Warlord: King of All Clans

The Isenbol Legion's clearing operation did not take long, but they brought back two thousand orc heads.

Although there are a large number of old, weak and laborers among them, the proportion of real orc warriors is not large.

However, the old and weak of the Orcs are equivalent to the human militia, the Orc laborers are equivalent to regular infantry, and the Orc warriors are equivalent to the heavy armored elite.

Calculated in this way, two thousand orcs is already a great military achievement.

You should know that the total number of the Beastmen's Western Legion is only about 100,000. Half of them are stationed outside the city to confront the human race, and the other half are out gathering and hunting.

Two thousand orcs may not seem like a lot, but they are already one-fiftieth of the total number. When placed on the chessboard, they are already considered a pawn.

The Isenbol Legion is also a pawn of the human race. By eating a pawn of the orcs, it has completed its mission.

The same local armed forces, the Lord's Legion formed by the lord of the suburbs of Frovald, also has 3,000 people, but they have not yet captured 2,000 orcs.

As the main city of the Counties of Frelov, Frewald is home to nearly half of the population of the Counties of Frelov.

When the orcs moved south last year, a large number of extraordinary knights and elite corner flags had already formed the Lord's Legion and followed their lord, Count Forelov, to Varanger in the north to resist the orc invasion.

Now that the Varanger garrison had been completely wiped out, Frovald once again formed the Lord's Legion and gathered another 3,000 armored soldiers.

However, their overall strength was not much different from that of the Isenbol Legion. They were a low-level legion and lacked a capable commander, so their military achievements were few.

The Legion of the small town of Ilanrado also had two thousand armored soldiers. They were responsible for patrolling along the south bank of the river east of the city to prevent the orc clans on the north bank from crossing the river. However, the small orc clans did not have the ability to cross the river, so almost no fighting occurred.

After receiving the news of the summons, Corps Commander Arnold looked very happy. The bald and strong man in his forties smiled like a child.

In Isenpol, he was a famous general, a wealthy landowner, and the head of a distinguished banner family.

But in the entire northern territory, he is just a local rich man in a small city in a remote mountainous area, and now he is about to be summoned by the national leader.

Mitchell Odalov is the actual ruler of the North, the Grand Duke of the North, Count Odalov, the controller of the human race's powerful cities Wind God Fortress and Olenik, and a great swordsman at the peak of the ninth rank.

A pillar of the North and a living legend.

In the eyes of all northerners, he is a more noble figure than the emperor of the empire.

After being personally received by the Grand Duke of the North, Arnold returned to Isenpol, and the reputation of the Isenkulov family naturally soared again.

On the other hand, Leo was very reluctant to attend this audience. He didn't want to face such a big shot who could decide his fate.

Even if he had made outstanding military achievements, could he be made an Earl of the North?

He was nominally a knight of the Freilov family and occupied the land of Count Freilov.

According to tradition, even the Grand Duke of the North could not grant a title to Count Frylov on his lands, unless he was granted a separate reward on his own lands.

Of course, you can also ignore tradition, follow imperial law, exercise the power of the Grand Duke of the North, and forcibly grant the land of Count Furelov to Leo.

But this would only bring him disaster, and he would be regarded as an enemy and a piece of fat meat by the surrounding earls.

The Lord of the River Reach, which holds an independent title, might lose the right of succession to other northern earls in a few years due to "extinction of heirs" or "marrying into the wife's family".

Hundreds of years ago, a large number of viscounties and baronies in the North disappeared in this way.

The Grand Duke of the North could only reward military merit with money, materials, etc., or through Count Frylov, by conferring a banner on Leo.

But Hewan does not need the reward from the Grand Duke of the North to obtain the title of square flag. They already have the strength, so it doesn't matter if they are not recognized.

Strength is more important than title. Leo doesn’t even have the title of Corner Flag Knight, but he can command most of the Isenbol Legion. This is proof of that.

Following Arnold's flag into the magnificent Earl's Palace, after waiting for an hour, the two were finally received by the Grand Duke of the North.

This actual ruler of the human race in the North has a stern face, white hair and beard, and reveals an unspeakable majesty.

There was no sign of joy or anger on his face, it was deep and unfathomable.

He first looked at Arnold's flag, nodded in praise, and according to his military merits, awarded the Isenbol Legion 100 sets of regular infantry weapons and 300 gold coins.

This is just a reward from the Grand Duke of the North. His feudal lord, Count Frelov, will also reward him with additional land according to his military merits.

Maybe after returning, as the commander of the legion on this expedition, Arnold's flag will be awarded a new knight's territory.

However, now that the Earl has died in battle and his descendants have not yet inherited the title, it is hard to say whether he can get the subsequent rewards.

Leo was secretly amazed as he listened to this. A set of regular infantry weapons included legion chain mail, an iron helmet, a one-handed sword, and some relatively cheap mail armor parts, but the total value was between fifteen and twenty gold coins. Adding the gold coin reward, it was about two thousand gold coins.

For killing two thousand orcs, the Grand Duke alone gave him a reward of two thousand gold coins!

On average, ten thousand yuan per person is really too extravagant.

Leo suddenly felt that fighting didn't seem to be a bad idea.

Arnold Fangqi was also grinning from ear to ear. Although these rewards belonged to the legion, there was no doubt that he would get the largest share.

In Isenbol, the annual profit of a normally run knight's territory is barely enough to equip one regular infantryman, and that requires family members not to spend lavishly.

In just half a month, he earned enough money for a corner flag to earn nearly ten years' income.

After rewarding the Isenbol Legion, the Grand Duke of the North's gaze fell on Leo.

"Your name is Leo Mundo?"

Leo quickly bowed his head, "Yes, sir."

"Yes, you are young, wise and brave. I am very optimistic about you." The Duke of the North nodded approvingly and asked, "Are you interested in joining the Knights of the Wind?"

"Ah?" Leo didn't expect this. "Join the Wind Knights? Do you have to go to work?"

The Duke of the North smiled. "Of course, if you join the Knights of the Wind, even if you don't become my bodyguard, you must at least undergo three years of knight training in Olenik, guarding the border for the human race and deterring foreign races."

"But the benefits are also huge. When you retire and return home, you will be a famous and renowned knight in the local area."

Leo was also very tempted. He had a deep understanding of how useful Knight Solovy's title of Wind Knight was.

The entire Petukhov family put all their efforts into training a Wind Knight, so that even the huge Fangqi family had to save money seriously to buy an awakening potion.

But the effect was also very obvious. Wherever the retired Wind Knight Solovi went, the mortal army would be afraid to move forward, and even the mid-level extraordinary people would retreat.

"Three years..." Leo expressed his resistance and muttered, "It's a bit long. My wife is still waiting for me at home."

The Duke of the North shook his head and laughed, "You are so young, and you have no ambition."

He waved his hand, "Back off."

When Leo turned around, he heard the slightly vicissitudes of life voice of the Grand Duke of the North.

"But thank you anyway."