Feudal, the meaning of feudal system.

The most direct embodiment is that the vassals of my vassals are not my vassals, and the layers of personal dependency are layered.

Even Anduin. Lothar, who commanded the army of the Alliance in a bloody battle with the Horde as a marshal, did not have military jurisdiction in essence.

Sir Lothar relied on his personal prestige and Terenus. The absolute support of Minecil II.

In other words, the only people at Sir Lothar's disposal are the Iron Horse Brotherhood of the Stormwind Kingdom and the army of Lordaeron.

As for the armies of Fort Riptide, Gilneth and Alterac, they are nothing more than "friendly forces".

Now Carlos sits in the same position as Sir Lothar and faces the same dilemma.

Lordaeron's soldiers are soldiers of the Alliance, and he, Carlos, is also the generalissimo of the Alliance, but these soldiers are not his Carlos soldiers.

the eggs.

But there was nothing to be done.

Because Carlos' wife, Galia. Minethil has a claim to the kingdom of Lordaeron, but Carlos does not, unless he kills his wife and children.

So the commander in command of this army of three thousand men was Garissus, not Carlos.

So recruiting soldiers along the way, even if it is the Lordaeron Alliance, Carlos can't stand directly in the foreground.

That's the rule.

Although the undead plague is raging, it has also shattered the old order.

Carlos, who had always acted to preserve the strength of the Alliance, was suffering from the old order.

Although there is resentment, Carlos does not regret it, and he will not have the idea that it is better to let go.

There are more ways to reverse the order, and this kind of frustration can't be endured, so don't do it.

It's just that it's bad or bad.

Gavin Rad was determined to die, whether it was to repay Terenus for his kindness or to the people of Lordaeron, and his choice was not right or wrong.

Originally, Carlos was going to abandon the barrier pass, directly blow up the pass with explosives, block the road, and then fortify it layer by layer, turning the thousand-mile avenue from the barrier to Stratholme into a tower defense map, and forcibly using space for time to drag the army to the end of the assembly.

Not at the moment.

Who would have imagined that the simplicity and ignorance of the people are simply two dogs in an egg sac, each worth twenty-five crystal ores.

There are even many people who do not believe that the city of Lordaeron has fallen, and suspect that this is a trick by the lord to raise taxes.

It's great.

Carlos gave Gallisus an affirmative look, and Gallishers frowned and gave him a look that I don't have to pretend to be a good person.

Then there is the very regular apportionment.

Uncle, I'll tax what's going on.

No money, out of people!

For Galliss's hand, the village chiefs and mayors of several villages and towns breathed a sigh of relief, yes, this is the Lordaeron garrison we know.

If you don't have any money, you need someone to take care of it, you guys will pack the rice!

After using this method for the fourth time to recruit soldiers, Garisus reluctantly told Carlos that there was not enough food.

When it was confirmed that something had happened in Lordaeron, Gavin Rad immediately took control of all the surrounding granaries.

But counting the refugees, that's tens of thousands of mouths, and under the consumption of the huge base, where is the inventory of several villages enough.

"In two days, I will enter the territory of Anhador, and send a fast horse with my seal to order Anhadol to prepare food and ordnance to respond."

Carlos ignored Garissus' current difficulties and simply offered a follow-up solution.

Gather was puzzled by this, but did not say anything more.

Carlos nodded in satisfaction after Gatrices turned to leave.

The boss is responsible for everything, what do you want the lieutenant to do, play FALLOUT.

Out of the barrier, all the way west along the main road across the river is the territory of Stratholm, to the north is the valley of the hearth, and to the southeast is Anhador.

Because of the private tacit understanding between the Barov family and the Minahir family, and because of the cost problem, Anhadol does not have many garrisons.

Even if Carlos knew that Lordaeron might undergo a drastic change, there was nothing he could do to change the situation.

Sending troops to Anhador was, in Terenus's view, tantamount to Ortrank's declaration of war on Lordaeron.

Therefore, Carlos must rely on Garissus and his Lordaeron army for a short time.

At least after Gavinrad's screening, the three thousand people who left the Valley of the Hearth were all willing to obey orders.

With these people as the foundation, in just two days, Gariths doubled the size of the team.

It's just that Carlos went all the way east, and his face became darker and darker.

Eventually...... It's still out of date.

Eventually...... It's bound to be shallow on paper.

Eventually...... You can't let your old friends die in vain!

The ignorance of the people is the narrow-mindedness of the people, the dereliction of duty of the rulers, not the reason for his Carlos laissez-faire, not the excuse for abandonment.

Gavin Rad can't win.

In terms of quantity and quality, the Scourge Legion has an absolute advantage.

The brief peace was nothing more than a movement of troops for the attack on Dalaran, a necessary time to transform the Sea of Skulls, but a gap between the Lich King's vicious tactics.

Without the consciousness of bearing the sins of others, empty talk about the way of the king is nothing but self-conjecture and satisfaction.

Carlos suddenly understood why Elune had given him the Power of the End.

It wasn't just to deal with Naozu or the backhands of Akmund and Kilgardan.

It's a silent wake-up.

This is Azeroth, not Earth.

True democracy and physical and mental freedom are precious, but I am bound by old memories and have always had a layer of estrangement from the world.

That's the consciousness called heroism.

Even though the flood was terrible, it was after my body and soul were destroyed.

"Garissus, can I trust you?"

"Marshal, you can always trust Gallishers."

"So, do you trust me?"

"It's a good idea to go to the soup and go to the fire."

Body in doing, eyes in seeing, although just five days together, Carlos. The real person of Barov is very different from the image described by his father.

But Garissus felt that it was a man worth following.

So young Gallisus got down on one knee and made a declaration of allegiance.

"Lead all the cavalry, return the same way, and burn all the villages along the way that are unwilling to evacuate."

At Carlos's order, Garithars was stunned.

"Marshal, this ......"

Garissus didn't know why he saw mercy and sorrow in Carlos' eyes.

He quickly realized that he had just sworn allegiance, and that his hesitation at this time was a huge mistake that could not be forgiven.

"Do you need a strong wall?"

Coming to his senses, Garissus quickly understood Carlos' intentions.

The war has begun, and the undead monsters will turn all the corpses into the undead of the gods.

Weak sympathy will not save the stubborn inhabitants, and the reputation of hypocrisy will not recast the discipline of steel.

Garissus completed self-persuasion in a very short time.

"No, just drive them away, and by the way, tell them that Anhador has enough food to do."

"Yes."

"You only have one day to go back and forth, and you can't overstay it."

"Yes."

"Go ahead."

"Yes."

Carlos looked up at the white sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

When did you start to be calculating and cherishing your feathers?

Elune's mental trap has been lifted.

And Carlos's own mental web is very difficult to detect.

If it weren't for the excitement he received along the way, Carlos would have spent more time and suffered a more painful lesson before he found out.

The king of feudal society, talk about the liberal democracy of NM.

I want to save your lives, and you can refuse.

Carlos' mind flashed through the Iron King once again.

This guy is really haunted.