Chapter 163: The Generalissimo's Crisis
Karl rose to the air under Tulayan's somewhat annoyed gaze and flew straight to the residence where Lothar was resting.
Ogrim had planned to fight against the odds, and if he didn't succeed, he would become a benevolent. Not a single orc was left behind in Stormwind, and the Alliance fleet led by the Admiral and Braumus recaptured the majestic capital of the Stormwind Kingdom without much effort.
The battlefield on the other side was not far from the gate of Stormwind City, and Lothar and the others had already returned to their long-lost royal city under the escort of the paladins.
"Lord Karl!" Guarding the door of Lothar's residence are two good friends, Marcus and Reginald, who have been fighting with Lothar as if they were already Lothar's henchmen.
"I'm coming to see Jazz."
Marcus and Reginald get out of the way.
"Carl ......"
Lothar was looking at the post-war report and was a little surprised to see Carl walk in.
Karl handed the Great Royal Sword in his hand to Lothar, who took it, gently stroking the smooth blade with an emotional look on his face.
"You don't blame me, do you?"
"I'm just an outdated chieftain, I'm not a perverted murderer." Carl waved his hand and 'cut' a sound, "If you want to judge, then judge, but don't blame me for not warning you, this guy Ogrim will definitely not be so peaceful, don't regret raising tigers when the time comes!" β
"Bang!"
Lothar's face tightened, and then he slammed his fist into the wooden table, which spilled the report on it.
Marcus and Reginald rushed in in a panic, Karl waved his hand at them, and the two of them looked at Lothar, who was red-eyed and bowed his head, and decisively turned and retreated.
Karl patted Lothar lightly on the shoulder, and he knew all the strange circumstances of the final battle.
"It's not as bad as you think, and if you lose your cool, that's what they're doing."
Lothar was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath before nodding at Carl with a wry smile.
"I expected this day to happen." Lothar walked to the window and looked at the happy and busy soldiers in the distance, "I am the regent of Stormwind, and I am the last bloodline of Arashi, before the war began, this was a good condition to be able to unite the kingdoms of the alliance, but now-"
"Now that the war is coming to an end, the alliance doesn't need a generalissimo, and of course, the real one doesn't need a generalissimo with Arathi's blood." Karl took Lothar's words.
"If it's just the position of generalissimo, I don't care about that at all."
Karl looked down and thought for a moment.
"Are you worried that the rebuilding of Stormwind will be hindered?"
Lothar nodded.
"As long as I'm alive for even one day, they'll be suspicious of who I am, and that old fox from Lordaeron promised to help with the rebuilding of Stormwind, but that's a premiseβ"
"The premise is that you step down from the post of generalissimo and no longer participate in the politics of the kingdom......" Although he was not familiar with politics in his previous life, with the superhuman brain developed by superhuman genes, Carl easily saw the cattiness.
"What kind of ridiculous concern is this, do you think that you will re-erect the banner of the Arathor Empire and unify the human kingdom?"
Lothar smiled wryly again and shook her head, "They may not think so, but they will guard against this, I am afraid that they will not really help us, or even ......"
Of course, Karl understood what Lothar meant, even though everyone was a human kingdom, and they were all brothers split from an empire. But, in the same way, the Seven Kingdoms are also rivals in competition, although the Storm Kingdom is far away from the other kingdoms, but a weak brother and a strong brother, everyone knows which one will choose to cooperate, especially in times of peace.
"Rely on the mountains and mountains, rely on everyone to go! If you want me to say, you can bring Stormwind back to its glory with your own hands! β
Lothar glared at Karl in annoyance, he didn't bother with the typical cannon-firing joke.
"But your previous sentence is correct, and in the end, we have to rely on ourselves."
"That's right. The old fox of Terenus may not be what he's calculating right now. But you don't have to worry too much, those guys should be staring at Alterac by now, so you can be generous and throw them to grab it. β
ββ¦β¦ I didn't even think about it, okay? β
The generalissimo gave a rare look of wrongedness.
"Besides, Terenus is a shrewd king, he won't blatantly swallow the territory of Alterac, the rules of the game are not so easy to break. I suspect he would prefer to consider propping up a king who is close to him. β
Carl gave Lothar a thumbs up, worthy of being the number two in the Stormwind Kingdom, and now that there was no Priest as a near-perfect candidate, Tyrenus had to turn his attention to Aiden's nephew, and there was still a debate about which one to choose.
Karl had no interest in this, believing that the elves did not want to meddle in human affairs, and were even very likely to withdraw from the alliance after the war, and that thousands of years of prejudice were not so easy to let go.
"I'll try to convince King Anastarian to help Stormwind as much as possible, but don't get your hopes up, you know, I don't have a good relationship with those old mages."
"Whatever the outcome, thank you, Carl!" Lothar said gratefully, "My promise is still valid, as long as you are willing to come to Stormwind......"
"All right, sir! I see what you mean, but have you forgotten that you've already made a few of Lordaeron's guys feel scruples, if I take on another position in Stormwind......"
With a "snap" slap on the head, Lothar was a little embarrassed to look at Carl.
"Actually, you don't have to think about it so much, the old fox of Terenus will definitely put his focus on the north, even if he has any scruples about you, he will definitely support you and Varian with his heart, and the old fox must know the truth of long-distance and close attack."
Lothar nodded, whether it is for a promise or some purpose, Lordaeron will definitely help Stormwind City, as for the strength of the aid, Lothar has also figured it out, it is good to have more, but not to force more, as Carl said, Stormwind Kingdom will definitely be able to regain its glory with its own hands.
"The King's Council is preparing to send a part of its army to the world of the orcs called Draenor, and we must dispel the threat of the orcs opening the portal with an artifact. Perhaps, I should become the commander of the expeditionary force, which may be better for the development of Stormwind. β
"Hah-" Karl said with a slight mockery, "when did the Masters of Azeroth learn to fear and escape. This is not Anduin Lothar I know, the greatest knight of Stormwind! β
"It's not an escape, Carl." Lothar shook her head and said, "If I can restore Stormwind to her glory sooner, and if I can restore my people to a peaceful and prosperous life sooner, even if I sacrifice my life, I am willing!" β
Looking at Lothar with a determined face, Carl admired, he didn't persuade much, Lothar is an assertive person, once a decision is made, it will not be easily changed. Just let everything go naturally, and I saved him once, which can be regarded as making up for a regret at the beginning.
Spread his hands to Lothar.
"How many troops is the council going to send to Draenor?"
"Not too much." Lothar picked up a piece of letterhead, "I'll pick as many good veterans as I can, so that our war will be more secure." β
"Of course! The Horde doesn't have much left of its forces. Karl agreed, and there were not many soldiers. So, have you decided on the candidates? β
Lothar handed the letterhead to Karl.
The first name that catches your eye is Tulayan, and it seems that the inertia of 'history' is really great. But if Lothar had asked to join, would Terenus still be willing to give up the rising star of Tulayan?
Carl kept looking.
Danas Tolbain - Expected.
Kudran Brute Hammer - also to be expected.
Khadgar - Well, this humanoid GPS must be indispensable.
The last two names made Carl frown.
Aurelia Windranger...... and Karl Sunset. (To be continued.) )