Warlord: King of All Clans

"Alliance?" Leo was very surprised to hear Hermann's words.

Isenpol has been the territory of Count Freilov's family for at least a hundred years, not to mention since ancient times. The square flags and corner flags here are all fiefdom knights bestowed by the count himself.

Legally speaking, Ulian of the River Reach became a Knight of the Banner of Isenbol, which was equivalent to swearing allegiance to Count Forelov.

If it weren't for the years of war, Uliyan would have needed to travel north to Frovald, meet the earl at the earl's mansion, and complete the conferment ceremony under the witness of many square-flag knights before he could become a new square-flag knight.

Although Leo was not officially granted the title, he was Ulyaan's son-in-law and the heir to the river bend, so he was also a vassal of Count Frylov.

No lord would use the word "alliance" to address his vassals.

Although Hermann treated Leo differently from the beginning and did not regard him as a vassal, the words he used now still surprised Leo.

This is tantamount to acknowledging the fact that he has established his own separatist regime.

Count Herman looked at Leo and said sternly, "This is my sincerity. You are the adopted son of the Duke of the North and the favored one of the elven demigod. Although you are still relatively weak, I am not much better. There is no point in fighting you."

He sighed and said, "My two younger brothers are ignorant. They think that if they occupy a city, they will have the foundation to dominate. However, in front of the heroes of the world, local tyrants with only a city or a pond cannot even get on the chess table."

"They are so used to being local tyrants in their small place that they can no longer see the outside world."

"I am actually relieved that Isenbol is in your hands."

"The world is in chaos, and many heroes are vying for supremacy. Small forces like us can only huddle together for warmth."

After listening to Herman's words, Leo was silent, and nodded in agreement after a while: "That's true. With only one city, we can't even build a full-strength army. A big war can break our bones. How can we fight for supremacy in the world?"

"The right way is to stay hidden and develop peacefully, and stick together with each other."

"You see, I don't even want to care about Isenbol. I'd rather hide in the river bend and farm, just in case someone causes trouble for me."

Count Hermann stared deeply at Leo, then suddenly grinned, "I understand."

"Since ancient times, heroes have had great ambitions and good plans. They have the potential of the universe and the ambition of the world, and they do not care about the gains and losses of a city or a place."

"Isenbol is too small to accommodate your ambitions."

Leo was confused. Is this what I wanted to say?

I just want to stay at home and be with my wife!

After becoming the adopted son of the Grand Duke of the North, Leo did not gain any benefits at all.

In addition to using his reputation to intimidate local villains, he would also obtain some letters sent by the Duke's Palace through the Anzeno River, and know many current affairs earlier than others.

Master Bobak blocked the source of the undead, but the deathly aura that had escaped before that still enveloped the entire northern snowfield, and traces of the undead had begun to appear along the North Glacier.

The northern part of the North is occupied by orcs, who set up a defense line along the North Glacier to prevent the undead from moving south.

Not only can the human race not expel the orc invaders, but on the contrary they have to provide convenience and support as much as possible to prevent the undead from breaking through the orcs' defenses and entering the north.

There is no need for the Undead to even show up. Once the Orcs, who cannot withstand the Undead, break the peace treaty and continue to move south, it will be enough for the humans in the North to suffer.

Unfortunately, not all bigwigs in the ruling class think this way, and many people only see opportunities to take advantage of.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Count Kurolov in the eastern part of the North formed an alliance with the commander of the Eastern Legion of the Orcs, broke through the Earldom of Isharov, and divided up the entire Earldom.

Count Kurolov's population and territory suddenly doubled, and his strength immediately became stronger than that of the Grand Duke of the North.

Now the giant beast is digesting the food patiently, but it cannot remain silent forever. Sooner or later, it will continue to attack the surrounding earls.

In the southern part of the North, Earl Gustav's territory was invaded by Earl MacDonald in the south, and more than half of the territory was ravaged by war.

Even Count Beboos, who had always been at odds with Count Gustav, had to put aside past conflicts and form a legion to provide support.

To prevent Gustav from being killed by the people from the south and then the war would spread to his own land.

As for the Grand Duke of the North, he had to help Gustav in the west resist the people from the South, focus on monitoring Kurolov who suddenly started a civil war in the east, and assist the orcs in resisting the undead. He was already busy and overwhelmed.

Compared to the minor border frictions in the past, the current situation in the northern border is a real chaos.

At this time, the restrictions imposed by laws and rules on the Earls of the North were reduced to the minimum. Any Earl around Earl Frelov's territory could take over one or two of their cities if he had the time, and no one could stop him.

The brothers Tariq and Victor are still dreaming of becoming great earls in the North, but they don't know that if they continue to fight among themselves, they will become prisoners of foreign enemies in less than three to five years.

But smart people already know how to seek external help.

Count Hermann traveled alone south through enemy territory and personally went to the river bend to seek an alliance, which undoubtedly showed great sincerity.

It's different for Victor of Ilanrado. Even now, he has got his third brother Tariq, but he has not sent a messenger south to negotiate with Leo.

Ilanrado is only three hundred miles away from Isenbol, and there is also the unobstructed World Tree Avenue. If you really want to come here, you can get there in two days.

Leo had been waiting for Victor to send someone to form an alliance or declare sovereignty, but he didn't expect Hermann to get there first.

When smart people talk to each other, they communicate well. They can find resonance in just a few words, which lays the foundation for forming an alliance.

However, as Hermann is the legitimate heir of Count Freilov and one of the great earls in the North, he is born with the qualities of a hero and is still wary of the rapidly rising Leo.

Herman felt relieved after hearing Leo's answer. He was afraid that Leo Mundo would take Isenbol and become like Tariq, thinking that he was capable enough.

But the alliance between the two cities is no small matter, and the content cannot be explained in just a few words. Leo needs the advice of a think tank.

Well, there is no think tank in River Bay, only a group of idiots. Leo can only go to Isenpol to ask Rigolav for help.

"My Lord Earl, please stay here for two days to see the customs and habits of Isenbol."

Leo pointed to the honey cassava cake on the table and said, "This is the latest cake produced by Hewan. Try it."

"I need to discuss this with my godfather first."

Hermann was surprised and asked, "Do we need to tell the Grand Duke of the North about this? I'm afraid two days won't be enough."

The current location of the Grand Duke of the North is in the main city of his fiefdom, Ancerst, in the middle reaches of the Anzeno River, thousands of miles away from the river bend.

Leo said embarrassedly: "It's not this godfather, it's another one. Well, I have more godfathers."

Hermann had certainly done some research. Leo Mondo's father was a match for a country. In addition to the Grand Duke of the North, Rigolav was also extremely outstanding. "Is it Rigolav Petukhov, the Knight of the Banner? I want to meet him too."

(I’m so sleepy. I’m going to bed. I can’t finish the second chapter. I’ll update once today.)