From the Start, I Have an Army of One Hundred Thousand Humans

Ander transmigrated into a world of swords and magic. He expected to start with nothing, but instead got a royal flush right from the start: an army of 100,000 humans.

A knight corps and infantry that could sweep across the continent, priests and witches who spread divine grace, mortar squads and steam tanks that could breach city walls, and griffin units and dragonhawk warriors that ruled the skies.

An army of 100,000 with mixed troops, invincible and unstoppable. Who could stand against it?

"What? The Behemoth Orcs say humans are a branch of the ape race and that they have the right to rule?"

"The human kingdom is just a vassal of the Orc Empire, and the prince is proud of his orc bloodline?"

"What kind of joke is this? First-class orcs, second-class outsiders, third-class humans?"

He had only wanted to carve out a domain of his own and be an ordinary lord.

Ander never expected humanity to hold such a low status in this world, struggling to survive among the great races.

In that case, he wasn't going to hide it anymore. He would lay his cards on the table: he would become the Human Emperor and lead mankind to...

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