Walking into a circular stone room, an indigenous old man was sitting cross-legged on a stone platform. A bonfire was lit in the fire pit in the middle of the room. There was a lot of ashes piled up in the fire pit. The room was only about thirty square meters.
Rows of animal meat hung on the top of the circular cave, which had been smoked black by fireworks.
There is also a doorway on the stone walls on both sides of the room, which looks like it should be a living room.
Except for the smell of fireworks, Suldak didn't smell any bad smell in the room. It is estimated that these indigenous people should have a unified toilet place.
The old man was surrounded by a thick animal skin, which had been worn so shiny that it was no longer clear that it was the leather of a magical beast.
He wore a hair crown made of colorful feathers on his head, and his face was full of wrinkles. His eyes looked cloudy under the firelight, and his eyes could not hide his wisdom. He also had a cane in his hand. When he saw Surdak
Several people walked in and waved to them to sit down.
A young indigenous girl was adding firewood to the fire. When she saw Suldak and Samira, she didn't have any panic on her face. She looked at them curiously with a pair of big amber eyes and smiled sweetly.
Turn around and leave.
His wise eyes fell on Suldak, smiled slightly, and said in stiff imperial language:
"Are you the commander of the empire? Tell me your reason for coming."
Unexpectedly, this indigenous elder could actually speak Imperial language.
Surdak sat down calmly and said directly: "I am here to ask you to send the most experienced hunter in the tribe to take us to the Dark Worm Valley in the north."
The elder turned to look at Aung San and asked him a question in Aboriginal language, and Aung San quickly answered respectfully.
The indigenous elder nodded.
He turned to look at Samira, smiled at her and said, "I haven't seen an elf in fifty years."
Samira looked at him warily and said nothing.
"If you want to investigate the Dark Worm Valley in the north, not only will I not let my children die, I will also give you words of advice. But if you just want to take a look at the ghost-striped red ant nest from a distance, that doesn't matter...
"The indigenous elder pondered for a moment and said.
He kept staring at Suldak, as if he could look through his eyes and into his heart.
Surdak said hurriedly: "I just want to see that red ant nest."
He was worried that the indigenous elders would not agree, so he continued:
"As a reward for this expedition, I can provide you with some iron tools and salt that you need daily."
The indigenous elder poked the fire with his cane, and the bonfire immediately burned. In the fierce light of the fire, Surdak's clear face was reflected.
He said to Surdak:
"No, what I need... is not just these! We can make a deal. The beast tide is coming soon. We need some warm-weather cotton quilts, felt tents, grains, and fire stones. I can use these materials.
Your favorite magic core exchange."
"Yes, and I can trade according to the prices in Dodan Town." Suldak said.
The indigenous elder waved his cane and continued:
"In addition, I have a small request. Don't disturb the devils there for the time being. We are not ready yet. We want to hide in the mountains and need more food..."
"There's no problem with that," Suldak promised.
The indigenous elder nodded, and then said an indigenous language to the tribal warrior sitting next to him:
(Dalekle, go and call Leto and Balmule and ask them to serve as guides for these imperial people.)
The indigenous warrior glanced at Surdak warily, and then replied in indigenous language:
(Yes, respected great elder!)
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the stone room.
The indigenous girl who had just walked out came in barefoot carrying a wooden plate. The wooden plate was filled with fruits. She placed the wooden plate in front of the Surdak people and sat down obediently.
Beside indigenous elders.
This indigenous girl can only be regarded as pretty, with a fairly curvy figure. Especially wearing leather armor, the rounded lower half of her chest is exposed. She seems to be exuding youthful vitality, but there are some dark spots on her cheekbones. A pair of
His eyes were very flexible, and he looked at Suldak boldly, his eyes full of curiosity.
"It's been a long time since the Imperials were willing to come over and sit down and talk with us. Those Imperials preferred to aim their sharp arrows at us, just like the monsters in the forest. They grabbed my children and took them out of Invercargill.
..." The indigenous elder looked at the bonfire in front of him and said with melancholy eyes.
Suldak had a headache thinking about opening a mine in the Invercargill Warcraft Forest. Thinking that if he really wanted to open a mine, these indigenous people might be able to help, he said: "I am different from them.
I am more willing to respect your lives, and also wonder if we can find some opportunities for cooperation without violating each other's wishes."
