Crown of Chaos

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The half-orc swordmaster Doherty achieved the status of an "honorary Cormyr" through this war.

Ms. Raul announced that Doherty and the dozen orcs under his command would be promoted to honorary Cormyrians, giving them official identity. It is reasonable and legal for Doherty to join Aaron's command. This half-orc swordmaster In the cannon fodder array of the Chinese army, he fought all the way from noon to night, achieving the achievement of killing a hundred people. Even the local nobles of Arabelle had nothing to say about his military exploits.

In the kingdom, although the orcs are generally hostile, the orcs do not have self-racial identity or national identity like Aaron's previous life and modern times. Although the orcs are all creations of Gruumsh, there is no real talk between the orcs and the orcs. They are not "compatriots". You kill me today, and I will kill you tomorrow. They take pleasure in scalping each other.

Therefore, the orcs are a bit like the black people in Africa. They do not have the concept of a "racial community", but rather a created concept, just like the Bantu, Hamite, and Nilot people in Aaron's previous life. People are the same, but in fact they are not a race at all. They are forcibly classified together by white people just because of their dark skin.

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

The orcs in the multiverse are also very different. Just like black people, they are divided into thousands of tribes and kill each other randomly. The creator Gruumsh also enjoys it.

The country's nobles did not respond much to Doherty's joining, and the hostility among the civilians was mainly due to the hatred brought about by the war between the Great Khan Turgeon and his orc army.

It is worth mentioning that the Great Khan Turgeon who died in the battle may actually be the guy who truly awakened to the concept of the "great orc nation" and took a big step towards becoming an orc.

he died.

Doherty unified some orc tribes and barbarian tribes in the western section of the Stormhorn Mountains. He was able to gather about a hundred warriors, both humans and orcs. Aaron asked him to go back first to appease and gather the tribes and prepare Migration matters.

The Orc Sword Master is the champion of Khorne. His combat effectiveness is very important to him, and his loyalty is relatively reliable.

After sending away the half-orc sword master, Aaron simply found the snow elf brother and sister Relta and Evana.

The snow elf brother and sister had a fight in the tavern. The ill-tempered sister Evanna and the even worse-tempered brother Relta vented their dissatisfaction to their heart's content, and then got into trouble with the drinkers in the tavern (in a physical sense). After being beaten with a bruised nose and face, Relta was finally satisfied and drank wine and ate meat.

The people in the mix are just so casual. If they see someone right, they can do anything, but if they don't, they can do anything wrong.

Aaron found them: "Can we talk somewhere else?"

"Your Excellency Salian? Of course!" Evana replied quickly. The snow elf sister obviously liked getting along with Aaron. She took the initiative to pick up a glass of beer: "Want a drink?"

Leerta stared at Aaron's face, and the snow elf brother looked puzzled, but he didn't say much, he just spread his hands to express that it was okay.

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

"What? Do you want to be our tour guide?" Leerta said arrogantly: "Many people are willing to be our tour guide. If you don't have any special skills, I may not choose you."

"We have completed this war and won enough wealth, but our tribe is still suffering in the wind and snow." Evanna was much soberer than her brother who drank too much and had a fight. She stood up A pair of long legs wrapped in tight leather pants took out a medal from his arms and threw it on the table: "Take back your useless 'Honorary Cormyrian' medal. We elves are not those mud bastards. They belong to you human nobles." Status has no appeal to us and we will not work for Ms. Raul."

Evanna'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 purchase a batch of supplies here and send them back to the tribe." Evana saw that Aaron did not answer. As expected, the snow elf sister who was not experienced in the world was a little unable to stop the car, and soon leaked her thoughts to Aaron. Lun: "Can you buy us a generous supply of supplies and find a suitable transportation team? We really need it."

Aaron was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Sure enough, according to legend, there really are some snow elf tribes in the polar ice fields north of the Anonok Desert!

Snow elves have lived in an extremely harsh natural environment for a long time and are rich in druids, shooters and warriors. If you can control this snow elves, you will not only obtain a high-quality combat force in the future, but also use reasonable and legal excuses. Intervene in the affairs of the elves!

Sooner or later he will have to face Rose, and the Snow Elves are the deadly enemies of the Drow, because they accepted bribes from the Drow at the critical moment to let them go, which resulted in this elf subrace being almost incompatible with all other elves. The relationship between the elves has reached rock bottom, and they choose to live in seclusion. Therefore, the snow elves have an undying hatred for the drow elves.

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

This is another point that can be exploited.

"How many of you are there? Are you willing to move out of the snowfield? If I place you in the forest here, will you accept it?" Aaron's questions were thrown out like a barrage of questions, causing the snow elves to be stunned. .

This group of miscreants is really difficult to conquer. The snow elves do whatever they want but are extremely arrogant. No one else would have the intention to conquer the entire snow elves group.

But who is Aaron?

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

The snow elves are very suitable. According to the snow elves brother and sister, the snow elves currently believe in Tasaris Meuniduin, the god of the elven mountains. This god does not belong to the elven pantheon, but acts alone in the Another mortal of the crystal wall system only has the lowest level of connection with Thorodor, the god of bows and arrows in the Elven pantheon. He basically does not respond to the prayers of the snow elves in any country, and the Elf pantheon does not care about the snow elves either. Life or death.

According to the legend learned by the Snow Elf brother and sister: Thorodor and Tasiris were once close friends, but their relationship was greatly reduced because they fell in love with a goddess together and became jealous. This Elf goddess had a new name, Luo. Silk.

Aaron didn't know if this legend was true, but the snow elf priests believed it firmly. The few responses Tasiris gave were related to the drow, and the snow elf gods' responses were always so simple and crude.

"Tu! Tu Zhuoer!"

Otherwise, Tarserys almost never answers the prayers of the snow elves.

