The sky was getting dark, Bearfolk the prisoners finished their day's work and returned to the camp one after another.
After surrendering, they were not treated very harshly. Although the labor of carrying rolling stones was heavy, with Bearfolk's strength and physical fitness, they could still maintain it. In addition, the master allowed them to rest, so it was not hard work.
Mountain Goblin built a prison camp on the sand above the canyon. The Bearfolk people were fed and housed in this area. Their food was barley paste sprinkled with minced meat. Although the wooden shed was simple, it could provide shelter from wind and rain.
After finishing his labor service, Bearfolk can still move around freely. As long as he does not leave the camp, the guards will basically not interfere.
All in all, life was going pretty well.
However, as the bloody smell of the brutal fighting in the foothills gradually faded away, the prisoners could not help but have other thoughts.
"Mountain Goblin's supervision has obviously become lax. At first he was a samurai with a sword, then he became an ordinary soldier, and now he is a new recruit who doesn't understand anything."
"After the death of the leader, the big leader will definitely launch a war, and Mountain Goblin's manpower is obviously insufficient. Maybe those sword warriors have been killed by now."
"Hatchling Dragon's activity pattern is that they come once in the morning and once in the afternoon. You can't tell when they will appear, but after seeing them twice, they won't come again."
"The new Mountain Goblin are stupid. If they can climb into the guard post, they can kill them with bare hands. Even if they can't get up, they won't be able to stop us if we try to run away."
The prisoners exchanged such news.
In the second half of the night, Bearfolk, who were secretly communicating together, finally couldn't hold it any longer. Under the cover of darkness, they quietly gathered together, exchanged glances with each other, and tiptoed toward the camp gate, trying to escape from the canyon while the guards were napping.
"What are you going to do?"
Kane walked out of the shadows, stood at the exit of the camp, and stopped in front of them, holding a wooden shield and a stone ax in his hand. He was the only soldier allowed to hold weapons in the prisoner camp.
"Kane, you traitor, don't you know what we are going to do?"
Bearfolks tried their best to suppress their voices.
"I'm not a traitor. I'm a member of the Skullcrusher Clan just like you." Kane shook his head.
"You still have the nerve to mention Skullcrusher Clan."
Someone couldn't control their anger. "You are the youngest among us. Because of your talents, you are very valued by the leader, and everyone takes care of you. But you betrayed the leader's information and went to lick the dragon's toes. Is this how you repay the clan's upbringing?"
"I told the big boss's information and surrendered to Hatchling Dragon because I felt that what Hatchling Dragon said to Reg made sense."
Kane paused and said slowly, "We can be loyal to Ashmark Lineage or Mountain King, or even join Bloodridge Tribes or Bearfolk. I accept it, but the big boss is so vacillating, lying repeatedly, accepting Ashmark Lineage's protection, contacting Mountain King, and then dedicating gold to Bloodridge Tribes. This is something I don't agree with, and it's a bit shameful."
"What do you know?"
Bearfolk on the opposite side scolded, "You are too young to understand what happened ten years ago. A foreigner can scare you into being deceived by just inciting a few words. The big boss and the leader are planning and saving like this so that Bearfolk can one day get rid of oppression and be his own master without having to be loyal to anyone."
"This is a good reason, but it's too far-reaching. Our army only has a thousand people, and we don't even have legendary warriors. How can we be our own masters in a wilderness where monsters are rampant?"
Kane said, "If Reg is not dead, kills Hatchling Dragon, and leads us to defect from Bloodridge Tribes, Bearfolk will still be oppressed by Mountain Titan. By then, will we have to kill Goliath again and survive and flee to other places again?"
"Then what do you want?" Bearfolk on the other side gritted his teeth and sucked.
"I don't know."
Kane shook his head. "I just think this is wrong, but I haven't figured out what to do specifically."
"Then get out of the way."
Bearfolk growled, "You like to be a slave, but we don't like it. We want to go home."
