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62 Making a Name for Himself

Duohuang invented a type of magic core weapon and directly defeated the Ole Empire’s 200000 men Eastern Expedition Army. The Elven Empire’s 100000 men Full Moon Army retreated without a fight.

This news seemed to have grown wings and quickly spread to all the major forces on the Moen Continent.

As the City Lord of Duohuang City, Ning Shi, the Lord of extreme wilderness, was also very famous.

Ning Shi’s reputation value kept rising, from a well-known reputation to a well-known figure, and from a well-known figure to a renowned figure in a country, all the way to (18120/23660).

He had enough reputation value, but his number of servants was limited to 5000.

In the Starry Hills at the southeast corner of the continent, half-elf Bruce pulled out an arrow from the corpse of the Kambia family’s slave-hunting team member. He wiped the blood off the arrow and put it back into his quiver.

Bruce smiled bitterly as he watched his subordinates loot the armor and weapons of the slave-hunting team.

The half-elves were too poor.

Even as the son of the tribe leader, he had to re-use arrows.

This time, they had ambushed and killed over 300 people from the slave-hunting team, which was a big harvest for the half-elves.

After becoming Ning Shi’s follower, Bruce activated his character template, and his strength increased rapidly.

In a month’s time, his profession level had been raised to level 10, and his bloodline level had been raised to level 4 – the shadow wolf half-elf bloodline. His overall strength had increased by more than 10 times.

On the way back to the tribe from the wasteland, he killed magical beasts to level up as he hurried on his journey.

Once, when he was chasing after a lightning rat, he had entered the depths of the forest by mistake and found an ancient ruin. He had found three advanced magic cores and a divine weapon – a butterfly longbow.

The moment he picked up the butterfly longbow, the divine weapon recognized him as its master, as if it had been waiting for him to come.

With the increase in power brought by the upgrade and the power of the divine weapon, Bruce killed the traitors of his race immediately after he returned.

Bruce quickly established his prestige in the tribe. His father, Engo, had been in bed due to his old illness aggravated by the long-term battle.

Right now, Bruce had become the de facto leader of the half-elf tribe, although he still had to obey his father’s opinion in name.

“Lord Bruce, the leader wants you to go back as soon as possible. He said he has something important to discuss with you!”

A small but agile half-elf ran over and said while panting.

“Everyone!” Bruce shouted. “Return to the tribe after cleaning up the battlefield. The leader has something to discuss with me, so I’ll take my leave first.”

After returning to the tribe, Bruce did not stop and went straight to the sacrificial hall in the center of the tribe.

His father, Engo, who had been bedridden for many days, was wearing a solemn beast skin coat and sitting on the leader’s seat.

The grand priest and several elders of the tribe sat at the lower seats, and a dozen young half-elves stood on the side. They were the most talented young people in the tribe.

What a big scene.

Bruce’s expression changed slightly. He stepped forward and asked, “Father, you called me back. Did something big happen?”

A smile appeared on Engo’s pale face as he spoke slowly, “Bruce, I remember that you proposed to let the tribe submit to Ning Shi, the mayor of Duohuang City. I didn’t think it through and rejected you.”

“Now that we’ve all agreed, you should arrange for the relocation as soon as possible.”

Bruce was confused. A week ago, he had proposed to move the entire clan to Duohuang, but his father and the elders had rejected him sternly. Why had they changed their minds now?

As if he could see Bruce’s confusion, Engo explained, “I’ve just received news that Lord Ning Shi of Duohuang city has defeated the Ole Empire’s 200000 men Eastern Expedition Army and scared off the Elven Empire’s Full Moon Army. His name has already spread to the surrounding countries.”

A baby-faced half-elf, Bruce’s younger brother, Armand, said excitedly, “Brother, Lord Ning Shi is truly worthy of being your boss. With only tens of thousands of troops, he defeated the allied troops of the two empires. He’s too amazing!”

“That’s right. I can’t believe didn’t think much of brother Bruce’s boasting about Lord Ning Shi’s power before. ”

“Big brother Bruce is so powerful. How could the Lord he follows be an ordinary person?”

Hearing everyone praise boss Ning Shi, Bruce showed an expression of pride.

He looked at his arm, which was attached to the divine weapon, the butterfly longbow.

“Father, we’ve already missed the best timing to submit. We should still stay in the Starry Hills.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely exterminate the Kambia family and occupy the entire Kambia dukedom to take revenge for our tribe!”

“At that time, our entire clan will submit to Lord Ning Shi!”

Engo was dumbfounded. He did not expect Bruce to refuse to move.

Bruce’s idea was simple. He wanted to move before because Duohuang had not been unified and Ning Shi needed help. He didn’t want to move now because Ning Shi had already gained a firm foothold.

If the half-elves went over at this time, they would not make any contributions and would instead be suspected of currying favor with the powerful.

Seeing his father’s sullen expression, Bruce said with confidence, “Don’t worry, father. With me around, the tribe will definitely get better and better.”

“Lord Ning Shi and I have a very good relationship, and Duohuang will always be our way out. If we encounter any difficulties in our survival, we can move over at any time.”

Upon hearing Bruce’s promise, Engo didn’t push further. The future belonged to the young, and it was time for an old man like him to return to his divine kingdom.

