Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1233

Power is the ability to force others to do something they don't want to do.

From the moment it was born, it was accompanied by various conspiracies and foul wind and bloody rain.

No one will be willing to give up the power they have acquired, because it means that they will fall from the original position of aloof and remote and start to be dominated by others.

So when Thoradin Great Emperor's ultimatum spread to the tribes that had not yet joined the empire and swore allegiance, an unprecedented coalition of resistance was quickly formed under the active efforts of several of the great tribal leaders. .

The total number is even as high as several hundred thousand people, which can make up a full 50,000 strong warriors.

Their purpose is very simple: to destroy this suddenly rising empire, prevent Thoradin from uniting the human race, and return life to the primordial, lighthearted and happy tribalism of the past.

After all, not everyone can adapt to the development of the times and history.

When a certain critical point is reached, those guys who cannot accept and adapt to the new era will always gather to launch a crazy counterattack, trying to resist the torrent of history with the strength of oneself.

For the coalition that was being formed, Thoradin did not immediately send troops to destroy or threaten like his vassals who lost one's head out of fear.

On the contrary, he chose another, more "domineering" way, and sent a letter to this makeshift coalition, inviting the other party to fight with him in the most open place in Arathi. A battle to decide the fate and future of mankind.

Yes!

Soladin will use a war that will last forever in the annals of history to shatter all fantasies and hope that the "old people" who can continue to stay in the tribal era, as well as the backward thinking patterns in their minds .

And this battle he has to win beautifully and without any controversy.

However, most people do not know that in this coalition, almost one-fifth of the tribe Elder has been bought by the Emperor Thoradin of the Arathor Empire.

By promising to keep the property, and after the fact, he can get the title of nobility and Fiefdom, he gets all the intelligence of the enemy almost as easy as blowing off dust.

Especially the chief tribal leaders, what to eat, drink, what kind of woman to sleep with every night, what kind of personality, what kind of strategies and tactics they put forward at the meeting, every day all will Delivered continuously.

You can even compare the information sent by different people to confirm that the information is wrong and that it is really usable.

Just like Sun Tzu's final conclusion in the Art of War - win first, then fight, make plans and then move.

It can be said that the war has come to this point, and the newly born Arathor Empire has formed a crushing trend on those primordial backward tribes.

Unless there is a strong external force, winning is almost a certainty.

Sitting in the Royal Palace of Rapids under construction, young Thoradin was touching the chin with a slightly bushy beard, staring at the map surveyed and drawn by Alan himself, while occasionally picking up the map that was just delivered today. Read the information that comes.

It took a full quarter of an hour before he lifted the head and asked with a smile: "Dear teacher, what do you think I should do with these stupid guys after winning the victory?"

"It's very simple! Kill all the leaders who refuse the unification of human beings, pardon those warrior and ordinary person, and canonize some of them as nobles, and migrate to the frontier to compete with trolls for living space. Humans and trolls, in this piece Only one person is destined to survive on the land." Alan wearing a black robe gave the answer without thinking.

Because before industrialization, land is always the most important and basic means of production, and population determines the war potential of a country and even a race.

Only idiots and idiots will engage in the most brutal massacres and purges, and let so many young and middle-aged people go to waste.

By canonizing nobles and granting land, empires can build and win over the upper classes.

And large-scale immigration to the border can not only perfectly solve these warriors and civilians who may be resentful because of the death of their relatives and friends, but also compress the activity space of trolls so that they cannot threaten to the heart of the nascent Arras Empire.

If this first group of immigrants is successfully developed, then subsequent human beings can continue to use the same method to continuously expand externally.

But it doesn't matter if you fail or get frustrated.

On the contrary, it is possible to deepen the control of these new subjects through assistance and make them have a strong sense of identity with the empire.

Anyway, compared to the ferocious-looking trolls with cannibalistic customs, the empires that are also human are more trustworthy and close.

As the Emperor, Thoradin is obviously very aware of this, and nodded deeply: "Yes! Compared with this coalition, the trolls in the northern forest are our real confidants. The spies I sent some time ago have already inquired a lot about the Amani of the Giant Demon Emperor. They not only possess strong physique and self-healing ability, but also possess many supernatural abilities that we cannot understand. For example, they can summon flames. , frost, hurricanes, and thunderbolts, as well as terrifying gigantic animals."

"As for magic, I think you'd better turn to the Spirit King farther north for help. They are in Magical attainment is much higher than that of trolls." Alan quickly gave advice.

"Elves? Forget it! The northern forests are all under the control of the Amani Empire, and it is impossible for our people to reach Quel'Thalas by land." Thoradin immediately smiled wryly and called the head .

The range occupied by humans is limited to the Arathi Highlands and a part of the Auckland mountain range in the devil beast world map. Even the Hillsbrad Hills are the sphere of influence of trolls. Not to mention Lordaeron in the north.

And the famous Wall of Thoradin has yet to be built.

If you accidentally anger these guys, it will definitely be a disaster waiting for the newly rising human race.

As for the sea route, it is theoretically feasible.

But the problem is, with the current navigation skills that humans have, let alone cross the endless sea to Kalimdor on the other side, it is to deal with the murlocs along the coast who can't kill them. , Naga, are quite laborious.

With no charts, the chances of a successful arrival are infinitely close to zero.

Don't look at the fact that the first empire of mankind sounds loud and windy, but in fact it has a population of less than one million, and its productivity is extremely low.

Many times, even the Emperor's Guard army can't be equipped with a set of shiny metal armor, but still wear leather armor made of animal leather such as snowmen or raptors and crocodiles.

