Although dozens of bear monsters were dealt with, more than a hundred bear monsters remained, and these hundreds of bear monsters made Liu Zhen stunned for a long time.

  Every goblin's hands and feet were icy cold, hoping that the terrible Magistrate Pi wouldn't also break their spines and throw them into the wilderness to become a midnight snack for wolves.

  Liu Zhen was actually admiring the robust physique of these bear-like men, but unfortunately there wasn't a mine like Borg Village's, otherwise this kind of physically strong slave would be a great choice.

  A cave was used as their dungeon, and the entrance of the cave was symbolically fenced with wooden bars.

  Gazza, the skunk leader of the Kunk tribe, volunteered to take watch, his arm freshly broken from a battle with the Ursa and his head wrapped in bandages.

  After Liu Zhenhuan agreed to his request, the poor skunk knelt on the ground and kissed Liu's boots, saying that he would be grateful even if he were to die for it. The little horse's flatulence was like a dense shower of Kaqiu Sha's magic water arrows.

  Liu Zhenhong unceremoniously took over Anduril's cave, first putting the two little beasts to sleep, and then hastily interrogating two of the bear-like creatures that looked slightly more refined and had slightly more luxurious armor. He really wanted to know why his family members and subjects were ambushed by these bandits as soon as they arrived at the Red Earth High Slope in Feilong Village.

  It's better to be a coincidence. Liu Zhen said.

  When the two goblin leaders were brought over separately, they had already cried and begged for mercy. After slapping each other a hundred times and perforating an eardrum as an appetizer, they didn't dare to hide anything anymore and told everything in detail.

  Considering that the two goblins' words were not very coherent, Liu Zhenshen let Ningyu act as a secretary on the side, using a goose feather pen to record the important matters sorted out by Liu Zhenshen on papyrus.

  The price of papyrus is the cheapest among all papers in the Kingdom of Mong, but it's still not cheap, one gold coin per knife. This paper doesn't have as good a texture as the lampwick grass paper, nor does it have the snowy white color of sheepskin paper. (PS: What's the point of having paper for wiping your eyes?)

  Ning Yu's handwriting is the most beautiful among all people, with a delicate and elegant style that makes Xiao Hu Li think of both admiration and jealousy.

  Liu Zhenhong didn't know where he got the strange red ink from, and with his slender fingers, he recorded the intermittent description of Xiong Dijing on the papyrus paper.

  The earth spirits bandits on the wasteland also have different factions according to their respective tribes.

  This group of bear spirits belongs to the Koson tribe, fifty miles south of Red Soil Ridge. The Red Soil Ridge and the southern bank of the Sanggan River are within their sphere of influence. The name of the tribe comes from their leader - that unlucky egg whose mouth was torn apart by Liu Zhen, and whose spine was broken.

  This tribe is distinct from other goblin tribes on the wasteland in that they are all composed of purebred bear goblins, with one hundred and eighty adult bear goblin warriors making up their entire armed forces. In addition to this, their camp also has around fifty or so female bear goblins and over a hundred bear goblin children. The reason why there are so few female bear goblins in the Kosen tribe is that whether it's goblinoids or goblins, the reproductive ability of females is almost as bad as that of mice. Excessive population would bring unnecessary food burdens, so the Kosen bear goblin tribe only needs around fifty or so female bear goblins to give birth to offspring.

  Most of the Earth Spirit tribes follow the same survival and reproduction rules, only keeping male offspring as they will be the future warriors. Female babies born are abandoned in the wilderness to fend for themselves, except for a few strong ones kept for future breeding purposes, and are treated the same way as the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

  For this point, Kosen and Liu Zhenyong have the same idea, but the difference is that Liu Zhenyong will break the opponent's spine when exiling the bear.

  Because there is no authentic bloodline of earth elementals, the Kosen Bear Earth Elemental tribe does not have the ancient art of raising giant beasts. Their robust bodies that are in no way inferior to those of the cannibal demons are their greatest assets.

  These few bear-like creatures' self-descriptions caused several girls' eyebrows to furrow, and the eavesdropping Tortoise Elder, who had also heard rumors before, felt a chill in his heart as he listened to these bear-like creatures speak personally.

