Mountains on the edge of the world, rabid dog trails.

A special convoy was marching along the narrow mountain path, and along the way, the noisy sound startled countless birds in the woods on both sides, and their wings flew high.

It's special because the convoy is made up entirely of greenskins, and it's clear that they've just gone through a fierce battle, or they're scarred or bloodied.

Leading the way ahead were hundreds of orc macho men, most of whom were wearing outsized clothes and weapons that looked very awkward, but they didn't care, they just talked and laughed loudly, and the warriors who were the loudest would occasionally pick up the trophy at their waists, a hideous beast-man head, to show off.

Not only did these orcs have trophies, but behind the dozen or so wagons crawling with little farts were goblin boys in a loose line, and almost all of them had one or two monster heads with small horns hanging from them, although they were much smaller than the orcs, but they were enough to brag about for a while.

These goblins are the most numerous, but the equipment on them is relatively uniform, although they are all rudimentary, but at least they can be regarded as an army.

In addition to the troops on foot, around the convoy were a number of night goblins riding cave Squigg, their crotch cuties were also good at making noise, and they kept screaming with their big mouths full of sharp teeth and harassing them.

In stark contrast to these not-so-grumpy Squiggs, the spider riders at the back of the line, the least numerous, but as silent as ghosts in the woods, yet ubiquitous.

That's right, this is the convoy of the "Broken Claw Tribe" that has just won the battle, and in order to prevent accidents on the way, the black-hearted goblin lord left Fetanburg despite the fatigue of his men, and rushed back day and night.

The reason is naturally that the dozen or so carriages in the middle are loaded with various materials worth up to 100,000 gold kroner, which is another big harvest of their current harvest.

They are also one of the important reasons why Stone is desperate to gamble the future of the entire tribe to help humanity fight this battle.

As mentioned before, regarding the blueprint of a hundred years later, how to resist the invasion of the Chaos army, and how to prevent the destruction of the world, Shishi's decision was to take the most reliable but bumpy path that he himself thought was the most reliable.

In order to realize this idea, he must use all available resources in the limited time he has at his disposal to create a new force that has never appeared before in Warhammer history.

The first step in this grand ideal is to find an alliance with a civilized social force in the border prince's territory, even if it is only temporary, for the simple reason that even the system has come to mind with him, and that is trade.

If you just bury your head in farming and don't deal with any external forces, even if you have a powerful system, the "Broken Claw Tribe" that is still in the primitive society of the Stone Age will never be able to create a space ancient garbage and kill all enemies in just one hundred years.

Only by first obtaining a large amount of resources and materials from the existing civilized society through trade, can the stone use a little knowledge of his previous life to help the tribe achieve overtaking in the corner, enter a more advanced society in advance, and master more advanced technology, so that it can have the capital to absorb other forces and other races to fight chaos together.

If you only rely on your own tribe, you can't even make a hammer if you rely on these green skins who only know how to fight and kill.

It's true, to build a warhammer, the most important thing is metal, and this territory has it, and with the establishment of the "mine", Ironforge can now produce about 100 tons of iron ore per year, which is a hundred units in the system.

But then there is no egg, iron alone is useless, and coal is needed.

Logging and charcoal? The efficiency is outrageously low, and the temperature is not easy to master.

What to do? An indispensable resource like coal, even if it is a green-skinned Dafa, cannot be created out of nothing, and can only be obtained through trade or plunder.

The choice of stone was the former, and just when he was in dire need of a trade partner, Fetanburg appeared.

The fortress was simply perfect, both in terms of its own geographical location and its awkward position in the human society of the Frontier Princes, it could not have been more suitable for the stone.

That's why he made a desperate bet and took everyone with him to bet on this.

It turned out that he had made the right bet, not only mastering a channel for trading with the outside world, but also obtaining a large number of scarce resources and goods without spending a penny.

As for how long this trade deal that has just been signed will last, Stone is not worried, as long as it starts, he has a way to continue.

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It took five days for the convoy of the Broken Claw tribe to finally reach the mountain pass north of the territory, and when they saw this familiar forest, many of the boys knew that they had arrived home.

But before going home, there is still a problem to be solved, and that is how to get these carriages in.

In order to hide the large wasteland and territory behind the woods, Stone deliberately kept the woods, and it turned out that he was right.

In the past few years, except for the earliest High Elf who stumbled into it by mistake, and the greenskin of the "Red Fang Tribe" came once under the leadership of Skip, no one else has discovered this paradise that belongs to the stone, and the "Broken Claw Tribe" has been able to develop smoothly and survive the weakest and most dangerous time.

Now that he saw the jungle again, Stone changed his mind and secretly made up his mind that when he returned this time, he would put that plan on the agenda.

As for the predicament in front of him, he had already prepared, first asking his men to drive the carriage to a clearing at the edge of the forest, and everyone dispersed and stood guard all around.

Not only that, but he also had to lead the cavalry to turn around and reconnoiter in the direction they came, and if they found someone following behind, they would solve it on the spot.

The lord of Fetanburg, nicknamed "White Fox", was not an easy character to deal with, so he might have sent someone to follow him, and if he found out that the goods were actually not far from him, he probably would have some kind of moth.

Before, the stone dared to threaten him like that, saying that he would attack all the caravans that came and went, that is, on the premise that he did not know the location of his own territory.

If he found out that "Orgrimmar" and "Ironforge Fort" were actually so close to Fetanburg, in order to save 100,000 gold coins a year, he was afraid that this Matthew City Lord would gather a large army and kill himself at all costs, once and for all.

In order to prevent happiness and sorrow from happening, the stone had to be careful.

When all his men had dispersed, and there was nothing strange around him, he turned over and dismounted, and got into each carriage in turn, and when he came out, the wheels of the cart, which had been pressed low, had risen a lot, for only one reason, and all the goods that were full of goods were gone.

In addition to food, spices, containers, oil and other daily necessities, as well as the coal just mentioned, it was the first thing in the purchase list that Stone gave to Rep, and he asked Rep to buy all the coal on the market in Fetaburg to prepare for going back to the furnace to make iron.

Household goods accounted for a quarter of the wagons, coal accounted for half, and there were a few left, loaded with golden goods.

This time the agreement was signed too quickly, and the goods on the market in Fetenburg were limited, so when Rep bought and bought according to the list, he found that all the things he needed had been bought out by himself, but the gold coins were only half spent, and in the end, he had to load all the remaining 50,000 gold coins into the carriage in the gritted teeth of the city lord Matthew.

So in the last few cars, it turned out to be heavy gold.

So where did they all go?

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