Carlos modestly said that I was just getting started.

The Zandalar Support Brigade was slaughtered, what would happen if the Zandalar envoys around Lutheran King kin knew?

Of course, it's pretending to give me X someone a face, and everyone thinks that nothing happened.

The premise is that the messenger is from Carlos' side.

Originally, Carlos wanted to personally complete this drama that was enough to impact the top ten actors of the year, but he was calmly pressed on the seat by Illanicus.

As a result, Carlos understood that he was a hero in the world.

The Green Dragon Legion also recruits students with acting specialties.

It turned out that after a powerful statement, Zandalara's envoy accepted the fact that the leadership of the support force was completely wiped out, the materials were seriously damaged, and more than half of the casualties were killed, and instructed Xi Jinglong to go back and arrange the appearance of the remaining personnel, and everyone should be treated as if the dead had not come.

Well, that's right, it's my Zandalar five hundred strong men who support your moss trolls, and there's nothing wrong with it.

After a commotion, and enough time was available, all the disguised Dream Guards and Carlos rode the Zandalar Velociraptor trembling under the dragon's coercion in the direction of Cincaro.

"Is there no problem with Mirune?"

Carlos is not exempt from vulgarity, and always cares a little more about beautiful things.

"It's okay, don't look at Uncle Mirune with his mouth open and Uncle Shut up, my more than 2,000 years are not worth mentioning in front of her. You must know that she is the second daughter of Cenarius, and she participated in the War of the Ancients. ”

Illanicus's suave temperament can't hide even the troll's rugged appearance.

Then, Carlos was relieved.

Hello Mirune, goodbye Mirune.

This time, time is on Carlos' side.

Blending into Cincalo, Lutheran King's setup was not yet complete, and Zandalar was not fully in the forefront, so the great Carlos and the benevolent Illanicuus made almost the same proposal.

"Anyway, the real Zandalar trolls are so many people, so they are all replaced to save trouble."

Just do it, overnight, all the Zandalar trolls on Cinnalone's face have become dream guards, and there are dozens of latecomers played by dream guards who can find out.

The next day, the Zandala envoys, who had come to convey important matters, also returned to Lutheran King as members of the Green Dragon Legion.

So, after enjoying a good show, Carlos made a move.

"Who are you? Mankind! ”

Lutheran King looked at Carlos with a hideous face and motioned for the Zendarar warriors to launch.

But the Zandalar warriors beside Lutheran King didn't move.

"Isn't it a good idol role model, why don't you recognize who I am."

Carlos was still teasing lightly.

"Card King?"

Gotakin shuddered and spat out the word in confusion, causing a strong reaction from the Tustin Go.

"No, it can't be! Carlos died at the hands of Akmund, you are fake, fake! Gotakin, you can't fool me with your tricks! Trolls, kill these traitors! ”

Although Lutheran King tried to stir up the crowd to make waves, it didn't work very well, and the climactic drama attracted the attention of all the trolls, but also weakened their thinking skills.

I don't understand what's going on.

"Yo, I said that I was my dog, and it was only a long time before I turned my face and didn't recognize people."

This sentence is a lingua franca, and it is also Carlos's last face for Luther King.

But......

"It was you who betrayed the agreement, you abandoned us, ten years, ten years!"

Lutheran King's eyes were red and he howled.

His words are tantamount to identifying Carlos's identity.

After all, only he and Carlos knew about him kneeling down and worshipping Gan as a loyal dog.

The man in front of him was Carlos, and Lutheran King already believed it in his heart.

But this is Sinsaro, surrounded by thousands of compatriots, and he is the great chief whom all trolls fear, how can he bow down to the human who once swore allegiance.

can't go back, being pushed step by step by power and status to the present, Lutheran King can't go back.

But there is a price to be paid for talking but brains.

Gou Tajin, whose heart was like ashes and had given up the struggle, suddenly burst into a monstrous flood and huge waves in his dry heart.

"You are Your Majesty Carlos, and you are still alive?"

"Isn't that weird?"

"No, no, know at the time, Draenor, me, you, that ......"

"Ake...... It can't kill me. ”

Carlos thought about it, it was better not to call that guy by his name in front of so many trolls, God knows if there would be some moths.

