Chapter 2 Home in the Northern Tundra
ps: I want to hear more of your voices, I want to receive more of your suggestions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" now and pay attention to it, and give more support to "Beast Apocalypse"! This is a human woman? I really don't know why the venerable Baroque shaman would find a human to be his wife?The little orc looked at Celine very warily, and then slowly took the wooden water cup, drank it up, and continued to gnaw on the beast's meat.
After only talking for a while, Baroque already knew everything he wanted to know. His identity easily earned the trust of the orcs, and Ussad, though only eleven years old, had heard too many legends of shamanic sacrifices. His original tribe was only a hundred or so at its peak, not to mention shamanic sacrifices, and even a veterinarian who could use herbs to cure diseases (it's true, orc doctors are called veterinarians, I'm not scolding).
When he looked at Baroque with suspicion, and Baroque only smiled slightly, and his whole body emitted a warm milky white light, Ussard lay directly on the ground and kissed the dust under Baroque's feet with his mouth, which was reverently touching.
The winter in the northern tundra is not a good time for the orcs! Ussad and his brother Tahir are not alone, just in their small tribe, according to Ussad, two old orcs were driven out last year due to lack of food. Then they never saw those two old men again, and perhaps they would have frozen to death or buried in the belly of the beast! And in the northern tundra, where there are countless such small tribes, how many tragic things happen every winter, I dare not think, it is chilling!
"Baroque shaman, don't drive us away, okay? My brother and I have very little to eat. We can also do the work for you. If...... If you don't need two people, then you let Tahir stay, I've grown up. Be able to take care of yourself. Usad suddenly stopped biting at the flesh of the beast, and looked at his sleeping brother with some trepidation. pleaded to the Baroque.
Baroque didn't say anything, just took out a robe of animal skin and compared it to Ussad. Some are too big, maybe two pieces of clothing will be enough. looked at Celine, and shook her head and smiled in Celine's angry expression that was a little embarrassed and blushing...... Forget it, let's wait for the old orc Ziad and them to come back, let them change it! Celine is from a noble family. You can only wear clothes, but you can't make clothes.
Rubbing Usard's messy hair vigorously, looking at the dirty face full of expectation and pleading, Baroque scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, you can stay if you want, but you can wash yourself first." It stinks......!"
Under Ussad's stunned gaze, he took out a larger iron pot from the storage ring, set it up, lit a large piece of firewood, and handed him a small wooden bucket: "Go out and fetch water, and when your brother wakes up, I will bathe the two of you." Remembered. The blue wolf tribe doesn't want little dirty ghosts. ”
Ussad was smart, and he immediately knew that the Baroque shaman agreed that he and his brother would stay. I jumped up happily, and I was not in the mood to eat meat. Take the barrel and run out of the cave.
Looking at the cave, Baroque and Celine sighed. The poor two children, who had nothing but the tattered hides on their bodies, were stuck in the dead branches and haystacks, unable to withstand the cold wind that kept blowing in from the mouth of the cave. The only food available, the few pieces of meat left on the half-leg bones of the horse, had turned black with age, and the smell was disgusting, even in winter. If they don't find the two children. Then little Tahir was dead just now. And Ussard couldn't hold out for a few days with this little bone.
"Such a young child is still very sensible. How could their patriarch be so ruthless to abandon them?" Celine sighed as she looked at the sleeping Tahir. ...
"The environment on the tundra is harsh. Survival is difficult, coupled with the fact that the human legions are eyeing each other, will always enter the tundra from time to time to attack and kill orcs. Unless they can't survive, no one can bear to drive out the hope of the tribe's future and send them to death. Baroque understood the mood of the patriarch who had driven away the Usard brothers.
In the orc tribe, if there is a hunger crisis, the first to be abandoned should be the old and weak orcs, and the children usually will not be driven away. Since the patriarch had driven out Usad and Tahir, it meant that his tribe was in an existential crisis. If you can't feed the little orcs, then just let them go out and fend for themselves. Maybe when you encounter a powerful orc tribe, you can still have a way to live.
It is not only a natural disaster in the harsh environment of the tundra, but also a human coercion*. Celine was speechless, she couldn't understand...... Why do the many imperial kingdoms of mankind have a large deserted, but fertile and abundant territory, and less than one-tenth of the land they have developed and utilized, so why do they still want to exterminate the orcs who are already struggling in the tundra? Is it rare that the two races really cannot reconcile? But why can human beings live in peace with elves, dwarves, and other races, but they can't leave a way for the orcs to live?
