Chapter 435
Loki was the oldest surviving dwarf. When the dwarves were forced to split into small tribes, dwarves like Rob and Bombur were still young and knew less than Loki.
"The Copper Tribe was here, and so was the Angry Hammer Tribe..." A look of nostalgia flashed in Robert's eyes.
These dwarves were forced to split into more than 20 tribes. The Dream Continent was vast, and they were scattered everywhere, like a handful of rice grains dropped on the beach, and they had never seen each other since they separated.
Unlike orcs, they are able to travel on their own, and searching for mineral veins exhausts the dwarves' strength.
At this time, Robb saw the map drawn by Chief Loki, and then saw those familiar names. Robb couldn't help but think about how his former companions were living now.
Without external help, life would be very difficult. The Fantasy Continent is full of dangers, and money alone is not enough.
Rob completely agreed with his young patriarch's action this time and was extremely grateful. He could guess Yu Sui's intention. In addition to really needing a large amount of glass, he also wanted to take the opportunity to provide help to the dwarves.
What he is looking forward to most now is the rapid development of the Black Map Tribe. When it expands to the point where it is no longer afraid of attacks from the Golden Kingdom and the elves, the young chief will definitely bring all the dwarves into the tribe.
After agreeing on the glass exchange with the Gray Iron Tribe, Rob left the method he had prepared long ago to increase the purity of the glass with Chief Loki, and then took a few snow wolves with him and went to other dwarf tribes according to the directions on the map.
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"Young Patriarch, what should we do next?"
Lumbt asked with a worried look on his face as he sat on a simple straw mat.
Opposite him was Levi, the current chief of the Black Wolf Clan. However, Lunbut had followed Levi for too long and always forgot that he was already a legitimate chief. As soon as he said this, Manlin next to him slapped him in the face.
"I've told you so many times, but you just won't change. Fortunately, there are only a few of us here. If other people hear it, it will damage the reputation of the clan leader." Manlin said warningly.
Lumbt was in the wrong first, so he didn't dare to refute, but just secretly curled his lips.
Levi sat at the wooden table, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
Lunbut felt even more uncomfortable. The young patriarch had never used such simple tea sets and such rough tents before, without even a cushion.
Over the years, they have been trapped by the constant harassment from the Golden Kingdom and the lack of food. The Black Wolf Clan has been constantly changing territories, and the property they once accumulated has slowly been spent.
After the last brutal war, although he was luckily rescued, when he came to the Tauren tribe, in order to treat the injured tribesmen, the young chief took out all his remaining money and exchanged it for many medicinal herbs with the snake tribe.
Levi said calmly, "Haven't the Snow Werewolves also started farming? We can follow their example and learn how to farm from the Minotaur. As long as our tribe can survive, it's not a bad idea to change our lifestyle."
Manlin opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but then realized that this was no longer a solution.
"Alas, we really can't travel any longer. Our tribesmen and cubs all need a stable life." Lunbut, who has always been impatient, could only sigh like this.
The Black Wolf Clan has always wanted to escape the impoverished life of the orcs, but after so many years of hard work, they have gone further and further astray. If the young chief had not risen up in resistance, the Black Wolf Clan might have been destroyed at the hands of Lassen and the previous chief, Ruth.
"Then we also need to choose a place and see where it is suitable for farming. We will use that area as our territory." Another subordinate said.
Several people nodded in agreement.
Levi suddenly smiled, full of meaning, "Although the Black Map Tribe is unwilling to accept us, the new territory can be chosen somewhere closer to them."
Amidst the puzzled looks of several people, he waved his hand and asked them to leave without further explanation.
Although the powerful snow werewolf was unwilling to let the black wolf tribe join the tribe last time, Levi could guess his considerations. However, he saved them not only out of pity and sympathy, but also because they had a common enemy, the Golden Kingdom.
In recent years, the kingdom has taken action against the small orcs and the black wolf tribe one after another. Its ambition and greed are obvious. Who knows who will be the next victim?
Moreover, now that the Black Map Tribe has produced such a powerful snow werewolf, the Golden Kingdom cannot help but be on guard.
For this reason, the Snow Werewolf and the Black Werewolf are actually grasshoppers on the same rope.
As long as the territory is close to the Black Map Tribe, even if the Golden Kingdom recovers and wants to capture the Black Wolf Tribe, the Black Map Tribe will not turn a blind eye.
It is too late to plant crops this year, but Levi has often paid attention to the Tauren's every move in recent years. He knows that the Red Grass Tribe grows wheat twice a year. They can follow their example and plant a batch of winter wheat before winter comes.
Although we can't count on it this year, we will reap the rewards next year.
The Black Wolf Tribe did not want to split into several small tribes again, so they could only start farming like the Tauren. Unfortunately, the Tauren were unwilling to cooperate with them. Otherwise, with the Tauren's strength and prestige, the Golden Kingdom would have to consider it carefully.
He made the decision and within a few days he took Manlin and others to seek help from Chief Xiuer.
Xiuer didn't want to get involved in the feud between the Black Wolf Tribe and the Golden Kingdom, but if the Black Wolf Tribe wanted to make a living by farming, he would not hesitate to help.
The Tauren's many years of experience in planting is unmatched by any other race. In this regard, they dare to guarantee that even humans cannot achieve as high an yield per mu as they do.
It’s a pity that the orcs in the fantasy continent in the past were not only unwilling to farm but also wanted to hunt, and the territory was not suitable for farming. The Tauren had great farming skills, but no orcs were willing to learn them.
The Tauren are not modest and would even feel relieved if other orcs joined them in farming. Although they can exchange a lot of things every year by selling food and live a rich life, even the Tauren feel tired of farming a lot of land every year.
To be honest, Chief Xuul is very willing to see other orcs come to learn farming, even if they are from the Black Wolf Tribe. They just teach them how to plant, and there will be no other impact.
But he knew about the feud between the Snow Werewolves and the Black Werewolves. Before Blue and Jerry set off, Xuel wrote about this in a letter and asked the two minotaurs to take it back to the Black Map Tribe.
When Levi said he wanted to plant a batch of winter wheat this year, Xuer did not hesitate. He also found two minotaurs to help and lent them a batch of wheat seeds.
Levi's request had been repeatedly frustrated before, but this time he succeeded at once and got the wheat seeds. Lunbut found it incredible and grinned continuously. He followed the young patriarch to carry the wheat seeds back to his temporary residence.
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