Chapter 5 The Extraordinary Blue Wolf Tribe

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The way the Baroque patriarch dealt with those horse thieves was horrible!

When all the corpses were buried, he still ordered the horse thieves to continue digging the pit, and after digging the pit, he tied them up and pushed them directly into the pit, and the orcs of the blue wolf tribe were expressionless, and let the horse thieves cry and beg and bury them alive!

"These horse thieves are also orcs, and judging by the silver fur on their bodies, they belong to the same frostwolf clan as we are. But they not only plundered, but also slaughtered all the people of the Yellow Sheep tribe without mercy. They are no longer worthy to be called orcs of the Frostwolf Clan, and they have brought our entire clan to shame. Wash away the stigma...... Death is the best way!" Baroque did not change his face, watching the horse thief being buried alive, and explained to Soto, who was uncomfortable beside him!

Soto didn't say anything, and if the horse thieves fell into his hands, he would kill them all, but bury them alive...... He still couldn't do it.

Soto had observed all the Baroque patriarchs' people, and their expressions had never fluctuated, as if they had become accustomed to killing. Even the two human women were very calm.

Extremely dangerous, it's better not to provoke them! Fortunately, he was reassured that he had a good conversation with the Baroque patriarch, and that the Baroque had already announced that he would entertain the first guest who arrived.

He was actually the first guest of the Blue Wolf Tribe, and Soto couldn't help but want to know more about this tribe ............!

The blue wolf tribe is so rich that it is eye-catching, they actually have three huge iron pots, and even if the big man Soto squats in it, it is more than enough. You know, under the human purge and blockade. Not only did it be difficult for orcs to obtain metal weapons, but even iron pots for cooking were scarce. There are more than 700 people in the Banshan tribe, and there is only a small pot that is only half the size of the iron pot in front of you. As a cooking utensil used by the patriarch and several of the tribe's strongest warriors, the most common people eat is to put meat on the fire and barbecue it.

Soto also saw. After a pot of horse meat was cooked, the old people of the blue wolf tribe took out a large piece of meat, cut it into small pieces, and then put it into another small pot to stew, and they even took a whole animal skin bag, at least more than ten catties of salt, sprinkled salt into the small pot, and threw in some leaves and dried fruits from time to time. Soon. A rich aroma of meat wafted in. It's not like the horse meat stewed in a cauldron with a smell at all, just smelling the fragrance makes Soto swallow their saliva non-stop!

Baroque had been secretly observing them! Of course he knew the truth that wealth was not revealed, so he would not be an idiot to deliberately show off and take out the huge marching pot that he had specially purchased in Paddington. He was trying to explore these people, even if he was holding a bag of salt that was very precious to the orcs. Fortunately, Soto's performance satisfied Baroque. Although their faces were full of envy, they did not show a trace of greed and covetousness - the Baroque soul eagle eye could still detect it. If they show a little greed, then the meal is a severed head!

"Brother Soto, I'm sorry we just settled down. There is no too good food to entertain you. "Baroque entertained Soto and his people in a cave. Boiled and fragrant horse meat, long strips of white bread, and even sausages. If that's not all the food, then Soto doesn't know what the real food is.

"Baroque ...... Patriarch, you are truly too generous. "For some reason, Soto was a little restrained, and they always felt more and more restrained in front of the Baroque. Although the young and handsome orc patriarch always had a smile on his face and a gentle voice, as if an illusion, they just felt a faint coercion. ...

"I said that if we were friends with the blue wolf tribe. Then you should call me brother. "Baroque was satisfied that he had taken the initiative, knowing that he was an outsider in the northern tundra. It doesn't seem too difficult to fit in.

"Baroque ...... Brothers. Soto smiled happily.

"That's right. Brother Soto, try our food. I hope you're still satisfied. Baroque beckoned the guests to dine, and outside, the people were already eating in a cauldron. Large pieces of horse meat were bitten, and the bread seemed to be enough, and it kept being moved out of a small cave next to it. Do they really have too much food to eat? You must know that even in the mid-mountain tribes, after entering the bitter cold winter, unless the warriors who go out on patrol or hunt in the snow, they can only eat three meals, and the rest of the people only have two meals a day, in order to save food in order to survive the harsh winter.

White bread, sausages, such delicious food, some people have never eaten it in their lives, and they can't wait to have an extra mouth. In the orc tribe, the more guests eat, the happier they will be as hosts, which is customary.

Baroque and Soto weren't paying attention to food, they were talking!

Identity is a big problem, and Baroque knows that in order to gain a foothold in the tundra, you must have an identity, otherwise you will be rejected by all orcs, which is not something you can get by being stronger. Even if Baroque reveals its identity as a shaman, it is unknown whether it will be recognized by other shamans on the tundra. So Baroque needs to listen to the opinions of the natives, Soto is one of the three strongest warriors of the [Mid-Mountain Tribe], and his status is very high, and he should be able to know the movements and attitudes of some of the upper echelons of the orc tribe.