  The bandits on the vast wasteland are not a monolithic entity, they also have their own spheres of influence among themselves and often engage in cross-border firefights, sometimes with the cannibalistic demon tribe, sometimes with other earth spirit tribes.

  This sneak attack on Red Bluff Hill is a coincidence that would only happen in China.

  Just five or six days ago, this group of goblins was roaming their own territory, preparing to make "resource reserves" for the winter, when they ambushed a group of human merchants who were being escorted by the Bimon Knights.

  Originally, there were human merchants who had a large team of Bimon Knights protecting them, and with the help of a dragon's gallstone, they didn't dare to act rashly. However, it was strange that this team of Bimon Knights only escorted the merchants for a very short distance, and after crossing the Sanggan River, they ignored the merchants' strong protests and returned. What's even more outrageous is that these Bimon Knights also refused the human merchants' request to return to Waiserspahn, and instead abandoned these unarmed human merchants in the vast wilderness.

  There's no reason to refuse the fat meat delivered right to their mouths. After carefully observing that there were no hidden dangers, the bear-like creatures quickly swept away this group of unarmed human merchants. Compared to the bountiful harvest in the period of wings, the wealth on these human merchants was indeed a bit pitifully small.

  However, the Xiongnu tribes inadvertently obtained an important message from the mouths of human captives. Before the Mongolian knights destroyed the boats crossing the river, they had told these merchants that if they did not dare to advance into the wilderness, they could wait on the red soil slope. Because a branch of the Mongolian village would soon migrate from the north bank of the Sanggan River, this branch of the Mongolian village was sparsely populated and consisted of the Pigu tribe and some weak vassal tribes, bringing large numbers of livestock, and would be stationed on the north bank of the Sanggan River as an outpost in the future.

  This village of Mige will provide merchant ships for their return voyage.

  The human captives repeatedly emphasized that this was what the Bimon knights who escorted them told them.

  As for why they had the Knights of Bimon escorting them, these merchants didn't know the exact reason either, only that it was the knights who took the initiative to approach them and proposed the escort request. These humans were all small-time traveling merchants in the northeastern province of the Kingdom of Bimon, who were worried about the approaching winter season and would have had to spend a considerable amount of money hiring skilled mercenaries to accompany them on their return journey. Such a good opportunity was presented to them, so why would they refuse?

  Such good things have been happening continuously, almost every day a team of Mongolian cavalry escorted a group of human merchants across the Sanggan River and then returned, almost giving these merchants to the Kosen tribe's bear-like strong robbers on this land.

  The Koson bear tribe was stunned by the pie that fell from the sky. Although the number of human merchants who came to their doorstep every day was decreasing, and they were all small-time peddlers with little profit, the month's worth of dry rations each of them carried was a welcome addition for the Koson tribe as winter approached.

  Without exception, after these merchants were captured, they also said that the Red Earth Slope was about to move to a village of Baimen, and similarly, they declared that this was what the Baimen knights who escorted them across the river "specially" told them.

  Beastly hordes! And the Bimon women that the earth spirits love the most! These words make the bear earth spirit bandits' blood boil.

  In the aesthetics of the Gnome, they never thought that the women of their own race were beautiful. Although the Piggu women weren't good-looking either, they were still much better than those hags of their own kind. A few lucky Gnomes who had been with Piggu women boasted about their past experiences, saying things like "slightly thick waist", "strong and sharp cries and twists", "bronze-colored skin" and "upright noses pointing to the sky", all of which filled the Gnomes' bodies with a strong desire and power.

  So these bear-like creatures have been lurking around the Red Earth Slope for days, and a village consisting of weak and incompetent Pigs and even weaker vassals has made them feel bold. At the same time, the Koson tribe has strictly blocked this news, because they are afraid that once the news spreads, it will attract stronger bandit tribes to covet.

  What happened next is self-evident and what has already occurred is the best proof.

  The only difference between reality and expectation was that among the migrating Piggu villages, there were no Piggu women who had been fantasized about by the Kuma Puni for a long time. Instead, there were hundreds of human lolis and two stunning beauties!

