A group of rabbits are busy reinforcing the wooden fence beside the village. They are said to be rabbits, but in fact they look basically the same as humans, except for the pair of rabbit ears on their heads.
The trees around the village are relatively sparse, and it can be seen that they have been cut down. Some simple crops are scattered on the hillside, including vegetables, beans and some brown mushrooms. Unfortunately, their growth is average.
There are about 200 rabbit ears in the village, and they all live in tall mushrooms.
That’s right, these mushrooms are taller than people, and they are hollowed out to form rooms. The tops of the mushrooms are also very colorful, including orange, bright red, light blue, and a small amount of light green. It looks like
Very magical and beautiful.
The large and small mushroom houses gathered together look like a fairy tale.
The men, women, and children in the village seemed to be very busy. They were running around in a hurry, constantly moving stones, adding wooden fences, and sharpening the upper parts of the wooden walls to increase the lethality.
Unfortunately, their iron tools were limited, and there were not many weapons. Most of them were sharpened wooden poles to make spears, and only a small number of spear points were put on iron heads.
The gun heads are also full of small chips. They must have been used for a long time, but they are polished very brightly and have no rust. I think they must be well maintained.
Lorraine Hill was quietly observing this group of special races on the opposite hill.
The Rabbit Ear tribe is a branch of the orc tribe. In the First Era, the orcs were widely distributed in every corner of the continent and had their own country. They were the most powerful race after the elves at that time. They had their own unique culture.
Words and customs.
However, there are huge differences among orcs. Some are very murderous and violent, while others are very gentle and weak. They cannot be generalized.
The group of rabbits in front of us belong to a relatively weak clan. According to historical records, even during the heyday of the Orc Empire, they often worked as farmers and auxiliaries. The only time they participated in the war was that the records left behind were
Very ugly.
The girl is not very clear about the current external situation, but she can probably guess that these rabbits must be living a very bad life. Most of them are thin, poorly dressed, and wearing many patches, making them very thin.
In the early morning of autumn, it was a bit chilly in the mountains, and some young rabbits were shivering from the cold. It was much better after the sun rose.
The only thing worthy of praise is that they love to be clean and are relatively united.
Although the clothes are worn out, they are washed white and there are not many stains visible. The collaboration during the work is very good. If there is a rabbit that cannot be handled by one person, others are willing to help and it can be seen that they are very diligent.
Everyone works together, no one is lazy, even the little rabbit will do simple things within his ability.
"Kanda...how are the preparations in the village now?"
An old man with a pair of gray rabbit ears on his head was holding a cane and asked a strong young man in front of him. This young man also had a pair of gray rabbit ears on his head, but they were black.
"Father, we have renovated the walls around the village and put stones on the back to reinforce them. We are almost done."
"Okay...Okay...Have everyone in the village gathered? Is there anyone who is outside and hasn't come back yet?"
"Almost everyone is back, except Eden. He said he was going to find other villages for help."
"Other villages, oh... don't embarrass others, there are several surrounding Rabbit Ear villages. Everyone knows the situation well. If they are not surviving in difficulties, there will be no spare capacity to help us."
"When I was young, there were more than a dozen villages of various sizes in this forest. At that time, they could support each other and communicate with each other. At that time, we could even get some iron products. But now, there are only 5 villages left.
, I’m afraid there will only be 4 of them in a while, alas..."
"Father, can't we leave this dangerous forest?"
The young man with black rabbit ears was a little puzzled and excited.
"Leave? Where can you go if you leave here?"
The old man sighed and touched a hair pendant hanging on the crutch. The main body of the pendant was a pendant ball, and below it was a bronze nameplate wrapped with several strings. On the nameplate were engraved two words. If
If you are familiar with the orc language, you will know that the two characters above mean "white banner".
"The Kuangya Empire, once a powerful country, has disappeared for thousands of years. Now it is the world of humans. It is different wherever you go. In this mountain forest, at least you can still have freedom. After you leave, you can only be a slave.
."
"But, I heard that there are still a large number of orc tribes on the Gufiya grassland, and we can go there."
"No... Silly boy, in a foreign country, the same kind of people are sometimes even scarier than humans."
"Although humans will capture us as slaves, at least we can survive. But when we meet the same kind, we rabbit ears may be used as food. Don't think this is alarmist. This kind of thing happened a lot back then.
Pass."
The rabbit-eared old man shook his head and looked at the busy tribesmen down the hillside. He was silent for a while before speaking.
"If you can't resist later, just take this nameplate and take the remaining young men and children who can still walk to other villages."
"This is the clan plate given to us by the Rabbit Ear Clan when the Kuangya Empire was still there. The entire Rabbit Ear Clan only received three nameplates, namely the Black Jing, the White Jing, and the Gray Jing."
"Thousands of years ago, with this nameplate, one could have the qualifications to grow grains south of the Gaudan Plain and be protected by the Imperial Rangers. As an obligation, the three Rabbit Ears tribes had to pay a sufficient amount to the Empire every year.
food to maintain the relationship.”
"It is said that the first few years were fine. Later, as the number of our clan continued to increase, in order to control the number, the empire transferred young people to fight or work."
"They say it's a war, but in fact they are using us Rabbit Ears as cannon fodder, or even as rations for the march."
"However, our clan is too weak to resist, so we can only let it go. Therefore, you don't have to miss the old Wind Empire. You have to be more careful when you see other carnivorous orc tribes."
The black-eared young man found it difficult to accept this fact. He had no other way to know about these thousands of years of history, and he heard about it for the first time today.
"I understand, father."
The young man's tone was a little heavy, and then he continued to ask.
"Aren't you leaving?"
"I'm already old. I can't walk fast anymore, and I can't do any work. I just waste food."
"You have grown up, and I have taught you everything you need to teach." The old man touched the young man's head with his withered palm, showing a pleased smile.
"When people meet, they will be separated one day, so don't be sad. Besides, isn't there still the possibility of victory? Are you, a young man, not as ambitious as me?"