From pioneer lord to king

Xiyue stood on the high city tower, the cold wind was howling, a piece of crystal snow fell lightly on her fingertips, and then quickly melted away.

She looked at the mountains of monsters that had already been coated with a layer of snow, and was in a daze.

"What are you looking at?" Ryan quietly came to her side, following her line of sight, saw nothing but a vast expanse.

"Nothing." Xiyue replied softly.

"It's really cold this year. It even started snowing here." This is the fourth year Ryan has been here, but this is the first time he has seen snow here.

"This snowfall is very strange. It rarely snows in Kanerling. There is one thing in common in the recorded times." Xiyue said suddenly.

"This commonality is the snow disaster in the grassland." Ryan's eyes glowed.

The grassland snow disaster is a disaster that sweeps across the entire orc grassland. It is not only a disaster for the orcs, but also a disaster for the human countries in the east.

The snowstorm would freeze most of the crops and livestock to death. Without these things, the huge orc kingdom would be starved, and the orcs who were starved were terrible, they would look for food everywhere like hungry wolves.

The human nations are the food in the eyes of these hungry wolves, and Tistan is the first to bear the brunt. The war is coming soon!

This will be an opportunity for Ryan.

As we all know, the kingdom of Tistan has five elite legions, which are the border legions of the west, south, and north, the navy fleet of the East China Sea, and the Royal Guards.

The Imperial Guard has always been controlled by members of the royal family, and because of its particularity, the naval fleet is commanded by an admiral appointed by the king himself.

As for the remaining three legions, although nominally under the jurisdiction of the local Grand Duke, the actual military power has always been firmly held by His Majesty the King, and there has never been a real manager.

When it comes to wartime, the grand duke of the territory usually serves as the marshal, and then the nobles with outstanding military exploits are dispatched from other places to lead the various legions.

For example, Cheers was the head of the Legion during Ryan's expedition to the North, and he was one of the nobles who were transferred because the Northern Legion was going to attack on a large scale.

If the Orcs were to invade on a large scale, the Western and Southern Legions, which were most stressed, would be fully mobilized, requiring a large number of commanders with outstanding military exploits.

It is no exaggeration to say that Ryan, who has been honored with military merits, is absolutely qualified to serve as the commander of the first army, which means that he is very likely to be recruited.

War means military exploits, but also prestige.

To realize Ryan's ambition and aspirations, prestige is one of the indispensable conditions.

"Are you really going to accept the call? What about the war with 'Tiankeng'?" Xiyue turned to look at Ryan and said.

Ryan showed a smile: "I am no longer indispensable to the Karna collar, De Lai, Alan, Hans, and Mr. Sterling are all very good commanders.

Even if I'm not around, I believe they can still successfully complete their plan to exterminate the devil. "

A few years have passed by in a hurry, and too many things have changed. Alan, who was young and immature at the beginning, has grown into a general who can be alone, and De Lai, who was originally steady, has brought his stability to the extreme. Also very good.

Hans is a relatively balanced commander. Although he looks mediocre, he can always find the most suitable plan.

Therefore, although he has to accept the call-up, Ryan is not worried.

Because he has an excellent commander, but also has excellent soldiers and powerful weapons!
"Do you want me to go with you?"

Ryan smiled and said: "I don't need it this time. Compared with the orc battlefield, I think my family needs you more."

Xiyue nodded silently and didn't say much. This elf yearning for exploration and adventure seemed really willing to stop.

This year is Xiyue's fourth year in the territory, but it seems that both she and Ryan have forgotten what they said three years ago, and no one mentioned it.

The wind and snow suddenly became stronger, and clusters of fluffy snowflakes began to float down from the gray sky. The heavy snow gradually covered the place where the two were standing, but the two had long since disappeared...

Everything was as Ryan expected. A week later, His Majesty the King issued a mobilization order, and the Grand Duke of the North led the Northern Legion to guard against the imminent Andes Kingdom.

The Grand Duke of the Western Region and the Grand Duke of the Southern Region sit on the orc battlefield, preside over the battle with the orcs, and even recruit noble private troops to join the battle if necessary.