  The earth spirit thief's words triggered a huge silence.

  The goose feather pen in Ningshu's hand paused on the xuan paper, slowly dripping out a solid red dot.

  "How long has it been since Helen and I got the title of Holy Altar Sacrifice?" Liu Zhen shook his fingers.

  "Less than half a month." Jingyu replied, twirling the goose feather fan in her hand.

  "It's fortunate that I only spent five days at Taomu La Ya Snow Mountain, if I had delayed my return by one more step, the consequences would have been unimaginable." Liu Zhen's eyelids drooped downward.

  "Those compared to Mong Knights......" The little fox also seemed to have sensed something, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and her long, pretty eyelashes quivered.

  "I know who it is." Evie's face looked a bit unsightly, although there was no real evidence, but her temper, which was actually extremely fiery, couldn't help but want to blurt out the name.

  "Vera, don't say who it is, it's no fun if you say it out loud." Liu Zhen said with a casual smile.

  Compared with the three girls' worries, Liu Zhen seemed as if nothing had happened.

  He became extremely interested in the lives of the gumiho and continued to ask questions, especially about some details, such as what they ate, what they wore, where their weapons came from, etc., all of which were asked very thoroughly.

  The food sources of the Uruk-hai are complex, and it is astonishing to all present that they almost eat everything. Apart from hunting wild beasts, their food ranges from competing with vultures for carrion to competing with rabbits for roots; compared to Hobbits, their diet is even more extensive. They like to take mud baths, and generally will not remove the rotten armor on their bodies unless they are stripped of it after death or find better equipment. The bronze weapons excavated from the muddy soil of the wasteland during the War of the Gods are their best weapons, although they occasionally obtain some inferior weapons through other means.

  "So, do you dead people eat?" Liu Zhenrong chimed in with a somewhat excited tone, asking a question that everyone wanted to know but also found disgusting: "I'm referring to the corpses of your companions, or those of Mong and humans."

  "We usually don't eat it, but when we're really hungry, we'll eat it." A bear-like creature looked at him for a long time and replied honestly.

  As soon as these words came out, the coral elder who loved life felt that it was a huge mistake to just persuade Lord Lich to leave these bear spirits behind.

  "What if you get sick?" Liu Zhen asked again.

  "We're rarely ill, and if someone is, we just leave them in the wilderness." Another mouthy Kuma jumped up to show off: "If it's a battle injury, and they're close by, we'll go find those Bhikkhu monks living on Red Earth Ridge to treat them. If it's too far, we won't bother, too much trouble."

  "Why don't you ascetic monks take them back and make them your slaves? Let them help you with healing?" Liu Zhen felt it was quite interesting, and he started teasing Anduril the elder and the Green Party's mantises.

  "They're too ugly." The bear-like monk rolled his eyes, looked at the several monks for a while, and said something that hurt their self-esteem.

  "It's mainly that there isn't enough food." Another goblin, hanging his head in thought, interjected: "We don't have any other slaves besides the small number of human slaves we keep."

  "The food made by humans, roasted meat is so fragrant." The earth spirit drooled and reminisced.

  "Where did you get so many human slaves?" Liu Zhen's eyes widened as if he had grasped the key point, and his scratching motion paused.

  "The human kingdoms actually have many merchants coming in, more than the Mongol Empire's. The large merchant caravans all have mercenary guards, so we can't touch them, but there are also quite a few small merchant teams entering the wasteland. Whenever disaster strikes, who knows, maybe even refugees will enter the Danube Wasteland. These are our prey."

  "Why? Knowing how dangerous the wilderness is, why are there still so many humans coming here to take risks?" Liu Zhen asked Helen.

  "Huge profits from trade are enough to make humans risk their lives." Helen said: "Among the civilians, there are many ordinary beast skeletons, crystal nuclei, and fur that are hunted by Mongolian hunters, which are purchased at very low prices. However, these things are priceless in the human world, enough to entice these human merchants to venture across the vast wilderness, let alone they do not understand how great a danger is lurking in the wilderness and how many robbers and bandits are as numerous as mosquitoes."

