Warlord: King of All Clans

Soon, the troll hunting team appeared outside Village No. 7.

Old Sam also brought a hundred militiamen from the village and appeared at the entrance of the village fully armed.

Although the situation looks tense, the atmosphere is actually not that tense because this troll hunting team has been here several times and behaved well every time.

This is a small troll village not far to the north of Village No. 7, with a population of only about a hundred.

The troll tribe of Asa has about three thousand people, but such a large tribe cannot be maintained by fishing and hunting alone.

So during this year, she could only break them up, let the small tribes in her hands disperse, and each occupy a hunting ground to survive.

She herself, with the remaining one thousand people, established a troll town on the ruins of the ancient city to maintain her rule.

This small troll tribe next to Village No. 7 is the troll village closest to the human territory.

Each time, they carried a large amount of hunting supplies and exchanged them for daily necessities in human markets at prices that were unimaginably low for humans.

Therefore, many villagers in Village No. 7 not only do not reject these foreigners, but are looking forward to their arrival.

In fact, troll hunters are even more nervous than humans. There are too many old and weak people in their tribe, and there are not many qualified hunters. If they rashly start a battle, the hunters will suffer casualties, and the remaining old and weak will find it even more difficult to survive.

However, for the sake of the human race's high-quality cloth, needlework, pottery, and ironware, the troll hunters are still willing to risk being surrounded and annihilated to come and trade.

Moreover, after the first snow, it means the arrival of winter. The prey in the hunting grounds of the Wolf-Driving Plains all hide, and the prey begins to decrease.

Before that, it would undoubtedly be safer to exchange the surplus meat for three times the amount of grain and store it.

Old Sam, along with two powerful militiamen, bravely walked up to the Troll Hunters and started a conversation with the leader of the troll squad.

The strong troll hunters were two meters and a half tall. The originally burly northerners became half-grown children in front of them.

"Keduosha, long time no see, what have you hunted recently?"

The troll hunter Kedosha threw a large bundle of goods on his shoulder to the ground and said in unfamiliar Common Language: "Sam, bighorn deer, deerskin, antlers, okay."

Then he pointed at the goods his companions had put down, "Also, there are monsters, wargs, wolf skins, and the bad ones."

His companions, two hunters, were dragging a warg as huge as a northern warhorse.

This is the most common magical beast in the Wolf-Driving Plains, but it is also a creature that humans find difficult to contend with. Ordinary people will only be eaten if they encounter a wolf.

Even if a superb hunter were to chase a warg, it would be easy for them to escape and flee.

But the trolls are known as the king of the jungle and have a tradition of hunting all kinds of magical beasts. The hunting teams composed of troll hunters dare to hunt even mid-level magical beasts.

Old Sam looked at the prey with great joy.

The villagers of Village No. 7 cannot afford such good things, but if they process them a little and sell them in Linhai Town, they can make several times the profit.

Touching the hole on the wolf's fur - that was the wound caused by the troll headhunter's spear, Old Sam said with regret: "Such a good beast fur was ruined by you like this."

Kedosha grinned and pointed at the claw marks on the sturdy arm, "If you destroy it, it will die. If you don't, I will die."

The two chatted for a few minutes before getting down to business and beginning to discuss the transaction in detail.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the village, and more than 20 fully armed patrol cavalry appeared on the road of Village No. 7.

Seeing this, the trolls raised their headhunting spears and roared.

Old Sam quickly shouted to appease them, "Routine patrol! Routine patrol! We won't enter the village!"

Seeing that the trolls were worried, he asked his deputy to continue the transaction while he went to talk to the patrolling cavalry and asked them to leave quickly.

Just as he reached the gate of the village, Old Sam heard his daughter Bessie's voice, "Dad!"

Old Sam was delighted at first, but then he was shocked when he saw his daughter Bessie riding on a donkey with his son Becky on her back. He couldn't help but ask angrily, "What happened? Did you serve the people badly and get sent back?"

Until now, Old Sam still didn't believe that his daughter Bessie went to Linhai Town to do business, but firmly believed that she was favored by a noble son.

For the lowest class of common people living in the mud, let alone becoming a nobleman's wife, even becoming a nobleman's maid or lover is better than living in the village with no security and no food to eat.

And that little Knight Noyes doesn't look like a bad guy.

But after he cursed a few words, he felt relieved again, thinking that it was good to come back, as their village could still support a daughter.

After running a small business for half a year, Bethy's interpersonal skills have greatly improved and she is no longer the village girl she used to be.

Seeing his father was angry, he did not explain, but just smiled and said: "Yes! Yes! He was driven back! From now on, I can only continue to rely on Dad for support."

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back."

Bessie got off the donkey, took out a bag of biscuits from the package on his back, and gave it to the patrolling cavalry who were finding the way and escorting them.

"Captain Ed, thank you for your escort!"

Ed, the squad leader of the patrol cavalry, is a colleague of Little Noyce and also a leader among the River Bay cavalry.

But although both are cavalry captains, they are different from each other. He is an officer who has been gradually promoted from the grassroots militia, while young Noyes is an officer who was directly transferred from the lord's mansion to be gilded.

He had to make achievements to be promoted, while young Noyce could be promoted as long as he did not make any mistakes.

So when facing the future wife of the future commander of the patrol cavalry regiment, Ed was very polite and quickly returned the gift to express his gratitude.

The patrol cavalry of Linhai Town only have the power to patrol in the wild, not the power to enter the village to enforce the law. Therefore, even if they want to rest during patrol, they can only camp outside the village. Entering the village rashly is a violation of military orders.

After Old Sam explained the situation, Ed did not stop but left Village No. 7 with the patrol cavalry team and continued his patrol.

After politely sending the patrol cavalry team away, the troll hunting team that was trading also felt relieved. After getting the supplies they wanted, they planned to leave.

Bessie brought her brother and followed Old Sam to the market at the entrance of the village. Looking at these tall and slender terrifying aliens, she felt both fear and curiosity.

She suddenly thought of something, and walked forward boldly and asked Kedosha, "Can you collect herbs?"

"Herbs? Yes."

Bei Xi quickly took out a dried herb and asked hopefully, "How about this one? I'm willing to pay a high price for it!"

This is the tranquilizing grass, an indispensable ingredient in her wheat cake recipe.

But unlike other herbs seen on the roadside, this herb is relatively rare and can only be found deep in the Wolf-Driving Plain.

In the past, the hunters in the village would pick the fruits while hunting in the mountains, and she would dry, grind them, and store them.

Now that her "Bexi Bakery" is open, the consumption of herbal ingredients has increased greatly. It is difficult to find these herbs either in her own village or on the market in Linhai Town.

Keduosha took it and smelled it. "It's ordinary, everywhere."

Bei Xi was overjoyed and said repeatedly: "Then collect more, we will buy it at a high price!"

Keduosha didn't think these weeds were worth much, "High price?"

Bei Xi gestured at the herbs in her hand and gave a price she thought it would be worth. "Ten herbs like this can be exchanged for a bag of wheat."

Keduosha's eyes suddenly became hot, his body unconsciously arched, and he almost entered a bloodthirsty state.

His wife raised two one-horned pigs, and for this purpose she cut ten baskets of tranquilizing grass in the mountains to use as fodder for the winter!