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The half-orc sword saint Doherty achieved the status of "Honorary Cormier" through this war.

Ms. Raul announced that Doherty and a dozen orcs under his command were all promoted to honorary Cormiers, giving them official identity, Doherty joined Aaron's command reasonably and legally, this half-orc sword master killed all the way from noon to night in the cannon fodder array of the Chinese army, and achieved the achievement of 100 people, for his military exploits, even the local nobles of Arabel have nothing to say.

In the kingdom, although the orcs are generally hostile, but the orcs do not have the same self-racial identity or national identity as Aaron's previous life and modern times, although the orcs are all creations of Guush, but there is really no "compatriot" between the orcs and the orcs, today you kill me, tomorrow I kill you is commonplace, to flake each other for fun.

Therefore, orcs are a bit like the black people in Africa, they do not have the concept of a "racial community", but rather a concept that has been created, just like the Bantu, Hanmites, and Nilottes in Aaron's previous life, in fact, they are not a race at all, and they are forcibly classified by whites just because they are black-skinned.

To this day, black Africans themselves are fighting over who is superior and who is inferior.

The orcs in the multiverse are also very different, just like the blacks, divided into thousands of tribes to kill each other, and the creator Guush also enjoys it.

The nobles of the kingdom did not give much opinion on Doherty's accession, and the hostility among the commoners was mainly motivated by hatred for the war between the Great Khan Tugin and his orc army.

It is worth mentioning that the Great Khan Tujin who died in battle may have really awakened the concept of the "Great Orc Nation" and taken a big step towards the Orcs.

He's dead.

Doherty unified some of the orc and barbarian tribes in the western part of the Cape of Storm Mountains, and he could muster together about a hundred warriors, both human and orc, and Aaron told him to go back first to pacify and gather the tribe to prepare for the migration.

The Orc Juggernaut is a Sadistic Champion, his combat power is very critical to him, and his loyalty is relatively reliable.

After sending the orc Juggernaut away, Aaron simply found the Snow Elf siblings Relta and Yin Wenna by the way.

The Snow Elf siblings fight in the tavern, and after the grumpy sister Yin Wenna and the worse-tempered brother Relta vent their frustrations to their heart's content, they mingle with the drinkers in the tavern (in a physical sense), and when they are beaten to the point that their noses are blue and their faces are swollen, Relta finally drinks the wine and eats the meat to their heart's content.

People in the mix are so casual, it's good to do anything if you look at the right eye, and it's not right to do anything if you don't look at it.

Aaron found them: "Can you talk to them somewhere?" ”

"Lord Salian? Of course! Yin Wenna replied that the snow elf sister obviously liked to get along with Aaron, and she took the initiative to pick up a glass of beer: "Do you want a drink?" ”

Rellta stared at Aaron's face, and the Snow Elf brother looked puzzled, but he didn't say much, just spread his hands and said that it was okay.

The three of them changed boxes, and Aaron took the initiative to pay for three glasses of spirits and asked, "The war is over, do you plan to stay here for a while, or do you have other ideas?" ”

"What? Are you going to be our tour guide? "A lot of people are willing to be our guides, and if you don't have a special skill, I won't necessarily choose you." ”

"We have completed this war and won enough wealth, but our tribe is still suffering in the wind and snow." Yin Wenna was much more sober than her brother who had drunk too much and had a fight, she stomped up her long legs wrapped in tight leather pants, took out a medal from her arms and threw it on the table: "Take back your useless 'Honorary Cormiers' medal, we elves are not those mud bastards, your status as a human nobility is not attractive to us, we will not serve that lady Raul." ”

Yin Wenna's seemingly extremely arrogant attitude is unpleasant, but Aaron has understood her subtext - not wanting to work for Ms. Raul does not mean that she is not willing to work for other humans.

But he didn't say anything, just smiled.

"We plan to procure a batch of supplies here and send them back to the tribe." Yin Wenna saw that Aaron didn't answer, and sure enough, the snow elf sister, who was not in the world, couldn't stop the car, and quickly leaked her thoughts to Aaron: "Can Your Excellency buy a rich supply for us and find a suitable transport team?" We need it very much. ”

Aaron was stunned for a moment.

