Three days later, Horsens left with two hundred barrels of corpse oil and a large amount of sweet potatoes, almost every one of those orcs carried the maximum amount of supplies they could physically bear, and the orcs took as many worthless corpses and sweet potatoes as possible, because except for the designated items that Horsens asked them to carry, the rest of the income belonged to individuals, and there were only two of the most scarce in the quarry, that is, fuel and food. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Kuz very generously told Horsens and all the orcs in the quarry that as long as they could carry it, no matter how many potatoes and corpses they could take, it would be fine, and finally Kurtz gave Horsens two large bundles of vermicelli.

Horsens took with him nearly one hundred and thirty orc overseers, and they returned to the North Gully Quarry with corpse oil on their backs to make a batch of well-made oil furnaces, and also went to the surrounding mines to tell the mine owners the news of their drowning, and we agreed that as soon as Kuz returned from Gruuddin with the grain team, the construction of the wall would officially begin.

Watching Horsens' team move away in the swamp of drowning, the orc overseers who remained were secretly relieved. This time, Horsens didn't take all the orc overseers who were in charge of guarding the grey dwarf slaves. The reason is that almost more than ninety percent of the Raitu tribe are female orcs.

It was difficult for them to accept the work of directing the gray dwarf slaves with a leather whip and guarding the gray dwarf slaves. The battle with the grey dwarf king Barente on the outskirts of Gruudin Town has not long passed. Many of the Raitu warriors would prefer to have these grey dwarf slaves put to death, regardless of whether the grey dwarves can work or not, because their hearts are deeply imprinted with the terrifying appearance of the grey dwarves holding copper hammers.

Almost all of the orcs were reluctant to communicate with the filthy grey dwarf slaves, so nearly a third of the orc overseers were left behind by Horsens. These hands were borrowed from Horsens, and the clever Horsens agreed without hesitation.

And those orc overseers are used to being easy and free in the Raitu tribe. The temperament has long been wild, and returning to the North Gully Quarry is not good news for them. They were also worried about whether they would continue to starve after they returned, so the orc overseers who were left behind were secretly happy, while the orc overseers who were selected by Horsens to go back were a little sad.

...... Beautiful Dividing Line......

I've gotten busier, and now I have a big headache that I have to do, and that's teaching Kuz to count. Otherwise, how can a tribal chief like him manage the Raytu tribe, and his tribe is destined to become more powerful in the future. Therefore, it is imperative to learn primary school mathematics well, so that you can manage the property of the tribe well, know the population of the tribe, and so on. This guy is a natural stupid person, and sometimes he can make me angry, and I really want to smash the stone pen in his face and make him get out of my tent, but seeing Kuz's aggrieved and pitiful appearance, I relented a little. Probably in front of old Kuru, Kuz had never studied knowledge so diligently. He's the kind of guy who can't snap his fingers enough. People who take off their shoes and count their toes.

Every day I would have someone prepare some straw rope and a bundle of stakes. I carried a straw rope on my back, and Kuzi carried a stake and a sledgehammer to the top of the dirt slope, and around the village of Laitu, I made two huge rings with straw ropes. Every five meters, a stake is driven into the earth. The stakes are then connected with straw ropes. Every morning for the past few days, I have been nailing a bundle of stakes and tying a bundle of straw ropes. It's on top of this circular dirt slope. Kutz and I measured the length of the entire wall little by little, drawing the baseline of the wall in the form of ropes and stakes. The whole rope encircled land is like a racetrack. Building the walls is not a simple task. I will also build corner towers, arrow towers, caves for hidden soldiers, women's walls, and so on on on the ten-meter-wide wall, and I will tell Kuz about them one by one. Afraid that he would not be able to remember, he drew it in the form of a pattern on ordinary parchment.

Although Kutz is very good at arithmetic, he can quickly learn to memorize this architectural knowledge in combination with simple diagrams.

The two of us buried the sealed box full of magic scrolls under the tent with our own hands. When we returned to Gurudin, we didn't plan to take those big wooden boxes with us. The maids Asakusa and Ella have gradually entered the state of chieftain, they have begun to take charge of the daily affairs of the Raitu tribe, every time I see Ella's daughter, I will take out some delicious food from my pocket and give it to her, this little girl is very cute, I still remember her poor little appearance when she was at the bottom of the Night Wolf Cliff Mountain.

...... Beautiful Dividing Line......

Viru and his party returned to the Raitu tribe a few days later, and if it weren't for the desire to wait for them, we would have set out long ago. They still like to return late so much, seeing Sister Guoguo's dusty face, her face was full of exhaustion, and she smiled when she saw me, Sister Guoguo is not very good-looking, but she is better than her snow-white skin and very plump figure. She stood on the top of the slope on a crimson Guborian horse, her cone cap blown off by the wind from her magical robes, and her long hair fluttering like a broom-riding witch coming out of an ivory tower.

