Three days later, Thunderclap Cliff.
Wom took a deep breath. "Take a team of people to the cave at the top and take out all the things piled inside."
The confidant took the order and went there with the soldiers. After a long while, he returned and brought out a dozen huge baskets, in which were piled black battle axes and iron knives, as well as round shields made entirely of iron.
Bearfolk's power is indeed powerful, but after all, he is still a body of flesh and blood and cannot stop arrows and sharp weapons.
But if they have weapons and shields, the situation is completely different. They can give full play to their strength and bravery. Only Bearfolk holding a shield can be called a warrior, not a beast.
It's just that Windsong Plateau is extremely short of metal, and Bearfolk doesn't know how to smelt or cast it, so it has been unable to make decent equipment.
However, the quality of the weapons in front of you is very good. They were originally provided by Ashmark Lineage to Warband for use. However, the soldiers in Warband may not necessarily be loyal to the dragon. In Lost Wilderness, reselling and smuggling is very common in Warband.
Reg spent ten years walking around Steelspine Plains, bribing Gnoll over there, and produced more than a dozen or dozens of pieces each time. After many years and months of accumulation, the reserve finally reached a certain scale.
"This is what we rely on."
Reg once said to Wom, "With these shields and iron swords, Bearfolk's army will be as powerful as Ashmark Lineage's Warband, but it still needs to be kept secret. They can only be taken out and used during a real war."
Reg attaches great importance to these equipments and hides them in the cave. Every time he comes back from an outing, he must carefully check and maintain them carefully. He squats in the cave and wipes them carefully like an old craftsman. He is careful and hopes that one day Bearfolk can rise up and no longer be oppressed and intimidated.
But he is dead now.
"Go blow the horn, call all the soldiers, and ask them to change their weapons." Wom said.
The faces of several confidants changed slightly. They knew that the big leader was talking about the horn hanging on the door beam of the cottage. The horn was taken from the remains of a Variant Species bison. It was now wrapped in animal skin and was wider than the chest of an ordinary Bearfolk.
The ancestors of Bearfolk said that only when the clan reaches a critical moment of life and death can the horn be sounded. When they massacred the Cave Dwellers clan and launched a war, they did not even touch it.
However, seeing the cold and hard look on the big leader's face, no one dared to question him, and his confidants took orders and ran out quickly.
The sound of the horn sounded, distant and low, but it was wider and farther than the horn whistle usually used by the soldiers. Bearfolk, which was distributed in the western part of the platform, all gathered towards the mountain village after hearing it.
"Take twenty people and go Mistveil Mountains."
Wom pointed to a confidant. "Find Mountain King and tell her to come directly to Windsong Plateau. Bearfolk will work with her. We will kill all Hatchling Dragon of Ashmark Lineage, and then go to Bloodridge Tribes."
"Big boss..."
The soldier who was pointed out couldn't help it. "Have we really come this far?"
Wom glanced at him. "If you don't want to go, then go with someone else."
Even though he knew that this sentence was just a literal meaning, his confidant couldn't help but take a step back, shocked by Wom's eyes. What kind of look was that. His pupils became twice as big as usual, cold, as if they were about to bleed from inside.
"I will send the message as quickly as possible."
The confidant nodded vigorously, turned around and ran out.
Another subordinate said, "So, big boss, are we going to attack now? If we want to start a war, I am willing to lead a hundred people to explore the road first."
"Not now."
Wom was silent for a while, remembering Reg's warning to him.
"Those Hatchling Dragon are in Savage Bone Canyon. If they try to run away, we can't stop them. If we attack rashly, we can easily scare them away."
Wom said, "After gathering the tribesmen, we will march from different routes. We will first surround Savage Bone Canyon, and then wait for Mountain King to arrive, and then we will attack together."
"Understood."
"There are weapons and shields here, but there is no wine or meat. Go and take out all the food stored in the village, put it here, and distribute it to the tribesmen."
Wom added, "Pass this order, no matter you are soldiers, young men, old or weak, you can come here to eat meat and drink wine. It has been a long time since I drank with everyone."
The remaining Bearfolk looked at each other in shock.
"Go quickly, I'm hungry and thirsty inside." Wom growled.
Several subordinates finally nodded and went their separate ways.
