Chaos Crown

Chapter 191, Plan: Subdue the Snow Elves!
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Half-orc swordsman Doherty gained the status of "Honorary Cormyr" through this war.

Ms. Lauer announced that Doherty and all the dozen orcs under his command had been promoted to honorary Cormyrs, giving them official identity. It was reasonable and legal for Doherty to join Aaron's command. This half-orc sword master Fighting all the way from noon to night in the cannon fodder array of the Chinese army, he achieved the achievement of beheading a hundred people. Regarding his military achievements, even the local nobles in Arabel have nothing to say.

In the kingdom, although orcs are generally hostile, orcs do not have the same self-ethnic identity or national identity as in Aaron's previous life in modern times. There is no such thing as a "citizen". Today you kill me, and tomorrow I will kill you. It is commonplace to scalp each other for fun.

Therefore, orcs are a bit like African blacks. They do not have the concept of a "racial community", but rather a created concept, just like the Bantus, Hamites, and Nirots in Aaron's previous life. Like people, they are not of the same race at all, but 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 the blacks, they are divided into thousands of tribes to kill each other, and the creator Gruush also enjoys it.

For Doherty's joining, the nobles of the country did not report much opinion, and the hostility among the common people was mainly due to the hatred brought about by the war against Great Khan Tujin and his orc army.

It is worth mentioning that the Great Khan Tujin who died in battle may be the guy who really awakened the concept of "big orc nation" and took a big step forward for orcs.

he died.

Doherty unified some half-orc tribes and barbarian tribes in the western part of the Cape of Storm Mountains. He could gather more than 100 warriors, both humans and half-orcs. Aaron asked him to go back to appease and gather the tribes to prepare for migration matters.

The half-orc Juggernaut is the champion of Khorne, his combat power is very important to him, and his loyalty is relatively reliable.

After dismissing the Orc Juggernaut, Aaron simply found the snow elf brothers and sisters Leierta and Ivana.

The brothers and sisters of the snow elves fought in the tavern. After the bad-tempered sister Ivana and the even more bad-tempered brother Relta vented their dissatisfaction, they got along with the drinkers in the tavern (in the physical sense) and waited until they were killed. After being bruised and swollen from the beating, Leierta was finally contented to drink wine and eat meat.

People in the middle of nowhere are just so casual. They can do whatever they see right, but they can do nothing wrong if they don’t.

Aaron found them: "Can we talk in another place?"

"Your Excellency Salian? Of course!" Evanna quickly replied. The Snow Elf sister obviously liked getting along with Aaron. She took the initiative to pick up a glass of beer: "Would you like a glass?"

Leierta stared at Aaron's face, and the snow elf brother showed doubts, but he didn't say much, just spread his hands to express that there was no problem.

The three of them changed a box, 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? Do you want to be our tour guide?" Reerta 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 finished this war and won enough wealth, but our tribe is still suffering in the snow." Evanna was much more sober than her brother who had drunk too much and had another fight. With long legs wrapped in tight leather pants, he took out a medal from his arms and threw it on the table: "Take back your useless 'Honor Cormyr' medal, we elves are not those mud bastards, you human nobles Status doesn't appeal to us, and we're not going to play for that Ms. Lauer."

Evanna's seemingly extremely arrogant attitude is displeasing, but Aaron has already understood her subtext - unwillingness to work for Ms. Lauer does not mean that she is unwilling to work for other humans.

But he said nothing, just smiled.

"We plan to purchase a batch of supplies here and send them back to the tribe." Evanna saw that Aaron didn't answer the call. As expected, the young Snow Elf sister couldn't stop the car, so she quickly leaked her thoughts to Aaron. Lun: "Can you buy us a generous supply and find a suitable transport team? We need it very much."

Aaron froze for a moment.

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

Snow elves have lived in an extremely harsh natural environment for a long time, and are rich in druids, archers and warriors. If you can control this snow elves, you can 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!

He will confront Rose sooner or later, and the snow elves are the drow's mortal enemies, because they accepted the bribe of the drow at the critical moment and let them go, which caused this elf subspecies to almost all The relationship between the elves has fallen to the bottom, so they choose to live in seclusion, so the snow elves have an unshakable hatred for the drow elves.

But the drow's sense of the snow elves was 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 put you in the forest here, will you accept it?" Aaron's question was thrown like a cannonball, and the snow elves were stunned. .

This group of gangsters is really hard to subdue. The snow elves do whatever they want but are extremely arrogant. No one would have the intention of subduing the entire group of snow elves.

But who is Aaron?
He is the son of chaos, he is chosen by the four gods, and most importantly, he is the love of Slaanesh's good brother. Slaanesh's power itself is a special attack on elves.

And the snow elves are very suitable. According to the brothers and sisters of the snow elves, the current belief of the snow elves is Taseris-Meuniduin, the god of the mountains of the elves. Another mortal world of the crystal wall system only has the lowest level of contact with the god of bow and arrow of the elf god system, Thorodore. He basically does not respond to the prayers of the snow elves in any country, and the elf god system does not care about the snow elves. life and death.

