No sooner had he sat down than several elderly men with dog heads and human bodies walked in. Under the introduction of the Fox Tribe elder, Yang Ling learned that there were more than 3,500 people in the tribe, with roughly half being dog-headed people and the other half being fox people, each with their own elder. For major events, they are usually resolved through consultation between the two elders.

  "Lord, I don't know if you can provide us with a batch of weapons and armor!" After some polite conversation, the impatient Dog Head tribe elder directly spoke out the difficulties of the tribe.

  It turned out that after a long period of preparation, the orcs had accumulated quite a bit of food. To say nothing of other things, they would definitely be able to get through this winter without any problems.

  However, whether it's the Fox People or the Dog-Headed People, they are all unskilled in forging weapons, so the tribe has always lacked a large number of weapons and armor. Faced with the surrounding native plunderers, they often feel powerless, and it is precisely because of this that their defense is particularly strong.

  "I have a group of dwarves and human blacksmiths under my command, but unfortunately, the consumption of iron ore has been too high lately, and it's likely that we won't be able to provide a large batch of weapons and armor for the time being!" After pausing for a moment, Yang Ling continued, "If you can provide a large amount of iron ore, then the problem will be much simpler!"

  As the other party took the initiative to make a request, Yang Ling understood that he was one step closer to his plan. The Foxman's body is weak, but it is the highest proportion of half-beast people in the sacrificial ritual; the Dog-headed person is not suitable for charging and breaking through, but the speed is fast, the feeling is sensitive, and it is the most suitable scout and hunter.

  If we can successfully subdue a large number of fox people and dog-headed people, it will be extremely beneficial to the long-term development of Weissen Town. Taking a step back, even if we cannot subdue them, if we can obtain a large amount of cheap labor through cooperation, that would also be a good option.

  Provide large amounts of iron ore?

  The elderly Dog Head people were filled with worry, having lived here for decades, they had never seen iron ore in the surrounding area. The tribe had always lacked a large number of armor and weapons. Apart from not having skilled blacksmiths, another reason was that there was no sufficient iron ore.

  "My lord, there really isn't any iron ore around our tribe!" Seeing the Dog Head Elder's worried face, the Fox Tribe Elder pondered for a moment. Then he said: "However, about ten or more miles east of the tribe, there is a large sulfur mine!"

  Large sulfur mine?

  After the surprise passed, Yang Ling shook his head. If on Earth, a large sulfur mine would be worth a fortune and attract many investment groups to flock in. But in this strange world, he couldn't think of any use for it at the moment.

  "For ordinary people, sulfur may not have much effect. However, a few years ago, we accidentally discovered a secret!" The elder of the Fox tribe carefully took out a black fruit the size of a pineapple from his package.

  Accidentally discovered a secret?

  The black fruit emitted a foul odor, smelling like paint thinner. But upon closer sniffing, it seemed to have a hint of gasoline as well. For a moment, Yang Ling couldn't figure out what secret the half-beast had discovered - surely they wouldn't rely on this stench alone to knock out their enemies?

  Seeing Yang Ling's confusion, the old fox slowly explained.

  Originally. This black and murky thing is called a black calabash melon. Not only does it have an unpleasant smell, but after ripening, even the slightest touch will cause it to burst and shatter into countless pieces. Extremely rare.

  Several years ago, a tribesman inadvertently brought back some sulfur from outside and after the elder of the Fox tribe identified it as useless, he casually threw it under the black melon tree. At first, no one noticed anything unusual, but when the black melons were ripe, something unexpected happened.

  A few mischievous kids were frolicking under a calabaza tree, one of them gently plucked a calabaza and threw it at his companion, resulting in a loud "boom" that blew off the companion's leg!

  After the shock, the elder of the Fox tribe found that everything was caused by sulfur. The black melon tree absorbed the sulfur on the ground and grew bigger and more smelly black melons. After maturing, they were more likely to explode. The more sulfur absorbed from the ground, the greater the explosive power, and when concentrated and piled up, it could even blast open a huge boulder.

  Claymore?

  Looking at the foul-smelling, dark and murky black melon, Yang Ling was extremely surprised. He couldn't have imagined that the black melon would have such great power, and after reacting quickly, he thought of its value.

  With a large amount of black melon, it is possible to quickly open up and repair roads, saving a huge amount of manpower. Perhaps, in just over a month, the commercial road from Weisen Town to Alashan Kou can be expanded several times.

  With a large amount of black sap, it is possible to develop the resources of Trass Forest on a large scale, mine and quarry, and quickly obtain a large number of resources. Perhaps not long after that, the Aras Mountain Pass Fortress and the Visen Town Seaport can be built.

  With a large number of dark melons, secret landmines can be laid underground, and even flying demons can attack ground targets in the air, forming a strategic bomber corps. At that time, the defense of the territory will reach an unprecedented level, let alone 10,000 black armored troops, even if the Bantu people send out 100,000 troops, it's likely to be difficult to break through the Arashiyama Pass.

  "Sir, let's go outside and try out the power of the black melon!"

