The ox strolls vigorously through the camp of wandering goblins, trying to unearth some valuable loot to replenish his wretched pockets. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, apart from a few gold coins and a handful of silver coins found on the goblin leader, the camp was filled with all sorts of suspicious jerky of unknown origin and a tattered cauldron that was treated like a treasure by the goblins, and a few large whitish bones and a mess of things boiling in the steaming cauldron.

"A bunch of poor ghosts!" Niu Dali spat very hard, called the handsome little guy Bemira over, and asked him to go back to the village to call people to clean up the battlefield, and by the way, dig a big pit to bury the corpses of thousands of goblins, and finally burn the messy goblin camp clean.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the kobolds became obviously close to the new lord, the Lord Modo Knight, and his ogre thugs, after all, in such a remote place as the edge of the Blackstone Great Wasteland, it was no better than anything to have a powerful lord and a group of subordinates to protect themselves.

Sitting in his lord's mansion, Lao Niu looked at his lord's mansion, which was known as the best building in Borg Village.

Isn't this a three-room small stone bungalow, but in front of a log cabin full of wood, it does deserve this glorious title.

The stone-built lord's mansion is only more than 3 meters high, and it can only be inhabited by Lao Liu, the fox priestess and a few werewolves Hoffman, and the ogres are still sleeping in the open tonight.

But for ogres, it's no small miracle that after following the little dwarf, he hasn't been hungry for a month.

The old kobold Hogan, who is also the village chief, commands two kobold girls who can barely speak delicately, and serves the best food at hand for Master Modo and his party, each with a pot of corn flour paste with salt.

When the kobold girl brought food to the old cow, her eyes were full of admiration for the handsome and brave lord.

Looking at the village chief Hogan who was rubbing his hands full of embarrassment, the old cow took the lead in eating without changing his face, Hoffman and his subordinates looked disgusted, but Helena ate it in small bites, with a calm expression.

After eating the corn flour paste in his hand, Niu Dali asked the old kobold: "It's about to be winter, is there enough food in the village?"

The old kobold replied: "Because of the harassment of the wandering goblins this year, the oats and corn planted have been almost destroyed by them before they are harvested, and now the grain stock in the village can last for about ten days, but now that it is safe outside, you can go out to collect some wild fruits, and you can hold on to some small game for a while longer." ”

The winters of the Great Orc Empire, located on the edge of the continent, will be particularly cold, and the heavy snow will sometimes be several days at a time, and it will be particularly difficult to hunt and gather at that time, and there will be few harvests.

Thinking of the more than 300 kobold people who lacked food and clothing and thirteen pot-bellied men who were particularly able to eat, Niu Dali had a headache, and he had to build a big wooden house for the ogres, after all, he continued to sleep in the open in the winter with the physique of the ogres, and it was estimated that he would not be able to stand it.

"Didn't Lao Tzu come here to enjoy the blessings, why is he as bitter as being a father now? ”

The next day, when the sky was just dawning, Lord Modo woke everyone from their dreams with the sound of the village, and after gathering, Niu vigorously and quickly made arrangements:

The ogres have come back today from cutting some wood at the edge of the highland forest, and in two days they must build the house where they live.

The kobolds also went around looking for food, the stronger ones hunted, the thin ones gathered wild fruits or something, and as for the fox priestess and the Hoffman werewolves, the old cow had no arrangements.

After the arrangement, the ogre and the kobold were driven to set off quickly, and as for breakfast, the old cow decided that it would be better to save a meal.

The hungry Lord Modo also set off with him and began his first territorial patrol.

It is undeniable that the scenery around the village of Borg is beautiful, the rich vegetation nurtures the abundant animals, the cattle riding alone on horseback can see pheasants flying in the grass from time to time, groups of elk and bison grazing quietly, the Doma River that originates from the snow-capped mountains flows not far from the village, and the fat sturgeon in the clear water of the river jumps from time to time.

"This is a treasure land, the rod beats the robe, the scoop fish, the pheasant flies into the rice pot, and the group of kobolds are still hungry with a golden rice bowl. Niu Dali thought suspiciously, but then thought of the kobolds' rough tools and roughly understood what was going on.

There are not even a few decent kobolds with bows and arrows, and the people will hunt small prey like rabbits, and as for the herd of bison that starts with at least a few dozen heads, it is an existence that does not dare to provoke.

There are a lot of fish in the river, but not to the point where you can catch them with your hands.

It had taken a long time to take a general look along the edge of the highland forest and the Kunya Snow Mountain, and when he returned to the wilderness, Niu Dali finally discovered something special.

It was a small basin, bare and not even a single weed, full of the specialties of the Black Stone Wasteland, useless black stones.

Bored Nai Lao Niu was sitting on a big rock, let Sharma, who had been running for a long time, take a break, one foot unconsciously kicked the black stone under his feet, and suddenly found that the black stone was very familiar, picked it up and looked at it carefully, isn't this coal gangue?

Most of the places where there is coal gangue have coal mines, and Lao Niu decided to wait for the problem of winter grain reserves, and let the kobolds dig and see, if they find coal mines and iron mines, it will be a big deal.

The iron of the Orc Empire is basically imported, and all the countries of the human race coincidentally strictly control the amount of steel transported into the Empire, so as to suppress the orcs who originally had superior physical fitness with sophisticated equipment and superior magic and fighting strength, so that a sturdy iron pot can be regarded as the high-quality property of some small tribes.

Originally, the dwarves also had good blacksmith skills, even surpassing those of humans, but with the rise of humans, most of the dwarves were driven to the Reading Mountains on the other side of the continent, and even if the orc empire wanted to trade with them, it could not transport tens of thousands of miles.

Niu Dali, who was surprised to find it, began to return home, and Mei Zizi was contemplating the wonderful scene of the gold coins pouring in like a tide after the steel was smelted.

As for the method of steelmaking, Niu Dali, who still kept a blacksmith shop in the remote mountainous areas when he was a child in his previous life, and had seen countless times of blacksmith old man making steel, said that he had no pressure.

When I returned to Borg Village, it was almost dark, and I could smell the smell of barbecued pheasants from afar, and the golden sunset would shine the golden light of the broken village, and in the eyes of the Lord Modo Knight, it was full of gold coins......