Daz and all the guards were disarmed, and today's events were completely over.
However, Nalant did not return immediately at this moment.
Instead, he took Bernard and others to the second battlefield.
Because there are many monster corpses here.
Originally, Nalant and others only selected two to three hundred heads that were in good condition and brought them back.
After all, the monsters were too big and numerous, and he simply didn't have the manpower to take them back.
As for sending people to clean up after returning, that is even more unrealistic. What if there is danger?
However, the arrival of Bernard and others is just right now. Let them each take some back, so they can't go in vain, right?
When Bernard and others passed by the third and second battlefields and saw the corpses of orcs on the ground, everyone was stunned.
If it was said before that it was too unbelievable that Nalant could annihilate 20,000 orcs with less than 500 men.
Now that they saw the corpses all over the ground, they all truly believed it.
At the same time, I felt incredible about Nalant's victory.
This is an orc, not a wild boar or a hare.
Besides, even if there are 20,000 wild boars, your hands and feet will be weak with only 500 people.
However, although everyone saw that the corpses on the battlefield were dead in a strange way, they did not ask any questions.
Because this was obviously accomplished by Narante's unique strategy.
And even if they ask, they probably won't be able to learn it.
In this way, a group of nobles began to pick up the corpses of monsters on the battlefield.
These are the corpses of monsters. It was not easy for even the small nobles to eat them in the Glory Continent.
After arriving in this sacred continent, there is actually not much difference.
After all, the Black Rock Plain is not a wilderness, and nobles originally settled there.
After decades or hundreds of years, Warcraft has become rare on the Black Rock Plains.
If you want to hunt both ends and eat one, you have little chance.
But now, there are thousands of monsters all over the ground for them to pick up at will.
Almost every noble can get dozens of them.
Take this back and marinate it, and you can eat it for several years without any problem.
"Haha, I didn't expect that one day we would be able to pick up monsters without mercy!"
On the way back, a group of nobles no longer rode on war horses, but instead walked laboriously dragging the corpses of the monsters.
After all, everyone came to rescue Nalant, so they were all traveling lightly, and no carriage was prepared at all.
Now if you want to bring these monsters back, it's definitely not enough to rely on Marana alone, so the nobles and soldiers have also become coolies.
However, instead of feeling tired, the nobles were happy because they had gained a lot.
"Little Nalant, after the orcs attacked your Storm Territory this time, will they organize a team to attack you again next time?"
While dragging the corpse of the monster, Andrew asked Nalant worriedly.
Now that he has truly grown up this time, Andrew can no longer protect him.
In this way, the concern can only turn into sadness and uneasiness.
"Father, this time the orcs lost more than 20,000 soldiers, and there were also tauren and crocodile men. I think as long as they are not stupid, they will not attack my territory again!"
"After all, it's definitely not cost-effective to go to war again and again in order to deal with me!"
Nalant definitely didn't know if the orcs would attack again.
However, in order to avoid his father's worries, he still looked on the bright side.
"That's good, Nalant. This Glory Continent is different from the Holy Continent. You have to pay attention to your own safety in the future. My father is old and can no longer help you!" Andrew looked a little lonely.
"Father, I know, and you are still very young now. I even want to ask you if you will give me another brother or sister or something!"
"Little Nalant, my father has never had that kind of experience. He has already spent a lot of effort raising you three brothers and sisters, but he can't have another one causing trouble for him!"
Andrew's face suddenly turned red, obviously he was embarrassed by his son's teasing.
The rest of the journey was uneventful.
Soon Nalant set foot on the land of Stormland.
But this time, there were also more than a dozen caravans waiting to poke their heads out at the edge of the Storm Territory.
It's just that these people learned the lesson from last time and didn't run away like frightened birds.
After confirming that Nalant and others had returned in triumph, they returned to Lucky Town first.
When Nalant led his team through Lucky Town, news of his another great victory had spread throughout the town.
Whether it was the townspeople or the caravan members, they all crowded in the streets to watch Nalant's team triumphant.
"Look, that's the crocodile man!"
