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Chapter 37: God of War Campas

"Young clan leader! What do you think of the current development of the tribe of Base Mountain?" Harvey made up his mind to persuade Herbert to make the Hammer Tribe alert to Base Mountain.

"Oh? How about it, it's great!" Herbert replied happily, "Everyone of the orcs here can eat enough, and everyone doesn't have to worry about being reduced. The brave warriors in the tribe can also have excellent magical weapons and weapons. Hey, that steel mouth, tsk!" Herbert exclaimed repeatedly, unable to hide the envy in his eyebrows.

In love, this guy has long been attracted by the weapons distributed by the soldiers of the Base Mountain Tribe.

Harvey was a little depressed. His young patriarch was indeed really lacking in tendencies. He only focused on weapons, armor, tools, etc. all day long, but it was worthy of being a family background. If such quality was in the past, it might be very consistent with this responsibility to take over the position of patriarch of the Taurus tribe of Iron Hammer, but now, with such a bad neighbor as a barracks, the future life of the Iron Hammer Tribe may not be so beautiful.

"But, do you think this is good for the practice of the Base Mountain Tribe?" Harvey asked again unwillingly.

"Okay! Why isn't it?" Herbert replied frankly, "If all the orcs on the wasteland can live like this, they will not have robbed the war." Hey, I can't tell that our young patriarch, the pacifist, is a rare pacifist on the wasteland.

Harvey finally couldn't help it and gave up the temptation of Herbert, "But young patriarch, do you know that such a life requires a lot of food import. We cannot grow food on the wasteland, and those foods are transported from humans."

"Yes, it was transported from humans, but so what!"

"So what? Young Master, think about it, there are so many orcs on the wasteland, and they are all big-bellied men. It is not that simple to support them. The human leader of the Base Mountain Tribe can support one thousand people and two thousand people. Can he still support all orcs on the wasteland? The southern humans are so far away from here. No matter what method he uses to transport food, he cannot transport large amounts of food and maintain it forever. It is good that he can feed himself for a period of time. In the future, if there is no more food, what should these orcs do?"

"What should I do?" Herbert was also stunned by him.

"Young clan leader, you also know a truth. Since ancient times, the environment of our orc wasteland has been destined to not produce enough food and cannot feed more local orcs. The grassland of the thousands of miles of wasteland has limited livestock, so the number of orcs that can be raised is also fixed. Our ancestors have already seen through this truth, so there is a rule of survival on our wasteland: each tribe has to reduce the number of tribes themselves every winter in exchange for more and younger orcs to survive. The powerful tribes kill each other is definitely not as cruel and bloodthirsty as those humans and elves outside the wasteland promote. The purpose is not to compete for the limited share of survival in this number and lay the structure of distribution of forces on the wasteland. This path that God has already pointed out to the orcs is a destined destiny. If humans come, can it be an exception?"

Herbert was shocked and began to pay attention to Harvey's words. Although what Old Fox Harvey said was cruel, it was all the bloody reality of the wasteland for thousands of years! These are the laws that all orc nobles on the wasteland, and are also the fundamental reason for maintaining the orc races being passed down in this desperate land on the wasteland under objective conditions. They are the experiences that the orcs have tempered in the wasteland for thousands of years of struggles and struggles.

As the heir to the tribe patriarch, Herbert also has a certain understanding of this cruelty.

Can humans change this kind of dead knot?

Obviously, it cannot be. Although the human leader of this base mountain tribe claims to be powerful and can get a lot of food, the food is obviously made from outside and is definitely not produced locally. He has not changed the ability to produce in the wasteland.

Then the problem arises. Since the Base Mountain does not change the ability to produce wasteland, it cannot change the total amount of orcs that can raise orcs on the wasteland. Since the human patriarch cannot allow more production in the wasteland, he wants to save more orcs who should have died in the process of reducing taxes in the cold winter, and he also spends a lot of effort to arm them so that these orcs can live a better life. So what is his purpose?

As the heir to the Ironforge Hammer Tribe, Herbert's head is not stupid. The Taurus is also a smart-minded race in the wasteland. He had shown goodwill to the Base Mountain Tribe before, but he was really stunned by the generous food trade of the human patriarch.

Thinking about it now, what Harvey said is indeed a little reasonable. The purpose of the human patriarch of the Base Mountain Tribe is indeed to make people doubt it.

"The only way to grab, annex other tribes, and rob the grain of other tribes. If these surplus orcs survived, they will definitely do the same thing as our ancestors for thousands of years." Harvey said viciously.

"If all the magical weapons and weapons that humans have obtained from other places are equipped with those lowly orcs, they will have the strength to fight against the powerful war races."

After saying this, Herbert was even more surprised.

"According to my guess, this human being's cruel intentions are probably aimed at splitting the whole of the orcs in our wasteland."

"They are by no means caring about these old and weak people who should have died in the reduction of their treasury, but in this way they try to change the power structure on our wasteland when the cold winter and summer come next year."

"Think about it, the total combat power of our Orc Wasteland has always been centered on the strong fighting race. In fact, the efforts of all individuals in the entire wasteland orc society will eventually become the nutrients for the strong fighting race. Only with stronger warriors and stronger races can we keep our orc Wasteland when facing humans.

So what if this situation changes? If the situation in this base mountain tribe spreads, more and more old and weak, more and more poor races can survive, and eventually gather together, armed by humans, and fight against the strong fighting races that should be the main force of the Wasteland Orc race to compete for survival space, then what will our wasteland look like in the future?"

Having said this, even he couldn't help but shivered.

"That's the world is in chaos! That human being is absolutely vicious with his will!"

"He is simply fighting to disrupt the wasteland, weaken the orcs on our wasteland, and fight the front standing for humans to conquer us."

OK! With the step-by-step explanation of Harvey, the Fox High Scientist, both of them suddenly felt that they had discovered a terrible conspiracy specifically targeting all orcs on the wasteland.

"They want us to be their slaves and continue forever! This goal has never changed. The war between humans invading the wastelands has long exposed the greed of human beings. The priests of the temple have already revealed to us that human beings' greed is endless and will never be curbed. Only battle, only blood and death brought by war can awaken them!"

"The God of War Campas is above! Young patriarch, we will never let the human conspiracy succeed. Orcs will never be slaves!" When talking about the most anger in his emotions, Harvey couldn't help but turn to the sacred mountain and salute in his chest. At this moment, the great sages who have been famous throughout the ages of the Fox clan have all possessed their souls.
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