Warlord: King of All Clans

A staff officer beside Knight Gunther looked at the situation outside the city and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, the other side has no commanding ability. It looks like there are a lot of people, but in fact, there is no organization at all."

The organization he mentioned was not simply a military formation, but the lineup of the entire legion.

The evaluation of a regular army is not only based on its frontal combat capability, but also on whether its logistics supply, military craftsmen, siege equipment, and other aspects are complete.

In the eyes of the veterans of the legion, the combat capability of 100,000 peasant soldiers who had nothing was no different from that of 100,000 sheep.

But soon he could no longer laugh, because after the blood slave troops outside the city slowly formed up, a large group of old, weak, women and children, carrying baskets of stones and soil with difficulty, slowly approached the city wall.

Those who had containers carried them on their backs, and those who didn't have containers held stones. There were even a group of toddlers among them, also holding stones.

Their goal was to directly fill up the moat, pile up earth into a hill and attack the city with their bare hands.

Knight Gunther was furious, but he waved his hand cruelly, "Shoot!"

Gunther's legion consists of a large number of wild hunters, who are armed with longbows that have a long range and great power, making them the natural enemies of unarmored soldiers.

But when this military order came out, everyone looked at each other and were very hesitant.

The wild hunters are all strong men who grew up by killing in the wilderness. Their moral qualities are equivalent to those of robbers, but at least they retain basic humanity.

A barbarian officer shouted, "Why are you still standing there? They are all enemies! Shoot them!"

At the urging of the officers, the wild hunters released a rain of arrows.

The ragged old and weak blood slaves could not withstand such strong bows and sharp arrows. They were pierced through the body and staggered to the ground.

But they were like the dead. As long as they were still alive, they forced themselves to move forward and tried their best to get the sundries in their hands to the bottom of the city wall.

Those blood slaves who were not hit by arrows threw the ore and soil in their hands into the moat, then turned back and dragged the bodies of their companions with great effort, filled them into the moat, and then jumped down themselves.

The high-level hunter king scanned the blood slave troops and found a blood mage mixed in.

The casting distance of low-level magic systems does not exceed the range of bows and crossbows, and the same is true for blood mages.

If a low-level blood mage wants to control a large group of blood slaves, he can only blend into the crowd and cast spells at close range.

They disguised themselves to look no different from blood slaves, but they still could not escape the sharp eyes of the Hunter King.

The Hunter King didn't even take aim, he just bent his bow and drew his arrow, nailing the Blood Mage to the ground with one arrow.

As soon as the blood mage died, the blood slaves around him immediately regained control of their bodies, howled miserably, sat on the ground crying and laughing, fled blindly, and then died one by one in the rain of arrows.

These blood slaves did not completely lose their minds, but control of their bodies was taken away, and they could only watch themselves being manipulated.

This kind of experience is more terrifying than dying directly. Many people have already suffered mental breakdowns, and once they regain control of their bodies, they immediately fall into madness.

The one leading the siege was not the Blood Moon Sect Master Flamel, but a high-ranking Blood Moon Bishop. Seeing the bodies of the blood slaves piled up like a mountain, he said to the black-robed wizard beside him: "It's your turn."

The black-robed wizard raised his head, revealing his dry and hard chin and lipless mouth. Two points of blue flame lit up in his hood.

High-level necromancer!

Following his spell, the blood slaves who had just died slowly crawled up again, but this time, there was no fear in their eyes, but a cloudy look instead.

For this Blood Moon Project, the Blood Moon Sect leader not only summoned the entire Blood Moon Sect, but also joined forces with the Voodoo Sect and the Necromancer Sect of the Orcs, in an attempt to completely subvert the Human Empire.

Thousands of miles away in Ancerst, Leo appeased the envoys from all directions and began to handle government affairs on behalf of the Grand Duke of the North.

Looking at the mountain of documents on the desk, Leo felt like crying but had no tears.

Managing the Earldom of Riverbend was already very stressful for him, and he relied entirely on the assistance of Olivia and his friends.

The amount of government affairs handled by the Grand Duke of the North every day is ten times that of Riverbend!

The Earldom of Odalov is the largest and richest territory in the entire North. The land here has been cultivated for thousands of years and is comparable to that of the South.

Farmland is connected to farmland, villages are connected to villages, towns are connected to towns, and the population exceeds three million.

The population of Anhurst alone is equal to the total population of the four cities of the river bend.

The trade among the three realms in the river bay is still in its early stages, but the trade among the three realms in Ancestor's Lake has been operating for hundreds of years, and there are even traces of the Western Realm fleet on the Lake of the Ancestors.

The affairs of the Earldom of Odalov only account for half of the Grand Duke's total affairs. In addition, the Grand Duke also needs to worry about the stability of the entire northern border and deal with the pressure from the southern border.

The Grand Duke of the North did not just play the River Bend as a casual move. The heroes of the two regions were all joining forces to try to bring down Raudarov, but the Grand Duke of the North was also making every effort to form alliances in secret and support the small forces in the two regions to cause trouble behind them.

Although the Earl's Palace of Odalov is called the Earl's Palace, it is actually equivalent to the Duke's Palace in the North.

After handling Northern affairs on behalf of the Grand Duke at the Earl's Palace for three days, Leo felt deeply the Grand Duke's powerlessness.

The development of the times is not affected by personal will. The empire has developed to the late period of the feudal era. The progress of productivity, the development of industry and commerce, and the growth of population are all promoting the unification of the empire's political power.

Every hero has a strong sense of the direction of the times, so the process of unification is destined not to be a peaceful evolution.

The Earldom of Odalov had unique geographical advantages during the feudal era and was the natural foundation for a strong country.

But when the real chaos came, this place became a place of war and a place coveted by everyone.

With the strength of the Odalov family, they can be sure of victory in a one-on-one fight with any force.

Unfortunately, it is so powerful that all family rulers who aspire to dominate the world will subconsciously regard it as their biggest enemy and will do everything they can to join forces to contain it.

It has been so long since the Blood Moon incident broke out, and the Grand Duke of the North has only sent one legion northward, while the other legions are still unable to move!

The great knight Barro, who had just headed south, left the border legion to his deputy and rushed back from the south with a hundred wind knights, preparing to go to the north to reinforce Tiamous.

Although Count Brutus, who had deployed his troops on the border, said he would not attack, Knight Barro did not dare to be careless.

He stayed in Anhurst for one night and visited the Duke of the North who was still in a coma.

At this time, news came from the south again.

In the southwest, MacDonald's Corps successfully crossed the Fabados Mountains and surrounded the border city of the Gustav family.

Looking at the latest intelligence, the dusty Knight Barro sighed and asked, "My Lord Earl, should I go north or south?"

Leo looked at the intelligence and said angrily, "You go north as planned, and I will take care of the problems in the south."

After saying that, he stood up and said to Butler Frey beside him: "I'll be back soon."