Sure enough, there are really some snow elf tribes in the polar ice fields north of the Annok Desert!

The snow elves have lived in an extremely harsh natural environment for a long time, rich in druyin, archers and warriors, if you can control this snow elf, you can not only get a high-quality combat force in the future, but also can intervene in the affairs of the elves under a reasonable and legal pretext!

Sooner or later, he will have to confront Rose, and the Snow Elves are the mortal enemies of the Drow Elves, because they accepted the bribe of the Drow Elves at a critical moment and let them go, causing the relationship between this elf subspecies and almost all the elves to the bottom, so they chose to live in seclusion, so the Snow Elves have a common hatred for the Drow Elves.

But the drow elves' senses for the snow elves are not so bad.

This is again a point that can be exploited.

"How many of you are there? Would you like to move out of the snowfield? If I place you in the forest here, will you accept it? Aaron's question was thrown out like a cannon, and the Snow Elf brothers and sisters were stunned.

This group of people in the middle of the gang is really difficult to subdue, the snow elves do whatever they want but are extremely arrogant, and no one will have the intention of subduing the entire snow elf race.

But who is Aaron?

He is the son of Chaos, he is the chosen choice of the four gods, and most importantly, he is the beloved of Slaanesh's good brother, and the power of Slaanesh itself is a special attack on the elves.

And the snow elves are very suitable, according to the snow elf brothers and sisters, the snow elves currently believe in Taserys Meuniduin, the elven god of the mountains, this god does not belong to the elven god system, but lives alone in the mortal world of another crystal wall system, and only has the lowest connection with the bow and arrow god of the elf god system, Zorodor, she basically does not respond to the prayers of the snow elves in any country, and the elven god system does not care about the life or death of the snow elves.

According to the legend learned by the Snow Elf siblings, Zorodol and Tasseris were once best friends, but their jealous relationship was greatly cooled by a mutual love affair with a goddess, and this elven goddess had a new name behind her, called Rose.

Aaron didn't know if the legend was true, but the Snow Elf priests were convinced that the few responses from Tasseris were related to the Drow Elves, and the Snow Elf gods' responses were always so simple and rude.

"Tu! Tu Zhuoer! ”

In addition to this, Taserys almost never answers the prayers of the Snow Elves.

Okay, you don't care, then I'll take care of it for you.

Sharp-eared ears, your gospel is coming!

Aaron learns from the conversation that the snow elves are having a very difficult time.

The elven gods ignored them, and their gods did not respond to prayers much, and they completely became helpless lambs, because of the previous events, the vast majority of the elven subspecies were quite hostile to the snow elves, and finally forced this group of elves to enter the extreme north of the alpine snowfields to escape the world, relying on hunting penguins, seals, white dragons, white bears, and meng beasts in the near-permafrost land to gain a little living space.

The race that lacks the protection of the gods is too weak in the kingdom, and it is impossible for the snow elves as a subspecies of elves not to be strong, as a result, because they have lost contact with the gods, they have very few priests, and the vast majority of them are Druyin as leaders, their inheritance and skills are gradually losing and degrading, and it is difficult for them to produce mages, and almost all of the spellcasters are Druyin.

Lacking food, supplies, and basic necessities of life, it is not surprising that they struggled to survive and eventually became a chaotic neutral camp.

The Snow Elves are also looking for change, as evidenced by the presence of siblings Relta and Yin Wenna.

In the world of electric eggs, the glory of a nation and a race must have the help of the gods, and this glory will also bring the gods a huge power of faith, the two sides are each other's expressions, if you lose the help of the gods, it is not easy for a race to live.

So Aaron is confident that he can subdue the snow elves of the Far North!

Even Aaron's ambition didn't stop there, he had already set his sights on the desert that had been polluted by the alchemy of the Nethrel Empire and the legendary life draining technique of Felin Demon Sunflower.

He was eager to try it, whether it was his father Nurgle's life that bloomed greatly, or whether the magic of Felin Demon Sunflower and the alchemy pollution of Nessreel were more powerful.