  "The ivory long knives used by the Mammoth Warriors are almost worth a house in the human world." Jingyu also nodded in agreement.

  "Our trade with the Fox Clan and humans has always been in a state of saturation, with a large amount of goods piling up every year at the Sanggan River and the Great Plains, making it difficult to push trade to a peak." Helen shrugged regretfully.

  "It's their fault." Liu Zhen took out a cigar and pointed at the two bear-like creatures. Karu immediately helped him light it with flint, then greedily sniffed his nose.

  "It's not entirely our fault." A goblin with a tear-stained face said, "In fact, there are not just us bandits on the wasteland. Let's not mention other places, but within a 200-mile radius of Red Soil Ridge, there are four groups of bandits. The largest one is the Razor Hill goblin tribe, with over a thousand goblins. One group is the Rockstrong Troll cannibal tribe, and another is the White-headed Crow savage tribe. Our strength is actually the worst among them. While others eat meat, we can only drink soup."

  "It's not just that!" Another bear-like creature said gloomily, "In the past, there were human merchants on the Great Wasteland who specialized in doing business with us bandits. They would exchange whiskey, grain, and weapons for the slaves and goods we plundered. But who knew that starting last year, these merchants disappeared, and instead came a large group of human bandits. These human bandits are well-equipped and numerous, robbing whoever they see, not only robbing their own kind but also us locals..."

  "Is everyone doing business with you robbers?" Liu Zhen was shocked and found it really fresh.

  "Right, right... There's a gang of human bandits nearby, I know their leader, that bald-headed one-eyed bandit. They used to be the mercenaries guarding those merchants who did business with us. Every year when spring comes and the snow melts, they start moving around, and in winter they disappear. They've even bought off the White Crow Barbarian tribe, helping them rob together, and their methods are much more ruthless than ours." Another bear-like creature took over the conversation.

  "Haha, the merchant who sold stolen goods has changed his ways and become a bandit, how interesting." Liu Zhen said with a cold smile. This vast wilderness seems to be a good place after all! The Temple and Prince Li Cha, are really... quite brotherly.

  "Under the snow-capped mountain two hundred miles away, there was a small tribe of grassland elves. It was during this year's poplar leaf-turning red season that they were annihilated by a joint force of human bandits and wild tribes."

  "Hmm, the spirit is really beautiful..." Liu Zhen suddenly recalled his recent encounter with the Dark Spirit Anni's soulful romance, and was lost in thought for a moment. Coming back to reality, he found three girls staring at him with suspicious faces like ice, and hastily explained: "Hey...just rumors from the Jianghu...just rumors..."

  "Those robbers are human slave hunters and privateer adventure groups, these daring humans even dare to enter the Kingdom of Bimon." Helen looked at him with a suspicious face, almost biting her silver teeth.

  She herself has such a deep understanding, and naturally hates it so much that her teeth itch.

  "Their fate is sealed!" Liu Zhen was secretly relieved and let out a sigh of relief, suddenly jumping up from his seat: "Niangniangdi, I've been thinking about it over and over again, but couldn't think of how to deal with these bear spirits. Now it's fine, I know what to do now!"

  The two goblins' faces suddenly turned pale white.

  This moody old man Pique made their oxygen-deprived brains think of a terrible scene, the bear-like creatures lined up against the red soil slope, and were collectively swept into beehives by that little piglet who could spit magical water arrows.

  "Don't worry, son." Liu Zhen touched the two swollen mouths of the Xiongdi Jing: "I won't kill you guys."

  "Take them down." Liu Zhenhong casually waved his hand at Kalu.

  Two bear-like creatures with drums in their mouths left the cave under Karu's powerful kicks and pushes, carrying anxious hearts.

  "I've made up my mind!" Liu Zhenhong stubbed out his cigar and said slowly: "I'm going to be a bandit too!"

  With a "crack" sound, the goose feather pen in Jing Yu's hand, which had always been steady, was also twisted into two pieces.

  A mess of eyeballs jumping around in the cave.

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