Leading the wolves to the beast pen outside the clan, saying that the beast pen is actually a crypt, and a fence is just being added outside, Izzy asks the blue-eyed wolf king how he feels.

The wolf king didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it was now full of meat.

Izzy noticed that there were not forty wolves in the pack, but more than 30 at most, and it was really unreliable to expect wolves to count.

Izzy asked the clan warriors to get a trailer of ogre corpses, and the eyes of the giant wolves immediately began to glow green, and they couldn't bear it.

Izzy didn't let them wait long, and Izzy, who was eating and watching the wolves, was disgusted, and hurriedly greeted and left.

He is not worried that the wolves will run away after eating and wiping them off, wolves are real animals in this world, and there are stupid food owners who take care of food and shelter, it is too late for them to be happy, why should they leave?

Returning to the clan's forge room, it was still so lively and hot, whether it was the atmosphere or the temperature.

Borgmash is directing the orcs to throw sorted ogre equipment into the furnace, and the molten metal flows through the furnace leak to the mold, and the metal ingots are progressing satisfactorily.

Izzy felt that there was nothing to worry about and was about to go somewhere else, but Bogmash called out to Izzy.

Izzy walked over, and Bogmash whispered:

"You see who I am, and you just ask me about my past?"

Izzy smiled, "Do you want me to ask?"

Bogmash thought for a moment and sighed: "I have nothing to hide. ”

As he spoke, he slowly recounted his story.

The Borgmash Tamer, the last chief of the Dragonroar ▪ Clan, a pathetic loser.

The current chief of the Dragonroar Clan is Zulushid, a young and strong Zuluhid who defeated the old and infirm Bogmash in a Margora.

And in order to humiliate him, Zuluhid spared the life of Bogomash, which can be said to be the ultimate humiliation for the orcs of this era.

Bogmash would never gain the respect of his people again, and he lost face, so he left the Dragonroar Clan, hoping that he would die in the wilderness, at least that way, so that his family would not be left out in the cold.

It's a pity that he didn't die, but it was even more tragic, he was captured by the ogre and became a slave, with his long combat experience, he won many gladiatorial battles alive, but the old orcs, fighting more rely on skill, so it was not much ornamental, and it didn't take long for the ogre to lock him in a dungeon and wait for death.

Just when Bogmash thought he would die humbly in the dungeon, the riot of Izzy and Kargas took place, and Bogmash watched the group of orcs, in order to crush his left hand freely, and the mark of the slave was gone, he felt that enthusiasm, he longed to be one of them, so now, he became an old miner of the Broken Hand Clan.

After listening to his story, Izzy pinched his chin, and this story can be summed up as a "miserable" word.

"Dragonroar Clan?" whispered Izzy to the clan, the Dragonroar Clan, a small but well-known clan that had tamed the ferocious two-headed wyverns, calling them Negor, meaning "Loyal Beasts".

Izzy had already figured out that if he could help restore the Bogomash chieftain status, the Dragonroar Clan would be part of his plan, which would mean they would have an extra air force that could spew fire and acid.

The only problem now is that the Borgomash himself does not have such a will, and it seems that the old orc just wants to be an old miner with broken hands, waiting for the day when he dies quietly.

Izzy decided to inquire about the current status of his family in the Dragonroar Clan, and Izzy speculated that Zuluhid had defeated the old chieftain and would keep the chieftain's family in the Dragonroar Clan.

"I see, Elder, you will keep a place in the Broken Hand Clan, and if I can, I will do my best to arrange for you to meet your relatives in the future, and if they want to come, I will have the Chief take them in. ”

"What are the names of your relatives?"

"Thank you, Chief Shaman, my daughter's name is Nakasa, and his companion's ▪ name is Necrus Skullcrusher. ”

"Necruz ▪ Skull Crusher?" Repeating the name, Izzy's face was calm, but his heart was already turbulent, Bogmash's son-in-law was the dragon roar orc warlock who enslaved the Red Dragon Queen Alexstasa with the artifact demon soul in the game's canonical history!

Nazzy's previous suspicion had to be overturned, and their family might be doing well in the Dragonroar Clan.

Izzy promised Bogmash to help him find out how his family was doing at the next Kshhag festival.

It's been a week since the festival of Kshhag, and in a few days, I'm sure Kargas and Lanteriso will be back.

After this painful lesson, the ogre could not come back to find trouble in the short term, the time for the development of the Broken Hand Clan had arrived, and Izzy originally felt that he didn't like the troubles that took care of this and that, but now it seemed that those troubles were nothing compared to war.