Ryan, on the other hand, received the call-up order without any surprise. The special envoy sent by the king brought him an order to serve as the commander of the Ninth Legion of the Western Territory. He needs to report to the Grand Duke of the Western Territory within two months...

On the vast and boundless Orc Plain, the originally endless grassland has been covered by ice and snow, and most of the vegetation has been hidden under the thick snow layer.

Groups of livestock were frozen to death, and the crops were wiped out. I don't know how many orc tribes were shattered overnight, and there were wailing everywhere.

At the foot of a low mountain not far from the Kingdom of Tistan, animal skin tents were erected. Thousands of orcs were rushing to harvest grass and build animal sheds to keep livestock warm.

Among them, there is a tent surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and a scarlet flag is planted beside it.

In the tent, Mosa Tuwen was wrapped in a thick bearskin, sitting on a tall chair, tapping the armrest irregularly with his fingers.

A leader of the orcs stood up and said: "Boss, you are so prescient that you let us evacuate here ahead of time.

Although the aquatic plants here are not usually luxuriant, the snow disaster does not affect here at all. We will definitely survive this winter. How did you predict that the snow disaster would erupt in the first place? "

Before Mosa could speak, the orc shaman beside him said excitedly: "This is the guidance of the beast god. Our leader, the great Mosa Tuwen, is the one who received the guidance of the beast god. He is brilliant!"

For a moment, the eyes of many leaders looking at Mosa suddenly became extremely hot, the person guided by the beast god!

In the history of the Beastman Kingdom, there have been four people who were guided by the Beastmen, and all of them have ascended the throne of the King of Thousand Axes.

The King of Ten Thousand Axes is the highest honor of the orc clan, equivalent to the emperor of the human empire, he can command the entire orc kingdom.

The strength of the united orc kingdom will be beyond imagination!
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, let people hurry up and harvest the grass. I don't know how long this snow disaster will last. It might spread here, so we can't take it lightly."

Mosa stood up, his majestic figure like a giant bear.

"Boss, do we want to accept the order from Dabu? In fact, since we have found a suitable wintering place, we can completely ignore them." An orc leader with huge fangs came out and said.

Everyone in the tent looked at each other and nodded secretly, obviously agreeing with the little boss's words.

The orc kingdom is located on the vast grassland in the center of the continent, but it is called a kingdom, but in fact it is a mess, composed of various tribes, large and small, and there is no king who can lead all tribes.

In the long history of the orc kingdom, there are only four who can unify all the orc tribes, which is the "King of Ten Thousand Axes" in their mouth.

But often after the death of the "King of Thousand Axes", the orc kingdom would fall apart again, and be led by powerful tribes.

That is to say, the "most parts" in the mouth of the orc leader, most of them are only five in the entire orc kingdom, each of them is extremely powerful, with no fewer than tens of thousands of armored men, and they are all elites far surpassing the human army.

They have high prestige in the orc kingdom, three in the west and two in the east, and every large-scale invasion of human kingdoms is planned by their hands.

This snow disaster forced them to invade the human kingdom on a large scale. This is a battle for survival. Therefore, the five major tribes issued a call-up order to the affiliated tribes at the same time.

After several years of expansion, the Tuwen tribe has now reached the size of a medium-sized tribe, so it has naturally received a lot of attention.

Even so, orcs are naturally rebellious, even if they are recruited by the higher authorities, it is common for them not to go.Of course, as long as you're not afraid of reprisals.

Obviously, the top leaders of the Tuwen tribe present here don't want to give most of them face.

"Quiet." Mosa signaled everyone to stop the discussion, and then said: "We will naturally go to most of the conscripts, but we also need to talk about skills."

"what do you mean?"

"Choose [-] elite warriors from the tribe, and follow me to accept most of the conscripts. After I leave, you will take the opportunity to annex the surrounding small tribes.

Before I come back, the size of the tribe must be doubled at least. If you can't complete it, you should apologize to the beast god. " Mosa said flatly.

Everyone's heart trembled, and they quickly took orders.

