Niu Dali originally thought that it would be at least a week before the Grey Dwarf tribe moved over, but he completely underestimated the appeal of his few jars of inferior earth wine to the Grey Dwarves. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Several large jars of wine were drunk by the gray dwarves at once, and they almost fought in order to order the broken wine in the old cow's heart, and the gray dwarves who drank until they were slightly drunk agreed to take refuge in the lord of Modo Knight, and they moved over immediately.

Four days later, in the evening, more than 80 people of the gray dwarf tribe came to the village of Borg with a small number of belongings, and the patriarch of the gray dwarves, who was also Tabri's father, specially offered the treasure of their clan to Niu Dali, a short dwarven musket with a trumpet-shaped muzzle.

The old cow tried the so-called baby, and after putting more than two taels of damp gunpowder, a shot came out, and suddenly a choking black smoke was fired, and then a big stone fifty yards away was hit into a small pit, and the old cow with a sore face asked Hogan to put the baby away casually.

Fortunately, Niu Dali vacated a few rooms for the kobolds in advance, and let the gray dwarves live in, although it is said to be a little crowded, but it is warmer to squeeze, isn't it?

Most of the more than eighty gray dwarves are adult males, which means that Master Mo Duo has more than fifty good blacksmiths, and Lord Mo Duo, who is in a good mood, immediately said that everyone can let go of their bellies and drink the local wine at the evening reception banquet, which immediately caused everyone to cheer.

At the reception banquet that night, the gray dwarves starved to death and reincarnated like ghosts eating and drinking in the dead in embarrassment, which made the kobolds rise out of thin air the superiority of the Modo family.

Lao Niu was thinking about the original more than 300 kobolds plus the new gray dwarves, the population of the territory has reached 400, but there is still a long way to go from the 1,000 mark.

In addition, if the spring starts to make steel, it will cost a lot of people just to mine, as well as people who transport iron ore and coal, and people who cultivate after the opening of the village, roughly speaking, two 1,000 people will not be enough.

Niu Dali thought about it alone all night, and early the next morning, he divided the five kobolds and an ogre into a team, a full thirteen teams.

Each of the thirteen teams rushed to Siye with a plow of food and local wine, and their only task was to deliver the news that the generous Lord Modo in Borg Village had endless food and wine, and as long as they were willing to take refuge in Lord Modo, they could live comfortably this winter.

After the team left, Niu Dali took the rest of the people to clear the snow, the cold weather was freezing on the ground, and the hoe was just a white mark when digging down, until Niu Dali took out the long-cherished dragon tooth and dug a pit half a meter deep easily.

One by one, the shacks half-buried in the soil were erected, although they looked a little ugly, but this was the way to stay in the entire Black Stone Great Wasteland, simple and sturdy, as long as the wood fire was burned enough, it was relatively warm.

After a few days passed, people came to the door one after another, one or two people, all of whom were small tribes who had encountered the propaganda team, and sent people to come to see the situation.

Looking at the shabby messengers with clothes and fur bags like rice dumplings, still cold and blue, the old cow first let them eat and drink, and then opened the full warehouse for them to visit, and finally used the ultimate trick, the holy fox priestess Helena led them to pray to the god of war.

"Sir, I take care of you both physically and mentally. Looking at the messengers who went back to report the news, Lao Niu thought with emotion on his face.

The effect was obvious, and two days later, the nearest small tribe of sheep-headed people moved over, making Niu Dali instantly increase the population by more than fifty.

Then the rabbits, the kobolds, the centaurs, the pig-headed men...... One after another, small tribes flocked to the city, two or three hundred of the big ones and twenty or thirty of the small ones, and filled all the shacks that had been erected.

It wasn't until almost two months after the arrival of winter that this craze for refuge stopped, and Lao Niu estimated that all the small tribes of weak races within a radius of several hundred miles were concentrated here.

At this time, Lao Niu counted it, and the Bog Village now added up to more than 3,000 people and more than a dozen races.

On the one hand, the population requirement of 1,000 has long been met, not only are there enough people working in the mines, but also with the two gray dwarf tribes that later took refuge, the blacksmiths under Lao Niu finally exceeded hundreds.

The bad thing is that in the past two months, the population has increased like a balloon, so that the originally abundant food is digested quickly, and there is still more than a month before the spring snow melts, and there is not much food stored.

Fortunately, the Doma River, which is rich in fishery resources, did not disappoint Niu Dali, and the cold weather caused ice to freeze more than a meter deep on the 200-meter-wide Doma River.

Niu Dali roughly found a place with a lot of fish, and the sharp dragon teeth came in handy again, and under the wave of the little dwarf, it was chiseled through in three or two strokes, revealing the river flowing quietly under the ice.

With doubts, the ogre flint threw the fishing net that had been made overnight into the ice cave under the guidance of Niu Dali, and when it was pulled out after a while, it couldn't be pulled by the huge force of the one-horned ogre, until several ogres combined forces slowly pulled out the heavy fishing net.

A large net of fish appeared in front of people's eyes, and finally was pulled to the ice, and the fish that left the water were quickly frozen into a long popsicle in the cold weather, but there were too many popsicles, and the large and small fish were afraid that they were tens of thousands of catties.

All this completely exceeded the common sense of the onlookers, in previous years, in such a frozen wilderness, often frozen to death several could not find a little food, now Master Modo casually made a hole in the ice, so many fish were so easily netted out.

"This is the miracle of the great god of war, this is the blessing of the god of war to the gods. The fox priestess lost no time in stepping up and explaining all this perfectly, so that Niu Dali's already tall image among the people was glued with divine light.

The ogres who followed Niu Dali at the earliest, were surrounded separately, and there was a large circle of people around each of them, and the ogre, who rarely found the opportunity to get a seer, splattered his saliva about the scene when the Lord Modo Knight slayed the dragon and was blessed by the god of war.

In the mouth of the ogre, they are so loyal, fearless in the face of the powerful black dragon, helping the great Lord Modo to fight against the evil black dragon, splashing saliva on the surrounding people who can listen to the gods, and quickly freeze into tiny ice slag.

Looking at the little fox whose face was red and became more and more beautiful by the cold wind, Lao Niu said in his heart: "Return the blessing of the god of war, be careful sir, I bless the little fox spirit on your face......;