For a clan of a few hundred people, development is to allocate manpower, create resources, have enough materials, and then increase the population, which is like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger.

Izzy drew up a development plan for the Broken Hand Clan, which was very simple in three directions, food, soldiers, and people.

The people regard food as the sky, have food in their hands, and do not panic in their hearts.

A big fist is the last word, otherwise you can only be bullied in this world.

There is food and safety, what else can I say, family planning, as much food as you want, the more people, the more confident Izzy will be, I can't say, when I will also stage a single-handed, and kill the abyss lord Maloneos. (Why do I say again?)

Of course, everything is easier said than done, and if the plan goes well, the Broken Hand Clan can indeed grow rapidly.

"It's a pity that the rice has to be eaten one bite at a time, and no one can eat themselves fat at once. ”

They needed time, but Izzy knew that time might be exactly what the Broken Hand Clan lacked the most.

Izzy thought about it, but still felt that he had to make contact with the Warsong Clan, but fortunately, this matter was already in progress, just waiting for the Cagas to return after the festival.

Izzy calculated that it would take ten days for them to return, but they didn't expect Kagas to come back a week earlier, because the shaman of the Broken Hand Clan, that is, Izzy, didn't go, and they didn't have to wait for the shaman to see the soul of the ancestor before returning to the clan, so they left early.

When Izzy saw Kargas, he felt very ashamed, the clan of more than 500 people was handed over to him, and there were about 350 people left in the hands of Kargas.

Thinking of those once vivid lives, Izzy lowered his head:

"I'm sorry, chief, I failed you, the Broken Hand Clan has suffered heavy losses, please punish me. ”

Kargas was stunned for a moment:

"My friend, you look up at these warriors around you, you fought with them and killed ten times as many enemies as you, without you, the Broken Hand Clan would no longer exist, and in the face of such a great victory, I can't think of anything you did wrong. ”

After a pause, Kargas continued:

"On the contrary, it is I who is guilty, and the fact that I was eating, drinking, and merrymaking myself when my clan needed me the most, is a shame to me, and I am really not a worthy chief. ”

Izzy interrupted his self-reproach.

"You went to the festival because of my advice, and you didn't get into this fight because of me. ”

"You guys don't look like an orc!" Rantreso interjected.

Izzy and Kargas glared at him together, then smiled at each other.

"Let's get down to business, this Keshhag Festival, as you expected, the Warsong Clan is very interested in the ogre's supplies, and after the festival is officially over, they will send an envoy to negotiate this matter. ”

Izzy let out a long sigh: "There is finally good news, there has been a lot of bad news lately, and it almost makes me wonder if I am cursed." ”

"No, Izzy, you didn't understand what I meant, they are only interested in the ogre's supplies, they have nothing to do with us, they want us to provide us with information about the ogre, and then go hunt the ogre themselves, and then we will have nothing to do with it. ”

Izzy understood, and the translation was: "We're going to eat alone, and you just tell us that we can eat there." ”

"Hubris!Chuck, don't throw away the skeletons of the three giant Gorons, wait for the messengers of the Warsong Clan to come, make sure they can see it, and when they understand our strength, there will be no more thoughts of monopolizing. ”

A herald rushed in and spoke:

"The Chief Shaman of the Fireblade Clan and the Swordmaster Commander have come to visit, and they say they want to meet the Chief Shaman. ”

Izzy was pleasantly surprised, and he looked at Rantreso.

Rantreso smiled: "After all, I haven't seen you for several years, and after drinking more when we meet, I will miss some words, and besides, I can't hide your movements from those two." ”

Without saying a word, Izzy left the tent and ran to the gate, although he had lived in the Fireblade Clan for a few days a few months ago, Izzy's experience in the past few months made him desperate to see those familiar people.

Yushuro and Artur had been waiting for a long time at the gate when they saw Itch, who stopped running and walked slowly.

A small head came out from behind Mentor Artur, and it was Mogolin.

"Brother Ichi!"

The little one pounced in surprise, and Izzy reached out to take it.

"Good fellow, strength is growing again. ”

Putting down his silly brother, Izzy asked:

"How did you learn from Mentor Artur?"

"I'm good at learning," Izzy breathed a sigh of relief as he listened to Mogolin's slightly stammering accent.

Yushuro and Mentor Artur also came over.

The orc swordmaster put his hand on his child's shoulder, looking at his child's eyes full of kindness and pride.

"Very well done! ”

Izzy knew that Yushuro was talking about the Broken Hand Clan, and to be honest, he felt very happy in his heart, and the feeling of being recognized made Izzy feel satisfied.

"Thank you, father. ”