Chapter 962 193. Unexpected Development
Taking a few volunteer miners - now we should say members of the Freedom Blade, Little Small walked along the river to the east.
The Orc Totem is easy to spot because it always stands in an open space. But it’s hard to find because the clearing is in the forest.
The miners should go straight up the river, so that they won't get lost and can go far. It was almost afternoon before Little Smoke and the others arrived at the place where they found the totem.
This wooden totem was driven into the ground. The pattern is a standing giant bear. Little Small couldn't understand it, so he could only try to remember the details in his mind, and then move on.
Crossing the totem means that you have entered the territory of the orc tribe.
They moved forward carefully, listening carefully for any sound in the forest except the sound of water and wind.
Crack——
The dead branch they accidentally stepped on made them stop at the same time.
"Boss, look there..."
The person next to me pointed to a pile of weeds in front of me, where there was a puddle of feces that far exceeded that of human beings. Most importantly, it's fresh.
Scanning some footprints around him, Little Small whispered: "Let's go back..."
It was enough to confirm that the orcs were still there. If you go further, you might be discovered by the orcs.
It took them two hours to come and only one hour to go back.
“Bad news?” Lame Babu looked at Little Small and others who ran back.
"Well... the orcs are still there."
"Are we leaving again?"
Worry appeared on Lame Ba's wrinkled face.
The members of the Free Blade have just regarded this place as their home. They spent too much energy on the way here. If they run again in a short time, there will not be only thirty or so people who fall...
"We won't leave yet, but we must be prepared." Little Small also knew that now is not a good time, "You should reassure them first."
"Leave it to me."
Lame Babu walked out of the cabin and told everyone that traces of orcs had indeed been found, but their activity range was in the east and would not be close to the shelter.
Everyone felt a little relieved, but it was obviously difficult to accept being neighbors with a group of cannibal orcs. They put the construction of the cabin on hold and instead began erecting a wooden wall outside the shelter.
A squeeze won't kill anyone, and maybe it will keep you warmer, but letting the orcs break into the camp... is no different from a pack of wolves breaking into a sheepfold.
One member who had been working as a carpenter for several months even made several rafts and placed them on the north bank to facilitate breakout and escape when the orcs attacked.
People who went out to collect were also careful to avoid the direction of the orc tribe, and even had to explore towards Ize Bay.
Fortunately, as winter is approaching, ordinary hunters and lumberjacks will not go so far. This is not a trade road, and there are almost no people.
But you can see the orcs.
Little Smoke thought they were hidden enough, even lighting fires in the fireplace and fire pit after dark at night, but they were still discovered by the orc tribe.
It’s just that their contact is a bit... special.
The orc tribe sent a war eagle to deliver a letter to the humans who were facing a powerful enemy.
The illiterate Little Small handed the letter to the lame Babu. After he opened it, he saw a few lines of words written crookedly on the letter paper:
[We orcs need things, we, the orcs, need something. I like to rob you one by one. You are very poor and it is troublesome to rob you, so you can just give the things to us so that we don’t have to crush you first - Grizzly Bear Tribe Chief Bi·Ger]
"What did they say?" Little Small asked.
“Well... they are robbing us and want us to hand over our belongings.”
"This is impossible! We have to keep the money-"
"They said they would let us go after handing it over."
"-It doesn't seem impossible."
No wonder Little Smo was hesitant, that was an orc... a monster that even human soldiers couldn't fight head-on. "But how do we make sure they won't go back on their word?"
"This is the crux of the problem..." Lame Babu sighed: "We can think: they have the ability to destroy us at any time, but they have not done so, maybe it is true?"
"I'll go Try to communicate with them..."
"No, you can't take any more risks," Little Small objected.
"Don't worry, since they sent this letter, it means they are willing to communicate with us." Lame Babu smiled, "It's worth the risk."
Small Si Mo suddenly made a bold guess: "You want to cooperate with them?"
"Why not?" Lame Babu did not deny it, "Is there anything more in line with the style of Liberty City than this?"
In the end, Little Small agreed with Lame Babu to go to the orc tribe, but he had to Bring yourself.
“Anyway, if they become more animalistic, we will hardly be able to escape.”
On the afternoon of the day we received the letter, Little Small, Lame Babu and two others who were willing to follow The members arrived at the territory of the Grizzly Bear Tribe.
Before setting off, they told the people in the shelter that if they didn't come back by night, they would flee to the other side of the river and wait for someone to come from Liberty City.
Two brown-skinned orcs appeared, with ferocious fangs sticking out of their mouths. They had never seen orcs before, but the orcs in front of them at this moment were completely consistent with their imagination.
Lame Babu held up the letter: "We are here at the invitation of Chief Beggar."
The two orc warriors could not understand Common Tongue, but they recognized the letter. , led them towards the orc tribe, which had animal skins and dried meat hanging everywhere and was built of wood and thatch.
They saw Chief Bi Geer - the tallest orc holding a blood-striped battle axe.
It stood with an orc shaman wearing animal skins.
"Hello, chief and wise man of the orc tribe, I am the... guide of the Blade of Freedom." Lame Babu said.
“Something?”
Chief Bi Geer said bluntly, directly and rudely.
"They are all here." Little Small raised the money bag in his hand, "I hope you will keep your word and let us stay here for a while."
Chief Bi· Geer smiled ferociously and said: "You guys, food is alive and delicious."
Everyone's heart sank to the bottom.
Lame Babu looked at the chief who was always silent and said calmly: "We don't want to be enemies with you, we are willing to use money for peace."
"These are not enough." The chief finished. ·Ger said.
Lame Babu had no choice, they didn’t even have the courage to resist.
"Have you heard of Liberty City?" He could only try his luck.
"Free City?" The orc shaman spoke for the first time.
It seems it knows.
"We work for Lord Annan." Lame Babu said.
The orc shaman said something in the orc language. Chief Bi Geer raised his head and shouted a short syllable, and then an orc covered with scars came over.
The three orcs chatted for a few words, and the scarred orc stared at the lame Babu: "Are you from Liberty City?"
"No, we have never been there, it's just that they absorbed us into the Blade of Freedom to rescue the Kingdom people in the mire."
"That is indeed what Annan would do..." the orc said to himself Talk to yourself.
Lame Babu was a little surprised: "Do you know Mr. Annan?"
"I am the same as you." The howler said.
(End of this chapter)