"Ah, it's really a crocodile man. Not only did Baron Nalant capture so many orcs this time, he didn't expect there to be so many crocodile men!"
"Oh my god, the crocodile people are a middle-class race of the beast tribe. Baron Nalant actually captured hundreds of them at one time. This is amazing!"
"Wait a minute, look, that tall guy behind that is some kind of orc!"
"Ah, that's...that's a tauren!"
"Oh my god, the high-level tauren of the beast race, by the gods, am I dazzled?"
"It's not that you're dazzled, we also saw it, it's really a tauren!"
"Tauren, crocodile men, what kind of orc team do you think Baron Nalant encountered this time?"
"Yes, these middle and high-level orcs have appeared, so the number must be at least seven or eight thousand, right?"
"Seven to eight thousand? How can it be so few? The orcs with such a lineup will have at least ten to twenty thousand when they go on an expedition!"
"Also, have you forgotten the orcs that Baron Nalant captured a few days ago? There were thousands of them!"
"So, I think there are at least 20,000 orcs attacking this time. Even if it doesn't reach 20,000, it's still not much less!"
"Twenty thousand? How is this possible? How can Baron Nalant return in triumph with twenty thousand orcs!"
As Nalant's team continued to advance, the crowd of onlookers became restless.
Especially this time, among the prisoners were not only a large number of crocodile men, but also many tauren that they had never seen in their lives.
Although there was only one tauren, it was enough to stun the caravan members.
Because the tauren have a very high status among the orcs, and they are even more powerful in legends.
But now he is captured by Nalant, which is simply unbelievable to them.
Narante once again set a precedent.
In addition, looking at the tauren captives and crocodile captives, these caravans were also estimating how many orcs Nalant encountered this time.
The last caravan steward, who had some knowledge, estimated a relatively accurate amount.
However, the number he mentioned could not convince the public.
Because 500 people could fight against 20,000 orcs, anyone with a right mind would think it was impossible.
As for the support from Bernard and others, they also saw Bernard and others passing through Lucky Town not long ago.
In addition, their clothes and armor were neat and clean, and they looked like they had never participated in a battle, so they must not have helped.
However, Nalant did not let them speculate for long, because he took the initiative to stop in the square and gave a speech!
"The citizens of the Storm Territory, and our caravan friends from afar!"
"I, Nalant, the Lord of Storms and the orc nemesis, am honored to tell you here today!"
"Under my great leadership, the Stormland once again defeated the invasion of the barbarian orcs today and completed an epic victory!"
It has been more than two years since he became a lord, and Nalant has now perfected the noble training.
So, after standing on the stage, my face didn't turn red and my heart stopped beating, and I started to carry the sedan chair for myself.
The reason why he wanted to stop and give a speech was to spread the word about this incident and spread the reputation of the Storm Territory throughout the Holy Alliance.
In the Holy Continent, there is generally discrimination against people from the Glory Continent, and it is estimated that even Nalant is the same.
Therefore, Narant must use his brilliant record to make this kind of discrimination disappear.
This is not only a consideration of personal feelings, but also a consideration for the future development of Storm Territory.
If you want to gain the right to speak in the Holy Continent, in addition to your own strength, reputation is also one of the essential cornerstones.
He, Narant, has accomplished an unprecedented feat in the Alliance, so who would dare to look down on them from the Glory Continent in the future?
Who dares to say that these country bumpkins are just fleeing because we can only survive because of our pity.
And these caravans are Nalant's best mouthpieces.
They come from different principalities and empires of the Holy Alliance, and they can spread the news immediately as long as they return.
After hearing what Nalant said, everyone below had their ears pricked up, wanting to hear what this great victory was.
Why does it deserve the title of epic?
"Do you think my word epic is too exaggerated?"
"I tell you, it's not an exaggeration at all, because today we defeated not hundreds or thousands of orcs, but an army of more than 20,000 orcs!"
Wow!
"There are really more than 20,000 orcs!"
"Oh my god, how on earth did Baron Narante do it?"