The capital of the Ole Empire, Tiger City.

Tiger King Palace, Tiger Might Hall.

The king of the Ole Empire, Acker Tygore, was sitting on the throne. Below him, the Minister of Military Affairs, Javid, was kneeling on the ground.

Unlike Joerger, Acker was a new king who had just ascended the throne five years ago. He was only 34 years old, an age where he was young and full of ambition.

It was as if there was an engine in his throat, and his voice rang like a great bell when he spoke.

“Alright, Javid, you can get up. Even if you kneel to death here, you can’t change the fact that the Eastern Expedition Army has been defeated.”

Acker’s ascension to the throne was largely due to the support of the Minister, Javid.

For the past five years, the two of them had worked together seamlessly and trained the Empire’s army to be extremely powerful.

In this defeat, Acker had first summoned Javid alone to discuss countermeasures. By doing so, he was trying to save him some face, and had no intention of blaming him.

Javid was aware of this, but he still pretended to kneel down and admit his mistake before standing up and saying, “Your Majesty, the situation is out of control.”

“Duohuang City was equipped with magic core cannons and tall city walls. It was extremely difficult to attack on flat terrain.”

“Unless we mobilize an army of tens of thousands of griffins and coordinate with more than 200000 ground kamikaze troops, we might be able to take them down in one fell swoop. We can use the ground troops to deplete the firepower of the magic core cannons while the griffin army in the sky launches a surprise attack.”

“However, this way, the army will suffer great losses.”

Acker didn’t say anything. As the ruler of a country, he wouldn’t act rashly just because of a moment of success or failure.

In his eyes, the army was just a chess piece in his hand.

Javid tried to figure out the king’s thoughts and carefully said, “Your Majesty, I don’t think it’s worth it to expend too many troops just to take down Duohuang.”

“Our main forces need to deal with the pressure from Brad and Elven Empires. We’ve already lost more than 100000 soldiers, so we should stop the losses in time.”

Acker didn’t directly answer if they should send troops to retaliate. Instead, he asked, “I heard that Ning Shi, the City Lord of Duohuang City, was recruited by the third Prince of Brad, Alesia?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. It’s precisely because of this that I’ve proposed to send troops with the elves.”

“Send a diplomatic mission to acknowledge Ning Shi’s position as the City Lord of Duohuang,” Acker said expressionlessly. “If he’s willing to submit to the Empire, he’ll be directly conferred the title of Marquis of Duohuang. He can also be granted all the land between our western border city and Duohuang.”

There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. Acker believed that as long as he offered a high enough price, Ning Shi would give up the little Prince Alesia and turn to him, the king.

Ning Shi being able to repel the 300000 men alliance army meant that he was worth being roped in.

Acker had always been very generous with talents.

Brad Empire’s capital, Lion City, Polycoria Palace, Three-eyed study room.

King Joerger put down the news briefing in his hand and said to the guard beside him, “Garen, how’s the situation on Alesia’s side?”

Garen was extremely burly, and his muscles were bulging, making his armor look bloated.

“Your Majesty, everything is going well with His Highness Alesia. Ever since he received the Lionheart Blade, he has completed many arrangements according to your plan.”

“As for taming the City Lord of Duohuang City, Ning Shi, it was a complete accident.”

Joerger laughed, his white beard moving even though there was no wind, and his expression was somewhat proud.

“I’m in a high position and am watched by countless eyes. I could only take the risk and guide my less noticed Alesia to obtain the Lionheart Blade and work for me in the dark.”

“It’s just that this son of mine is too good for nothing. Even now, he probably still thinks that he’s succeeded in making me a mere figurehead, and is secretly pleased with himself.”

Joerger stroked his beard and sighed, “If Alesya had the ability of Lord Ning Shi, I would be much more relaxed.”

Since it involved the king’s family matters, Garen did not comment. He maintained his precious silence.

“Tell Alesia that Ning Shi can be made the Marquis of Duohuang, and his land will be the entire deserted north plains.”

“Even if Ning Shi is already a bloodline servant, we still have to treat him with respect and preserve his dignity. We can’t be too harsh on such talents.”

Garen bowed in acknowledgment and left with the order.

In the Moon God Palace in Biyue City, Silverdew received the news that the Full Moon Army had retreated. She did not blame Olicia, who was kneeling on the ground and asking to resign.

“Olicia, you’ve done well. You’ve avoided the unnecessary sacrifices of the army. As for your request to resign from the army, I don’t agree. Why don’t you temporarily put down the army and make a trip to Duohuang as an envoy?”

“If Ning Shi is willing to hand over the remaining surviving star elves, not only will we acknowledge his position as the City Lord of Duohuang City, but we will also help him establish a duchy.”

Neither Silverdew nor Joerger mentioned Anjelo’s death. In their positions, weighing benefits had become their instinct, and kinship was only a decoration.

Following the reactions of the various forces, Ning Shi received a system notification.

[You’ve defeated 300000 soldiers belonging to the allied troops of the two empires and gained the recognition of the three empires. You’ve completed main task 4. Experience points +2 million. The maximum number of servants has increased to 10000. You’ve received a bloodline armor blueprint.]
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