However, Illanicus, who played the role of Zandalara's envoy on the second wall, had a look of surprise on his ears.

Carlos. Barov actually faced Akmund!

However, it is not surprising that the green dragons are not close to humans, and they don't even know that Carlos has been "dead" for ten years, and they don't care what the Alliance Expeditionary Force encountered in Draenor in the first place.

But it doesn't matter, it seems that the situation is still under Carlos's control, and Illanicus can watch the play with peace of mind.

"It's useless, Carlos, today, is the day of the troll awakening, if a Lutheran King falls, thousands of Lutheran King will stand up, and the trolls will never be slaves!"

Lutheran King was caught up in the emotions he had weaved, and he cried out in excitement and sorrow.

"Unless you eat and live?"

Carlos ruined the atmosphere with one sentence, and Luther King Jr. was not in a good mood.

"You, you, you ......"

"Your master will always be your master, kneel."

Carlos pulled Lutheking to the ground and knelt on his knees.

"Leave me alone, shoot!"

Lutheran King yelled reluctantly, took something out of his waist with his free hand and crushed it, and then outside the city, the artillery originally used to attack Cynçalo opened fire.

Twelve cannons, twelve twelve-pound crimson projectiles roared towards the city gates, where Carlos and his party were.

"Surround the Card King!"

Gotakin shouted and snatched the shield from his subordinates, trying to get in front of Carlos, but was kicked away by Carlos.

Carlos let go of Ludjin's grip and walked to the edge of the city wall in two steps, estimating where the cannonballs would land with his extraordinary dynamic vision.

Well, five shots are useless on the wall, and seven shots covering this area are very threatening, and I don't know if it's a human being held hostage or a troll who has practiced hard, seven out of twelve, and the cannon skills are good.

Then, in the flash of light, Carlos stretched out his left hand and pushed a blazing white ball of holy light into the air, and the ball of holy light quickly collapsed and flattened as Carlos's palm changed from a flat push to a posture of all I want, forming a huge holy shield, blocking the threatening seven cannons.

The shield was originally colorless, but it reflected more sunlight and became rainbow-colored.

The sound and light effects of the performance were excellent, and when Carlos turned his back to the outside of the city, Gotakin burst into tears.

However, Lutheran King took advantage of Carlos's pretense and had already stepped on the air wall and returned to the second wall.

"Why not do it? Your Zandalar warriors just watched? ”

Lutheran King angrily confronted Zandalara's envoys.

So Illanicus also reverted to the form of the Night Elves, which startled Lutheran King.

"I can answer your first question, because it was I who ordered them to obey the orders of His Excellency Carlos. And the second question, sorry, the Zandalar Warriors are not mine, I can't command, I can't give an answer to this question. ”

Illanicus had actually answered all of Lutheran's questions with a slightly witty joke, but the horrified Lutheran had no time to think about this kind of wordplay, and fled to the next wall with his life.

And Illanicus just watched, and did not mean to stop it.

"King of Cards, Lutheran King...... I mean, Broken Tooth escaped. ”

"I know."

"Why not ......"

"You call him Luther King, no problem, just a name."

"Why don't you stop him, kill him, and everything will be settled."

Gotakin asked respectfully.

"Kill him, what reason do I have to bloodied Cincaro."

Carlos said in a flat, straightforward tone.

"Ahh

Taking two steps closer and pulling a short spear from Gotakin's shoulder armor, Carlos stood on the wall again.

After pondering for a while, he suddenly threw the short spear in his hand with a loud shout, directly piercing the back of the head of the deputy head of the Tustin Gou mercenary group who was constantly talking outside the city.

"Bunnies, your master is back."

Carlos used the magic props he had asked for from Illanicuus, and the sound resounded for a distance of two kilometers, and Carlos didn't care about it on Cynsaro's side, but the moss trolls heard it.

Having lost the leader of the sedition, looking at Grand Master Gotakin standing next to the man and giving a hintive gesture, the lurking cronies suddenly burst out and killed all the "traitors" who had taken refuge in Lutheran King.

Gotaki, who has been in control of Tustingou for more than ten years, has been blinded by Lutheran King's clumsy infiltration methods, but is only indulged because he has lost his direction for the future and has a kind of confusion of "maybe he is right".

