And at the same time, the other side.

After some time, the fox people who abandoned the original camp and established a new camp in a new place.

The food they stole before, as long as they save a little food, is enough to support their lives for a while.

However, the atmosphere in the whole new camp was more solemn than ever.

The previous battle had left them with heavy casualties.

No one thought that under the premise that they had such a big advantage in numbers.

And that group of kobolds will kill so many people.

Among them, the opponent's weapons and equipment undoubtedly occupy a large part.

Carefully caressing the cold edge of the short spear in his hand.

The weapon was unbelievably sharper.

Accidentally, the fox man who stroked the edge of the blade only felt a pain in his fingertips.

The sharp edge had left a cut in its finger.

Scarlet blood poured out of the opening.

This weapon is terrifying.

The bone spear in their hands was simply tattered compared to this short spear.

How the hell did those kobolds make such a terrible weapon?

Just when the fox man was thinking so.

A slightly old voice rang out.

At this time, it was the patriarch of their fox clan who spoke.

They are the fox people who are one of the few orcs whose elders are in power.

Otherwise, if it were replaced by other orc tribes, the old patriarch would have been replaced by the younger clansmen.

In the process of replacement, it may be neatly unscrewed off the head.

Now for the main topic.

Their old patriarch had lost his last child in the previous battle.

It has always been calm and wise, but at this time it has basically lost its mind, and it keeps roaring there, trying to gather strength to avenge its children.

And several other elders of the clan were desperately trying to dissuade it.

Truth be told, it's a farce.

"You have also seen the strength of those kobolds, it is impossible for us to beat those kobolds, patriarch, calm down!"

"Then tell the boar people where their camp is! Those kobolds can't be the match of the boar people! ”

The patriarch of the fox clan shouted viciously.

As a result, as soon as he finished saying this, the Great Elder of the Fox Man sitting next to him spoke with a headache on his face.

"Don't be stupid, before that happens, those stupid pigs will break our necks! Have you forgotten how we swindled food from them before? ”

A group of old foxes in every sense of the word argued there.

The fox man, who was playing with the short spear, shrank back.

It is the new elder of the clan and the youngest of the presbyterians.

In other words, they don't have much to say.

At this time, let the patriarch and the great elder quarrel slowly, and it is better not to get involved.

Gradually, however, it suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Because it found that those eyes didn't know when they all fell on it.

Then, I saw a big bearded elder asking it with a kind face......

"Cassin, what do you think?"

Faced with this question, Cassin's facial muscles twitched visibly.

These old things don't usually ask for their advice on anything.

Now when I encounter this kind of.

But one by one, they were all pushed away, and then they were pushed out.

Of course, this can only be thought about in the heart, and it must not be said.

After pondering in his heart, Cassin spoke cautiously......

"We might as well give all the weapons and equipment we have stolen to the Great Chief, and let the Great Chief protect us, so that the threat of the Boar People is nothing."

"After that, tell the big chief about the kobolds, as long as the big chief is interested in these weapons and equipment, he will naturally gather forces to kill them......"

As soon as these words were spoken, the fox elders were silent for a while.

Originally, I just wanted to throw out a troublesome problem.

No one thought that Cassin would actually come up with a solution for them.

Even the patriarch and the great elder, who were still arguing a moment ago, all showed a thoughtful expression.

Apparently pondering the feasibility of this matter.

Immediately after, I heard the patriarch ask a question.

"So, who's going?"

As he spoke, the eyes fell on it again.

"Cassin, you are the youngest of us, and since you proposed this plan, it is up to you to meet the Great Chief."

"Grass! These old things!! ”

Cassin, who has a calm face on the surface, is crazy inside.

Meet the Great Chief, it's simple.

But the tribe of the Great Chief is in the deepest part of the bitter cold.

This trip will take months, to say the least.

The journey alone is difficult enough.

Not to mention the fact that you have to pass through the territory of multiple orc tribes along the way.

Among them are the Boar People tribe who were cheated out of their food in the first place!

The boarmen now don't hesitate to break their necks or smash them into meat sauce whenever they see them!

Hell, however, the old stuff had no intention of asking for its opinion.

They had already made up their minds about it before it could say anything.

It is clear that it cannot refuse.

Returning to his lodgings, Cassin slammed the wooden bowl containing water into the ground.

Take this opportunity to vent the fire in your heart.

But this matter is a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to vent it.

Thinking about what to do next is the first thing to do.

However, the devil knows what to do!!

Their fox clan is weak, and they have always been afraid to avoid the area where the strong clan gathers.

He even hid in the outer area in one go.

Ask it how to get to the Great Chief?

How does it know?!

This time, maybe before it meets the big chief, it will die on the way!

He scratched at the hair on his head.

At this time, Cassin was simply annoyed and headache.

However, the old stuff didn't give it a chance to grind at all.

The next morning, I had already helped it pack up and salute.

He even chose twenty fox men for it as guards.

Then he sent it out of the camp with an enthusiastic face.

Turning his head to look at the old things waving at the entrance to the camp.

Cassin's facial muscles twitched, and at the same time, he swore in his heart......

"Old thing, you'd better not fall into my hands in the future!!"

With no way back, gritting his teeth, Cassin walked away with twenty guards and weapons and equipment to be presented to the Great Chief.

I look forward to the day when I can come back and look good at these old things!

With such an obsession, Cassin went farther and farther.

The team gradually disappeared at the end of the frozen soil.

(End of chapter)