At noon on the third day, Anduin. Lothar's support has finally arrived.

Carlos warmly hugged Sedan. Da Sohan.

"I thought you'd hide from me for the rest of your life, teacher."

"It's all good for us to avoid it, isn't it?"

"I understand."

"I blame myself, but I don't regret it."

After whispering softly, the two strong men let go of their embrace.

Anduin. After weighing the pros and cons, Lothar chose to trust Carlos completely, and with the endorsement of Khadgar and Dalaran, he sent the most elite two hundred people to the Storm Altar for Carlos to send.

"Sora, long time no see."

Aurelia greeted her in a friendly manner, but the response she received was a disdainful "cut~~".

Although disaster is imminent, this small temporary camp is like a reunion of old friends after a long absence, full of joyful atmosphere.

Two years have passed since the orcs landed in Hillbride and the alliance counterattacked the south, and not counting civilian casualties, the number of sergeants killed alone is more than 150,000. Especially in the early days of the war, the kingdoms of Lordaeron fought against Anduin. The warning brought by Lothar will be doubted, and the orc blades show humanity what the art of war is like a devastating one.

In just three months, the first 100,000 recruits lost more than 70,000 casualties, and the original Hillbride line was breached.

However, under the brutal pressure of the war, the surviving sergeants became the backbone and main force in the future, accumulating valuable strength and experience for the subsequent counteroffensive of the Alliance.

And Anduin. The two hundred men sent by Lothar were enough to form a teaching regiment, and if they were used as the backbone to fill it with soldiers, it could be expanded into a combat-ready regiment within a month.

These valuable war specialists, who were usually scattered around as junior officers, played a mainstay role, but in order to cope with this crisis, they met again.

"It's really magnificent, Marshal Lothar is really bold enough, I look at more than half of the people I know well."

Carlos responded to everyone who saluted him, and then whispered to Sedan. Da Sohan said.

"Originally, Tulayan and Uther and Gavin Rade wanted to come, but the marshal refused. The marshal said that what you need is a super soldier, not a commanding general, so the criterion for selecting people is to be able to fight, very good at fighting, especially capable of fighting. Except for the elves brought by Aurelia, the others were all good men who had torn apart the orcs in the first place. ”

Sedan. Da Sohan said proudly.

"It's only been two years, but I feel like I was ten years ago, am I getting old?"

Carlos said half-jokingly.

"This is war, which is neither romantic nor glorious."

Sedan. Da Sohan understood that Carlos wanted to dilute the faint gap between the two with a joke, but the topic was really not funny.

"Okay, let's remember the past later, teacher, you take them to rest first, I still have work to do, and we'll talk at dinner."

"No problem."

Say goodbye to Saidan for the time being. Da Sohan, Carlos walked up to Aurelia.

"Did you change your hairstyle? I almost didn't recognize it. ”

"Carlos, can you change the joke?"

"The taste still hasn't changed."

"This is X harassment."

Sora interjected suddenly.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, it's funny."

"Well, it seems that you guys had a good conversation, but I was too careful."

Carlos shrugged his shoulders indifferently and prepared to turn away.

"Wait, I'll go with you, Sora, see you later."

"Hmph."

Finding an awning where no one was around, Carlos sat down with Aurelia.

"Why are you here?"

Carlos asked curiously.

"Didn't you ask for spell support? The people who came this time were all very powerful mages, whether it was for the purpose of facilitating command or protecting them, I was the best person to lead the team. ”

Aurelia explained calmly.

"Let's go back, this operation is very threatening, even me, I am ready to die in battle. Aurelia, go back. ”

Carlos said sincerely.

"Son, I have been on the battlefield longer than you and your father combined, and it is not your turn to educate me on the preciousness of life."

Aurelia was suddenly a little angry and spoke very mercilessly.

"If it was the former Aurelia, I would be happy to have a comrade like you."

Carlos said with a blank face.

"You're such a nuisance."

Aurelia lowered her head and said weakly.

"Really, go back, it's a heartfelt message as a friend."

Carlos made a last-ditch effort.

As a high-ranking member of the Alliance, he has the authority to look through the military situation, and the intelligence of the Death Knight's reappearance on the battlefield has greatly touched the high-ranking members of the Alliance.

As the biggest insider, Carlos has far more associations than others.

Is it the remnants of Gul'dan in the Broken Isles or the remnants of the Shadow Council in Draenor?

Either way, it's not good news.

The war monster known as the Death Knight is a nightmare deep inside the hearts of all Alliances.

And for Aurelia, his brother Lillas is the darkest throbbing of nightmares.

A bold and realistic guess is that Rillas's heroic fight caught Gul'dan's attention, and it is very likely that the young man of the new era of Quel'Thalas, who had been five and four beautiful, had been transformed into a death knight.

Otherwise, it doesn't make sense why the orcs would go to such lengths to remove his corpse.

This has become a demon in Aurelia's mind.

A warrior who is not afraid of death is a terrible meat grinder on the battlefield, but a commander who paralyzes himself by fighting is a headache for both superiors and subordinates.

Aurelia is already crazy, crazy and sane, and this sane madness is a double-edged sword that Carlos does not dare to touch.

"Without me, you can't command those arrogant mages, are you sure you want to drive me away?"

Aurelia asked rhetorically with a smile.

"Forget it, if you're happy. The specific action will be about two days later, so take a good rest and adjust your condition. Then, with the determination to die, we go to save the world. ”

"Okay."

The mind-controlled Black Iron Dwarf had been secretly sent into the lower level of the Blackstone Tower eight hours ago, and from the analysis of the feedback intelligence of the monitoring and positioning spell, it seemed that the target's position was constantly approaching the center of the earth. Even without contacting Mrs. Morgan, Carlos's plan was right.

In the makeshift camp of the Storm Altar, a large number of fire resistance potions and heat-resistant equipment are being prepared overtime.

It is important to have the determination not to be afraid of death, but it is also essential to have the awareness that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapons

While preparations for battle were being carried out on Carlos's side, Anduin. Lothar also received the latest news.

"Marshal, the tribe has moved! The scouts reported that an army of more than 50,000 orcs was gathering and would be in contact with our outer garrison in a day at most. ”

Was it normal military operations or did the orcs hear the wind?

Anduin. Lothar was lost in thought, and the shadow of Ragnaros interfered with his judgment.

Two days and three hours are still two days and three hours away from the one hundred and twenty hours in the fable.