"It's been ten years, has it been ten years since the Knight King died in battle?"

Falsely claiming to be an explorer who had been separated from his companions, Carlos managed to infiltrate a dwarven convoy.

After dark, gather around the campfire and deal with the dwarves' "I have spirits, do you have a story?" With this tactful questioning, Carlos successfully portrays himself as a veteran of the Second Orc War.

So under the admiring eyes of everyone, he quietly set out the information he wanted to know.

For a while, there was a feeling that something was wrong.

I have been mythologized.

It is said that on the outskirts of Anhador, there is a Carlos. Barov's mound has become a shrine for paladins.

Sure enough, there is such a thing as a saint, which only the dead can deserve.

Carlos listened to these news, and there was no stirring emotion in his heart, but a faint detachment and calm.

To be sure, something happened in the Emerald Dream that he didn't know.

First of all, his holy light has lost the brilliance of jadeite, which is inseparable from the jadeite dream.

Secondly, his appearance has changed a little, and even Carlos himself has a somewhat paradoxical feeling when he looks in the mirror.

In the end, I got stronger.

Carlos really felt that compared to when he participated in the Holy Grail War, a trip to the Emerald Dream Realm made him stronger.

Or maybe the body has become stronger.

But this is not something to rejoice about, because Carlos firmly believes that there is no love in the world for no reason, and everything is inseparable from the exchange of interests.

But trying to communicate with the system, the results are all system upgrades.

So Carlos can only use his wits to solve the current dilemma.

The first is the question of identity.

How to prove that you are Carlos. Barov.

The name has become synonymous with power.

Although he did everything possible to enter the camp of his old father-in-law Terenus, the development of history always has its inevitability. Minecil & Carlos. Barov is actually the same kind of people, and they all have a ghost living in their hearts———— Soladin the Great.

So Carlos is not at all curious that his old father-in-law will push for the unification of the alliance.

Because I would do the same myself.

Determining the core position of the Lordaeron Kingdom, after Arthas ascended the throne, using the centripetal force of the Southern Storm Kingdom, Terenus's ambition is not a simple copy of the Arathi Empire, but a larger dream.

The Empire of Mankind.

Gilneth has been squeezed out of the league, Jean. After being crushed by Terenus's money attack, Greymane began to build the wall.

And his own father Alex. Barov is not losing except for Terenus. The best politician outside of Minethil has held out in the system of the Union for so long.

But Alex. Barov is only the Grand Duke Regent, not the king of Alterac, and because of the inheritance issue, his father is almost unable to hold on.

Galia bore herself a son.

While chatting and laughing with the dwarves and contemplating the current situation, Carlos's smile was tinged with bitterness.

It's more painful than opening the bizarre proof that my dad is my dad and my mom, because he needs to prove that he is himself.

Gradually, after the dwarves let down their guard against Carlos, the conversation naturally turned to the current troll dog-eat-dog war.

This gave Carlos a big hint.

Not knowing what kind of pressure his old father-in-law exerted on his father, Alterac released the Tustingou Troll Mercenary Regiment, which was gradually gaining fame within the Alliance, and merged with the Moss Trolls to form an army of more than 10,000 trolls.

The Alliance is very satisfied with the deference of the moss trolls, and does not think that 10,000 uprooted trolls can have any bad thoughts, after all, the supply lines are in the hands of humans and dwarves, and these trolls are like dogs on chains.

But Carlos had a feeling that something wasn't quite right.

Is the situation so smooth that the old father-in-law is a little floating?

Not even an army of overseers, an army entirely organized by the trolls themselves......

While the Moss Trolls have been following Terenus's script so far, Carlos still doesn't feel right.

What's more, the old father-in-law's hand is stretched long enough, and the troll is the dog that he beats down.

It just so happened that this transport team happened to deliver supplies to the moss trolls, and Carlos, who was supposed to return to Eagle's Nest Mountain with the dwarves who had completed the transport mission, chose to leave the team alone.

"Mirune, go back, I can take care of myself."

"No, my father wants us to escort you back to the human world safely, this place doesn't look like a human settlement."

Along the way, the dryads and treants who had been hiding around to protect Carlos and the dwarven convoy gathered again after Carlos left the group. The terrain of Hinterland is so friendly to Dryads and Treants that they are like fish in water.

But Carlos didn't want to hit Mirune, the youngest daughter of Cenarius......

She is not fit for battle.

If it was Lunara or Avella, Carlos would have left these powerful dryad warriors to serve him, even if he was tricked.

But......

Mirune's power is still strong, and as the second daughter of Cenarius, she is second only to the eldest daughter Lunara. But Mirune's personality is too peaceful, and to put it bluntly, it's a little weak.

Carlos didn't want her to get hurt, so he offered to let the dryads go.

But the laughing sisters carried out their father's orders without compromise.

In desperation, Carlos could only let Mirune follow him.

The layman looks at the bustle, the insider looks at the doorway, and the protracted war with the orc tribe has sharpened Carlos into a qualified commander.

Although trolls are the darlings of the forest, dryads are more favored than trolls. With Milune's help, Carlos didn't take much time to figure out the arrangement of the moss trolls.

So, Carlos was a little confused.

Is it mentally retarded or imbecile?

No, the single tooth was picked up by himself, and Tustin Gou is an army that has experienced the baptism of war, not to mention that Cinchero was scolded by himself once back then, and there are ready-made cases to refer to.

Why is the formation of the Moss Trolls so strange that it ......

It's more like a pocket formation than a storm.

Pocket arrays for ambushes.

Carlos, who couldn't see it for a while, decided to wait for a while and wait for the situation to become clearer before making contact with the moss trolls.

So, eating the food the dryad had found, and living in a hut built by the treemen, Carlos patiently analyzed the information from the forest at the top of a small hill.

Because at this moment, what Carlos lacks most is intelligence.

But after several days, Carlos discovered that the moss trolls were sending away the small number of humans in the original team, intentionally or unintentionally, and he was already sure that something had happened.

Because in the troll army, there is an artillery battalion composed of a mixture of humans and dwarves as a strong attacking force. However, for several days, gunners were thoughtfully sent back to Eagle's Nest Mountain by the trolls because of unaccustomed water and soil.

Is this normal?

Abnormal!

The humans and dwarves of Azeroth are not the petites of the Blue Star, and although Hinterland is a forest landscape, it is not a green hell that is inaccessible to people, where there are so many water and soil adaptations.

Why do trolls eat and drink, and human dwarves pull straps.

Either the Evil Branch Trolls of Sinsaro are doing the tricks, or the Evil Moss Trolls are causing trouble.

Carlos hoped for the former, but the news brought by the dryad wiped out Carlos' expectations.

"In the direction of the sea, there are a lot of new trolls, and Milune knows their banner, which is Zandalara."

Mirune, who loves critters, brings important news to Carlos.