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Nurgle's corruption is something that can be polluted even by time, space, and even concepts.

Let's talk about this when the time comes, how to unlock the power of Nurgle now, Aaron has no clue at all.

"There are about 130 people in our tribe, and there are some smaller tribes nearby, and the total should not exceed 200 households, because no more people will have enough food." Reta hesitated slightly: "There are about thirty or fifty people of the strength of Yin Wenna and me, but there should be at least 300 qualified fighters." ”

"300 people! Are all qualified fighters? Aaron's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, 300 people, isn't there a Slaanesh warband?

"Then please stay for a moment and come back to Susar with me." Aaron immediately said: "I'm here to find someone to help you arrange a convoy of goods, whatever you want, food, medicine, weapons, supplies, I will try to satisfy you." ”

Reerta and Yin Wenna subconsciously looked at each other, and both saw the ecstasy on each other's faces.

It's real ecstasy.

This friend is not staggered, and His Excellency Salian is indeed righteous enough!

This is the friend who is worthy of the snow elf to put down his body and socialize, and the monkey reptiles outside are simply rubbish compared to him.

"Still." Aaron interrupted their joy and emphasized, "My help is not unlimited, and you know that whether you climb or bypass the Great Desert of Ionok, you will have to suffer great losses, and I will not be able to provide you with unlimited support. ”

"For thousands of years, you must have had enough of that kind of place."

"So, when you return to the tribe with the goods, please be sure to seriously consider the matter of migration, you have also seen in the outside world, the elven empire has basically withdrawn from the kingdom, and you can rest assured that you can operate under the sun."

Both Reerta and Yin Wenna sensed Aaron's sincerity and seriousness, and the two snow elves immediately nodded: "We will definitely try to convince more clansmen." ”

"And ...... If your god is always silent, perhaps she is not the only one you can pray to. ”

Aaron got up, and he said meaningfully.

Reelta's face turned red, and the Snow Elf brother hung his head, he didn't dare to tell anyone that he had abandoned Taserys and surrendered to something stronger, more charming, freer, and more vibrant.

Saying goodbye to the Snow Elf siblings, Aaron walked straight to his temporary residence.

The snow elves and half-orcs have basically been solved, and the next thing is mainly the problem of human hukou.

Aaron had already spoken to Ms. Raul about this, he didn't want a monetary reward, he didn't want Ms. Raul's 200 acres of land, he needed some population, a quality elite population.

To explain a little, Aaron is not referring to the high-quality elite population: excellent professionals, scholars who are proficient in multiple languages, warriors who work alone in the monster lair, academic mages engaged in scientific research, and Oath Paladins who promote the progress of the territory.

Aaron's elite population is the average person who has a self-reliant skill to support himself, knows the basic human lingua franca, is young and does not cause chaos, and pays taxes and lives well.

This kind of person is already very good, wherever he puts it, he will be fought for, and the country is not Bato Hell or the bottomless abyss, hundreds of millions of little devils and little devils can't die at all, and the big lords don't feel distressed at all, and enjoy the dividends to their heart's content.

Ms. Raul was very generous, and she gave Aaron 500 households with a big stroke, about 2,000-3,000 people.

And Ms. Raul also promised that she would provide Aaron with a lot of help in the future, and that Alabel would need a lot of artisan materials for a major rebuild, and that she would be able to help and introduce Aaron for free if he needed it.

Thinking of this, Aaron was in a good mood.

Then he heard the sound of the harp and the singing.

The bald singer smiled and hugged a piano, and as he played, he approached, and the light and playful singing voice reached Aaron's ears.

"I'm from Minalos with my banjo on my lap~"

"I'm going to Azgrat, because there is my true love there~"

"It rained heavily all night on the day I set off, and the rain stinks and is greasy~"

"Scorching Meteor and Styx, Glesia's favorite, that's right~"

"Oh~Glesia~Don't cry for me~"

"I'll bring back the cosmetics you want from the country right away~"

The bald singer stopped in front of Aaron, his face full of bright and confident smiles, and he very gracefully applied Aaron a standard Cormier etiquette.

"Gui'an, Your Excellency Salian."

"You still owe me an orc!"