  Yang Ling hesitated for half a day, and the elder of the Fox tribe thought he didn't quite believe it, so he prepared to show him the power of black melon on the spot. For the prosperity of the Ma Leidu tribe, for the future of the tribesmen, everything is worth it.

  After arriving at the open space, the elder of the Fox tribe gestured to a guard to throw the black melon with force. With a loud "boom", a three-person-around tree was blasted into two pieces. In fact, the power of the black melon proved to be more terrifying than Yang Ling had imagined, and it was much more powerful than the homemade bombs made by terrorists on Earth.

  "Elder, give me a hundred black sap trees and two thousand black sap melons, and I'll provide you with a thousand sets of weapons and armor!"

  After understanding the power of Hei Jianggua, Yang Ling couldn't bear to miss it. Hei Jianggua is indispensable, but Hei Jiang tree is even more a must-have. With Hei Jiang tree, he can naturally obtain a large number of powerful Hei Jiang fruits, so as not to be controlled by others in the future.

  One hundred black acacia trees and two thousand black melons?

  The elder of the Fox tribe shook his head and sighed, the whole tribe only had a few black pulp trees, and even the black pulp melon was left with only a dozen or so. If they had a large number of powerful black pulp melons, they wouldn't have to worry about being raided by other tribes all day long.

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  "An adult, a 200-year-old black melon tree, can only produce several dozen black melons per year under normal circumstances. Let alone in a short period of time, I'm afraid it would take us several years to meet your demands." The old fox hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and continued: "Unless we obtain a large amount of sulfur to rapidly promote the growth of the black melon tree."

  Under the elder of the Fox tribe's explanation, Yang Ling quickly understood what was going on.

  It turned out that the half-beast tribe only had one 200-year-old black pulp tree, and the remaining nine were all just a few years old saplings, growing extremely slowly. According to ancient records, without over a thousand years, the black pulp tree would not be able to mature. Only after maturing could it produce a large number of black pulp gourds.

  After a long period of exploration, the orcs discovered that sulfur not only enhanced the power of the dark sap, but also promoted the growth of young dark saplings. Unfortunately, the valley where the sulfur mine was located was a dead zone for hundreds of miles around, infested with monsters, and it was impossible for the tribe to develop it on a large scale.

  Under the leadership of the Fox tribe elder, after turning over a small forest, Yang Ling saw a rare black tung tree in a mountain valley. Inside and outside the mountain valley, there were many dog-headed people guarding closely to prevent enemies from sneaking in and destroying it.

  Like the black melon, the black sap tree also has a strong foul smell, several tens of steps away, it gives off a nauseating feeling. Looking at the nearby dog-headed warriors who seem to be unaffected, one can't help but admire them.

  Yang Lingqiang walked over, suppressing the feeling of nausea, and casually touched the half-person-high sapling, secretly transmitting a thread of life energy into it. Sure enough, the Black Slime Tree immediately responded, emitting a mysterious fluctuation, which was no different from the Life Tree sapling given by the Spirit Tribe.

  Build a spiritual array around it, constantly inputting life energy, and the growth speed will definitely be increased by several times, even dozens of times!

  After circling around the black poplar tree a few times, Yang Ling soon had an idea.

  "Sir, if you can provide us with two thousand sets of weapons and armor, we will give you two saplings in return. How about that?" Seeing Yang Ling nodding his head in satisfaction, the elder of the Fox tribe took the opportunity to state his own request.

  "Elder, to be honest with you, our iron ore is all transported from the distant Livensa Kingdom Alliance, and the cost is extremely high!" Yang Ling shook his head in a pretended helpless manner, "If you can provide the required iron ore, it's not a problem even if it's three thousand sets, unfortunately..."

  After a sigh, looking at the somewhat disappointed half-beastman, Yang Ling continued: "However, if you can let go of this 200-year-old black sap tree, I'll even sell the warriors' warhorses and find a way to buy a batch of iron ore for you to forge enough weapons!"

  Give up this 200-year-old black acacia tree?

  After exchanging a glance, the Dog Headed Man and the Fox Elder simultaneously shook their heads, resolutely refusing Yang Ling's request. The Black Calabash was their greatest weapon and secret; if it weren't for the fact that they were truly in short supply of weapons, they would never be willing to reveal their own secrets, let alone give up a few Black Calabash saplings.

  "Three saplings, milord, really can't be any more!"

  "I'll take all nine saplings with me, and I'll give you two thousand sets of weapons and armor. Additionally, I can provide protection and various forms of support to your tribe, on my territory, beastmen and humans have the same status and rights, protecting your interests!"

  It seems that the 200-year-old Hei Jiang tree is really unattainable, so Yang Ling decided to buy nine saplings instead. Anyway, as long as they have the Jiu Ling array to cultivate them, he believes the saplings will grow up quickly, and the gap of 200 years may be shortened in just over a month.

  Do Orcs and Humans have the same status and rights?

  As soon as Yang Ling's words fell, the Fox tribe elder became excited. Due to long-term discrimination, half-beasts were either slaves in large towns or hiding in deep mountains and wild ridges, with no status or dignity. If Yang Ling could give many half-beasts a fair status and rights, it would be a great gospel for all half-beasts.