"I'm telling you this because we are all of the same race. We all stay here. After the war, whether it's the victory of the dragons or the victory of Bearfolk, we can all go home."
Kane also amplified his voice. "But by defecting now, do you think that the dragons and Mountain Goblin are fools? Everyone here will be killed by you."
He was silent for a moment, glanced at the sentry high up, and added, "Perhaps, this was their deliberate design."
"Get away!"
Bearfolks can't bear it anymore. "Don't force us to kill you."
When he said this, Kane was also excited. He reached out and wiped the mane on his chest. "I am the fifth warrior Bearfolk. I hold a weapon in my hand. Am I afraid of you?"
"Everyone, come out!"
Kane looked at the wooden shed and raised the stone axe. "If they escape, none of us will survive. I have the responsibility to take care of the prisoners. As the leader, I give the order to capture these traitors!"
"If the big boss knows, he will definitely chop off your head with his own hands." Bearfolk from the opposite side roared and rushed forward.
"I would also like to ask Wom to answer those questions just now."
Kane took a deep breath, the white light in his eyes flashed, and he took the initiative to meet the attack.
"As the master expected, once we relaxed the control, those Bearfolk couldn't hold themselves back anymore. They secretly colluded and tried to escape at night, and an internal fight broke out with Kane." Yazi reported.
When Ferrum arrived, the fighting was already over.
The ground was littered with seventeen Bearfolk dead. Blood flowed from the torn throats and chests of the corpses, forming winding ravines on the gravel ground.
Kane stood in a pool of blood, breathing heavily, his chest still heaving violently. The weapon had been thrown somewhere, and there was only a wooden shield in his hand that was about to break.
The surviving Bearfolk were standing around him, and many of them were injured. Although they were fighting with bare hands, the atmosphere seemed to be more tragic than on Battlefield. Each of them had a heavy expression, and their faces were sad and ferocious.
A few moments ago at night, they personally killed their fellow tribesmen who still wanted to escape back to Thunderclap Cliff.
Ferrum slowly scanned the faces of those Bearfolk, and after a long silence, he said, "Is there anyone who hasn't taken action?"
Hearing Hatchling Dragon's question, the Bearfolks subconsciously looked at their companions behind them. Two Bearfolks did not try to escape, but they did not participate in the battle either. They just stayed in the wooden shed and watched the whole process.
"Come to the front." Ferrum said.
The two Bearfolk were at a loss and slowly walked up to Hatchling Dragon.
"Kane, chop off their heads." Ferrum said again.
Kane was startled. His originally ferocious expression changed rapidly. He looked at the two Bearfolk, then at Hatchling Dragon, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Master, they did not defect and are innocent."
Kane explained in a low voice and tried to persuade.
"Kane gave the order as the leader, but these two Bearfolk refused to obey. Isn't this rebellion?"
Ferrum said.
"Master, it's not that we refused to obey, we were just stunned and didn't react at all. Please forgive us, Master."
The two Bearfolk were timid and did not dare to resist, so they could only beg for mercy with a slight trembling.
"As a soldier, I say I can't react."
Ferrum ignored their replies and looked at Kane: "Do you want me to help you?"
Kane had no choice but to grit his teeth, raise the ax and cut off two heads again.
"Skullcrusher Clan has been the dependent of Ashmark Lineage from beginning to end. They are the two fools Wom and Reg. They thought they had power and secretly planned a rebellion. It is not your fault that cannibalism is committed by them. You are saving your own tribe."
Ferrum said, "You don't have to work anymore. You can have a good rest. Lord Ferrum is not Lord Zane. I will treat my loyal family members leniently."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hatchling Dragon suddenly turned around and left, followed by Savage Bone Warriors from the brigade.
The huge prisoner camp was no longer guarded.
"Aren't you going to order them to join the war? If these Bearfolk appear on Battlefield, they might force Skullcrusher Clan to waver."
After walking down the mountain path, Yazi suggested.
"No."
Ferrum shook his head. "They are the foundation of my rule Bearfolk, they are very precious."