Mosa is not easy to get along with, he has always said one thing, and those who do not complete the task will never survive the next day.

"By the way, there is also the human tribe to the east of us, let's take this opportunity to destroy them as well, and take back the head of that human nobleman."

Mosa touched the hideous wound on his face, and it still hurts to think about it now. That human made him experience the worst failure in his life.

This is like a thorn in his heart, it will not get rid of it!

"Please let me go, I will definitely bring you back his head!" A tall green-skinned orc came out and vowed.

"Okay, Nanutu, if you can complete the task, I will reward you a lot." Mosa said with satisfaction.

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Ryan still doesn't know that a war against the territory is about to strike. At this moment, he is facing a stage that a nobleman basically goes through in his life-marriage.

In the bright bedroom, Mrs. Kailinman sat on a chair, looked at Ryan and said solemnly: "Ray, you are the head of the family, and you are the Viscount of the Kingdom. I have no objection to serving His Majesty, but before that, you must Leave blood to the family.

No matter what you do, I have never interfered with you, but this time, you must listen to me. "

Ryan was a little helpless, and he came again and again, and he would repeat it every time he was going to fight Kailinman, as if he would never come back after he went.

"Mother, it's not that I don't want to, but think about it, I only have two months, and now I haven't even decided on a candidate, how can I get married in time.

Besides, this marriage requires the right marriage. I am about to go to war, and I am on the verge of danger every day. Which nobleman is willing to marry his daughter over at this time?
Mother, I assure you that when I return from this campaign, I will seriously consider this matter. Ryan squatted in front of Kailinman, perfunctory without blushing.

He made a small calculation in his heart, let this matter go to the past first, and next time there will naturally be other excuses. Marriage is a tomb, let alone a marriage. Ryan doesn't want to enter this big tomb so early.

"What you said is not unreasonable." Kailinman nodded and said.

Ryan's expression brightened, thinking that this time he would just get away with it this time, who knew that what Kailinman said in the next moment would make him dumbfounded.

"You are right. Under such circumstances, there are nobles who are willing to marry their daughters to our family. It is indeed a great affection. You must treat them well in the future."

Ryan's brain crashed on the spot, and he stammered: "You are talking about..."

A smile appeared on Kailinman's face, and he stretched out his hand to pull Ryan up and said, "I discussed it with Viscount Chells years ago, and I made a marriage arrangement for you and Miss Aisha, and we will get married at the end of the month.

The time is a little tight, so I have to start preparing quickly, and I can't neglect others. "

"What?" Ryan exclaimed.

"Why didn't I know about this?" Ryan just felt a little dazed in his head. He, the client, didn't know anything and arranged it?

"You are so busy every day, where do you have time to care about these things? Naturally, I will arrange them for you. Besides, I heard from Viscount Chells that you and Miss Aisha have known each other for a long time, and you even made them for others. Perfume, I thought you would be satisfied."

Kailinman was a little displeased. Ryan didn't care about his life's major events at all. If he, as a mother, didn't give him refreshments, when would he be able to hug his grandson?
"But..." Ryan wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words deeply.

Because he suddenly understood one thing, which he couldn't hide from himself. Ever since he took the surname of Blake, his marriage could no longer allow him to make decisions.

For him, free marriage is out of reach, and marriage is just a tool for him to climb up.

Since no matter what, the one I marry is not what I want, so why not choose a familiar person?

Aisha's appearance couldn't help appearing in his mind. He had known each other for several years, had a common topic, and could be regarded as a friend. He also knew what kind of person the other party was.

In the face of such a beautiful woman, if you say that Ryan has no other ideas, it is pure nonsense, but this is just a man's instinct, and has nothing to do with love.

However, now that this point has been reached, Aisha is the most suitable choice. Apart from other things, the Marton family behind her is worthy of marriage with Ryan.

He knew that Chelsea was also on the call list this time, and with the background of the Marton family, he would definitely be able to accumulate enough military exploits to be promoted to the title this time.

The weight of an earl is not light.

After thinking for a long time, Ryan lowered his head and said, "It's all up to the mother."

... (end of this chapter)