There are three major indigenous races in Mansha Wilderness: kobolds, gnolls and goblins.
The rankings have been arranged in order. Only those who have personally walked through the wilderness will know the status of these three major groups in the wilderness. These three major groups can be found in almost every place where tribes exist. Among them, kobolds are the largest group in the wilderness. Their individual strength is in the middle of the three major groups. However, their actual group strength far exceeds that of goblins and gnolls. This is only because of their outstanding reproductive ability and the protectors of their groups - Kurtumak, the kobold god, has been guiding and inheriting the kobolds' own civilization.
Although the kobolds with gods did not establish a kingdom of their own. After all, there was only one kobold god in the kobold pantheon, which was not enough for the kobolds to establish a kingdom. However, with the help of Kurtumak, they , established a temple belonging to the kobolds, had their own priests and priests, and the mining, trap-laying and other techniques taught to them by Kurtumak, allowed them to occupy an absolutely dominant position among countless populations in the wilderness.
Allen was standing in front of the vast and lively tribal camp of the Thunder Tribe. No, according to humans like Fili, the Thunder Tribe could no longer be called a camp, but should be called a town. Allen spoke from the bottom of his heart. Realize how desolate and backward the place where their Green Field Tribe is. It was only now that Allen realized the meaning of the word ignorance.
Allen really couldn't imagine how the town of Thunder Tribe Kobolds could see a population several times larger than Allen had ever seen in his life. How did they live on this land? How do you get enough food? Why can kobolds and creatures like gnolls, humans, and even ogres get along so well?
"Hey, I'm asking you, greenskin, whether you can enter the city or not. Don't block the road at the door. If you enter the city, everyone will pay a silver coin as entry tax."
The four kobold warriors standing at both ends of the city gate like door gods were wearing a whole piece of metal armor. The bright metallic luster was so beautiful that Allen's mouth was filled with laughter, and he looked down upon him in comparison. Ruozhenbao's chain armor was eclipsed in front of several soldiers from the other side's city gate.
"Sorry, sorry, these greenskins are the guards hired by our caravan. Our caravan manager has paid the city entry tax to them, which is proof."
Just when Allen was at a loss, wondering what the so-called city entry tax was, and thinking about whether to take out the silver coins from his pocket, Regis, who had entered the city gate with the caravan earlier and noticed that Allen and the others were missing, came back. Looking for them, I happened to encounter this scene. I quickly took out the city entry certificate and explained it to several kobold soldiers.
"Since you have paid the tax, why don't you know how to follow the caravan into the city? What a bunch of stupid guys, go ahead!"
Seeing that there was no oil or water to knock on, the kobold soldiers guarding the city waved their hands impatiently and let Allen and the others go.
"When you get here, remember to restrain your tribe, Chief Allen. If you violate the kobold rules here, our caravan will not be able to protect you!!"
Regis pulled Allen and warned him carefully.
"Oh well."
After getting over the initial shock, Allen gradually regained his composure.
"The Thunder Tribe was able to establish this town on the border of the Elf Kingdom because two powerful beings appeared in their tribe, a kobold legendary warrior Roaring Fang, and a legendary priest Chaos Claw..."
While looking for traces of the caravan, Regis introduced to Allen the background of the town in front of him and the various matters that need to be paid attention to in it.
"Wow, I didn't expect kobolds to be so powerful."
Allen has already understood the world's rules for dividing the strong from the popularization of general knowledge by Regis. Now he has just crossed the 10th level, the intermediate warrior stage. In this world of high demons, but It’s just that he has the ability to protect himself. Above his head, there are countless more powerful people. As for absolute strong people like legends, demigods, and saints, to Allen, they are just It is in the dream stage, and I don’t know if I can touch its threshold in my lifetime.
Now, in this kobold town, two of the world's top strong men have appeared. Allen can't help but want to bend over and pay a visit. However, thinking about their status, and then looking at his own... Dressed in attire, Allen once again understood what it meant to feel ashamed of oneself.
Since the Thunder Tribe is dominated by kobolds, most of the intelligent creatures passing by along the way are kobolds with dog heads and wearing linen or leather waistcoats. When they faced Feili and the group of humans, they did not make any intimidating roars, nor did they pay too much attention. They just passed by Feili and the others like unrelated people. Of course, there were also many kobolds who came forward and introduced themselves to Feili and the others in fluent common language, or inquired about the goods that Feli and the others were carrying. They politely declined.
In addition to kobolds, there are also wild natives such as bugbears, gnolls, ogres, trolls, etc. These enemies, who would basically kill each other in the wild, now appear to be living in peace, at most. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and a shocking sound came from his throat.
"Hey, big brother, is this your first time to the Thunder Tribe? Do you need smart little Jack to introduce you to the Thunder Tribe? For only 1 gold coin, you can hire smart little Jack for 3 days, how about it? "
Halfway through, a familiar goblin came up and promoted himself in goblin language to Allen, who was obviously a country bumpkin who had entered the city.
Allen was about to respond to the other party, but was quietly interrupted by Regis on the side, who whispered in his ear: "The natives in this Thunder tribe are all a bunch of liars. If I were you, I would not Familiar surroundings, communication with strangers.”
Regis's warning shocked Allen, and then he quickly shook his head and said to his fellow tribesmen who came up to him: "No, no, no."
Seeing the determined look in Allen's eyes, the goblin retreated angrily. Before leaving, he stared at Regis with a fierce look, as if he wanted to eat him, but Regis didn't take it to heart at all. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary ruffian and thief. He posed almost no threat to himself. How could Regis care about the other party's eyes?
After arriving at an inn specially opened for passing caravans and driving several carriages into the warehouse rented by Fili, Allen had to negotiate with Regis and the others to arrange for soldiers to protect the safety of the goods. Two magic hours later, Allen saw Director Feili again and listened to him telling him and Regis about the next arrangements: "We will stay in the Thunder Tribe for two days, and the Thunder Exchange will list the required goods. Here, our caravan happens to have a few items this time, let me see if I can make a deal here."
"OK."
Allen and Regis nodded to express their understanding.
