Warlord: King of All Clans

Hearing someone thanking her, Freya smiled brightly, "You're welcome!"

As she spoke, she transformed into human form, took out medical supplies from River Bay from her magic pocket, and gave first aid to the seriously injured Tauren warrior.

The medical level of the Tauren warriors is extremely backward, and they basically rely on their own strong recovery ability to endure minor injuries. Only seriously injured Tauren will receive rescue from the shaman.

They only have four fingers, each as thick as a human wrist, making them almost incapable of treating wounds.

Freya has mastered the surgical bandaging techniques of River Bay, and her own healing spells have also greatly improved.

Under her treatment, many Tauren Totem Warriors' broken bones were corrected and put on plaster bandages.

At least three Tauren warriors were pulled back from the brink of death by her, and those who had suffered various injuries and had greatly reduced their combat effectiveness were able to recover as before.

Looking at Freya who had transformed into a human form, flapping her angel wings and flying among the injured minotaurs like a hardworking little bee, many minotaur totem warriors all bowed their heads and prayed.

“May the ancestors guide you forward.”

Having been in contact with war for so long, Leo is no layman. When he heard Zion's words, his worries grew even greater.

No matter how terrifying the undead without self-awareness are, there are ways to deal with them.

But if there is someone directing behind the scenes, even if the military capability is average, the threat level will increase exponentially.

Moreover, as soon as Leo saw the situation on the battlefield, he could tell at a glance that the controller behind the Undead Legion had no intention of breaking through the outpost in one fell swoop, but was constantly sending small troops to harass and continuously consume the Orcs' combat power.

Whether they are mortal soldiers or extraordinary people, they all need to restore their physical strength. Such continuous torture will continuously consume the combat power and morale of the Orc Legion.

The orcs spared no effort in the summer to wipe out the Undead, but the Undead also spared no effort in the summer to consume the orcs. Both sides were preparing for the winter war.

Leo cautiously did not continue exploring to the north. What if there was a holy undead hiding there?

The Alchemical Black Dragon can only deal with individuals below the Saint level. If it really encounters a Saint level individual, the opponent will be able to see through its true colors at a glance.

So after treating the Tauren warriors, Leo took Freya back to the Wind God Fortress.

Count Hermann had been waiting for him at the Aeolus Fortress. "What's the situation ahead?"

"It's hard to tell for now, but it's obviously not going to be good. War Chief Zion is injured."

Herman said worriedly, "It's a pity that our human race is in constant turmoil and it's difficult for us to send troops to help."

He is the Earl of the North who most hopes that the orcs and the undead will both suffer heavy losses, but he is also the one who is most worried about the collapse of the orcs' defense line.

Leo said: "But we can provide material and technical assistance."

As he spoke, he called Gwen and Xia and began to draw up an aid project.

"Hewan's expenses are not small right now, and we are very short of personnel and materials, but we can still squeeze out some money if we grit our teeth. Can you help me think about what Hewan can offer that will not affect its development?"

Gwen and Xiya looked at each other, and the former said, "The kobolds in the river bay seem to be too happy. Why don't we pull them to the north to settle down?"

Xiya also said: "The Asa troll tribe is getting bigger and bigger. The troll warriors are powerful, but they are not good at farming. It is better for them to come to the north to serve."

"There are also ogres. Kroger has more and more ogres. Now they have become the biggest disaster in the Buck Mountains. It would be nice to send half of them here."

Leo looked at the two of them and said speechlessly, "After all, they are all aliens, right? You just can't stand the aliens in the river bay."

Gwen and Xia are both from the southern border. They are deeply influenced by the Church of Holy Light and reject foreign races from the bottom of their hearts.

Although he did not make a clear statement in Hewan, he occasionally showed his true feelings and took a stance against the integration of other races.

They only like the cute and well-behaved little dog-headed people in the big house at the river bend, and have no good feelings towards the messy foreign races outside.

Just like the views of most traditional nobles, there is no problem in raising two aliens, but treating aliens equally is really embarrassing.

Hearing Leo's words, the two men quickly knelt on one knee, "My Lord! My opinions are not important. All decisions are up to you."

Leo waved his hand, "Nonsense, your opinions are very important to me."

"You are right. The aliens in the river bend are inefficient in production. It is better to use them to fight."

"If you attack humans, people will criticize you, but if you attack the undead, no one will say anything."

"But no matter how much you look down on the aliens, they are still the aliens of our Hewan. When we arrive at the Wind God Fortress, we cannot treat them as cannon fodder."

"There is an overcapacity of cassava flour in the river bay. We might as well sell the inventory to the beastmen at half price and make some money back."

At night, Barsalom and Leoni hosted a banquet for the human delegation, and Leo took the opportunity to propose his own aid plan.

One hundred ogre heavy armored warriors!

A thousand Kobold field medics!

Two thousand troll ranged shooters!

There is also high-quality food on sale at half price, enough to feed two full-strength orc legions!

There are countless other aid supplies!

Barsalom and Leoni both showed unconcealable surprise on their faces.

Since losing control over the troll tribe, the Orc army has lost its long-range projection units. In their eyes, two thousand troll archers are more important than two thousand orc warriors.

Moreover, the number of Tauren Totem Warriors is very small, and the Ogre Heavy Armored Warriors can just make up for their shortcomings.

The larger the battle, the more important the formation becomes. Without enough large units to stop the charge of the undead beasts, the remaining orc warriors will easily be broken into pieces, with the casualties rising.

As for the ogres, they seem to be of little use. They were used as food reserves in the past, but this is also a token of Hewan’s thoughtfulness.

Only Count Hermann, who was listening, maintained a stiff smile on his face, but he felt very disappointed in his heart.

His focus is not on Riverbend’s assistance to the orcs; the focus is on the direct trade between Riverbend and the orcs!

The direct connection between Hewan and the Beast Tribe immediately broke the monopoly he had worked so hard to build. From then on, the goods of both sides could flow directly into each other's markets.

Although it still has to go through Frovald, the profits that he can make as a middleman will be cut in half immediately.

But at this time, who dares to say "no"?

It would be embarrassing enough for Hermann not to contribute himself, and if anyone dared to interfere, I'm afraid even the Grand Duke of the North wouldn't be able to protect him.

After resolving the aid issue, Leo did not leave, but continued to stay in the Wind God Fortress, continuing to observe the movements of the undead and assessing their threat level.

The devastated North can no longer tolerate the invasion of the Undead Legion.

As long as both the north and the south are peaceful for a few years and the Grand Duke can completely deal with the traitorous Kurolov family, the North will be able to have peace for another ten or eight years.

A month later, the reinforcements from Hewan appeared under the Wind God Fortress.