She waved softly at me with her staff, and I was teaching Kuz arithmetic on the wooden table outside the tent, and Kuz was so excited that she cried when she saw Sister Guoguo on the top of the slope. It's not that he has deep feelings for Sister Guoguo, but he doesn't need to learn those terrible numbers today.

Viru was still the same, wrapped in linen from head to toe, revealing only a pair of cold, piercing eyes, and even the scorching bow was wrapped tightly by him, wrapped in tattered strips of cloth, like a dried mummy. At this time, his body was covered with the heads of the swamp corpse king, all hung together with a rope made of tough sword-winged stems and grass, and it looked like a bunch of green grapes hanging from him, and I don't know how he survived the stench of corpses. The fingers he stretched out were all green, and the heads of these corpse kings were stained with a large amount of corpse poison, and he was still sitting on the Gu Bolai horse so calmly, his whole body was exuding corpse poison all the time, and that posture made me feel cool.

I don't know how many zombies they've killed and how many death scythes they've hunted in the past few days, and I don't understand why these orcs of the Blood Wolf Clan are talking about it. The Death Scythes, who forced dozens of tribes to leave their homeland, turned out to be for the Storm Chaser Adventure Band. It simply means more wealth.

In fact, I also asked Horsens this question sideways before. That's why orcs are so afraid of the Death Scythe in the Death Swamp? Horsens' answer to me is that even those orc warriors and hunters who have completed the Trials and are recognized by the Warrior Guild or Elder's Guild will be very vulnerable to casualties when they enter the Death Swamp. Even though the orc warriors were very powerful, they were basically helpless against the Death Scythe that liked to hide in the shadows, and those shamans regarded the Death Swamp as a forbidden area for life, and only high-level hunters dared to enter the Death Swamp in groups. I think the reason is that I don't know much about these death scythes, and I don't know much about them, so I think they are so terrible!

Strongbach carried a bundle of white bone scythes behind his back. The orcs were particularly fond of bone weapons, and the twenty or so death scythes were like bundles of dry firewood, which were carried by Jonbach very casually behind his back, and when he saw me, he grinned at me with his teeth bared, and his teeth were very white. The bags on both sides of his body were bulging and he didn't know what he was carrying, forcing him to ride on the Gubolai horse in a very uncomfortable position.

But these are not all their gains, this time the harvest of the Storm Chaser Adventure Group. It was more than I expected.

Dozens of sturdy unicorn bison are all attached nose rings made of fine iron, but I think the closed-loop workmanship of these temporary iron chisels is very rough, not even round at all. The nose rings were tied together with a tough white-ringed vine, and Tia was holding the first bison in the front. The whole herd of bison followed Tia. They looked exhausted, grinding forward very slowly, and even a few of the bison were covered in whip marks.

Both Yue Lun and Duolun Lie became shepherds at this time. Both men held long whips high in their hands and threw them into the air fiercely. The earth-shattering sound of "popping". A bountiful harvest always makes people feel happy, and each of them has joy on their faces. Until this moment, after they were ambushed by wolves and harpies at the Night Wolf Cliff Pass, the haze left in their hearts completely dissipated. I think they've made up for all the lost supplies this time.

"Hey, look what I've brought you!" shouted Tia as she happily shook her whip in her hand.

When the group entered the village, the one-horned bison were also herded in, and they watched as they were bloodstained with whip marks, sweat dripping from their wet fur, and their nostrils were constantly panting, like an old wind box, whirring and whistling.

I stood beside the one-horned bison that Tia was leading, and it looked more like the rhinoceros of my own world, with a sharp one-horn on its skull between its nose and eyes, and according to its size, it weighed more than a thousand pounds, and its limbs were thicker than my waist, and I could not reach its fat lips when I raised my arms on tiptoe.

Many idle orcs have surrounded them, and these orcs of the blood wolf clan are very heroes of worship. They have a lot of respect for the people in these Wind Chaser adventure groups, and even after Kig had spent some time in the Raidu tribe, the orcs of the Raidu tribe even felt that these adventurers and magicians were very kind and generous people.

With Qige's subtle guidance, the orcs of the Laytu tribe slowly began to know how to communicate with people and know who needed their help the most, just like Viru at this time, when they saw that Viru was covered with the head of the corpse king, they tried to surround it. They pulled out their cloth bags and showed Viru the hammer and dagger at their waists, signaling that they had the ability to chisel open the heads of these hard corpse kings and remove the magic cores inside.

