I smoked, got tattoos, got fights, had a dozen or twenty boyfriends, but I knew I was a good girl.

Who believes.

I was stubborn, cronyistic, murderous, and arson, regardless of image and reputation, but I knew I was a big hero.

You think you're Illidan.

Although there are many prevarications within the alliance, Carlos still patiently follows the rules.

The lonely savior of this era is only remembered after death, Carlos wants to save the world, and more importantly, he wants to enjoy life.

Therefore, only if you abide by the rules, you can have a big ear scraper on the face of an unruly person.

This is the essence of the law of rules.

The alliance is so big, and Alterac is so small, Carlos can't mobilize the Alterac family to go it alone whenever something happens, and he can't always lose the savings of the Barov family to strengthen the army.

Whether you can see the threat of the Dark Gate or not, it is there, and it can't hurt my happiness.

So going back and tearing it up became a top priority.

But before going back to the conference, you have to create a fait accompli, and if you don't have pressure, you have to create some pressure to find the old men of the alliance to ask for military soldiers.

As a result, breaking the blockade of the Dark Gate became a top priority.

Right now, in the Elwyn region, on the ruins of the Stormwind Kingdom, the resumption of production and construction is far from being completed, and the post-war refugees are now struggling to even feed themselves, let alone provide supplies for the Alliance army.

Wood and stone are everywhere, dig your own.

Iron ore and copper are all in the ground, digging by themselves.

What the? Grain!

Do you eat human flesh or not, the old lady has more than 100 kilograms to confess here, and the alliance soldiers have killed people!!

Those who were driven into the mountains by the orcs and survived for so many years until the national army recovered the Central Plains, how could there be any kind people, all TMD people.

The Iron Horse Brothers, who used to be fierce on the left and loyal on the right, with righteous characters on their brains and fierce characters on their chests, have been forced into the Iron Horse Neighborhood Committee by these remnants of Stormwind City in less than a year.

Many people who were thinking about recovering Stormwind City and becoming members of the brotherhood of the noble lord again finally remembered the good of the alliance at this moment, and began to miss the snow of Lordaeron.

For example, Gavin Rad.

Born in the Kingdom of Stormwind, he participated in the First Orc War as a member of the Stormwind Knights, following Anduin. Lothar finished the game and was known as a man who was both loyal and faithful.

You say, this kind of guy who wants to be born and have merit, why should he be a grand duke after Stormwind City is restored?

Don't think about it, people are good at being bullied, horses are being ridden, and Gavin Rad is about to be driven crazy by the fragmented government affairs.

Asking for money, food, supplies, and bragging, there are already hundreds of guys who claim to be the legitimate heirs of the former nobles of Stormwind City to the Iron Horse Brotherhood to declare themselves to be the lords of XXX, and even Gavinrad himself has seven or eight more nieces and nephews who look older than him.

The current old land of Stormwind City is simply a quagmire.

After losing the oppression of the orcs, the refugees of [Lao Tzu came back to life] began to fight the idea of the alliance.

The members of the Iron Horse Brothers' Guild, who were obsessed with the glory of recovering the country, finally came to their senses at this time, and a large number of people had already found Carlos and wanted to return to the arms of the alliance family.

The mountain king of Stormwind City, whoever loves to be should go, Lao Tzu will not play.

They don't play anymore, and Carlos doesn't dare to play either.

First of all, if the name is not right, what will Carlos take to lead the government affairs of Stormwind.

Secondly, it's thankless, it's good to say it's a waste of waste, and it's nothing to say it's ugly, and the current Elwin Forest can't even compare to the wilderness of Alterac City. No, comparing Alterac City to that is bullying, not even the rebuilding Hillbride.

In the end, even Carlos, his model of knighthood, was not willing to make wedding clothes for others.

Saving the emergency is not helping the poor, it is all about the people, and you can't play the cheat with the golden finger, and the ruins of Stormwind City are dead.

