With the ironware that Knight Roman provided in the name of trade but was actually aid, the progress of the camp project was greatly accelerated. You have to know that before this, the pioneer camp did not even have enough hoes for each person, let alone long saw blades, iron drill bits, carpenter axes and other steel tools. Half of the old and weak could only open up the wasteland with their bare hands or with the small iron pickaxes and javelins discarded by the defeated ogres. A few days ago, we were barely able to reclaim farmland on the river beach, but when we were preparing to cut down trees and build houses, the impact of the lack of tools became very serious. Villagers without suitable tools had little idea where to start when faced with a tree that could be hugged by one person. Trees of this size were considered small trees in the dense forests of the west, and most trees were so thick that they could be hugged by at least two people. With this batch of iron tools from Knight Romon, Leo also became more enthusiastic about work. He happily accompanied the villagers to the woods to pull the big saw early in the morning. But after spending almost a whole morning with a group of villagers to knock down a big tree, cut it and transport it back to the camp, Leo's enthusiasm for work was exhausted. Unable to bear this inefficient work, Leo decided to conduct a reconnaissance upstream along the Anzeno River. It's definitely not laziness! According to the information revealed by the dog-headed man Fesa, there is a tribe of savages living under the waterfall at the source of the river.
The armed forces of the pioneer camp were only able to scare the weak ogres. Facing the fishing and hunting tribes in the deep mountains and forests, Leo did not dare to act rashly until he had fully recovered from his injuries. The cold north is not suitable for farming. More than half of the villages north of the Anzeno River are mainly engaged in fishing, hunting and nomadism, and javelins and hunting bows are the standard equipment for the villagers. Not to mention the wild people hiding in the deep mountains and forests. Leo doubted that if he rashly took a team of militiamen from farmer backgrounds to "suppress the bandits", they might be shot into hedgehogs halfway. However, according to Fraser's description, this savage tribe did not seem to be as brutal and barbaric as he had imagined, and perhaps they could live in peace with each other through communication and trade. Leo had no intention of having any conflict with the other party before gaining a foothold in the pioneer camp. He even instructed the scouts patrolling around the camp to try not to exceed a range of ten miles when investigating upstream of the river, and to try to avoid conflict even if the two sides collided. The scout militia who are able to patrol alone are all trained by Uliyang himself, and the loss of one of them will be a huge loss. But the more powerful these scout militias are, the greater the chance of conflict with the wild people. No matter which side suffers casualties, the situation will turn into hostility and eventually become irreversible. Of course, when making the first contact, one must try to give the other party a good impression. As the second mouth cannon of the pioneering team - the first is Uliyan, Leo decides to do it himself. Leaving the river bay peninsula and following the winding source of the Anzeno River, the terrain gradually becomes steeper. The river water rushing down from great heights splashes everywhere on the exposed rocks. From time to time, a small waterfall four or five meters high blocks its way. In some places, the river channel is even split into four or five turbulent deep ravines by rugged rocks. After flowing for several hundred meters, they merge downstream or simply disappear underground. After walking for more than ten miles along the broken river channel, Leo suddenly heard a noise. He quickly bent down, hiding in the shadow of the woods and observing secretly. On the gravel beach ahead, several short dog-headed men were standing scattered in the river, holding short wooden spears and staring at the river surface. One of the kobolds thrust a short wooden spear into the river, then pulled it back in delight, only to find that there was nothing on the spear tip. It barked in annoyance, but heard its companion's joyful cry nearby. Turning its head, it saw another dog-headed man's short spear rising out of the water, with a one-foot-long black fish impaled on it. The dog-headed man who caught the fish with the fork shouted happily, and immediately bit the fish's belly and tore off a large piece of fish meat. Its companions all rushed over at the same time, wrestling with each other, trying to snatch the black fish from the dog-headed man's hand. In less than ten seconds, the one-foot-long black fish disappeared in their mouths, leaving only a few strands of blood that quickly dissolved in the river water under their feet. After several encounters with the ogres, Leo could already tell from their size and equipment that the ogres in front of him were not yet ogres warriors, but at most ogres that had just reached adulthood.
The concept of hard work and wealth is not in the simple minds of the ogres, so after meeting their basic food needs, many ogres immediately got tired of the work of transporting iron ore. Some went back to dig for their shiny crystals, while others sneaked out to hunt for meat. These young dogs in front of us are the kind that have not yet deeply experienced the cruelty of the wilderness and still retain their innocence and fearlessness. At the same time, they are in the stage of development and are extremely hungry for fat and protein. That is why they would risk leaving the main group and come to this remote river beach to fish privately. Leo felt evil in his heart. He slowly squatted down, picked up a pebble, and prepared to instill some experience of survival in the wild in them. At this moment, he suddenly felt a palpitation and a sense of crisis, and he froze in place. Looking up, Leo saw a tall figure standing on a huge rock above the river, staring at him coldly. He was wearing clothes made of animal skins, and a helmet made of a giant wolf's head that mostly covered his face in shadow. As long as he lowered his head slightly, he looked like a giant wolf standing upright. The fur on his wrists, shoulders and waist was inlaid with various sharp animal teeth and bones as ornaments. These sharp and hard objects are not just simple decorations, they can also be used as armor or weapons in battle. He had two hand axes on his waist, a huge longbow and a bag of arrows on his back, and a white bone spear at his side. This outfit instantly reminded Leo of a barbarian in a certain game. Although the appearance in various film and television works is similar, the temperament and physique are very different. The Savage Hunter is based on the Barbarian from Diablo III. Of course, he is not as powerful as this one and is a low-level version. In fact, Leo's own attire is not much different, it's just that the other party is more wild and murderous. Compared with him, it's like the difference between herbivores and carnivores. The two men confronted each other from a distance, and between them, a few dog-headed men were still fishing carefreely. After a few seconds of stalemate, seeing that the other party had no intention of taking action, Leo let go of the pebble in his hand, slowly raised his hands, stood up, and showed a bright smile, indicating that he had no hostility. The dropped stone rolled down the stone wall and fell into the water with a splash. Several gnolls raised their heads vigilantly and looked around, then saw the wild hunter standing on the huge rock upstream. They subconsciously took a few steps back, hid the wooden spears in their hands behind their backs, and did not even dare to point at each other. A dog-headed man, less than one meter tall, mustered up the courage to bare his teeth at the wild hunter, but was hit on the forehead with a wooden stick by his companion, and immediately wilted. The wild hunter ignored these dog-headed men and waved his hand. The dog-headed men acted as if they had been pardoned and ran away into the woods with their wooden spears in hand like birds being driven away. Leo couldn't help but find it interesting that the Kobolds were very respectful of the Wild Folk hunter, but they didn't seem to be too afraid. It was like a group of little kids who secretly took cold showers and were discovered by the serious elders in the village. Although they were afraid of being scolded, they were not in danger of their lives. After the kobolds walked away, the wildling hunter looked at Leo again, then slowly took a few steps back and disappeared behind the boulder.