The Eternal Song Forest has been exploited by the Quildore Elves for thousands of years, and man and nature have reached an almost perfect harmony. The forest paths are as well-groomed as the main roads between cities in the human kingdom.

Carlos rode his war horse, marching silently in the middle of the army, while thinking about the next strategy.

A hasty march of troops, although well-justified and tactically sound, is not profitable for humanity from a strategic point of view.

Tulayan rode silently for almost three hours, he couldn't stand the silence, and the soldiers could still tell jokes, taking advantage of the squad leader's squadron leader's inattention to pull out a piece of jerky from his bag and bite it twice, and Tulayan found that there were not many people he could talk to nearby.

It is a kind of affinity to be able to fight with the soldiers, and it is a kind of perseverance to be able to share the weal and woe with the soldiers, but as a general, it is impossible to discuss tactics and strategies with the soldiers.

This is not to say that the soldiers do not understand tactics and strategies, but that they have different positions, different sources of intelligence, different starting points of thinking, and different ways of thinking, and the conclusions they have reached are very different.

So with an order to his adjutant, Tulayan rode forward, ready to catch up with Carlos and talk to him.

"Carlos, Zuaman is cleared by the elves every year, is it really useful for us to rush up like this?"

When Tulayan caught up with Carlos from the back end of the marching line, his little mare was already panting slightly.

"You're not in your team, why are you running here?"

Carlos was brought back to his senses by the spirit of Tulayan's words.

"Aren't you bored?"

"It's that you're so bored."

Tulayan was speechless.

"Hey. We had to do something, time wasn't on our side and I was feeling anxious. ”

Carlos also didn't want to tear down Tulayan's stage. And he went on with his words.

"What do you mean?"

"We've been away from Hillbride Hills for too long."

"Anduin. Marshal Lothar is there, what do you have to worry about? ”

Tulayan thought it was incredible, and it felt like Carlos was doing fearless care.

"Marshal Lothar's caliber is of course top-notch, but the accident is called an accident because it always happens when people don't expect it, and in unexpected places."

Carlos said a seemingly very philosophical nonsense.

"Alright, let's end the mess here. Then go back to the Hillbride war zone, I've been dealing with trolls for so long, and I've almost forgotten what to do with the orcs. ”

Tulayan released the reins. Tightening his mount with his legs, he pinched the joints with his free hands, making a clicking sound.

"Really?"

Carlos looked disdainful.

"Polite words."

Tulayan instantly felt that Carlos was very bored.

"I also know it's not a genius idea to attack Zuaman, but I'm afraid to fight trolls in the forest."

Carlos said with a sigh of relief.

"Isn't it? Isn't your fight for fame all about fighting trolls in Hinterland? By the way, you're about to become an expert in the league's battle against trolls! ”

Tulayan looked incredulous.

"Come on. In Hinterland, our army in Alterac was aided by the dwarves. Build bunkers all the way to the door of Shadralo's deadwood troll. What kind of jungle warfare is that? And then the night battle was the most adventurous thing I ever did in my life. In the jungle, humans are far inferior to elves and trolls, so I don't dare, and I don't want to, fight trolls in the field. ”

Carlos said smugly.

"So you're going to let the enemy know that our target is Zuaman, and then force the trolls to concentrate their forces and fight us head-on with the Legion?"

Tulayan actually understood Carlos's intentions, but in order to keep the conversation going. Or follow the interface.

"That's right, a hundred human soldiers can't beat a hundred trolls. But a thousand human soldiers are not at all afraid of a thousand trolls. I don't have time to play with the trolls after the Zouma Shar Raiders, everyone is really going to do it, and I'm going to go back if I win or lose. ”

Carlos let out a long sigh of relief.

"But Aurelia ......"

Tulayan was a little hesitant.

Carlos struck Tulayan in the chest with a whiplash, causing him to almost lose his balance and fall off his horse.

"What are you doing?"

