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.
To be continued...