Warlord: King of All Clans

Early that morning, the gate of Buck Fortress opened, and a group of people slowly walked out of the city and headed towards Isenpol.

After the short war, the defending generals of Buck Fortress retreated on a large scale. Generals of each regiment, such as Basalov, Bjorn, and Marvin, all returned to their original garrisons one after another.

Only the Solovie Knights were left to guard the fortress to prevent the Western Legion from returning - although the possibility of this was so small that it could be ignored.

Ivan, the commander of the River Bend Infantry Regiment, was the last to leave, so he was responsible for leading the Talhanbek peace delegation to the River Bend.

Arina Mishe, the daughter and trusted general of Tarhanbek, was left aside after entering the Bak Fortress as a peace envoy.

Hewan is still a makeshift team in this regard. Post-war politics is very rough. As long as there is no war, the mission is accomplished, and the rest is up to Leo to arrange.

So after waiting for several days in vain, Arina Mishe took the initiative to express her willingness to go to Hewan for negotiations.

The two defeats made it impossible for her to negotiate on an equal footing, so her attitude was ten times more humble than before.

This is the wolf culture of the grassland. It is not shameful at all to bow down in front of the strong.

But Arina Mishe also had some confidence. The people of the North were indeed strong, but it was difficult for them to compete with the people of the West in riding skills on the prairie in the West.

If they were on the prairie, the light cavalry from the west could easily kill the heavy infantry and armored knights from the north.

So even though they were the ones who initiated the peace talks, the people of the North had no choice but to agree.

The only thing to consider is the distribution of interests between the two parties.

Riding her golden-spotted wolf along the World Tree Avenue, not far from the Buck Pass, Arina Mishe saw a small werewolf village.

This is obviously a newly built village. The houses are very new. There are several wooden houses and human craftsmen hammering on the roofs.

A few werewolves stood stupidly under the wooden house, looking up at the human craftsmen working above their heads. It was not until the human craftsmen started shouting that they hurriedly carried the planks and bricks over.

These are the tribesmen of Shadow Claw Knight Akhan. After the battle at Buck Fortress, they received a generous reward, so they planned to settle down near World Tree Avenue instead of staying in the deep mountains and forests.

They don't have the technology to build houses and can only live in caves or huts like the kobolds. Now that they have money, of course they want to live a better life.

The gate of the werewolf village faces the World Tree Avenue, and there is a small market outside the gate.

A small human caravan stopped in the open space nearby.

A human trader was bargaining with the leader of the werewolf village. "The color of your bundle of deerskin is indeed good, but it is still raw and has not been processed carefully. When I take it back for processing, the quality will be two levels lower and may even rot."

"So it's not worth much at all! I can give you five bags of food at most."

The werewolf leader was a strong werewolf warrior, fully two meters and five meters tall, with arms thicker than the human vendors’ thighs. He looked down at the human vendors, bared his teeth, and growled, “Cunning humans, greedy humans, all humans deserve to die, I want ten bags!”

The fur dealer was so frightened that his legs were trembling and he could not speak clearly, but he still bargained and finally closed the deal with eight bags of grain.

While they were trading, the caravan members hid far behind the carriage, holding swords, spears, and sticks, watching with a wary look on their faces.

This small human caravan had five carriages, more than ten people, and only two armed guards. Even if they all fought desperately, they probably wouldn't be able to stop a werewolf.

In the past, such a caravan with low military power would be targeted by bandits if it could not leave the gate of Isenbol City.

But now the public security in the entire Isenpol jurisdiction is unprecedentedly stable, and the safety of traveling merchants is guaranteed.

A small caravan like theirs, with two armed guards at the regular soldier level, and the guys armed with bows, crossbows and spears, can drive away the wandering wild beasts such as lone wolves and leopards, and they can travel freely in the jurisdiction of Isenpol.

Especially in the territory of the River Bend, any refugee group of more than 30 people would be targeted by patrolling cavalry and ogre scouts, and would have no chance to cause trouble.

After the human fur trader finished trading with the werewolf leader, his back was already wet with sweat, but he couldn't help but grin, grinning as he looked at the furs he had collected.

A bundle of deerskin like this, with simple nitration, can be sold for five times the price in a blink of an eye when it reaches the river bend or the city of Isenbol!

As for his rhetoric, it can only be said that it is half true and half false. As a fur dealer who has been hanging around in the wild villages for many years, he and his associates have the skills to tan furs. They can tan the furs purchased at low prices into high-quality furs along the way.

He was not the first imperial trader to trade with the wild folk villages, nor was he the first trader to trade with the kobold tribe, but it was not too late for him to become the first trader to trade with werewolves.

The round trip from Isenpol City to Buck Fortress is 500 miles, and it takes half a month to travel with stops. The profit he earned is enough to buy a shop in Isenpol City!

The fur trader wiped his sweat off his forehead, scolded the caravan fellows, and set off for the next settlement.

Such opportunities to make money are rare and only come a few times in a lifetime. He wants to make a few more trips before his peers discover the business opportunity.

Arina Mishe saw all the situations and said sarcastically, "The misfortunes caused by the mixing of different races are endless."

But this statement is somewhat sour. There are more foreign tribes in the west than in the north. Most of the grasslands and deserts are occupied by foreign races. It is rare in history to be able to coexist peacefully with humans.

Every race that has been able to survive to this day has special talents. If you can conquer them, you will have all kinds of specialties that are rare to humans.

After walking for a long time, by noon, Arina Mishe discovered that there were more and more villages ahead, and they were all villages of dog-headed people.

It's obvious that these gnolls are much dumber than werewolves. Their village is built in a haphazard manner, with buildings piled on top of each other like a hornet's nest, but their advantage is their huge numbers.

Groups of kobold cubs were running wildly all over the mountains, but not many adult kobolds were seen.

Arina Mishe felt a little uneasy for the people of the North, and couldn't help asking Ivan beside her, "Knight Ivan, isn't it a waste of food for Isenbol to raise so many kobolds?"

Ivan can be said to be the leader who has the closest communication with the Kobold Tribe in the entire Hewan. Upon hearing this, he shook his head and laughed, "How can there be more? It has always been like this. There are only a few thousand now."

He was thinking about the copper-iron mines and lime mines newly developed this year, the pyrite mines in the Knight Territory of Solovy, the two newly opened cement workshops in Hekou Town, and a fish scale armor forging workshop.

After counting, he said, "It's a pity that there are not many dog-headed people around. Otherwise, it would be best if there were 20,000 of them by this time next year."

The humans of the River Bend are very good at farming, working, and fighting, but they are far inferior to the Kobolds in mining, ironworking, rock cutting, tunnel digging, etc.

As he spoke, he asked Arina Mishe, "Are there any kobolds in your western border?"

"Well, there are some, but not many. They are all hiding in the foothills of the magnificent barrier."

"Then when you go back, help us promote the Hewan area and attract some kobolds here. Don't worry, we can give you a commission. For every kobold that comes here, we can give you one silver coin!"

Arina Mishe couldn't believe her ears. What kind of dog lover was the Lord of River Bay? He was planning to raise 20,000 dogs?