Ferrum walked to the fire, took a look, and nodded to Moqi and Bido.
Dragons never know what politeness and humility are. After getting Ferrum's approval, the Hatchling Dragons immediately started to move. Kेलaili took a bite of half a wild boar, Moqi tasted unknown fruits, and Bido was more interested in the dried meat, so he snatched it away and put it aside.
Hatchling Dragon each looked for food and lowered their heads to chew.
Seven or eight Mountain Goblin warriors stood aside, looking at the hunting food and the tribe's grain reserves, which were swept away by several dragons in the blink of an eye. Their faces showed an angry look, but the leader Yazi looked calm and silent.
Ferrum ignored Kेलaili's food protection, dragged the remaining wild boar meat away, held it under his paws and ate it, signaling Yazi to come over.
"Ferrum·Solaxus, this is my name."
Ferrum said his name and asked, "How much do you know about Bearfolk."
Yazi was stunned for a moment. He had no doubt about the observation ability of these dragons. When Hatchling Dragon were walking in the cave, they would definitely be able to see the fact that Mountain Goblin had transferred young men and property.
He was ready to face the wrath of leader White Dragon, but he did not expect that after White Dragon came down, his demeanor and tone were very calm. Not only did he not call for an apology, but he started talking about Bearfolk.
With just one word, the originally tense and guarded atmosphere suddenly relaxed. The anxiety rolling in Yazi's heart was suppressed, and the words he had repeatedly considered were of no use.
"Windsong Plateau has three tribes in total. Bearfolk is the most powerful, with a thousand powerful warriors. Their minions are weapons themselves, and they can also use battle axes and spears."
Yazi moved his lips and thought for a moment, "Even if Mountain Goblin and Cave Dwellers join forces, they cannot defeat them."
"A thousand."
Ferrum nodded slightly. "Let's talk about Wom, the leader Bearfolk you mentioned before."
"Wom is a Bearfolk with the ability to cast spells. Even in the history of Windsong Plateau, this situation is very rare. He is called the Bear King by the Bearfolks and leads the rise of the entire Bearfolk tribe."
Yazi said, "That guy is unreasonably strong. Four years ago, we and Cave Dwellers fought against Bearfolk. Cave Dwellers designed an ambush and attracted a ferocious giant wolf from Sixth-Level Disaster, who wanted to kill Wom."
Yazi glanced at Kेलaili and seemed to be comparing the size of Cobalt Dragon and the ferocious giant wolf. "Wom fought with the giant wolf with his bare hands and thunderstorms. Finally, he rode on the giant wolf and lifted the skull of the ferocious giant wolf. Later, he made the wolf skin into a big cloak and draped it on himself."
"I have never been to the Bearfolk cottage, but I heard from Cave Dwellers who escaped that the place was a bloody slaughterhouse, with animal skins and human skins hanging on the walls, and male bears eating raw food around the campfire. Wom was sitting on a tall pile of bones, looking down at it all."
Yazi was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Actually, since the story of Wom killing a wolf with his bare hands spread, he began to claim to be the master of Windsong Plateau."
"The owner of Windsong Plateau is Ashmark Lineage." Ferrum said.
"Yes."
Yazi lowered his head. "The master of Windsong Plateau will always be Ashmark Lineage."
"However, the Bearfolk you described is different from the Bearfolk we saw."
Kेलaili next to him interjected. "Bearfolks are very respectful to us and say to be careful of other clans plotting evil intentions. Then you tell us that Bearfolk claims to be the master of Windsong Plateau. Who do you think we should believe?"
"I dare not make a choice for Giant Dragon, but Mountain Goblin's ancestors once taught us that bears are a cunning race."
Yazi said, "When they are weak, mountain bears will pretend to be stupid and honest, but once they find the opportunity to attack, they will lash out and eat people."
"Isn't this just like our overlord?"
Moqi said in a confused manner.
Kेलaili wanted to rush over and knock him over, but considering that Mountain Goblin was on the side and in order to maintain the dignity of Giant Dragon, Cobalt-Blue Overlord chose to be patient.
"When I was inspecting Savage Bone Clan just now, I found that your retreat was really orderly. You removed all the young, young, and old, as well as food and property in the tribe. Only some old, weak, sick, and disabled people who couldn't move were left in the cave, numb and waiting to die when facing us."
Ferrum looked at Yazi with yellow eyes. "Since you have decided to leave, why not leave more simply, and what are you going to do if you stay?"
"We have nothing but respect for Giant Dragon. This is a decision we have to make for the survival of the tribe."
Yazi paused for a moment. "As for me... I stay here because of the Savage Bone Clan's loyalty and sincerity to the family. A person of sufficient weight needs to explain all this. If Giant Dragon is angry because of this, please let the flames burn only on me."
"But, where can you hide Qingzhuang? Windsong Plateau can't stay any longer. Sooner or later we will find him out, not even in other areas of the family, because Lord Great Dragon's methods are even more ruthless."
Ferrum's eyes glanced towards the distance, as if searching. "In the end, it can only be outside the border, Mistveil Mountains."
Yazi lowered his head and could not see the expression on his face.
"So."
Ferrum withdrew his gaze and said softly, "In your eyes, are we, the masters, more terrifying than the enemies in the Mistveil Mountains and Aberrant Monster?"
Yazi raised his head, his expression changed complicatedly, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Silent reply.
Ferrum saw his move, thought for a while, and fell silent.
Along the way, he saw many tribes, including Gnoll, Gray Dwarves, Kobold, including the current Mountain Goblin, Everyone is poor and burdened with heavy labor, and they all have developed a cautious character. When they see Ferrum, they are both afraid and wary, even more so than the enemy and Aberrant Monster.
The source of all this is of course because of Ashmark Lineage, or in other words, because of Taigo.
Taigo oppressed the Lost Wilderness tribes extremely severely. He hollowed out the mountains, sucked up the rivers, and squeezed out every drop of blood from his family members. He was cruel and cruel. The tribes of Lost Wilderness respected his power, but secretly hated his rule.
However, Taigo is not a pure tyrant. He is extremely generous to his tribe and is willing to share his land with other family members, making them the lords of Lost Wilderness.
He placed the Dragon Hatchlings in a warm valley and took good care of them. Every year Dragonbirth Day and Taigo would not hesitate to send congratulations and fine wine. The Dragon Hatchlings received comprehensive protection and generous treatment without having to do anything.
There are three Dragon Hatchlings in Ochre Valley with Ember Scar as their surname, but the treatment of the dragons is no different from them from beginning to end. Even Lesser Dragon later had the opportunity to study at Red Fort.
Therefore, Ferrum is not qualified to judge the family's rule. He is a vested interest and the one who enjoys the success. Wilderness Races can fight against the family and accuse Taigo Hatchling Dragon can't handle's tyranny. Great Dragon personally raised them with the blood of all races, so they can only stand on Ashmark Lineage's side.
What Ferrum thinks of is that the family's authoritarian iron-bloodedness and brutal oppression are actually not conducive to the development of the territory's power and long-term stability. If improved and more reasonable governance methods are used, better results may be achieved.
If we can gain a firm foothold, Ferrum is determined to practice it in Windsong Plateau.
An extremely sharp bone whistle sounded in their ears. The Hatchling Dragons smelled the dangerous smell in the air and stood up uneasily.
"Aberrant Monster!"
Mountain Goblin sentry yelled.
The sides of the canyon trembled, gravel fell, and figures climbed along the cliff one after another, appearing in Hatchling Dragon's field of vision, their ferocious limbs reflecting the dazzling light in the sun.