These honest tribal orcs are very trustworthy, and if they are asked to chisel the zombie head, they will never lose one of the cores, and sometimes they will even be more careful than Viru himself. Viru casually took out his money bag and pulled out a handful of silver coins from it. However, the orcs standing in front of him seemed to disdain these silver bells, and Viru turned his head slightly helplessly, and glanced at Jonbach beside him.

Jonbach exhaled, shrugged helplessly, and untied the pockets on both sides of the Gubolai horse, revealing a large piece of beef jerky inside. The orc warriors standing on the side exclaimed and took the two packets of jerky, looking very excited, and nodded at Viru repeatedly.

Kuz and I watched speechlessly as Viru threw the corpse king's heads on the ground. Ride the Gubolai Trail from afar.

"Az, you should spread the knowledge of coins to your tribe. At least let these women know the importance of money!" I said speechlessly, don't face these big money bells. As long as there are two bags of jerky, I also seem helpless, they probably don't know that the silver hammer that Viruna grabbed at hand can actually exchange for more jerky.

Kuz asked me incomprehensibly: "Let them know what to do, they just need to be obedient, like them can usually work diligently, and can take up arms to fight swamp zombies or gray dwarves, isn't that good, I can't ask more of them." It's my duty to protect them!"

I said in my heart: they still need your protection? Don't you see their fierce appearance with the short spear of the demon antelope horn? These women have gradually transformed into warriors of the beast tribe, and their hearts are slowly breeding strong self-confidence and strong will to fight, and one day, you will be proud of them.

I raised my face to Tia and said, "How did you come up with the idea of driving a herd of bison back, are these guys very disobedient and have suffered a lot along the way? Is it because of these big guys that you came back so late?"

Tia put away the whip in her hand, jumped down briskly from Gubolai, and handed the white-ringed vine that was holding the bison in her hand to Geril, who had just come by. He looked extremely tired and said: "It's just that your sister Guoguo is worried that you are in the Laitu tribe, and you are also eating sweet potatoes with Kuzi and them, and you are very willful to catch these guys from far away and drive them back. You know how hard it took us to catch so many live unicorns. These big guys were so powerful and short-tempered that more than half of the bison went berserk and died on the way. Now I'll give you your beef. It's mission accomplished!"

Gerille looked at the big guys who were tied together by the white-ringed vines beside him with some confusion, these one-horned bison were in a very bad state. It should be that I didn't eat or drink all the way here, and my physical fitness has reached the limit.

"Have the women put up a pen around them. Put these bison in the pen first!" said Kuz, seeing that I didn't want to pay attention to the cattle at all, to Geril. Gerille really listened to Kuz's words, and immediately began to study how to take the tall one-horned bison away.

At this time, Sister Guoguo jumped down from Gubolai, walked slowly to my side, supported my armpits with both hands, lifted me high, showed deep longing on her face, looked up at me with her eyes squinted and said, "I brought you back good news, do you want to hear it first?"

"I think you should take a hot shower and get a good night's sleep. I reached out and put my arms around her snow-white neck, and got into her dusty arms, her arms were still so soft, and I thought about why every time, I was able to refuse Qige's invitation, and insisted on following Sister Guoguo back to her hometown, maybe it was such an embrace, such a soft breath.

I buried my head in her white ear and whispered to her, "You can't always leave me like this every time, I don't know when you'll be back!"

"Okay, okay! This is the last time, next time, I will definitely find a way to bring you! I really have good news for you!" Sister Guoguo didn't pay any attention to the other people around her, she didn't even say hello, she walked directly to her tent with me, walked a few steps and stopped, turned back to Kuzi and said, "Az, ask your women to prepare a big bucket of hot water for me and send it to my tent......"

After saying that, he walked away with me without looking back. This is Sister Guoguo, a domineering female magician, here she doesn't need to give face to anyone, more than half of the orcs in the tribe have to salute unconsciously when they see her, because once in battle, her magic has helped those orcs and even saved their lives!

At this time, I suddenly had a feeling that the magicians of the auxiliary system were also very majestic.

The aura on Sister Guoguo's fingers kept flickering: "Wind Walking" and "Light Body Technique" wrapped the two of us. When she recited the incantation, her tone was very soft, and the speed of her speech was very rhythmic, as if she were reciting an ancient poem, and the concentration and devotion were deeply written on her face. It is said that this is an academic recitation, and I don't even feel any movement of Sister Guoguo's fingers, nor do I feel the magic pattern circle she drawn, but the magic has turned into a circle of light and enveloped the two of us.

It is said that releasing a spa treatment on a person who is physically fit can make that person feel good!

Whether it's true or not, I don't know, but I know I'm having a lot of fun at the moment! )