention of destroying the city."

Carlos said in a calm tone.

"You're just afraid that the fish will die."

"No, you know my explosive arrows, you're fish. Me and my army are not nets. ”

"And what do you want?"

"Peace."

"Peace? Hahahaha, use peace around your neck? ”

Carlos straightened up. Condescendingly, he said, "Whether you want a proud war, or the peace that I give." ”

"You're a threat!" Ilsawens' teeth bit her lip, and blood slid down the corners of her mouth to her chin, dripping dust.

Carlos turned and walked over to his mount, took a small bag of wheat from his saddle bag and threw it in front of Ilsawens. A handful of wheat grains jumped out of the loose rope and fell to the ground.

"That's the threat."

"What do you want......"

Ilsawens succumbed, there was no food, and by hunting alone, Zumashar arrived at the time of next year's summer grain harvest. At least half of the people starved to death.

"Except for you and your peace-loving people, the militants must die."

Carlos prescribes the first condition.

"Good!"

Ilsawens readily agreed.

"You and your people have shot and wounded my messenger, and you owe me fifteen treasures of Ilsavins, and I want you to pay double the restitution."

"I hate this unit...... Good. ”

"I can sell you food and buy treasure for you."

"Good~~~"

Ilsawens' voice had begun to tremble.

"Then, you are still a noble priestess, and you have saved Zumashar and restored the fragile trust between trolls and humans."

"I hope you mean what you say."

Ilsawens flicked her sleeves and turned away.

"Carlos, we have enough troops now, and the trolls are short of food, as long as they starve them for a week, it won't be difficult to kill them at all, why are you ......" Although he was puzzled, but with the experience of the past, Tulayan did not directly question Carlos's decision.

"If you kill a hundred, if you don't kill it, it's endless." Carlos laughed and walked away.

"General Tulayan, do you understand what Your Majesty means?"

Aslan. Qi An saw that his colleagues either didn't care about His Majesty's opinion, or they were at a loss, or they frowned thoughtfully, so he walked to Tulayan's side to find out a thing or two.

"Hahahaha, I've learned another trick." Tulayan burst out laughing.

"Well, General Tulayan, what are you referring to?"

"Kill them, we're all gone, if we don't kill them, all the trolls are endless, your king is really a villain, hahaha!" Tulayan also left with a smile, leaving Aslan with an inexplicable look on his face. Pray to stay where you are. (To be continued......)

PS: Mild brain burning, leave a message in the complete book review area to reward the experience, the clues are all given, let's be Wallock Holmes and blind students.