Hiding most of it, Baroque told Soto the origin of his tribe, much to the surprise of the orc man.

It is a miracle that they have traveled thousands of miles, traversed several human realms, and finally migrated from the gravel wastelands of the west back to the tundra, and that none of their people were lost along the way. If it weren't for the fact that Baroque didn't have to lie, Soto would have thought he was listening to the story.

"You see, we have gone through so many tragic experiences, endured all the suffering, and finally returned to the homeland of our ancestors. Brother Soto, can you feel our feelings?" Baroque sighed: "Although we have been adrift for nearly a thousand years, we have finally returned home, and what we need most at this moment is the recognition and acceptance of our kindred people, Brother Soto, can you show us a direction?"

"You, too, are silver-haired. The sky-blue eyes and the six slender stripes on your cheeks indicate that you are of noble birth and belong to the descendants of one of the three orthodox bloodlines of the Frostwolf Clan, which no one can fake. Soto said, looking at Baroque. It was only now that he realized that these orcs who had migrated back from outside actually had a very noble bloodline.

The Frostwolf Clan is a large orc race. It has numerous branches. But there are only three of the most orthodox bloodlines recognized by everyone, the three tribes of [Bloodclaw], [Skullshatter] and [Wolf Fang]. The great chieftains of the frostwolf clan in the past generations are all from these three tribes, and the current big chiefs are from the [Wolf Tooth Tribe]. All three tribes have a very obvious feature, sky blue eyes and six slender whiskers on both cheeks, and the eyes of the other Frostwolf clan branches are not blue. The whiskers on the cheeks are also thick and short.

"Baroque ...... Patriarch. Soto felt that it was too much pressure to call Baroque a brother, so it was better to call him an honorific title to relax. Baroque smiled slightly, and this time he didn't say anything more............ Sometimes, majesty is erected from small things.

"If you're going to settle in the northern tundra, I don't think any orcs will object to it, at least we, the mid-mountain tribes, will give you a warm welcome. But if you want more...... Gain recognition of the legitimacy of the three major tribes. It is necessary to be baptized by venerable shamanic priests. ”...

"Oh, where are the shamans on the tundra, don't you mid-mountain tribes have shamans?" Baroque asked, puzzled.

Soto smiled bitterly and shook his head: "We are only a small and medium-sized tribe, how can there be a shaman sacrifice stationed? You may not know, humans launch a big purge against the tundra orcs every few years, and their first target is our shaman sacrifice. When a tribe's sacrifice is killed, that tribe will soon decline. And an army of shamans was killed. That army lost half of its courage and blood. Humans have weakened the power of our orcs again and again, and by now, shaman sacrifices are very rare. None of them can afford to lose. So a long time ago, the great chiefs of the major clans and the most honorable shamans in the tundra had to issue orders that the shamans could only be stationed in the powerful tribes, so that they would have enough strength to protect the security. I heard that when my father was young, there was a fighting shaman in the Mid-Levels tribe, and when that one left, we never saw a shaman again. ”

"Which big tribe is closest to us?" Baroque asked.

"There are two, one is the [Severed Head Tribe] of our Frostwolf Clan, and the other is the [Roaring Tribe] of the Brute Bear Clan. They are all large tribes with thousands of people. I have heard that there are several shamans in each of them. But even though it's recent, it's at least a thousand miles away...... After all. The northern tundra is just too big. ”

It's too far away, and my home hasn't been fully settled. At least the Baroque is not ready to look for it until winter passes.

This topic ended here, and Baroque opened the subject, listening to the orc man tell many interesting things about the tundra, and also learned some about the surrounding environment.

Perhaps because he was familiar with it, Soto accidentally lamented that the livestock raised by his tribe would die of illness and freeze to death every winter, and Baroque's heart moved............ At this moment, together with the booty of the horse thieves, they have a total of nearly two hundred horses, but there is not a single livestock such as cattle and sheep, which is not a long-term way for the tribe to develop.

"Brother Soto, you also saw that we captured a lot of horses today, what do you think I used horses to exchange with your tribe for cattle and sheep?"

Soto's eyes lit up when he heard this, he had long coveted these horses. The Banshan tribe has a lot of cattle and sheep, but there are very few horses, not even as many as the Baroque tribes, if you can exchange cattle and sheep for dozens of horses, the Banshan tribes will immediately have dozens of cavalry. Anyway, every year, there will be cattle and sheep who can't survive the cold and die, so it's better to use it to exchange with the Baroque patriarch!(The novel "Apocalypse of the Beasts" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add a friend", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)