Warlord: King of All Clans

Because of the severe warning before the war, the foreign generals did not allow their men to massacre the city this time, but instead confined their subordinates on the city walls as much as possible.

He sent his trusted core subordinates to guard the steps of the city walls to stop the orcs and trolls who attempted to enter the city. These foreign warriors could only drool at the prosperous city of the human race.

After the massacre in the town of Ross, Count Hermann was furious with the alien army.

And they were warned that if there was another massacre in the city, the alien army would be disbanded, the hunting grounds would be taken back, and their people would be driven back to the mountains.

Even so, there were still many orc and troll teams that could not bear the temptation of humans in the city and broke through the obstacles to kill and loot.

Taz and Tanwal stayed on the city wall, trying to control their restless tribesmen, and watched Herman lead the army slowly into the city.

Taz was so jealous that he couldn't help but say to Tanwar, "Look at who you are loyal to. We captured the city, but we didn't get a share. We were not even allowed to plunder!"

Tanval, the orc flag, said: "The earl must have his reasons for doing this. The human race has its own customs, which are different from ours."

Taz sneered repeatedly, "Tanwar, you are a great orc warrior, how long has it been before you have been treated like a dog by humans? In my opinion, you should take this opportunity to close the city gates, occupy the city, and establish yourself as king!"

Tanval turned around suddenly, slapped his chest hard, and growled at Taz with his battle axe in hand.

This is the orc's posture of provocation and initiation of a duel.

But Taz didn't want to break with the orcs, and his core followers only had a hundred or so people, and the rest of the trolls didn't listen to him much. He could only endure the humiliation, lower his head, and spread his hands to show his submission.

Of course, submission is only temporary. When the opportunity comes, the humiliation suffered must be repaid double!

At the gate of the city, the human generals were also wary of the alien friendly forces. Only after hundreds of elite soldiers in front entered the gate and took up combat positions did Count Hermann and Leo ride side by side through the gate.

Frovald now has a high-ranking knight sent by the Grand Duke and a high-ranking shaman worshipped by the Fruilov family, but they were not brought along this time.

But now there are Leo and Hermann in the legion, as well as two other mid-level knights and a mid-level magician following the army, and there are also a large number of low-level extraordinary people.

Hermann inherited the title of Count Frelov and was recognized by most of his vassals. Although only one main city remained in the territory, the foundation was still there.

The city of Ilanrado was in chaos. When the Frovald Legion moved in, there were still many refugees and defeated soldiers who took advantage of the chaos to loot.

These refugees and defeated soldiers were not good at fighting, but they were first-rate at robbing and were extremely brave, even daring enough to fight head-on against small groups of beastmen who were trying to steal food.

The whole city was filled with shouts and sounds of killing.

On the way, the cavalrymen in front came back to report, "My Lord, the mansion is empty and we can't find any trace of the rebel leader. He is suspected to have escaped from the south gate."

Herman looked back at Leo, who asked, "Rebel leader, do you want to capture him alive or find him dead?"

Herman said insincerely, "Victor and Tariq are both my brothers. How can they kill each other? They just lost their minds for a moment. I will take them back and teach them a lesson."

He would definitely prefer to execute the other party. His second brother Victor is the son-in-law of Count Beboos, and his third brother Tariq also has many relatives and blood ties with him. Any one of them could find an excuse to continue making trouble by going to their relatives' house.

But the moral values ​​of the North did not allow him to say this in public.

The same goes for Leo. Tariq and Victor ran away, which was more troublesome for him.

After all, compared to Count Hermann, who was the heir to the throne, he, the ruler of Isenpol, was even less legitimate.

So he said, "I will be back soon."

As he spoke, he pulled the reins, and the Pegasus stood up, then rushed forward, spreading its huge wings and soaring into the air.

The knights and soldiers nearby were blown off their feet by the strong wind, and they looked up in awe at the Pegasus soaring high into the sky.

After passing the South Gate, Leo saw the devastation outside the South Gate city, with countless dead bodies of people and horses and the wreckage of carriages lying on the road.

Further away, hundreds of cavalrymen fled in panic, with even more pursuers behind them.

Two Pegasus knights were flying at low altitude, helping to guide the pursuers.

Knight Hood of the Hobart family was leading his men to clean up the battlefield. When he saw Leo landing, he explained, "The enemy commander fled out of the city, but was hit by your artillery fire, killing half of them. The rest abandoned their baggage and fled. Knight Romon is leading the cavalry in pursuit."

"Where are Tariq and Victor?"

Knight Hood handed over two heads. "All of them were killed in the battle. Their bodies were broken and could not be put together. Only the heads were intact."

Leo was relieved, but he kept saying, "What a shame, what a shame."

Knight Hood moved closer and lowered his voice. "Sir Taric was destroyed by your artillery fire, but Victor escaped by chance and was killed by Knight Bjorn's sniper."

He spoke in a somewhat stiff manner, and Rudolf's eldest son was still having trouble getting used to those new words he had only recently come into contact with.

Leo nodded, "I see. Anyway, they died in the chaos. Even though their bodies are broken into pieces, we can collect them and send them to Count Hermann."

Hood was also very familiar with the noble game, and nodded quickly, "I understand!"

After everything was sorted out here, Leo also brought his core generals into the city and met Hermann in the lord's mansion.

The city of Ilanrado, which had returned to the embrace of the Frelov family, was brightly lit that night. Count Hermann took out a large amount of money and food, and hosted a banquet to reward the soldiers.

After agreeing on the distribution of the spoils and the details of subsequent trade, Leo did not stay any longer and returned to his legion camp.

After a day's rest, we set off for home.

Both the Isenbol Legion and the River Bend New Army were very excited about this war.

It was the first time that they achieved a huge victory with such little casualties, and they advanced easily with a crushing attitude throughout the whole process.

The former were particularly deeply touched. Most of them were veterans who had experienced wars, but this war was completely different from previous wars.

All of Leo's goals were also achieved perfectly.

The combat capability of the new Hewan Army was tested, the military threat from the north was temporarily eliminated, and the trade route of World Tree Avenue was opened up.

It also successfully demonstrated its military power, making the small lords and people in Isenpol realize the absolute strength of Hewan.

The impact of this war was greater than Leo had expected.

On the third day after returning with a full load of spoils, Rudolf, the knight of the southeast flag of Isenpol and the head of the Hobert family, dragged his sick body and rushed to the river bend in person.

Rudolf expressed his willingness to join the River Bay Joint Management Company and merge his territory into the River Bay United Knights!

(Woof woof woof! I took a break today and reread my novel. Overall, it was lackluster and full of mistakes. Many of the plot designs and character portrayals did not meet my expectations, but at least it still outlined the other world I had imagined in my mind.)

(Very good!)

(I would like to emphasize the data problem. For example, the data of gunpowder weapons is definitely exaggerated, but not too exaggerated, because all of them are modified from real data. For example, the power of flintlock rifles and Virgil rifles. If you search the Internet for heavy matchlock rifles and Minié rifles, you will find that they are actually more outrageous than I expected. I wrote it conservatively.)

(After all, my writing skills can’t be improved in a short period of time, and I can’t stop to carefully polish the plot ideas, so I can only write casually. But in terms of data, Baidu is in hand, so I can still take it seriously!)