"I can see... there is no discrimination that goes deep into your bones in your eyes." The indigenous elder nodded and admitted.
At this time, the indigenous warrior walked into the stone room with two young men.
The two young natives were strong, carrying hardwood bows and spears on their backs, and were wrapped in animal skins. When they entered the stone room, they knelt at the feet of the native elders.
The indigenous elder pointed at the two young indigenous people and said to Suldak:
"They are called Leto and Balemule. They are the best hunters among the younger generation and the most restless at ordinary times. They are very familiar with the Dark Worm Valley area. I will let them take you to take a look at it from a distance.
Ghost-striped red ant nest.”
Surdak quickly smiled kindly at the two indigenous young people.
The two young natives had sullen faces and almost no other expressions on their faces.
Aung San said a few words to the two natives, and the two young natives answered honestly.
Seeing Aung San nod, Surdak knew that the deal was concluded, so he took out a small wooden box from his magic pocket.
The wooden box was only one foot square and heavy. When I opened the lid, I found that it was full of polished fine steel arrowheads. When the three indigenous warriors saw these exquisite fine steel arrowheads, their eyes immediately became bright.
Almost everyone in the tribe has a hardwood bow, but steel arrows are extremely limited. Many arrows are used repeatedly. Every time an arrow is shot, it must be picked up carefully. Dozens of arrows have been passed through the tip of the arrow.
It is polished again and again and then discarded until it is no longer usable.
In the Dakuni tribe, every warrior is destined to have his own knife and a fine hardwood bow.
There is no blacksmith in the tribe, and all the iron tools are bought from outside. Aung San used to travel between various tribes in the World of Warcraft Forest, helping them buy some necessary iron tools and salt from Duodan Town. The tribe would also buy some Warcraft materials
Bring the magical herbs to Aung San.
Although the indigenous tribes are in the World of Warcraft Forest, they are not often able to hunt Warcraft. Their daily life is to hunt some small forest beasts in this forest.
More often than not, these indigenous tribal warriors are actually prey in the eyes of Warcraft.
Warcraft including the Ironback Bear, Moon Blade Fire Wolf and Ghost Leopard will hunt the tribe's natives.
Coming out of the Dakuni tribe, Aung San was followed by two young natives who were fully armed. When they arrived at the cavalry camp in Surdak, they became a little nervous when they saw this group of fully armed cavalry.
The young indigenous warrior spoke a series of indigenous languages to Aung San.
Aung San said a few words, and one of the young indigenous warriors shook his head repeatedly.
Surdak looked at Aung San with questioning eyes.
Aung Sancai said: "As Balemule walks into the Warcraft Forest, the cavalry team will easily attract the attention of high-level Warcraft. Once targeted by those high-level Warcraft, it is difficult to say whether they can withdraw safely. They want us to
It can reduce the number of people going to the depths of the forest."
"Then it will be Samira and I, along with Gulitem and three other people. The rest of the people will stay with the indigenous tribes and stay where they are, waiting for us to come back."
Suldak made a decisive decision.
So, the young indigenous warriors Leto, Balemule, Aung San, Surdak, Samira, and Gulitem formed a small team and followed the zipline built by the Dakuni tribe in the valley.
, crossed a bottomless canyon, and came to the woodland on the opposite side of the cliff.
It is said that this rift valley with a depth of 100 meters is nearly a hundred miles long, with only a few cracks in the middle.
Along the way, the eyes of the two young indigenous warriors were somewhat complicated. Their eyes were full of hostility, but they were extremely loyal to the Dakuni tribe and were unwilling to violate the will of the tribe's chief elder. They looked at Samira and Gulit.
When I saw my mother, I was full of curiosity again.
Looking at the hunting bow imitating the 'Painting of Withering' on Samira's back, she was so greedy that her mouth watered.
Two indigenous warriors walked barefoot at the front, looking back from time to time to exchange words with Aung San. The group did not walk very fast in the forest, and occasionally took detours, but they never encountered ferocious monsters along the way.
The most thrilling time was when passing by the river valley, Suldak saw with his own eyes a group of giant swamp crocodiles lying on the riverside basking in the sun.
The group of people were less than a hundred meters away from the giant swamp crocodiles. He could even feel the eyes of the giant swamp crocodiles falling on them, but fortunately no fight broke out.
The ogre Gulitem also knew that groups of giant swamp crocodiles were not easy to deal with, so he did not act recklessly...