In contrast, the production of bows and crossbows is constantly increasing by means of process upgrades and inexhaustible raw materials.

As for the capital of the future empire, Rapids, it is just a small town surrounded by earthen walls.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be a waste of time.

Except for the final battle to unify the human race, Thoradin doesn't want to make any extras, let alone annoy the bloodthirsty and brutal trolls.

Otherwise, the other party will be able to slaughter all the current human beings based on their numbers.

No one knows how many trolls inhabit the vast swathes of the primitive forest to the north.

But considering that they have continued from Ancient Era to the present, even if there is no scale of hundreds of millions, there are always tens of millions.

It can be said that before the rise of mankind, there is no intelligent creature in Azeroth that can match the number of 100% native trolls.

But unfortunately, these trolls seem to be cursed. Whenever civilization develops to the flourishing period, it will usher in a wave of dimensionality reduction.

Tens of thousands of years ago was an empire built by insects, thousands of years ago were the night elves who were favored by the Well of Eternity, followed by the high elves who split from the night elves.

Now, a race that can really threaten their dominance - human beings, has finally appeared on the stage of history.

And this time, the goal of humanity is not just to drive the trolls away, but to destroy them so that they can no longer threaten themselves in numbers.

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Worried about the Amani trolls, Thoradin quickly gathered his vassals and formed an army of thirty thousand full-time professional warriors.

Although they are far less numerous than the other party, they are many times stronger than that group of tribal coalition forces in terms of training, obedience and organizational ability.

When the two sides lined up on the plain, this difference was immediately reflected in the visual effect.

The army of the Arathor Empire is uniform, and is commanded and dispatched by generals and marshals appointed by the emperor himself.

Although the armies of various nobles wear badges and marks that represent their own identity, in a war of this scale, they do not have much command, and can only obey orders obediently and honestly.

Of course, this system will inevitably lead to less and less power of the emperor and more and more power of the lord as time goes on, which will eventually lead to nothingness, and even the split and collapse of the entire empire.

In contrast, the coalition forces on the other side looked messy, like a large group of people gathered together, unable to even line up a decent infantry line.

The cavalry was like a group of fools, constantly roaring with unknown meaning, and running back and forth around the two wings, there was no intention to preserve the physical strength of the war horse at all.

"I feel like this is just bullying people."

Artoria held her forehead and said the most real thoughts in her heart.

"War is originally an unfair contest. It is the crushing of the weak by the powerhouse. It is a pity that our enemy has not realized that he is the weak." Alan's tone was naked and undisguised. mockery.

To be honest, sometimes he really can't understand why some people can be so stupid that they are so weak, but they always think they are the strong one.

even more how, war competition is never purely quantitative, but a series of factors such as weapons, equipment, discipline, belief and so on.

"Yeah! There will never be a shortage of idiots in this world." Arturia stroked her hair, which had been blown in front of her eyes by the wind.

And her slightly feminine gesture immediately attracted the attention of a large number of unmarried male aristocrats in the empire nearby, and many people even showed naked excitement and enthusiasm.

As one of the only two dukes in the entire empire, Arturia not only has a beautiful face and figure that makes men tempted, but also has a large and prosperous territory, and is known as the strongest Swordsman in the empire. name.

No matter who it is, as long as she can marry her, you can get everything that yearn for something even in dreams in minutes.

The trivial matter of descendants needing a mother's surname is nothing in comparison.

After all, the current Arathor Empire is still in a period of transition from tribe to country, and people are far less interested in surnames and bloodlines than in the future.

Alan undoubtedly noticed this, and teased with a smile immediately: "You really attract attention wherever you go, even the battlefield. I heard that last month, there were a few more guys. In order to compete for a chance to propose to you, you ended up fighting on your territory and almost killing yourself?"

"hmph! Just a bunch of idiots dominated by lower body desires. I will not accept this. A group of guys who don't take a bath for days, weeks, or even months, and they stink all over."

When she said this remark, Arturia did not lower her volume at all. Meaning, at the same time glanced at his crazy suitors with disdainful eyes.

But this kind of contemptuous attitude of aloof and remote, not only did not make the suitors show any discomfort, on the contrary, they showed their usual appearance.

In their eyes, the Empire's strongest Swordsman, the Grand Duke, and the number one beauty should maintain this attitude towards suitors.

Alan couldn't help sighing to himself when he saw this scene, a man in estrus really deserves to be the meanest creature in the world.

It is estimated that even if Artoria gave these guys a basin of foot water, they would lie down and drink thoroughly without the slightest hesitation.

But before he had time to comment, he saw more than 20 meters away, a thick and bold woman with freckles was winking at him, and immediately felt that his stomach was sour. The upward surge was controlled, so it was impossible to spit it out on the spot.

"puchi! hahahaha!"

Artoria burst into laughter on the spot, trembling on the horse.

Obviously, like her, Alan, who is also of marriageable age, is also facing the same torture.

As the teacher of Thoradin's Great Emperor, Alan's words and deeds can have a huge impact on the entire country that cannot be described in words.

In addition, he is also a duke, and his appearance is more gentle and restrained than those of the five big and three thick guys. His eyes are more rays of light shining with wisdom, which will naturally attract the favor of countless noble women.

It's a pity that neither Arturia nor Alan have the slightest interest in the human men and women of this era.

The two sides are completely in two different dimensions in terms of ideology, culture, habits and aesthetics.

Fortunately!

The awkward atmosphere didn't last long. When the leaders of the coalition began to blow the horn and swarmed forward to charge, Thoradin finally began to give orders to the imperial army in an orderly manner.

In the blink of an eye, those long-range troops armed with bows and crossbows started the first round of projectiles.