In the north, in the city of Kran, the new successor Grand Duke of Zorrah, Ron Zora, is anxiously walking around under the battle map in the halls of his castle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The old prime minister, Sir Simon, is also worried.

"These damn bastards, can't my father's death bring them back to reality?" Ron yelled as he let out his sulk.

"Hey!" Count Tim, as the current supreme military governor of the North, had a look of powerlessness on his face, "The old duke decided to use his death to wake up which nobles because he knew the faces of the nobles, but..."

"He shouldn't have done that, his death didn't do anything!"

At that time in the Keding Fortress, the old duke had a way to retreat, but he did not retreat.

Ron was angry that the First Legion of the Middle Kingdom rushed to the aid of Crane City, and they had been on the road for twenty days, but there was still no news, and the messengers sent to urge the other party always used the lack of logistics as an excuse to delay time at the border.

In fact, the logistical supply of the First Army was indeed insufficient, and the troops had run out of food less than two days after they set off.

Because it also had to supply His Majesty's 130,000 troops, the logistics of the First Legion could only be purchased from the merchants of the royal capital.

But the merchants actually drove up prices at this time.

They were so angry with the aristocracy that Grand Duke Mikla was furious when he heard the news, and he immediately arrested and hanged some of the leading merchants on the grounds of wartime law.

Count Gara even had a big quarrel with Archduke Mikla over this.

Finally the Grand Duke of Mikla said to the Count of Gara: "You have made a group of beggars rich, and you have given them many privileges that only nobles can have, but when they have obtained them, they have not taken up their duties like nobles, and they have done things that are worse than even the most filthy prostitutes in the royal capital!"

Although Count Gara was angry at the words of Archduke Mikla, he couldn't help but think in his heart, this commoner earl, who had only seen nobles high and enjoying great power, seemed to have nothing to do every day.

But what he didn't know was that the nobles enjoyed these powers with certain duties, and they never forgot their duties.

Now, the nobles have taken up their responsibilities, but the merchants, who also enjoy some special rights, seem to be unaware of their obligations, and actually drag their feet at a critical time.

This is the most essential difference between a merchant and an aristocrat.

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The battle conference room of the Kaiding Fortress, where the great chiefs of the three major orc tribes have all moved.

Looking at the majestic Keding Fortress, the memories of the three great chiefs were instantly awakened, and they remembered that when they were children, their father never tired of telling them that if they had the opportunity in the future, they would definitely capture this fortress.

However, when they grew up, like their ancestors, they were caught in the dilemma of the tribe's shortage of food, and fell into the war with other tribes for water and oases.

When they looked back again, they found that they were already old, too old to realize the dreams of their youth, and they could only convey the words that their father taught them back then to their juniors.

But now, because of the young Great Chief Shikan, they really took this fortress as they wished, and all this was like a dream, which made them be extra careful when touching the items in the fortress, for fear of making a noise and waking them up from their dreams...

"Now that two-thirds of the northern realm has fallen into our hands, we just need to hold the fortress of Kaiding, this fertile land will provide a steady stream of food for our warriors!" "Grand Chief Vincent of the Ice Maple Clan looked a little excited, his face faintly revealing a red light.

"Yes!" Grand Chief Reagan of the Two-Headed Clan gently stroked the spear glowing with a faint green light beside him, "But how should this land be divided?"

"Naturally, whoever sends the most troops will have a lot of shares!" said Grand Chief Vincent, cheerfully.

This invasion of the human kingdom, because the Ice Maple clan is the closest to the north, they sent 150,000 troops, which is nearly half of the warriors of his entire tribe, which shows the importance that this old chief attaches to this invasion war.

If there was enough food, he even wanted to bring the warriors over.

The warriors of the orc tribe are ordinary herdsmen or farmers in normal times, and when a single war breaks out, a pair of shields and a battle axe can turn them into warriors.

Therefore, as long as there is food, the orc tribe can be said to be a state of all soldiers.

"Two, are you only satisfied with the land in front of you?" said the Great Chief of Shikan, who had his back to the two of them, staring at a map of the northern realm of the human kingdom that he had bought from the goblins on the wall.

"Shikan, do you kid still want to continue fighting?" said Grand Chief Vincent's eyes, a twinkle.

When Reagan heard Vincent's words, he rarely didn't entangle Vinson anymore, and he set his eyes on the young Shikan.

"Why not?" said Shi Kan with a hint of a smile on his face, "Our current main force has approached Crane City, and the 100,000 troops deployed outside the town of Kwen in the southwest have successfully pinned down the 130,000 main forces of the Western Realm and their Middle Kingdom!"

"And the First Army that supports Crane City, but because of their logistical problems, they have been standing still on the border line, and the reinforcements on the southern side will not arrive until at least mid-April, as for the Hoko Islands, their own affairs will be settled!"

Shi Kan said this, with an excited look on his face, he stared at the battle mark on the map, "This is our chance, two chiefs, don't you want to go and see how prosperous and grand the royal capital of the Middle Kingdom is?"

The young chief recounted his ambitions and plans.

"But Klan City now concentrates all the forces in the north, and it is conservatively estimated that the number of people they can participate in the battle is at least 200,000! According to the information purchased from the goblins, the little duke is still continuing to mobilize the people of his territory!"

Grand Chief Vincent maintained the caution expected of an old man, and it was necessary for him to remind the young Great Chief at this time that the orcs had taught too many such lessons in the past thousand years.

"Coward!" Reagan sneered disdainfully.

Vincent hated others calling him a coward the most, and his originally smiling face suddenly showed a hint of coldness, staring at Reagan and saying in a deep voice: "You little man without beast teeth, there are no cowards in the Bingfeng Clan!"

"It's okay for you to call me a dwarf, but you can't question my beast fang!" Reagan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he grabbed the poisonous spear beside him.

When the two personal soldiers of Grand Chief Vincent saw that Reagan actually picked up his poisonous spear, their faces changed, and they immediately took two steps forward, protected the old chief behind them, and stared at the poisonous spear in Reagan's hand very vigilantly.