Just when Wang Xiaotian was about to go to the low-level orcs in Shelley Castle to have a look, there was already a lot of noise in the conference hall.

Inside the conference hall.

Dozens of candles were lit at the same time, and the candlelight illuminated the entire hall without a single shadow, and hundreds of leaders of small tribes gathered together, perhaps they were originally gathered here because of the summoning of Kreh, but at this moment their purpose was obviously not to "fight or not to fight White Horse City".

"These guys!" said Kree, sitting on one side with a blushing face, watching the group of guys arguing.

Shelley Fort is the base camp of the traditional camp of the Northern Wilderness Orcs, and yes.

But the reason for this, why was the Northern Wilderness divided into two camps?

Could it be that these orcs really cling to tradition and refuse to allow humans to enter? The answer, of course, is no.

Each of these orcs has been able to continue their tribe to this day, they already have a fox-like mind, and they can even see the benefits of human commerce better than Wang Xiaotian. But they still clinged to tradition, and even wanted to overthrow the goodwill orcs for the sake of the so-called "tradition".

Why would they do it?

"For the Horde!"

When Wang Xiaotian left, the orcs present shouted.

The reason why they came together was for the continuation of the tribe.

"Hundreds of years ago, the Blood Axe, Phantom and other tribes, they were still a small tribe, and they lived a precarious life every day, but what about them now? By kneeling and licking the toes of human beings, they also proudly took off their animal clothes and put on the gorgeous cloth clothes of human beings, they occupied the mines that should belong to the Northern Wilderness, they encroached on the forest wealth that should belong to the Northern Wilderness, they used the resources of our ancestors to feed human beings, are they still orcs now? They are just a group of human miners, medicine pickers, and a group of slaves!"

Sapir, the leader of the Rock Demon Tribe of the Seventeen Powerful Tribes of the Traditionalist Sect, was speaking excitedly, and the rough voice of the orcs echoed throughout the hall.

The Rock Demon Tribe used to be one of the powerful tribes of the Northern Wilderness, they had an armed force of thousands of people, and they were the power of the Northern Wilderness when humans did not have such a deep connection with the Northern Wilderness in the past.

And yet the humans came.

Businessmen are savvy investors, and they know one thing.

Sending charcoal in the snow is more memorable than icing on the cake.

Excellent investors, when the group of merchants first developed the Northern Wilderness Market, they chose to cooperate with the weak tribes such as the Blood Axe and the Phantom, because they knew that only the weak tribes were easy to communicate with and support.

Soon.

With the support of the merchants, the Bloodaxe tribe has the best weapons, their people have the strongest armor, they defeat one enemy after another, and use the precious resources of the mines and the Northern Wilderness to trade with humans in exchange for more resources. As for the Phantom Tribe, they have countless fine arrows and longbows with the support of merchants, and they have a lot of food.

"This group of former lowly tribes can get the glory they have now, why!"

Sapir, the patriarch of the Rock Demon Tribe, roared angrily in his heart, the former Blood Axe Tribe even needed their alms every year, but in less than a hundred years, in a few decades, they could actually threaten the Rock Demon Tribe in turn.

And now.

Shelley Fort has the food support of the southern orcs, and they can survive this winter, but the humans have left the northern wilderness this winter. Kereh's food attracted countless small tribes to gather, Buwanga and some of the young leaders who were able to fight well, and with the strength of the tribe's troops, Sapir had the confidence to crush the nouveau riche.

That's right.

Shelley Fort has a large extent the size of today's orcs, all thanks to Wang Xiaotian's support.

Otherwise, why could these unruly orcs gather together, it is precisely because of the call of Saddam's Green Fang Regiment and Kereh's angry knight that this group of orcs would gather here.

But everything is out of the control of the Klee Clans.

Hundreds of small tribes who came only because of the grain of Kereh and Saddam Hussein, and they actually did not share their ideas. The most damned thing is that at this time the traditionalists jumped out.

They proclaimed the slogan "Orcs dominate the Northern Wilderness and drive out the exploiting humans".

It has received the response of many small tribes, and in a short period of time, the entire Shelley Fort has become a base camp for "fighting against the tribes of Blood Axe and Phantom".

All the tribes deviated from their original intentions, and instead of thinking about attacking Whitehorse, they fought against the Blood Axe and the Phantom all day long, taking a mine today and a forest hunting ground tomorrow......

Gradually.

They have taken a lot of resources and food from the blood axe and other large tribal alliances, and they have faintly begun to get rid of the influence of Kree.

The most intuitive experience is that the leaders of the seventeen powerful tribes have more and more power.

Crunch!

As the door opened, Brom, Lydia, and Marlos slowly walked into the hall.

"Look, our young Eagle of the Northern Wilderness is back," said Sapir in a happy voice, "they must have brought back good news now! The three mines of the Blood Axe Tribe in the west are back to us!"

"Have you seen it!" the Blood Axe and Phantom tribes are just a bunch of soft bones," Sapir stood up happily and waved his arms excitedly, "As long as we unite, we can defeat them! We can take back the resources that belong to us and drive out the human beings who are powerful in our land! We must be our own masters!"

"Take advantage of the winter, we defeat those human lackeys, and when the spring flowers bloom, that group of humans can only grovel to us, we are the masters of the Northern Wilderness, we can exchange the ore of the Northern Wilderness for more food, we can exchange the treasures of the Northern Wilderness for more weapons...... Those humans can't just send us to those damn places to challenge those wilderness beasts anymore!"

Sapier's words speak to the demands of the orcs of the Northern Wilderness as a whole.

The excessive exploitation of human merchants made them feel unfair, and they could be rich and powerful with blood axes and phantoms.

As the saying goes, "poverty is not equal".

Coupled with the battle in the Gakaris Corridor, the Blood Axe tribes suppressed them excessively, and it happened that Kereh and Saddam Hussein gathered them together like "wronged leaders".

In the name of "defending traditions", these powerful tribes began to plan to eliminate the Blood Axe.

The Northern Wilderness needs a new spokesperson, and they need human beings to trade fairly.

To put it bluntly, the common low-level orcs in the Northern Wilderness began to be dissatisfied with the oppression of merchants, but they also needed humans, so they could only vent their anger on the Blood Axe tribes that controlled most of the resources.

"Damn Kree, he used my grain to gather this small tribe together!

At this time, Wang Xiaotian completely understood the situation in Shelleyburg, he interviewed several orcs, and from their mouths, Wang Xiaotian heard that he was dissatisfied with human beings, and the traditionalists needed the interests of human beings, they could only overthrow the spokesperson of human beings in the Northern Wilderness, and then reshuffle the cards.

"It's not about playing how you want to play!"

Wang Xiaotian, who had figured everything out, calmed down instead, he muttered, and the look in his eyes became more and more aggressive.