Under the pressure of Mayor Solomon's bullets, Lakeside Town still has a basic social order, and on the ruins of Stormwind City, the once fattest land in the Elwin Forest is now a paradise for snakes, rats, and cow gods.

Suddenly, Carlos began to understand the role of the old aristocracy.

It is estimated that only after the arrival of the old nobles of Lordaeron can they really suppress the Diao people and restore order.

A thousand words are combined into one sentence: the people of Stormwind City this time can't do it.

After appeasing the disgruntled Gavinrad and agreeing to return to Lordaeron with the team, Carlos had to spare his energy to deal with the trouble, who told him that he was now the supreme commander of the local alliance.

Tulayan's vote can't be counted on, the smart ones are playing dumb, the really stupid ones are coming up with bad ideas, and those who are eager to try it are like Sora. The Star Breakers are first-class, and Carlos can only ask them to go where it is cool and where they can rest.

Now Carlos is facing the problem of timing, which is back to the old problem of logistics supply.

There was no problem with garrisoning the outskirts of the Dark Swamp, and Lordaeron, who had resumed production, could afford to supply such an army. But if you want to go to the side of the Dark Gate, to the world of the orcs, you can mobilize supplies from Lordaeron to bring everyone down.

The only feasible solution is to restore production and life in the Elwyn region, and raise supplies on the spot, so that the counterattack on Draenor will become profitable.

So the problem went around in a circle and went back, and now in the Elvin region, on the ruins of the Stormwind Kingdom, there are nearly a million people.

It's like four locked drawers, each with a key ABCD that can be used in other drawers.

The topic is very clear, I will solve you MB.

Carlos didn't fall the cherry blossom axe, so he couldn't do this question, so he could only leave the question to his old father-in-law and to the future "Supreme King" Varian.

So it's enough to maintain stability on the surface.

No one can be offended in a friendly way, and Carlos focuses his efforts on the dismantling of the Union army.

After a long battle without a division, the alliance did not win the war easily, the casualties of almost 30,000 people were only superficial losses, and after months of high-intensity labor, the alliance army as a whole was exhausted.

Meritorious rewards and awards, the souls of the fallen return home, and the need to keep enough troops around the Dark Gate to defend against counterattacks that the orcs may not have.

Carlos wasn't easy.

The efficiency of the mages in cracking the dark gate is really a bit low, and for the mystery of the unknown, these scholars and mages have a broken stomach, and the solutions they give are more fucked up than one another.

In Carlos's eyes, the million-million-fireball plan proposed by Fang Brick was more reliable than those archmages of Dalaran Silvermoon City.

Fake public and private, the raw materials needed to break the blockade of the Dark Gate require ten years of cellared red wine and two years of foie gras?

Of all the fuck-ups, the most fucked-up is about orc captives.

The contradictions began to intensify.

On Lordaeron's side, the fragile compromise balance that had been made before, each country held its own orc captives from each country.

Now that the war of resistance has been won overall, there are still more than 200,000 orc captives waiting to be dealt with south of Palatine Bay.

How to play?

Lordaeron's new tearing conference is about to begin.

In the midst of all this shit, a letter from home made Carlos more and more exhausted.

Galiya is pregnant.

This would have been a good thing.

Carlos is going to be a dad (again)!

But his two younger brothers seem to have been provoked by some temporary workers to have ideas that they shouldn't have.

Daddy Alex is in a dilemma and wants Carlos to deal with it himself, and his old father-in-law, Terenus, is ready to stir up trouble.

Having defeated the orcs and defeated the horde, Carlos felt that life was even more difficult.

The Dark Gate is a must!

Only war can keep you away from these filthy things.

Carlos fell asleep in a sleepy waiting, and a voice called out in a dream: "Do you want to understand the meaning of life?" ”

"No, get out."

As he spoke, Carlos flipped over to make himself sleep more comfortably.

“……”

The voice in the dream seemed to be stuck in words.