Warlord: King of All Clans

Edgar, nicknamed "Trash Dog" by his classmates, was the only non-human student at Fourth Village Elementary School.

Thanks to ample food, his body grew rapidly, and he was now almost as tall as his elementary school classmates.

Furthermore, his jackalwere genes were also becoming apparent; the muscle definition and mottled fur on his arms made his classmates wary of provoking him.

Edgar had no recreational hobbies in his spare time; his sole activity was constantly collecting saltpeter from walls.

Each time his human mother walked over ten li of mountain road to visit him in Fourth Village, she would receive a jar full of nitrate-rich soil.

After refining a jar of nitrate-rich soil, less than half a kilogram of saltpeter could be extracted, but it was still enough to exchange for ten or eight wheat cakes, enough for Edgar to have several good meals.

Today was the day Herleen came to see her son again.

After class, Edgar eagerly waited at the entrance of Karl territory's village, holding a jar of nitrate-rich soil.

Before long, Herleen's figure appeared on the road outside the village.

Besides her, there were several other plantation laborers, all family members whose children attended school here.

Seeing Edgar, Herleen quickly approached, looking her dog-son up and down, "Have you been studying diligently? Have you been bullied? Have you been eating enough?"

Edgar wagged his tail foolishly, looked at his human mother, and held up the heavy jar, "Mom, nitrate soil."

"How many times have I told you, don't scrape nitrate soil anymore, focus on studying!"

Herleen scolded him, but she happily accepted the jar.

Now that the saltpeter industry was developing, she didn't need to process the nitrate soil herself; she could simply sell it at the market for money.

"Come on, the supervisor gave me an advance on my salary, let's go buy you some clothes!"

"Mom, my classmates say that Trash Dog has fur, so he doesn't need to wear clothes."

"That won't do! Don't listen to them."

"Mom, Sister Pearl came to see me yesterday."

Herleen stopped in her tracks.

Herleen immediately hesitated.

The Central Court was a hundred li in a straight line from Karl territory under Swamp Town, and it required crossing mountains, which was an incredibly distant prospect for a plantation worker.

Seeing his mother lost in thought, Edgar quickly said, "If Mom says study, I'll study.

If Mom doesn't want me to study, I'll go farm with Mom!"

Herleen gritted her teeth and said, "How can that be? You must study!"

"I've saved a lot of money too, I'll accompany you to the Central Court to study next year!"

… …

While the Western Route Army of the Southern Territory was rapidly collapsing, the battle situation on the Eastern Route remained tense.

The Brutus County was originally one of the most powerful counties in the Southern Territory, and it was the first force to begin centralizing power.

Almost the entire territory of the Domrans Province was under his rule.

His own military strength was comparable to that of Duke Odalov of the Northern Territory.

During this Northern Expedition, some nobles from the south of the Southern Territory went north directly from the imperial capital, while others sailed into the Dom River, all gathering under Count Brutus.

Two elite musket legions, one artillery legion, one cavalry legion, and one mixed legion crossed the calm Dom River and invaded the territory of the Northern Territory Duke.

The Northern Territory Duke personally led troops south and summoned the Northern Territory shamans to assist, barely managing to stop them.

The Northern Territory Duke was not only the secular ruler of the Northern Territory, but also a descendant of the eldest son of the War God, possessing the power to summon ancestral shamans to fight.

However, Count Brutus's side was not weak either.

In addition to the extraordinary knights supported by various nobles, he also formed a combat mage corps of one hundred people.

Combat mages, not including those weaklings hiding in mage towers and laboratories!

The Odalov family of the Northern Territory has always been the number one family in the Northern Territory.

Fighting on their home turf, they easily conscripted an equal number of troops for defense.

Unfortunately, they were all traditional Northern Territory legions, and the number of firearms was small, so they quickly fell into decline.

The fierce Northern Territory knights suffered heavy casualties under the suppression of firearms.

Several battles seemed evenly matched, but in reality, they were a bloody loss.

After all, Southern Territory musketeers could be conscripted quickly, but Northern Territory knights required ten or twenty years of training.

This situation was alleviated until Knight Gunther's ten thousand-strong legion arrived at the front line.

Rather than calling it Knight Gunther's ten thousand-strong legion, it was more accurate to call it the Riverbend Artillery Corps within their legion.

Romon followed them, bringing three thousand men who were the main force of the Riverbend garrison in Olenik.

Two thousand musketeers, one thousand artillery soldiers, and fifty field guns!

This was the artillery unit used by Riverbend to deal with the undead and beast legions to the north.

Even Lance Strong didn't have so many artillery pieces and ammunition.

In Febernis, a branch city of the Odalov County, ten thousand troops commanded by the Northern Territory Duke were stationed.

In the lord's hall, several counts and legion commanders were all present, and Romon was among them.

According to past rules, he, the Son of the Banner, did not have enough status to attend the Duke's military conference.

But this time it was different.

Behind him were three thousand Riverbend main force troops and fifty Riverbend field guns with twice the range of the enemy's artillery.

Even the Northern Territory Duke needed his approval when proposing a battle plan and deploying artillery positions.

After arranging the battle plan, the Northern Territory Duke felt slightly relieved and said to everyone present: "The last battle has just ended.

The enemy's main force has not yet realized the power of our artillery.

If we don't take this opportunity to give them another hard blow, there won't be such a good chance next time."

"The Southern Territory people have bullied us for many years, it's time for us to return the favor."

Listening to the Duke's words, everyone in the lord's hall was excited and nodded in agreement.

The Northern Territory and the Southern Territory have had constant friction for hundreds of years, but most of the time, the Northern Territory was suppressed by the Southern Territory, which invaded the Northern Territory from time to time.

Historically, the records of Southern Territory people invading the Northern Territory are dense, but the number of times Northern Territory people successfully invaded the Southern Territory is very few.

But now, although the Northern Territory is dilapidated, it is unprecedentedly unified, and there are almost no opposing forces.

The Northern Territory Duke no longer needs to divide his forces to defend against this and that, and can finally go all out and compete with the Southern Territory people.

A battle began quickly.

Under the cover of Gunther's army, Romon's three thousand men unexpectedly moved the artillery position to the flank of the Southern Territory legion.

Fifty artillery pieces fired at full speed, equivalent to the fireball bombardment of five hundred middle-level mages, instantly destroying the Southern Territory legion's ranged units.

Under the cover of long-range artillery, the tall Northern Territory knights, led by the Swift Wind Knight Corps, crashed fiercely into the short Southern Territory soldiers.

After a battle of twenty thousand against twenty thousand, the Southern Territory legion was defeated and retreated, suffering more than half casualties, and returned to the Dom River to rest.

A week later, the news of the defeat reached the Southern Territory Imperial Capital.