King Chapter 498 - 498 84 The Strongest 'Uncle Soldier'1

498: Chapter 84, The Strongest ‘Uncle Soldier’_1 498: Chapter 84, The Strongest ‘Uncle Soldier’_1 Relaxed days are always brief.

While Hudson was engrossed in munching his lon, an awkward incident occurred.

When the Moxi People joyfully prepared to welco the Alliance’s reinforcents, the troops instead all went to the Alpha Kingdom.

The most embarrassing part was that nurous squads passed through their territory and were mistaken by the Moxi People for reinforcents sent by the Alliance.

They had even prepared a welcoming feast, but the old fellas still left.

Hudson was one of the witnesses at the scene.

The passing reinforcents, on average, were well over 80 years old, with many over 100 years old.

They were, indeed, a group of “old soldier grandpas”.

Even though they were of decent strength, they probably wouldn’t live much longer.

They must not want to die in their beds and wish to give it all one last ti while they still can.

Even if there are so loopholes in the rumor of the Longevity thod, for a group of drowning people, it is worth grasping at the last straw.

The participants in this operation were not only the strongn.

So ordinary knights sneaked into the team.

It was to make a final effort before death and also to bring the last bit of heat to their clans.

Dying on the battlefield fighting Orcs is much more honorable than dying at ho.

Not only do they have a legacy to leave behind, they would also fulfill their recruitnt duties.

After all, facing an Orc Empire doesn’t require the Human Race to give it their all.

Partial mobilization is sufficient.

With the increase in the number of reinforcents, Hudson, of course, was happy.

Regardless of their intentions, as long as they were on the battlefield, they would contribute substantially to the fight against the Orcs.

Deep down, Hudson suddenly hoped the Bimon Emperor would not et with an accident now.

As long as the Bimon Emperor was alive, the nobles who coveted the Longevity thod would not give up.

Even if he returned to his stronghold, the Human Alliance’s troops would pursue him.

Maybe the persistent problem of the Orc Empire could be eliminated all at once.

Without the great enemy of the Orcs, the Northern Border’s land would no longer be a hot potato, despite its barrenness.

It would be natural for the Kingdom to reclaim its lost Northern territories.

It wouldn’t be impossible to further expand a dozen more provinces.

Of course, it would be impossible to eat such a good cake all by oneself.

Either a large-scale land exchange would be carried out, with the Alpha Kingdom’s territory moving north,

Or several major powers within the Human Alliance would support new countries in the north and place their offspring there.

In terms of territorial area, the Orc Empire was not small.

It was larger than the combined territories of over a dozen human nations in the north.

It was nearly one-third the size of the entire human territory.

Although many of these lands were difficult to develop and utilize, the remaining land was enough for everyone to share.

Against the backdrop of the enlarged cake, Hudson, as one of the main contributors, had a ninety-nine percent chance of receiving a Count’s land grant.

The more feasible it seed, the more he wanted to implent it.

When it ca ti to execute the plan, Hudson awkwardly found that he seed powerless to do anything at present.

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At the Jade Palace, Caesar III held a grand banquet to welco the reinforcents from all over the continent.

The reinforced troops from the major powers far exceeded the minimum number stipulated in the alliance eting and surpassed Caesar III’s expectations.

He had expected that few hundred experts would be sufficient.

He had never thought that “a rumour” would bamboozle a large team of over twenty thousand people to co.

All participants were at least Interdiate Knights/Magicians, and there were more than eight hundred Earth Knights and Sorcerers, and even thirty-eight Sky Knights and seventeen Great Sorcerers.

If it weren’t experienced in person, no one would believe that so many strongn would gather at once.

Many of the strongn who were present were legends.

Many people thought they were already dead.

If it wasn’t for the “Longevity thod,” these old relics probably wouldn’t show their faces.

Frankly, besides a few long-lived races, no other powers on the continent could muster so many experts.

However, this was just a part of human strength.

It could be said that the depth of the supre power of the continent was thoroughly displayed here.

Although most of them were old and weak and their combat power had to be discounted, it was still a power beyond ordinary people’s imagination.

The title of the best cavalry soldier on the continent, or the best infantry soldier, were insignificant before this “Grandpas Group”.

Perhaps this force was not enough to exterminate the Orc Empire, but it was enough to breach the Bimon Royal Court’s power.

The population of the Bimon Tribe could not withstand these grandpas’ torture.

Enthusiastically hosting the group of “grandpas,” Caesar III’s smile never wavered.

Suddenly, his expression hardened as he awkwardly said, “Ancestor, you’re here too!”

The news of the Longevity thod was released to attract strongn to deal with the Orcs.

Regardless of other people, his own people were not in his bamboozle range.

“So many old friends have co.

How could I not go out to greet them?

All right, you go about your business.

Don’t disturb my reunion with my old friends.”

The old man said irritably.

Attuned to reading people’s expressions, Caesar III imdiately understood.

The old man was hinting that he wanted to talk after the banquet was over.

“Then you are free, I’ll go on.”

Saying that, Caesar III began to weave through the crowd again.

There were hundreds of guests at the banquet, representing hundreds of powers.