Celine didn't understand this kind of thing, but Baroque probably had some of his own analysis ideas because he had received many memories from the old Hebrewonian wolf. In fact, it is very simple to say, because in ancient times, the orcs were the dominant race that ruled the continent of Sauron, and they were once powerful and shocking, although later due to various known and unknown reasons, the orcs declined, and finally the dominance was seized by humans. But that memory has been deeply ingrained in the inheritance of human memory. They fear that once the orcs recuperate, they will rise again and take back human dominance. Therefore, we must always look for opportunities to attack and weaken the strength of the orcs everywhere, if it is not for the fear that the orcs still have some terrible existence, I am afraid that the human race, under the command of the Apocalypse Holy See, has already exterminated this race!
The hatred of the country and the family are still a little far away at the moment, and what we have to consider in front of us is our first home on the tundra. Baroque walked out of the cave and walked around the hill to learn about the terrain.
The mountain is not very high, in fact, it is just a high slope in the foothills of an unknown mountain near the tundra. The surrounding area is sparsely covered with tall, hard trees that stretch down the mountain, and to the north and west are rolling hills and snow-covered forests. Looking out to the south is the tundra meadow, and at this time the snow covers it, and you can only see a white expanse. In this direction, you can go all the way out of the tundra and reach the steppe of the horse breeding land of the human Odria Empire. Baroque they came from this direction. Of course, this place is already far away from the sphere of human influence, thousands of miles. In the bitterly cold winter months. There is no fear that humans will come in and sneak attack.
There was some unexpected discovery in the east, and it seemed that there was a small lake from a distance. The reflection of the setting sun on the surface of the water can be seen even from more than ten miles away.
There are mountains and waters, trees and grass, but it is a good place, if it is not for the bad weather, in fact, it is not so desolate, after all, another memory is clearly remembered. The three northeastern provinces of their own country on the earth also have very cold winters, but they are famous granaries and fertile soil ...... the country.
Baroque was suddenly full of confidence at the moment, and he wanted to run the place well.
The tribesmen came back from cutting down trees, and the hundred-pound giant axe was not only a sharp weapon for killing, but also a good tool for cutting trees. Forty fierce orcs, each dragging a thick trunk more than ten feet long. The forest is dense here, and although you don't dare to go too deep into the dense forest for fear of danger, it is still safe to cut down trees on the periphery. Temporarily pile the wood outside the cave. Tomorrow they will go again. ...
There was also a windfall, Muru cut down a large tree and accidentally startled out a wild boar. This beast is ferocious. Dare to pounce on the orcs. Under the slashing of a giant axe, which was not much smaller than its head, no matter how ferocious, it could only end up feeding the orcs for dinner.
The old orcs also cleared out all the caves. There were only three of them, and the one they were in was the largest, and it was more than ten feet deeper. The other two caves are very shallow, and there is no room for nearly a hundred orcs.
There are no houses, so many trees around, the orcs build their own houses. Baroque decided to use the three caves as warehouses in the future, after all, it was a big secret that he could use the storage ring, and it was known whether he could not expose it or not make a fuss. Everyday utensils and items. and a batch of grain, already in two small caves.
Dinner was a big meal. Ussard was surprised to find that the sturdy orcs were all devoured. Even the old orcs didn't limit the amount of food they could eat, and they couldn't eat enough food? Uncle Barotan and Uncle Angel kept bringing out of the cave tempting white bread, sausages, and even fragrant butter, and jam and honey that they had only heard of and never tasted. Even though Usad had already eaten wild boar, he couldn't help but swallow.
Having long forgotten that bit of vigilance, Ussard is particularly attached to Aunt Celine at the moment. This human aunt is kind, completely different from those murderous human soldiers. ...... While the other Aunt Susan was always fond of having fun and tugging at his ears, Ussard was also fond of her. Here, he had a sense of peace of mind and happiness that he had never experienced since the death of his parents!
Breaking the white bread, buttering it, and sandwiching a sausage, Barrotan handed it to Usard: "Little one, taste, it's not just wild boar that is delicious. ”
Subconsciously looked at the Baroque shaman, and heard him mutter, but I didn't hear it clearly, as if he was talking about [hot dog]...... Exposure to the gentle gaze of the shaman. Ursard's heart was relieved, and he immediately showed his greed, took the bread, and took a big bite, and the rich and delicious taste made him stop talking. Carefully put the bread away, he was going to leave it for his brother to eat when he woke up!
"Eat, you will never go hungry again, and your brother will have so much to eat when he wakes up. The old orc Ziad touched Ussad's head, what a sensible child, how could their tribe bear to abandon them! If it was in the gravel wasteland, even if the old guys were all dead, they would never do such a thing.
"Tomorrow Muru will continue to cut down trees with everyone, Grandpa Ziad, you are going to build a house, and I will take a few people to look around to find that tribe. ”
Now that even the children had been driven away, Baroque feared that the tribe might have a hard time surviving. They are also orcs of the Frostwolf Clan, and Baroque doesn't mind taking them in and strengthening his own Blue Wolf Tribe. (The novel "Beast Apocalypse" 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 Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued)