Badinger had long made up his mind to lead his people to stay on Mount Kinabalu until the snow was over, and not return to the Furious Winds Meadow until the beginning of spring next year. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After all, compared to a rising star like Sagwen, he is one of the few brains on the prairie, and he knows that head-on conflict is not a wise move.

Just wait until the snow melts, when the Gale Prairie soldiers are tired and tired, and the internal discontent rises to a climax, before launching an onslaught.

In this way, you can definitely take the Gale Grassland in one fell swoop, and then rest for a few years, combined with the power of the two grasslands, the Storm Grassland is not in the bag.

The only fly in the ointment is that this year's winter has been colder and longer than usual.

And the grain doesn't know what's going on, it's particularly difficult to buy, so their food storage is only enough to last for a month, but that's okay.

Because he had already agreed with the Medusa family that they would find a way to secretly transport grain in to ensure that they could survive this long and harsh winter.

After all, the Medusa family has no small ambitions, and if they want to control the savannah, they must rely on the power of their Bakis tribe, and they will prosper and lose.

But now, a month has passed, and the grain is gradually running out, and except for the first batch of grain, the second batch has not come in for a long time.

"Patriarch, what's going on, it's been a few days, how can we agree that the day to deliver grain hasn't come yet? ”

Batu, the right-hand man of the Bakis tribe, anxiously asked Badinger that they had come in full confidence that they could survive the long winter on Mount Kinaba.

But now the food supply has not been delivered, which directly leads them to start reducing the food supply, and the tribesmen have begun to complain.

"It's snowing so hard now, and it's normal for the transportation to be delayed for a few days. ”

Bardinger believed that the Medusa family would not play any tricks, because it would not help them, and they were on the same page.

However, all kinds of things that happened on the grassland this year made him instinctively smell a hint of unease, which came from his keen intuition.

"If that's the case, then it's definitely no problem, I'm afraid I'm afraid of what will happen, the prairie has never been so chaotic in so many years as this year. ”

Batu was a little worried, but in fact, there was still a sentence that was not said, that is, this year's winter was too cold, and the tribesmen said that it was God's will.

The gods were about to punish the apostate who broke the rules of the steppe, and their Bakis tribe was the first to bear the brunt, but Batu knew that Badinger was taboo about it.

He didn't dare to say it, so he could only reprimand and curb the rumors, hoping that those bad premonitions would not happen, and they could really wait for the beginning of spring safely.

"We have persevered for so many years, what else can happen? It's just to scare ourselves and severely punish those rumor-mongers!"

Badinger snorted coldly, how could he not know the rumors in the tribe, but he had always been an authoritarian person, and he didn't care about this at all.

Just as he was about to write a letter to the woman of the Medusa family, someone suddenly burst in.

"The patriarch is not good, it's not good to pull, something is wrong. One of the scouts who delivered the information looked anxious, as if he had seen a ghost.

After all, it was a bit unbelievable, and it was the first time in so many years that he had encountered such a thing, and it didn't seem good to them.

"What can happen to a good person?" Badinger glared at him, these unseen dogs had no courage at all.

He hated his lineage as a steppe dweller in his bones, and desperately wanted to go south to a more prosperous region than to be a leader of a steppe tribe.

He wanted to be a scholar in the Bachelor's Tower, that was the destination he had buried deep in his heart, and he had never talked about it with anyone.

"It's outside Mount Kinabalu, there's an army!" the scout stammered because he was too nervous, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Army? Sagwen hasn't left yet, but how long can he hold out in this weather? And when he's out on the road, isn't he afraid that guy from the Gur River will attack his lair?

Badinger was a little unwilling, and all he could think of was to annex the Gale Meadow, and then combine the power of the two prairies to attack the Tempest Meadow.

But it seems that Sagwin's idiot actually exposed his lair to the soldiers of the Gul River, isn't this letting the Gul River take advantage of it for nothing?

This made him very dissatisfied, but he also quickly thought that it was definitely unrealistic for the Gul River to inform the Gale Grassland in a short period of time.

At the beginning of spring next year, he must take advantage of the unstable foothold of the Gur River to take the Gale Grassland in one fell swoop, which is a fighter plane that must not be missed.

"No, not the army of the Sakharu tribe, but the orcs, who appeared at the entrance to the sacred mountain. The scout shook his head heavily, looking anxious.

"Orcs? What are those foolish guys doing on the savannah? Are you here to graze? Are you sure you can see clearly? And even Sagwen can't attack the mountain, so do the orcs have a way? Surely their idiots will get lost and faint from hunger in less than two days, right?"

Bardinger smiled sarcastically, he thought something terrible had happened, but he didn't expect it to be just an orc running to blow the cold wind, it was really ridiculous.

"It's indeed orcs, it's true, but the patriarch, they didn't enter the sacred mountain, but chose to camp at the entrance of the sacred mountain, their fur is so thick, I saw them still having snowball fights on the snow, oh my God, I've never seen that kind of guy who is not afraid of the cold. "The scouts are incredible.

In fact, it is not surprising to understand the pattern of the Far East, after all, the area of Longxi Valley, except for the southeast corner with the mountains and the sea at its back, is warm all year round.

The other plains were colder than the grasslands, and the orcs themselves were stronger than humans, and they had fur covering their bodies.

The hardiness is much stronger than that of ordinary humans, and what appeared at the entrance of the sacred mountain this time was the orc army of the Dragon's Breath Valley.

"Camp at the entrance? What are they going to do? Are they all crazy? No, there must be some purpose for doing this. ”

Badinger was stunned, and soon he frowned and began to think, he was very good at thinking, and always regarded himself as a wise scholar.

"The entrance to Mount Kinabalu is blocked, and food has not arrived for a long time...... Oh my God, are they going to block the entrance, so that food can't come in, and starve us to death?"

Badinger suddenly realized this, and his pupils dilated, if this was the case, they would not be able to stay in the mountain any longer.

How could an orc, whom he had always despised come up with such a vicious strategy? )