The punch wasn't heavy, but it was so sudden that Tulayan struggled for a while to stabilize his mount.

"What gives you the illusion that you can't do it without us elves?"

Carlos spat to the side in order to show his disdain.

"Then why has it been so long, our human army has already marched into the Yongsong Forest, and the army of the Elven Kingdom has not yet appeared? It doesn't make sense, doesn't Anastarian know that the trolls have taken refuge in the Horde?. ”

Tulayan really didn't figure it out. Aurelia campaigns for her people while her king turns a blind eye to the troll invasion, much to Tulayan's anger.

"When you figure it out, you'll be mature enough to really help Marshal Lothar."

Hearing Carlos say this, Tulayan suddenly became serious.

"Then tell me about it, just talk about it."

"It is precisely because the Sun King of Quel'Salas knows that he is powerful, so he has been slow to send troops."

"Why?"

Carlos twitched his head and said in a strange voice, "You're not ready!" ”

Tulayan thought about it and blushed.

"The eight characters haven't been skimmed yet, what you and ours."

Carlos, who was stunned, was not in a good breath, and his face was red.

"Whew~~~~"

With a long exhale, relieving his mood, Carlos continued as if nothing had happened just now: "The trolls are menacing, according to Aurelia, the entire garrison of a thousand people in the east has been wiped out, and the news has not even had time to get out. What would you think if you were replaced. ”

"It's a terrible enemy, send more men to investigate the situation."

"That's right, you general knows how to send more people to investigate the situation, what do you want Anastarian to think of a king? How? How many high elves can send a thousand people like this? When the situation is unclear, shrinking the defense is a sound strategy, especially if the Great Barrier they have relied on for thousands of years has failed. ”

Carlos explained.

"The Great Enchantment? Why am I not feeling at all? ”

Tulayan turned his head to look around and shrugged, not feeling anything unusual at all.

How did I have such a magical idiot as a friend......

Carlos was another whip punch, but unfortunately Tulayan was prepared and raised his arm to hold it.

"The same move can't work twice against a paladin, huh."

Hearing such a visual line, Carlos, who had no strength, couldn't bear it, and used his strength to push Tulayan off the horse.

"Hey, you're enough. Hit and hit, push and push, say it quickly. ”

The young and vigorous Tulayan was not injured, patting the dust on his back, Tulayan hurried to catch up with his frightened horse, and calmed down the horse and returned to Carlos.

"You are a general, and if your troops are lost, you can ask Marshal Lothar to replenish them. Anastarian was a king, his army was annihilated, who did he go to replenish? How many elves there are in the entire Quel'Thalas, and whether there is a large population in our kingdom of Alterac is a question, and Anastarian can't afford to lose. He was waiting for his chance to kill with one blow. ”

After Carlos finished speaking, Tulayan no longer answered, but thought carefully.

In this way, the marching columns returned to silence.

More than ten minutes later, the sound of strange feet and hooves was heard, and Carlos heard something unusual in the noisy queue.

"It's an elven chocobo."

Tulayan affirmed.

Within seconds of saying that, a white chocobo was seen carrying a fully armored High Elf Ranger against the direction of the army's march to Carlos's side.

"Your Majesty Carlos."

The High Elf herald saluted Carlos and turned its head sideways to parallel with Carlos.

"General Tulayan, it's a pleasure to see you here, it saves me a lot of distance."

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Carlos nodded to see the herald salute.

"Marshal Aurelia has asked me to inform you and General Tulayan that our outpost has spotted an army of trolls, but not in the direction of Zuaman. Marshal Aurelia asks His Majesty Carlos what you are going to do. ”

The herald said unhurriedly.

"How big is the army?"

"The preliminary estimate is more than 3,000 people."

"Yo, what a big fish, you go and tell Aurelia and say I know."

"Got it?"

The herald asked quizzically.

"Go ahead, Aurelia knows what to do."

Carlos replied calmly. (To be continued......)