"Do you think it was Baron Narante who lied?"
When Nalant revealed the number of orcs, the crowd immediately exploded. Some believed it, while others questioned it.
However, without exception, everyone was deeply shocked by this.
"Among the twenty thousand orcs, there are not only thousands of crocodile men, but also hundreds of tauren and dozens of warcraft cavalry!"
"Such strength was destroyed by me, Nalant!"
"And, I believe you saw it when we left in the morning!"
"I, Nalant, took away less than five hundred subordinates, but it was our number of less than five hundred who accomplished this feat!"
"Of course, there will definitely be many of you questioning the authenticity of what I just said..."
Having said this, Nalant paused and glanced at the people below.
Sure enough, I saw a little suspicion in everyone's eyes.
Only then did Nalant smile and say, "But don't worry, I, Nalant, pursue truth in everything I do!"
"And for the sake of truth, I will definitely provide evidence to prove it!"
"Although because I was worried about the plague, I didn't bring back the corpses of ordinary orcs for you to see!"
"However, I am one of the leaders who brought them this time!"
With that said, Nalant took out the head of Commander Cardo from the saddle, and then raised it high.
"Do any of you know this orc?"
After hearing this, everyone immediately looked attentively.
Of course, many people looked confused and confused after reading this.
After waiting for a few seconds, someone finally said, pointing to the head in Nalant's hand and saying:
"This...this is the orc cardo, the orc cardo commander!"
"Commander Cardo the Orc? Is he the commander of the Warcraft Legion at the border fortress?"
"What, it turned out to be the head of Commander Cardo, and he was beheaded by Baron Narant?"
As the man shouted out his identity, the crowd immediately started to buzz.
Although many people have never actually seen Lord Cardo.
But because Commander Cardo has been stationed on the edge of the two tribes all year round, his reputation is known to many people.
In this way, the others reacted one after another and looked at the head in Nalant's hand in disbelief.
"That's right, this is Commander Cardo of the Orc Warcraft Legion!"
"It's him and the Wise One who came to attack the Storm Territory this time!"
"Although at the last moment, the wise man escaped on a flying monster, Commander Cardo was killed by us, so this is the evidence I brought back."
"I believe that with him, you also know the scale of this orc attack!"
"Indeed, Baron Nalant is right. Even Commander Cardo has appeared, so the number of orcs cannot be smaller!"
"Yes, Baron Nalant said that there are also wise men from the fox tribe. The wise men from the fox tribe are the think tanks of the Beast King. Even if he is dispatched, how can the number be small?"
"This Baron Nalant is simply too powerful. Not only did he annihilate more than 20,000 orcs, he even killed the orc Cardo!"
"Baron Narante is mighty!"
"Baron Narante is mighty!"
As Nalant's evidence was presented, everyone present immediately threw away their doubts.
Because Cardo’s head cannot be faked.
Then, bursts of cheers came from the crowd.
Even the leader of the Warcraft Legion of the Orcs was beheaded. What could be greater than this?
I'm afraid there is only the Hand Blade Beast King!
Narant's speech was very successful. Seeing the turbulent atmosphere among the people, Narant didn't say much.
Instead, he asked his subordinates to hang the head of the Cardo leader on a wooden pole in the square for public display, and then led the team back to the castle.
After returning to the castle, Narante could not rest.
It was getting late now, so Bernard and others naturally stayed in the castle.
Moreover, these nobles, big and small, traveled long distances, and even if they did not participate in the battle, they had to treat them well to express their gratitude.
So, Narant simply held a grand bonfire party in Lucky Town.
In addition to banqueting nobles of all sizes, he also treated his own subordinates, plus the knights brought by Bernard and others.
The carnival lasted until early morning.
At noon the next day, Narant woke up leisurely. After lunch, Cheap Daddy, Bernard and others came to say goodbye to Narant.
After all, there are a large number of them. Now that the crisis is over, it would definitely be better to go back as soon as possible.
Nalant did not persuade them to stay, but lent hundreds of carriages to let them carry the monster meat back.