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

Pointed ears, your good news has come!

Aaron learned from the conversation that the life of these snow elves was very difficult.

The elven pantheon didn't care about them, and their gods didn't answer their prayers very much. They completely turned into helpless lambs. Because of what happened before, most of the elven subspecies were quite hostile to the snow elves, and they were finally forced to This group of elves had to escape into the high mountain snowfields of the far north and gain a little living space by hunting penguins, seals, white dragons, white bears, and mammoths on the nearly permanently frozen land.

Races that lack the protection of gods are too weak in the country. Snow elves, as a subspecies of elves, cannot be powerful. As a result, because they have lost their connection with gods, they have very few priests, and most of them are druids. Leaders, their inheritance and skills are gradually lost and degraded. It is difficult to produce mages among them, and almost all spellcasters are druids.

They lacked food, supplies, and basic necessities of life. It was not surprising that they struggled to survive and eventually became a chaotic neutral camp.

The snow elves are also looking for changes, and the appearance of brothers Leerta and Evanna here is the best proof.

In the world of Den Ni Dan, the glory of a nation or a race must have the help of gods, and this glory will also bring great power of faith to the gods. Both parties are mutually beneficial. If they lose the help of the gods, a It is not easy for this race to survive.

So Aaron is confident that he can conquer the snow elves in the far north!

Even Aaron's ambitions don't stop there. He has already set his sights on the great desert that was polluted by the alchemy of the Netheril Empire and the legendary life-draining technique of the Ferrin Demon Sunflower.

He really wanted to give it a try, which one was more powerful, the bloom of life from the loving father Nurgle, or the magic from the phaerim and the alchemical pollution from Netheril?

The corruption of Nurgle is something that can pollute even time, space and even concepts.

We will talk about this later. Aaron has no clue how to unlock Nurgle's power now.

"There are about 130 people in our tribe, and there are some small tribes nearby. The total number should not exceed 200 households, because there will be no food supply for more people." Leerta hesitated for a moment: "Like Ivan and I There are about thirty or fifty people with Na's strength, but there should be at least 300 qualified warriors."

"300 people! Are they all qualified warriors?" Aaron's eyes lit up, thinking that with 300 people, wouldn't there be a Slaanesh war group?

"Then please stay for a while and follow me back to Susar." Aaron said immediately: "I'm looking for someone to help you arrange the goods for a convoy. Just bring whatever you want, food, medicine, weapons, supplies, I will I’ll try my best to satisfy you.”

Relta and Evana looked at each other subconsciously, and both saw the ecstasy on the other's face.

It's true ecstasy.

This friend is not a bad friend. Lord Salian is indeed very loyal!

This is a friend worthy of the snow elf to put down his posture and socialize with him. Compared with him, those monkeys and reptiles outside are simply rubbish.

"However." Aaron interrupted their joy and emphasized: "My help is not unlimited, and you also know that whether you are crossing the An'onok Desert or going around the desert, you have to endure a huge amount of energy. Even if you suffer losses, I cannot provide you with unlimited funding.”

"You must have had enough of being in that kind of place for thousands of years."

"So, when you return to the tribe with the goods, please be sure to seriously consider the migration. You have also seen the outside world. The Elf Empire has basically withdrawn from the country. You can safely move around under the sun. ”

Both Leerta and Evana felt Aaron's sincerity and seriousness, and the two snow elves immediately nodded: "We will definitely work hard to convince more people."

"And...if your god is always so silent, maybe he is not the only one you can pray to."

Aaron stood up and he said meaningfully.

Leerta's face turned red, and the snow elf brother lowered his head. He did not dare to tell others that he had abandoned Tasiris and surrendered to a more powerful, more charming, freer and more energetic existence.

After bidding farewell to the snow elf brothers and sisters, Aaron walked straight towards his temporary residence.

The snow elves and orcs have basically been dealt with, and the next main issue is the human household registration.

Regarding this point, Aaron has already communicated with Ms. Raul. He does not want monetary rewards, nor does he want Ms. Raul’s 200 acres of land. He needs some people, high-quality elite people.

Let me explain a little here. The high-quality elite population that Aaron refers to does not refer to: excellent professionals, scholars who are proficient in multiple languages, warriors who hunt monster lairs alone in a small team, academic mages who engage in scientific research, and sworn paladins who promote the progress of the territory. .

The elite population in Aaron's mouth is: ordinary people who have the skills to be self-reliant and can support themselves, know basic human lingua franca, are young and don't cause trouble, and pay stable taxes and live a good life.

This kind of people are already very good. They will be fought over wherever they are placed. The country is not Baator Hell or the Bottomless Abyss. There are hundreds of millions of little devils who will die and be consumed at will. The big lords don't feel bad at all. , enjoy the bonus.

Ms. Raul was very generous. She gave Aaron 500 households in one stroke, with about 2,000-3,000 people.

Moreover, Ms. Raul also promised to provide Aaron with a lot of help in the future. Arabelle will need a lot of craftsman materials for a major reconstruction. If Aaron needs it at that time, she can help and introduce it for free.

Thinking of this, Aaron felt happy.

Then he heard music and singing.

The bald singer smiled and held a piano. He moved closer while playing, and his light and playful singing reached Aaron's ears.

"I came from Minauros with my banjo on my lap~"

"I want to go to Azgrat, because my true love is there~"

“It rained heavily all night on the day I set out, and the rainwater was stinky and greasy~”

"Scorching Meteor and Styx are Gracia's favorites, that's right~"

"Oh~Gracia~don't cry for me~"

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

The bald singer stopped in front of Aaron, his face filled with a bright and confident smile, and he gracefully treated Aaron with standard Cormyr etiquette.

"Your Excellency Salian."

"You still owe me orc!"

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