Chapter 53
Qi Fang slowed down, and Yu Sui dared to show his body, crawled forward a few steps, and sat on top of his head to look at the surrounding environment with fresh eyes.
Qi under him also walked slower out of indulgence. He knew that the journey had made this active cub feel suffocated.
Even with the original owner's memories, Yu Sui would occasionally forget some details, such as not being able to easily get on the head of a snow werewolf...
He was so excited after finally going on a long trip that he only wanted to see farther and completely forgot about this matter.
Xu on the side looked at the two of them with a click of the tongue. He was about to make fun of them, but suddenly he realized where the uneasy feeling in his heart came from when he was assigning the tasks.
Next, they will separate from Uncle Heiyan and others, and only the three of them will embark on the journey to refine salt. This also means that he will have to spend the whole journey like this!
It’s enough to see this kind of excitement a few times, and there is no one to share it with along the way...
It was only then that he figured it out, as if a bolt from the blue had exploded in his ears, and Xu suddenly became depressed.
Heiyan and Bombur didn't understand what the younger generations were thinking, and they didn't bother to pay attention to them. They just walked ahead.
Bombur looked at the roofs of the Red Grass Tribe in the distance with emotion.
Back then, they fled to this continent in a panic, and the harsh environment around them almost killed them.
The Golden Kingdom and the elves were wary of each other, and neither of them took the initiative to interfere with their lives. They stopped the humans who were chasing them just to defend their own dignity.
There were nearly 10,000 dwarves who fled here at first, but more than half of them were killed or wounded.
The Tauren couldn't bear to see them suffer any more and took them in into their tribe.
Initially, both the elves and the Golden Kingdom sent people to investigate, but they left with peace of mind after seeing that the Tauren were very determined and had no intention of taking the dwarves for themselves.
It's funny to say, but in their eyes, the lives of thousands of dwarves are just objects.
The Tauren extended a helping hand to them, and their only request was to exchange farm tools with them.
The dwarves naturally had no reason to refuse. When they first found the first vein of ore, they even wanted to hand it over to the Tauren to show their sincerity.
He also wanted to use this opportunity to seek protection for their power, but unfortunately the Tauren still insisted on using the form of transaction.
At first, Bombur was just an ordinary dwarf with excellent craftsmanship. At that time, the dwarves were still a whole large tribe, and their chief had died in battle on the opposite continent.
As a result, the entire dwarf race fell apart, and finally, under the forced demands of the elves and the Golden Kingdom, they dispersed into small tribes and lived in various places on the continent.
Of course, the places where they live are under the surveillance of two forces. They do not interfere much in the life and death of the dwarves, but they also do not allow them to be owned by others. The two sides check and balance each other.
The Tauren have always maintained a neutral attitude. Although their entire tribe lives together, they are unable to compete with the other two forces and cannot sacrifice their entire tribe for the dwarves.
We can only provide the greatest strength to help them settle down, and clear out the powerful monsters around each dwarf tribe so that they can live a more stable life.
If they are captured by humans, they can escape and ask the Minotaur for help, and the Minotaur will not ignore them.
Unfortunately, due to the influence of the other two forces, the dwarves were scattered far away from the Tauren tribe.
As far as Bombur knew, a dwarf tribe had been destroyed by humans and then captured as slaves. This was only discovered when the two forces went to collect taxes.
They all knew the difficulties faced by the Minotaur, and all the dwarves remembered the help they provided to the Minotaur.
However, other members of the same tribe were obviously not as lucky as him. He met a tribe of snow werewolves who were willing to accept him and received shelter.
Bombur had once pessimistically thought that the dwarves would eventually perish on this continent, but now he actually saw a ray of hope.
Whether it was the broad-minded Black Rock Tribe or the strange cub Yu Sui, he regarded them all as miracles bestowed upon him by God and clung to them like a life-saving straw.
It was Bombur who first thought of merging the two tribes, and then he went to Black Rock to discuss it.
In fact, he had also thought about the worst outcome. If Black Rock had not agreed to the merger of the two tribes at that time, even if he really became their vassal, Bombur would definitely try his best to persuade his people.
Nothing is more important than continuing the civilization of our race. It is better than being a slave to humanity or being treated as a lifeless tool in the hands of others.
But fortunately the ending is good.
Sitting on the back of Black Rock, Bombur looked at the familiar Red Grass Tribe and the surrounding fields. His mood was completely different from the sadness and confusion he felt when he came here to trade last year, not knowing where the future would lead.
Black Rock was annoyed by the fact that he was moving around on his back, so he shook his body in dissatisfaction, causing Bombur to fall into his long hair.
Arriving at a familiar place, his melancholy mood was dispelled. Bombur stood up again, looked at the few small black dots appearing in the distance, and patted the fur of the black rock under him.
"What race is coming over there? They look like orcs!"
' cried Bombur, lest the wind should make his words so loud that they could not hear him.
With the eyesight of Heiyan, Qi and others, they had actually seen it a long time ago. When Yu Sui heard Uncle Bangbo's voice, he stood up and looked in the direction of his finger.
"It's those nasty guys from the Black Wolf Clan. Ignore them."
Xu replied in a cold voice.
It was the first time that Yu Sui heard Xu talk about another race, the Black Wolf Tribe, in such a cold voice. Yu Sui muttered while thinking hard.
Only then did I remember that it was mentioned in the original book that although the Black Wolf Tribe and the Snow Wolf Tribe were both wolf orcs, the Black Wolf orcs were cunning and treacherous, and had a feud with their tribe.
When the Golden Kingdom gathered various orc tribes to fight against the elves, the snow werewolves originally did not want to participate in this fight. It was the black wolf tribe that went to the various snow werewolf tribes to incite them.
The Snow Wolf Clan then sent warriors to participate in the battle. As a result, on the battlefield, the Black Wolf Clan used their Snow Wolf Clan warriors as meat shields, and used their military exploits to get to high positions in the Golden Kingdom.
Later, I heard that they wanted to seize power, but the Golden Lion Clan ruthlessly killed several of their generals, and they fled back to their original territory in disgrace.
The Snow Wolf Clan and the Black Wolf Clan became irreconcilable from then on and no longer considered them as fellow tribesmen.
So when they met the Black Wolf Tribe here, they all felt very unlucky.
The original owner had a vague impression of it in his memory, and Yu Sui had also seen it in the original book, so when he knew that the group of people were from the Black Wolf Clan, he was also very disgusted.
Among all the stubborn orcs, it is rare to find such a sinister and cunning race.
Even the Golden Kingdom, which was competing with the elves for territory, acted openly and honestly, and the orcs disdained to use such means.
They are even more disliked than the Golden Kingdom, which is regarded as a traitor by the orcs. Except for the Tauren who will trade with them, other races stay away from the Black Wolf Tribe, and the Snow Werewolf Tribe is even worse.
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