A wave of funding not only allowed William Zhang to keep the population of the elves, but also allowed him to brush up a wave of good prestige, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

This winter, because of William Zhang's existence, the life of the elves has undoubtedly become much better.

In comparison, as their good leaders, the dwarves who live in the southern hills are not so happy.

As is customary, before the onset of winter, the dwarves have already counted the food for the winter.

To put it simply, not enough!

Even if the whole clan saves money from the first day of winter, that little bit of food is enough for them to eat for more than two months at most, and it is still very reluctant to support it until the beginning of spring next year.

"Patriarch, there is not enough food, if it goes on like this, this winter, I'm afraid that many more clansmen will starve to death!"

In the rock-filled dwarven fortress, a bearded dwarf said to the dwarven patriarch sitting on the throne with a solemn face.

Hearing this, the dwarven patriarch Chatter Black Iron's face also sank significantly.

"Those long-eared guys in the north now have a flying beast, and if they attack rashly, we may pay an even more painful price."

As the patriarch of Chatea, how could he not know that there was not enough food for the winter?

But he wasn't a fool either, and the giant beast on the other side flew around the big forest every once in a while, clearly warning them.

The autumn and winter wars were fought for food.

And the food is so that his people under his command will not starve to death in winter!

But if for that little food, it makes their dwarves pay an even more painful price for casualties, then this move will be meaningless.

"What the hell! Where did those long-eared guys get reinforcements? I hadn't seen a giant beast like that in the past two years! ”

"Like, where the hell did those guys come from? It was absolutely impossible for them to be local, otherwise why didn't they see their shadow in the first two years? ”

"The problem now is how to make up for the lack of food."

On a noisy conference table, with the words of these words, the eyes of the dwarves fell on their patriarch one after another.

Feeling the gaze of his subordinates, Chate Black Iron exhaled a long breath in a deep manner, and then spoke......

"Go back and gather the good hunters in the clan, form a few hunting teams, and go to the east and south."

Winter is not without prey, and even to a certain extent, many animals that cannot hibernate in winter will come out to look for food, and among the dwarves, many dwarves are good hunters, and if you are lucky, the food gap should be able to make up for some of it.

Moreover, this winter has just begun, and during this time, there is basically no problem with food.

In other words, they have at least two months left to make up for the food shortfall.

And the food problem has been perfectly solved, and at the same time, there is no need to worry about the dark elves coming to raid the elves, this winter is undoubtedly quite comfortable.

Of course, it is limited to them, and William Zhang is not included......

"Sneeze !!"

A sneeze made William Zhang feel the urge to die.

"Yes, yes, the living environment here is too bad, right? Iverson, how do I feel like this house is leaking on all sides? ”

Wrapped in a thick winter coat, William Zhang rubbed his somewhat reddened nose, and while speaking, the whole person moved closer to the stove, with an obvious sickness on his face.

Well, he caught a cold.

Looking at William Zhang, who was chattering all the time because he disliked the living environment here, Iverson sighed helplessly.

Then I saw him tear open a disposable packaging bag, pour the particles in the bag into the cup, then pick up the boiling kettle, pour the boiling water that had just been boiled into it, and after stirring twice, handed it to William Zhang.

"Sir, drink the medicine."

William Zhang sucked his stuffed nose with an uncomfortable face, and took the soaked cold powder.

I have to say that for William Zhang, the residence of the elves here is really simple.

The house is barely sheltered from the wind and rain, but the ability to keep out the cold is really poor, a chill can penetrate from the outside of the house, and in some places, from time to time there will be a little cold wind in.

What's even worse is that there was a rain yesterday, and then the cold wind of winter blew, and the clammy and cold feeling instantly penetrated into the bones, which simply killed him.

If it weren't for their wave of coming over with a stove and winter clothes to keep out the cold, William Zhang probably wouldn't have been able to survive this day.

But if you really want to say how bad the conditions are here, in fact, it is not likely.

When they were out on the expedition back then, when the conditions were worse than this, there were more of them, and they didn't see William Zhang so disgusted.

To put it bluntly, it's because he's sick and uncomfortable.

After blowing two mouthfuls of hot air, William Zhang, who drank the cold powder, smacked his lips, it was the taste of banlan root, but there was nothing difficult to say.

William Zhang, who had finished drinking the medicine, was about to lie back on the bed to rest, but at this moment, the door outside was knocked on by a 'tuk tuk'.

Needless to say, Iverson went over to open the door.

I saw that it was Syurk who came at this time.

After learning the news of William Zhang's illness, no matter what the reason, Schurk had to come over to visit.

After entering the house, the temperature rose significantly, making Schurk even more curious about the stove.

Although the elves have similar things, their heating capacity is obviously not comparable to this.

At the same time, since this time I came to visit the patient, of course, I couldn't come empty-handed, so I brought some fruit.

I have to say that the fruit is still good, after all, they are out on the expedition, and it is not easy to eat some fresh fruit, just so that William Zhang's illness can supplement a little vitamin, as for Schurk's proposal to let the local elf doctor help him take a look at this matter, William Zhang politely refused.

How is the development of their elven clan's medical industry, as the elven king, William Zhang, can he have points in his heart?

To put it simply, whether it is good or not, whether it is bad or not.

The good side is mainly reflected in the treatment of injuries, the elves sacrifice a healing spell down, basically, the general injuries can be handled, serious injuries? If you throw a few more shots, you can almost do it, but this healing spell is only responsible for healing injuries, not for healing!

Of course, their elven clan also has the profession of pharmacist, who is responsible for seeing patients, but the standard is relatively average.

His illness has been seen by the human military doctor who accompanied the army, and to put it bluntly, he accidentally caught a cold when the season changed.

Although it makes it difficult for him to die or live, in fact, it is not a serious illness, take medicine on time, and rest for five or six days, it will be almost fine.