Warlord: King of All Clans

Father Frank, the Holy Light Messenger who had been silent, spoke up at this time: "It is recorded in the scriptures of the City of Holy Light that only when the continent is in danger of extinction will the elves come out of the mountains to save the races below the mountains."

On the other side, Earl MacDonald sneered, "You believe this too? Does the Church of Holy Light believe in the God of Holy Light or the God of Elves?"

Father Frank just glanced at him calmly and said, "Knight Orlando, be careful with your words."

Orlando MacDonald, in addition to the noble status of Earl of the South, also has the title of Knight Templar.

In the eyes of the Church of Holy Light, his title of Earl is not as useful as that of Knight Templar.

Hearing Frank's words, McDonald was shocked and lowered his head. "Father, I spoke out of turn."

"No matter what, the elves have never interfered in the internal affairs of the races below the mountain. This is obvious to all. The restart of the portal is most likely a benefit for Leo Mondo to control the atrium."

"The resources of magic crystals are limited. Now Earl River Bay has acquired a large amount of magic crystals through trade between the Western Territory and the Orcs, which is how long the portal can be operated. But how long can it last?"

"We need to appease all parties and delay for a while. They will no longer be able to maintain the portal and will have no choice but to close it and go back."

"What the priest said makes sense."

Sure enough, the Elector's proposal lasted only two months before it died out amid opposition from 70% of the parliamentarians.

As for other proposals, without the approval of a few great nobles, the small factions argued among themselves but were unable to influence the decision.

Just as the Southern Border forces had expected, the Northerners and Westerners had roots in the Imperial City. Although they had been making a lot of noise in the past two months, they had no substantial means to threaten the Southern Border forces.

With the cooperation of various forces, the heat of several major proposals gradually subsided, and the imperial capital seemed to be returning to its former tranquility.

After Arina had her last argument in the Grand Council, she was ultimately unable to carry on alone and the bill was rejected by the Grand Council.

Arina, still not satisfied, excitedly rushed back to the palace and found Leo, who was busy. "It's done. No more quarrels. What's next?"

Leo had no time to take care of such trivial matters. He had just dealt with trade matters between the two territories, inspected the Royal Musketeer Corps, hooked up with several bigwigs from the Royal Academy of Sciences to go to the atrium, and had to remotely control the construction of Olenik. He didn't have any energy to spend on the quarrels among the Southern Territory councillors.

After hearing the report from Arina, who was in charge of the matter, she waved her hand and said, "The fighting power of the people in the southern border is not good enough. It has only been two months since the quarrel. Let's move on to the next stage and let the Great Shaman Leoni take the field."

Leoni, the Great Shaman of the Orcs and one of the three giants of the Orcs, has just arrived at the river bay from the Wind God Fortress for investigation.

This winter, the Third Musketeer Corps of Riverbend, together with the previous 3,000 alien troops, helped the Orcs defend against the winter offensive of the Undead.

Compared with the combat power provided by the Riverbend Legion, the logistical supplies and medical assistance provided by the Riverbend are the greatest help gained by the Orcs.

Every Riverbend Rifleman has received battlefield first aid training. Although they are not as skilled as the Kobold medics, they can at least stop the bleeding and apply bandages to seriously injured orc comrades.

Moreover, the Third Legion of the Riverbend is the regular army of the Riverbend. Its logistical supply quota is several levels higher than that of vassal armies such as trolls and kobolds. Even if a little bit of it leaks through the gaps between their fingers, it will be enough for the orc army to have a good meal.

The Third Legion led by Ivan was only responsible for the defense of the Aeolus Fortress and the projection of firepower from the rear, so the casualties were extremely low. The large amount of medical equipment and medical supplies they brought were all used on the orcs.

As the river thawed in the spring, the Undead Army was once again blocked on the north bank, and the Orcs finally breathed a sigh of relief. Great Shaman Leoni immediately organized an envoy to go to the river bend to investigate its technology and deepen the relationship between the two tribes.

Except for the Great Shaman Leoni, ninety-nine percent of the orcs are hostile to humans and are unwilling to go deep into human territory.

When Leoni came to Hewan, it was like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden or Ambassador Li going to New York. There was nothing familiar he saw.

As long as they learn a little bit, the beastmen will be able to return to their peak!

Soon after arriving at Riverbend, Leoni was invited by Leo to give a speech at the human imperial capital.

When Leoni appeared in the Great Council, the whole Great Council was in an uproar, and many members shouted, "Get this damn alien out!"

"Guards! Guards!"

"Damn the people from the Northern Territory. How dare they collude with the foreign races and even run wild in the imperial capital!"

Except for some foreign races occupying the mountains and hills on the border, the core areas in the south have become the territory of the human race, and the orcs can only appear in the imperial capital as slaves.

However, with Knight Norin's secret control, the old orc was able to stand on the podium and was not expelled by the guards.

Leoni, who was being criticized by thousands of people, remained indifferent. He inherited the soul connection of the beastmen and possessed thousands of years of wisdom. He also knew that his mission was important.

Seeing the great house filled with noise and his voice being drowned out, Leoni slightly raised his dry fingers.

A tremendous amount of magical power poured out, forming a tornado above the hall.

The parliamentarians present were suddenly silent. These southern nobles held power and had no intention of practicing cultivation. They basically relied on their family resources to reach the middle and low levels of transcendence, and their main focus was to strengthen their bodies.

Many great nobles were protected by powerful high-level warriors, but under such magical power, they also changed color.

A ninth-level transcendent, and a ninth-level orc shaman who has mastered elemental magic to perfection.

If such an enemy really wants to attack and hurt people, only a Saint can stop him!

With everyone in silence, Leoni continued to cast spells, and the magic power gradually formed clouds and then gathered into a map of the northern border.

The nobles in the southern border also understood geography and knew at a glance that this was the terrain of the North Glacier.

As the clouds dissipated, the view quickly narrowed and everyone saw the Wanren Mountains and the Fengshen Fortress.

On the Aeolus Fortress were the battle flags of the alien clans, as well as the unity flag of the Riverbend.

A large number of trolls and human musketeers crowded on the city walls, aiming and shooting downwards.

Large amounts of stones, rolling logs, and kerosene were thrown down for free.

Huge lightning and fireballs fell from the sky and landed in the sea of ​​​​the dead.

Seeing that the undead were gathering more and more densely and starting to swarm forward like ants, on the other side of the Wind God Fortress, the heavily armored legions of orcs, minotaurs, and ogres rushed out of the doorway and crashed into the undead legion that was rushing towards the city wall, engaging in fierce hand-to-hand combat.

The middle and high-level warriors of various races unleashed their fighting skills on the battlefield, bursting out with terrifying swordplay.

A battle lasted from early morning to dark, and the corpses of the undead army spread from the banks of the North Ice River to the foot of the Wind God Fortress.

The corpses piled up under the city wall, a full ten meters high!

The orcs, tauren and ogre legions that went out to fight slowly walked back carrying their heavy bodies.

A large number of gnolls came out of the fortress to look for their dead or wounded comrades.

One by one, the seriously injured alien warriors were dug out by the gnolls for treatment, but more of them had already died.

When the illusion ended, the Great Council remained in a long silence as everyone digested the shock in their hearts.

But the first councillor who spoke shouted, "This is an illusion! It's a lie! The orcs are deceiving us!"

Leo, who was sitting in the seat of the Northern Congressman, immediately stood up and left with satisfaction.

Great, we can quarrel for a few more months!