According to the legend learned by the snow elf brothers and sisters: Thorodore and Taseris used to be close friends, but because they fell in love with a goddess together and became jealous, the relationship was greatly cooled. And this elf goddess has a new name behind it, which is Luo. Silk.

Aaron didn't know if this legend was true or not, but the snow elf priests firmly believed it. Taseris' few responses were related to the drow elves, and the responses of the snow elf gods were always so simple and rude.

"Tu! Tu Zhuoer!"

Besides that, Tarsyris almost never answers the snow elves' prayers.

Well, if you don't care, then I will help you.

Pointed ears, your gospel has come!

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

The elf gods don't care about them, and their gods don't respond to prayers very much. They have completely become helpless lambs. Because of the previous incident, most elf subspecies are quite hostile to the snow elves, and finally forced to This group of elves had to go to the extreme northern alpine snow field to escape from the world, relying on hunting penguins, seals, white dragons, white bears, and mammoths on the land that is close to permafrost to gain a little living space.

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

They lacked food, supplies, and basic necessities for life. It was not surprising that they survived with difficulty and eventually became the chaotic neutral camp.

The snow elves are also looking for a change, and the appearance of the siblings Leierta and Ivana is the best proof.

In the world of Dianyoudan, the brilliance of a nation and a race must have the help of gods, and this brilliance will also bring great power of faith to the gods. It is not easy for the race to survive.

So Aaron is confident that he can subdue the snow elves in the extreme north!

Even, Aaron's ambitions didn't stop there. He had already set his sights on the great desert polluted by the alchemy of the Netheril Empire and the legendary life-absorbing technique of the Felim Mokui.

He really wanted to try it out. Is it the Great Bloom of Life from the loving father Nurgle, or the magic of the Felin Mokui and the alchemy pollution of Netheril?

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

We'll talk about this at a later time. Aaron has no idea 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 of households should not exceed 200, because there will be no food supply if there are more people." Leierta hesitated a little: "Like Ivan and I There are probably thirty or fifty of Na's strength, but there should be at least 300 qualified fighters."

"300 people! Are they all qualified fighters?" Aaron's eyes lit up, thinking that with 300 people, wouldn't there be a Slaanesh battle group?
"Then please stay for a while, and follow me back to Suzar." Aaron said immediately: "I'm here to find someone to help you arrange a convoy of goods, you can bring whatever you want, food, medicine, weapons, supplies, I will Do your best to satisfy you."

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

It is true ecstasy.

This friend has not crossed paths, His Excellency Salian is indeed generous!
This is the friend who is worthy of the snow elf to put down his body and socialize. Compared with him, those monkeys and reptiles outside are nothing but rubbish.

"However." Aaron interrupted their joy and emphasized: "My help is not unlimited, and you also know that no matter whether it is crossing the Anonok Desert or bypassing the Great Desert, there will be a huge burden. It is impossible for me to support you indefinitely."

"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 relocation. You have also seen in the outside world that the elf empire has basically withdrawn from the country, and you can safely move under the sun. gone."

Both Leierta and Ivana felt Aaron's sincerity and seriousness, and the two snow elves nodded immediately: "We will definitely try to convince more people."

"Also...if your god is always silent like this, maybe he is not the only one you can pray to."

Aaron got up, he said meaningfully.

Leierta's face turned red, and the snow elf brother lowered his head. He didn't dare to tell others that he had abandoned Taseris and surrendered to a stronger, 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 half-orcs have basically been settled, and the next step is mainly the issue of human household registration.

On this point, Aaron has already communicated with Ms. Lauer. He does not want money rewards, nor does he want Ms. Lauer’s 200 acres of land. He needs some population, high-quality elite population.

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 single-handedly attack monster lairs in the team, academic mages engaged 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 a self-reliant technology to support themselves, who can speak the basic lingua franca, who are young and do not add chaos, and who pay taxes stably and live a good life.

This kind of people is already very good, and they will be scrambled wherever they are placed. The country is not Bator hell or the bottomless abyss. Hundreds of millions of little devils and little devils can't die and consume at will. The big lords don't feel bad at all. , enjoy the bonus.

Ms. Raul is very generous. She gave Aaron 500 households with a single stroke of her hand, which is about 2000-3000 people.

Moreover, Ms. Raul also promised that she will provide Aaron with a lot of help in the future. Arabel needs 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 was in a good mood.

Then he heard the sound of the piano and singing.

The bald singer smiled and hugged a piano, playing it while approaching, and the brisk and playful singing came to Aaron's ears.

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

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

"It rained heavily all night when I set off, and the rain was smelly and greasy~"

"Jiaoyan Meteor and Styx, Gracia's favorite, that's right~"

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

"I'll bring back the cosmetics you want from the kingdom soon~"

The bald singer stopped in front of Aaron. With a bright and confident smile on his face, he gracefully gave Aaron a standard Cormyr etiquette.

"Your Ann, Your Excellency Salian."

"You still owe me the orc!"

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(End of this chapter)