At this moment, with the appearance of Carlos, Gotakin once again strengthened his faith.

"Give you half an hour to clear the troops, and then, siege the city."

"Huh? It's Cinsalo! ”

Gotakin's eyes widened, the moss trolls outside the city were already in great chaos, half an hour, attacking the city? Attacking Cincalo, with its five walls?

This order was beyond Gotakin's comprehension, and Gotakin seemed a little demented.

"Yes, Cynsaro, the Cinchero I slaughtered once when I was fourteen."

The flat tone made Gotakin shudder.

Oops, I forgot that this man was Carlos. Barov.

"Yes, master, I'll go right away."

"You go down alone to do errands, I want these people on the city wall. Then I'll give you a thorough explanation, the moss trolls and the trolls of the evil branches, there are only 10,000 left. ”

Carlos snapped his fingers, and Illanicus launched as agreed, and a hundred young dragons appeared in their original form and soared into the sky, and the giant dragon Illanicus let out a soul-terrifying dragon roar from the throat of the Night Elves, and then a huge dragon-shaped phantom appeared in the sky above Cinchero. The dragonmen, who were secretly placed in various joint positions in Cincalo, also flared up, blocking the road with the fog of sleep.

Then, the fire began to burn, and the whole of Cynçalo seemed to be in a desperate situation for a while.

Carlos understands that the trolls are not in such a bad situation, these are just visual impacts, and the real situation, out of disadvantage, are these scattered dream guards.

Once the initial panic was overcome, the Cinsaro troll's overwhelming numerical superiority was enough to devour all the Dream Guards.

So he must take control of the moss trolls outside the city.

To gain dominance over the moss trolls, it is necessary to take advantage of this asymmetry of information.

The inhabitants of Cynsalo thought it was a conspiracy of the moss trolls, and the moss trolls outside the city thought it was Carlos' power.

So Carlos oppressed Gotakin because he didn't want to give the guys outside the city time to think.

"Go ahead, kill the first floor, and prepare to open the door and enlarge the army to come in."

Giving the order casually, Tastin Gou, who was standing on the city wall, suddenly fell into a frenzy.

The older generation of trolls have followed Carlos to fight against the tribe, and those who can be regarded as cronies by Gotakin have also grown up listening to the stories of their fathers, and seeing the legendary heroes/demons reappear, regardless of excitement or fear, get up first.

"Is there really no problem? If your toys don't move outside the city, my men in the city will suffer a terrible loss. ”

I don't know when, Illanicus appeared next to Carlos.

"You quietly go around to the back of the big array to make some movement, the effect will be very good."

Carlos came up with an idea.

"Makes sense, I took the people on the city walls."

"Okay."

The efficiency of the green dragon is really high, and Gou Tajin has just unified the large array of Tustingou under the city wall to force the evil moss trolls, and the rear formation of the evil moss trolls is already in chaos.

Because the dragon came out of the forest.

In Ludkin's absence, no matter who the other commanders listened to before, they couldn't ignore the opinion of the troll hero.

This also made it easier for Gotakin to unify the will of the moss trolls.

"Don't panic, the dragon is an ally of His Majesty Carlos, and it won't do anything to us for the time being."

"So what will happen to us in the end?"

Gotakin suddenly felt tired of talking to the bar spirit, and the green dragon's patience didn't seem very good, and the movement in the forest was getting louder and louder.

"Make a choice, give up your unrealistic fantasies or dream forever."

"But humans are the enemies of the trolls, the source of our suffering, and we ......"

Gotaki's spear pierced the hopelessly zealot.

"Gotaki, you...... Don't you miss the glory of the past? ”

"No, my glory was created by myself, and my legend was written by me, not the bullshit Amani Empire."

"Can we really just listen to the Alliance, fight with our compatriots, and shed the last drop of blood?"

"The Alliance is our home, the Kingdom of Alterac is our belonging, you are my compatriots of Gotakin, aren't those wastes wearing animal fur and bark, understand?"

Looking at their textile clothes, the moss trolls fell silent.

"But we ...... before"

"King Ka is merciful, just take Cynzaro and cover it up with merit."

"Uncle Gotakin, I'm not reconciled!"

"Don't say it, he doesn't like that man."