Wom Finally there was no one around him. He stared blankly at the sky, took a deep breath, and exhaled little by little.
He had nothing to say and no other thoughts in his mind.
This is blood vengeance, which will last until death and only after death.
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Meanwhile, Nickel Dragon from Gray Mountain Black Lake has arrived.
In fact, Gray Mountain and Black Lake are two different pieces of land. Gray Mountain was the family's northern defense line, used to resist Windsong Plateau and Mistveil Mountains's Aberrant Monster.
Black Lake is even wider and is the eastern border of the family facing Tagoma Kingdom.
It's just because the environment of the two areas is similar, the lord Karajiege who rules Gray Mountain is the spouse of the lord Zane who rules Black Lake, so the family members are used to reading them together.
To be precise, Nickel Dragon are from Gray Mountain.
In addition, there is another Iron Dragon who also followed into the platform. His name is Gax·Karajiege. The number of Dragon Corps is the same as that of Ferrum. When they left Ochre Valley, the Hatchling Dragons were basically in groups of three or four, with no more than five at most.
Ferrum greeted them outside Savage Bone Canyon.
"In recent times, you have often entered the Gray Mountain area for hunting, right?"
After a brief greeting, Gax asked directly.
Moqi and Bido, who were originally prepared to receive them warmly, were immediately startled, and the atmosphere immediately became a little subtle. Ferrum was also startled for a moment, and looked at Iron Dragon and nodded. "Yes."
"Gray Mountain is the land of Lord Karajiege. You have taken food from our land without permission. This has made Lord Karajiege angry and asked me to hold you accountable."
Gax looked at Ferrum: "If it were us, we would go hunting in Windsong Plateau, and you wouldn't agree."
"Watch your words, Gax."
Before Ferrum could speak, Moqi gritted his teeth and jumped out first. "Have you forgotten who the Chrome Dragon is in front of you? When you treat a Archaic Species, I can't feel any respect in your words."
"Just because you can't feel it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
Gax glanced at him, then looked at Ferrum again. "I'm discussing the matter."
"Taking it as a matter of fact, it was indeed my negligence." Ferrum said.
"In this case, in accordance with the order of Lord Karajiege, the pigs, deer, cattle, sheep, and Aberrant Monster wild animals that you hunted before will be calculated by yourself, and finally converted into wealth and coins, and handed over to me to collect and take away as compensation."
Ferrum thought for a while and said, "Okay."
"My men received your message and asked Nickel Dragon to go to Windsong Plateau for support. As their leader, I have the responsibility to take care of Nickel Dragon. If they die here, it will be a big loss to the family and Gray Mountain, so we have to come together."
Gax paused for a moment and said, "In addition, you are our companion in Ochre Valley and the strongest one in Hatchling Dragon. I respect your strength and character, and I am willing to help you."
As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly. "We will fight with you to the end."
"I should be the one to thank."
Ferrum smiled, "Have you eaten anything?"
Blame is real and help is real, there is no conflict between the two.
This is how Iron Dragon speaks. Other dragons, such as Metallic Dragon, would probably think that Gax's words were offensive and rude, and Chromatic Dragon would secretly hate it. However, Heavy-Metal Dragon can understand that the politics of the Iron Dragon family are actually as straightforward as their words.
Ferrum led them to a cave in the canyon and took out the big snake hunted by Snake-Eye Lake as a treat.
Gax and Ferrum exchanged their recent experiences. Nickel Dragon gathered together to whisper, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up and became harmonious.
"Ferrum."
During this period, Moqi went out, met the messenger from Steelspine Plains, and returned to Ferrum.
Moqi said, "Tungsten Dragons wrote back and said that they have just experienced a fierce battle and are exhausted. They have also been assigned a huge number of tasks by Lord Nolantel. They have many chores that need to be dealt with urgently and cannot support us."
"Oh."
Ferrum didn't take it seriously. "Why don't you show off by eating cold meat?"
Moqi lost interest and said in despair, "Both Kेलaili and Bido summoned their companions, but I couldn't accomplish anything. A lot of things happened during this period, and I feel very useless."
"You..."
Ferrum originally wanted to say that you have always been like this, but Moqi seemed to be really sad, so he smiled and rubbed his head, "I couldn't summon my companions, it's okay."