Warlord: King of All Clans

Question: What race is this short, green alien with pointed ears and long cheeks?

The minotaur Strong swore that even if his horns were twisted off, he would still be a goblin!

Growing up in a goblin tribe, how could he admit his mistakes?

It turns out that there are goblins in the river bend, and the minotaur goblin Strong suddenly has a strong sense of belonging.

He looked at the goblin tribe behind Fisa and happily walked over to recognize them, "Ah? ~ Green-skinned goblins! Red-skinned goblins! Black-skinned goblins!"

"What's going on? There's a rainbow goblin!"

When Fraser saw the emergence of a new race, the first thing she thought of was to redefine its race.

With the further unrest in the Wolf-Driving Plains, the large number of Gnoll tribes that had previously gathered at the Gnoll Holy Mountain could no longer defend their homes.

Many kobold tribes lost their hunting grounds and had to cross the Stonewall Fort to seek refuge with the kobold king, Fesa.

Fraser accepted all who came and recruited them all.

As the tribe grew, Fraser began to target other races.

The individual disadvantages of the ogres are too great, and they have almost no high-end combat power. They can only live freely in the River Bay Territory. Once they leave the protection of the River Bay military force, they will still be the lowest level of the wilderness alien races.

Therefore, Frasa not only issued a bounty and bought up a large number of werewolf cubs, but also set her sights on the ogre tribe.

What ogre? That sounds terrible! It's better to call him fat kobold!

Unfortunately, the fat dog-headed man, who lived a well-off life by catching crocodiles and selling them for money, was unwilling to join the big dog-headed man tribe in Fraser.

They are now civilized people, living in exquisite wooden houses built by human craftsmen, wearing exquisite clothes sewn by human tailors, and even eating cassava cakes made from only fine bran.

They were entertained by banquets hosted by farmers around the Great Swamp and lived an upper-class life. How could they associate with kobolds?

After seeing the minotaur Strong, Fraser, whose cultural quality had further improved in the past six months, named his race in a very short time.

After confirming that the minotaur had no backers, the clever Fisa pointed at the minotaur Strong and announced to her subordinates, "This is a strong kobold! Capture him!"

Strong was still announcing loudly, "I am Strong Mammoth, son of the great goblin chief Apollo Mammoth, a bull-headed goblin!"

"Colorful goblins, join my tribe. The strong tauren goblins will lead you to become bigger and stronger, and create greater glory!"

"Bang!" Before he finished speaking, a big iron chain was tied around his neck.

Seven or eight mutant dwarves were holding large iron chains, and seven or eight ghost-fire golden-haired beasts were climbing onto the mammoth, capturing a strong dog-headed man along with his horse.

The minotaur Strong struggled frantically, knocking two dogs away. When he saw a large group of minotaur guards surrounding him, he immediately gave up resisting.

He looked at Leo with pleading eyes, but the latter didn't care about their fight at all and had already walked away.

After getting a new dog, Fraser quickly caught up with Olivia's carriage, got in, stuck her head out of the window, and competed with Leo for the ownership of the minotaur Strong.

"He is a strong kobold and should be under my jurisdiction!"

"He is a minotaur. I captured him in the north. He should be under my jurisdiction!"

"No, I just caught him on the road!" Feisha couldn't argue with Leo, so she went to Olivia and acted like a spoiled child, "Sister Olivia, please give me some advice!"

Before Olivia could speak, Freya, who was acting as a pillow, became angry. She hugged Olivia and said, "This is my sister Olivia!"

Feisa refused to accept the result and the two little creatures started fighting in the carriage.

Bow stance and push palms, look at the moon and balance!

After playing and laughing all the way back, Uliyan, with the help of the little maid Elodi and the cook, had arrived at the gate of the village on the River Bay Peninsula in a wheelchair and watched Leo's team appear from the other end of the stone bridge.

In addition to the Lord of Riverbend, there were also many Riverbend villagers, including Rusev, Lashka, Valeri and others, who all put down their work and ran over to greet him.

Seeing Leo appear, everyone cheered.

This is not just about going out to fight a foreign race, this is about participating in a racial war.

When they were in the north, they had already witnessed the power of the orcs, and the battle exploits and spoils that Leo frequently reported back also proved his own strength.

Who doesn't want his lord to be a strong man who can protect his subjects?

In addition to Leo, the River Bend Infantry led by Vici and the Wild Folk Hunters led by Bjorn were also welcomed by their families.

The Riverbend Peninsula is still the same as before, but more prosperous, with three camps each having a permanent population of one thousand.

Apart from the tribesmen that Uliyan brought with him at the beginning, the rest on the peninsula were the families of the management and artisan class.

The buildings here have been renovated several times and now look like a prosperous town. Large amounts of stone have been transported to the river bend by small boats to build a series of stone houses, and even the road surface has been hardened.

Various buildings began to appear not only inside the wall, but also on the peninsula outside the wall.

Sir Nelson of Gladstone had a vision. The north side of the river bend was indeed suitable for building a riverside manor. Construction had already begun and the foundation had been basically completed.

Seeing Leo come back safe and sound, Uliyan was also very relieved, "Okay, it's good that you're back."

Leo quickly dismounted and pushed Uliyan's wheelchair, racing on the hardened road while reporting his gains.

Elodie, the little maid who was in charge of taking care of Ulian, and the cook were chasing after them. They were both so anxious that they were about to cry, fearing that they would overturn the car.

"What? The Duke of the North recognized you as his adopted son? What? Ten Knights of the Wind pledged their allegiance? Master Bobak is a demigod?"

The more Uliyan listened, the more confused he became, as if he was listening to a foreign language. The news of the end of the war had already arrived, but Leo's gain was not in the letter.

In just less than half a year, Leo has achieved results that others could not achieve in their entire lifetime of efforts.

Uliyan was happy but also a little sad.

He was just a retired low-level officer. Although he had good personal abilities and was promoted to a sergeant in a heavy-armored elite corps, he did not have the support of his family and could not even become a corner flag knight. He still needed to explore on his own.

Being able to successfully open up the river bend and lead his people to survive has achieved his life goal.

Everything nowadays is a surprise to him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a nouveau riche.

In the past, he would beat and scold Leo at every turn, and he only thought that when he was gone, he would be able to leave his family business to him without it being squandered.

Only now did he feel that the existence of the river bend completely constrained the other party.

For capable people, flying out there will give them a bright future, and working hard will give them a better future than staying in a small place.

Seeing that Wuliyan was in a low mood, Leo skillfully adjusted the atmosphere with words, "Old Deng, you are not strong enough. How come I have been away for so long, but Hewan has not made any progress? Are you starting to become complacent and indulge in extravagance?"

As expected, it’s okay to belittle yourself, but not to belittle Hewan. Uliyang was immediately furious, “No progress? Which eye of yours can see that you haven’t made any progress? Hewan now has tens of thousands of registered subjects! Countless elite soldiers and generals! When the flags of Isenpol come, they must salute me first!”

"If it weren't for your adoptive father, I would have built the cement road right on Rigolav's face. My goodness, you didn't see the old man's expression..."

Listening to Urian's bragging, Leo felt relieved and pushed him back to the lord's house with a smile.