The golden autumn has passed, and winter is coming. In this season when the weather is getting cooler and humans are wearing clothes, the orcs who are extremely tolerant feel extremely cool.

Why don't you do something about such a nice weather?

As a result, the Horde shrank its forces, and a second large-scale legion-level battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Hinterland is guarded by the Hammer Dwarves, the road to Hinterland is stuck by Dunhold Castle, the Arathi Heights are separated by the Walls of Soradin, and the Walls of Soladin are guarded by the army of Fort Rapids.

Lothar suddenly realized that it seemed a bit of a waste to throw an army of 17,000 men in the Southern Theater of Operations.

As a result, the Alliance's 10,000 troops, including Carlos' Independent Regiment, received an order to move north to join the main force.

"When I came, the leaves were still green in color, and when I left, it was already time for the cicadas to cry, and time passed so fast!" Carlos couldn't help but sigh.

Before he knew it, he was eighteen years old, and Carlos somehow remembered the snowman king at his coming-of-age ceremony, his father and mother, his two stupid younger brothers, and Elucia.

If it weren't for this war, I would have married a noble girl. If the marksmanship is better, his son will be able to climb.

"What kind of deep pretending to be young, if you are too idle to rush to command the troops to pack up." Uncle Fang Brick couldn't get used to Carlos's sad appearance, and said sarcastically angrily.

"Everything has to be done by the general, and what else do you want the officer to do?" Carlos said irresponsibly.

"When your soldiers hear it, your image will be ruined." The bricks are sarcastic.

"Ever since I heard some strange rumors of hand-torn orcs, I don't think I have any image of myself."

Hearing this, Fang Brick opened his head with some weakness.

"Uncle Fang Brick, what's the matter, let's talk about it directly." Carlos suddenly lost the mood to continue idling.

"There's a communication from there that a force is secretly working against you, ready to disarm you and kick you back into the hands of silver." Fang Brick leaned against Carlos and whispered.

"A bunch of beam-jumping clowns, boring tricks, don't bother with them." Carlos stretched, "The current Union Anduin. Lothar has the final say. ”

The discordant episode did not affect Carlos's mood, and he made his way north, and a week later Carlos's legion, as the fastest marching unit in the Southern Theater, first reached the Union headquarters camp outside the town of Nanhai.

"Marshal Lothar, commander of the Separate Corps Carlos. Barov came to report. ”

While commanding the Great Tent, Carlos met with Lothar. In less than a year, Lothar looks a lot older, and although there is always a tiredness in the corners of her eyes, her deep gaze still exudes a breathtaking power.

"Good work, Major General Barov. Or can I call you Carlos? ”

Although Lothar had seen Carlos during the formation of the alliance, and was surprised that the little guy who was strong at the age of sixteen was not decent, but Anduin was entangled in everything. Lothar really hadn't spoken to Carlos properly, and Carlos had no intention of befriending Lothar.

So the two who have known each other for almost two years met again, politely like strangers.

"Just call me Carlos."

"Honestly, I should apologize to you, the youngest major general in the league. I transferred you to the south to keep you safe, after all, your identity is a bit special. But ah......"

Carlos pressed his palm on Carlos' shoulder and pressed it hard.

"Yes, you've done a good job, it's impressive. Originally, according to your meritorious contributions, it would have been no problem to be promoted to the rank of lieutenant general or to command an integrated corps. But ah......"

This was the second time Lothar had done so, Lothar smiled and shook her head, withdrew the hand that had been on Carlos' shoulder, walked over to the side and poured two glasses of black pine nut, and handed one of them to Carlos.

"What a loving father your father lobbied for you to be the commander-in-chief of the front and not the youngest lieutenant general in the kingdom of men. And there are those who want me to transfer you back to the General Headquarters and be my deputy like Tulayan, who really think I'm a fool. And the Knights of the Silver Hand, you old fellows, I really want you to go back. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that coordinating all sorts of things in the alliance took me so much energy, I would have really wanted to compete with you. Tulayan, who was talking but brainy, was stunned to spread the rumor that you were the number one paladin in the league. Da Sohan followed up and caused you some unnecessary trouble for no reason. ”

Carlos drank the contents of the glass, then took the empty glass from Lothar's hand, put the empty glass back on the low table, and then returned to the place and stood upright.

"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief, none of this matters, I just want to know what you have to do with me next."

"Don't worry, you rest for a few days first, it's been almost a year in the wilderness, so relax. I'll give you three days off, go to Nanhai Town to have a good time, and I'll talk about it when I come back. Look at my memory, Nanhai Town is still the territory of your Barov family, hahahaha! ”

After Lothar finished speaking, she said a few more polite words, and let Carlos go.

As soon as he came out of the tent in Lothar, he saw Tulayan and Tirio. Fordin, Saidan. Dasohan, Uther, and Gavin Rad were waiting for him outside.

"Hey! Carlos, I heard that you tore the orcs in the south and shot the wolf in the head with an arrow from 800 meters away, is this true? "The self-cooked Tulayan had a curious look on his face.

Except for the more mature Uther, who shook his head helplessly, the other guys were holding back a smile, ready to see Carlos's joke.

"Are you making progress with Aurelia?"

Carlos's fluttering words suddenly made Tulayan lose his momentum.

"What...... What progress? Aurelia and I are pure friends! ”

Gavinrad couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Yes, yes, our Alliance's second-in-command, Mr. Tulayan, doesn't just want to fight with Aurelia. Did Miss Windranger have some pure ** relationship? ”

Carlos said calmly.

"Hey! Carlos, I'm going to duel with you! ”

Tulayan, who couldn't hold it on his face, screamed.

"Oh, there's no progress."

Carlos didn't answer at all, and the guys laughed when they saw the excitement.

"Okay, let's go when we've had enough trouble, find a place to drink something, and everyone get together." Uther stepped forward and said.

Tulayan wasn't really angry, and after a fight, the atmosphere between the few friends who hadn't seen him for many years became lively, and several people walked away with their shoulders hooked.

Anduin. Lothar stood at the window and watched the emotional exchange between several young people, and couldn't help but smile slightly, sighing in her heart that it was so good to be young.

Returning to her desk and taking her seat, Lothar took out an unsigned letter from a drawer, thought for a moment and put it back.

Lothar felt that it was better not to tell Carlos about some things, and that this alliance would always be able to shield the young people from the wind and rain as long as he was still sitting in the position of generalissimo.