Inside the Barbarian Main Camp, Heshima was discussing the coming battle with several senior commanders of the Iron Bone Tribe.
One of them said happily, "Great Chieftain, the people from those small and medium-sized tribes have been very obedient lately.
After we drove out their chieftains and tribal elites, just as expected, without anyone to lead them, they did not dare resist at all.
Just the cattle and sheep we confiscated from those tribes during this period numbered over a hundred thousand. We also found supplies some of the tribes had secretly hidden away. Apart from weapons, furs, and the like, those bastards had actually stored quite a lot of grain.
We really could not underestimate them. They had so much grain stored up, yet they still wanted to join us to get through the winter. Those bastards deserved to starve and freeze to death."
"Exactly. Those savages from the small tribes were truly hateful. They actually wanted to cheat us out of our grain stores!"
"If the Great Chieftain had not seen through their scheme, we would have suffered a huge loss!"
Everyone was praising Heshima's foresight for seeing through the schemes of those small tribes.
After all, during this period, they had truly profited handsomely by dealing with those small tribes that had lost their core leadership.
Heshima greatly enjoyed it. He nodded and said, "Make sure you collect all those supplies properly, including the grain stores. We will need all of them in the coming battles."
"Yes, rest assured, Great Chieftain. We have already finished taking inventory. Everything has been placed in the warehouses of our camp, and the quantities are absolutely accurate. We checked them carefully."
The man put on an air of righteous indignation, while the others secretly spat in disdain. *You were the