Goblin Bobby tasted the chop and held it in his memory, until Toren the Minotaur pushed him and woke up from his intoxication.

Bobby glared at Toruń complainingly, as if to interfere with his memories of his hometown. Looking at the lamb chops left in his hand, Poppy fell into hesitation, if the adult's plan was successfully implemented, then would he be able to eat such delicious food again in the future?

While Poppy was struggling with the matter, Toruń lowered his voice and said to Poppy: "Have you forgotten the task given to us by the adults?

Poppy was terrified at Toruń's warning, and it had been a while since he left the abyss, and his leisurely life during this time had almost made him forget the horrors of the abyss. He hurriedly threw away the half-eaten lamb chops in his hand, turned his head and didn't dare to continue to look at the food on the table.

Gale and Nikolai walked side by side to the table, and when he saw Poppy, who had tasted it, he asked suspiciously, "Lord Poppy, is it true that the secret roast lamb chops made by the tribe are not delicious, and why do you stop after only one bite?"

Poppy made an excuse to deal with it, "Oops, I forgot that goblins can't eat spicy food, eating too much will hurt our stomachs, I can't be greedy without thinking about the consequences!"

Gail was surprised and asked, "Really, do you want me to have the chef grill a non-spicy lamb chop for you?"

"No, no, there are still a lot of delicacies here that I haven't tasted, I'll try some more!" Bobby hurriedly excused himself.

"Oh, I see. Gail didn't think much of it, and then talked to Toruń beside him about the day's battle.

Nikolai's eyes flashed, and he sensed something wrong with Poppy's words, as if he had noticed some detail. After this, Nikolai pretended not to notice anything, and drank the liquor to himself.

Prince Gael, in order to show his generosity, but also to reward the brave warriors. He ordered his servants to rush to the city walls with liquor and barbecue, and to reward the soldiers with the food and to boost the morale of the warriors.

The people of the tribe generally have the habit of drinking, one is the cold weather in the northern snow field, in order to maintain the body temperature, they often drink alcohol to resist the cold wind in the north. The second is that the warriors of the tribe often have to fight with wild beasts or enemies, and in order to reduce the physical pain, they will often drink a lot of wine before the battle to strengthen themselves.

After a long battle with nature and the Empire, the people of the Snow Tribe also learned that spirits can prevent wounds from festering, and they rely on spirits to survive on the snow for many years.

However, this war is an exception, the imperial army is overwhelmed, and any negligence will lead to the destruction of the entire clan, just as their tribe has destroyed other tribes before.

Therefore, in order to keep the generals and soldiers awake throughout the day, Gale issued a prohibition decree, and except in special circumstances, he did not allow the people of the tribe to drink alcohol during this war, otherwise they would be immediately beheaded.

The warriors, who had managed to drink the wine, cheered and praised the merits of Prince Gael, and sat in a circle to hold a bonfire party of feasting and drinking, according to the traditional customs of the tribe.

The tribal warriors, who had not drunk for a few days, were so anxious that as soon as they opened the lid on the barrel, the warriors ignored the mud on it and began to drink bitterly.

But the tribal commanders and centurions will not stop these brawls at all, because since ancient times, the survival resources of the snow fields are very scarce, and the people who survive on the snow fields have to fight desperately for a bite to survive since they were young, and this fierce folk custom has been maintained to this day.

Moreover, the men in the tribe have been practicing martial arts since they were young, so there are established rules in the tribe, everything you want to get can be snatched by your own force, such as money, houses, and even beauties, and those who lose in the duel must admit defeat, who makes their strength inferior to others.

It was not until after the reign of Prince Gale that the tribe promulgated a law modeled on the empire, strictly prohibiting private fighting, and violators were shown to the public, so that the tribe's unauthorized duel behavior was barely controlled. However, there are still many people who scoff at this law, believing that this worthless book breaks the rules that have been passed down from generation to generation of the tribe, but they are afraid of the authority of Prince Gael, so they can only bury their complaints in their hearts, but they do not dare to complain in front of others.

In the eyes of the Imperial scouts who were scouting under the city walls at this moment, the walls were full of fire, and their cries of resonance even reached their ears.

Seeing this, the scouts said to themselves, the barbarians really enjoyed it, as if they were celebrating today's victory and had a party at midnight. The scouts returned to the Imperial camp with their war reports and told Her Majesty what they had heard.

After hearing that the tribal barbarians were holding a banquet, Gladys angrily threw down the battle report in her hand and ordered her subordinates: "Pull out the trebuchet and keep throwing stones at the city walls, and see how they still hold the banquet!"