Chapter 5: Tribal Status
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"Boy, the succession of the chief was originally a major event, which required sacrifices and celebrations, but now your father has just died, and the tribe has a lot of problems at present, which needs to be solved by you, the new chief, so the succession ceremony will not be held. It's over!" Barnett said, looking at Covenus.
"I understand Grandpa!" Kewenus nodded.
Indeed, his father had just died and he was holding a celebration, which was indeed inappropriate.
What's more, he didn't care whether he held the celebration or not, after all, he was the chief.
"Commander Crow, how many soldiers did you lose this time with your father?" Covenus looked at the four who had returned to their seats, and finally he looked at Commander Crow who was with his father on the expedition.
After all, if his father died in battle, the tribal warriors who set out on the expedition probably suffered a lot.
Commander Crow was surprised, and Covenus' question surprised him, because he inexplicably felt that this new chief cub had an aura of inadvertent surrender.
After hesitating for a while, Crow hurriedly got up and replied: "Report to the chief, a total of 422 people went out this time, and only 289 people came back, including more than 100 wounded."
"So, these more than 400 warriors have all been lost!" Kewenas looked at Crowe and said lightly.
Commander Crow lowered his head unconsciously when he saw Covenus' indifferent eyes.
The chief died in battle, and the soldiers were completely lost. His lieutenant was naturally the one to take the blame.
"Lord Chief, you can't blame Commander Crow for this. After all, Big Brother and the others were involved in a suffocating war. Even Big Brother was killed. Commander Crow can bring back two-thirds of the soldiers safely. It's a merit!" The person who spoke was his fifth uncle.
His fifth uncle is Reynolds.
"Haha, the fifth uncle misunderstood, I didn't mean to blame Commander Crow." Kewenas glanced at his fifth uncle lightly.
When Reynolds heard the words, his face was a little stiff.
"Commander Crow, don't think too much, I don't mean to blame you, this time the loss is heavy, not manpower can control, but, for our small tribe like Silvermane, it is already broken! "
"So, Commander Crow, and Commander Bagen, you should organize other warriors to step up their training as soon as possible, and restore the strength of the tribe in the shortest time!" Kewenus smiled and looked at Commander Crow and Bagen.
"Yes!"
When Commander Crow heard the words, he nodded quickly.
Commander Bagen, who was sitting in the chair originally, saw that Crow was so respectful. Although he was a little puzzled, he slowly got up from the chair and stood up to lead the order.
"By the way, I led my guards and captured more than 100 wolves in the Black Wind Mountains today. Among them, there should be 60 or 70 adult wolves that can be ridden. You should choose suitable warriors as soon as possible, and put the wolves as soon as possible. The number of cavalry has recovered!" Covenus thought for a while.
Originally, he planned to use this batch of wolves for his own guards, but he is now a chief, so he definitely can't do this. After all, his guards' main responsibility is to protect his safety. In this case, forming a wolf cavalry guards is a bit big. Just a little use.
"Yes!"
The two leaders, Crow and Bagan, were stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the new chief to get so many wolves.
Even Covenas' fifth uncle, his silent second uncle, and his grandfather Barnett standing beside Covenas were a little surprised.
Although the wolves are only mid-level and low-level monsters, it is not easy to encounter wild wolves. Only when you go deep into the Black Wind Mountains can you encounter them.
For many werewolf tribes, the source of most wolves is the purchase, raising, and breeding of cubs from Warcraft merchants.
Unexpectedly, his grandson actually got a complete wild pack of wolves, not to mention the Silvermane tribe, even the Warcraft merchants, the value of these more than 100 wolves is estimated to be a lot of gold coins.
Others were surprised, but the two leaders, Bagan and Crow, were very excited. It was the most hopeful thing for their generals to strengthen the strength of the army.
"Grandpa, I heard from you just now that the tribe has a lot of problems. I don't know what problems are there?" Kewenas asked.
He hadn't been involved in managing the tribe before, so he didn't know much about the tribe.
"Let your second uncle talk about it, he usually manages these problems!" Barnett said to his second son who looked like a wood carving.
He naturally knew very well that the two sons were disobedient to the rule of the grandson, but in addition to the tradition, the grandson Kewenas just showed the demeanor of a ruler. Although it was a little immature, it was enough to satisfy him.
In this case, he will not let his two sons block the rule of his grandson.
Hearing the words, Kewenas looked at his second uncle.
His second uncle's name was Lot. When his father was the chief, the second and fifth uncles decided almost all political affairs of the tribe.
There is no way, his father is almost at the level of ordinary people in terms of political wisdom, except for his high strength.
Lot glanced at his father's eyes, frowned a few times, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he finally got up from the seat, looked at Covenus and said, "All problems are small problems, The biggest problem right now is the food problem."
"Food?" Covenus nodded after hearing the words, not surprised.
The orc tribe has a food crisis in almost every household, which is one of the main reasons for the frequent wars within the orc tribe.
The royal court invaded the human kingdom for food.
"In the past few months on the wasteland, there was drought everywhere, and it didn't rain for a few months. The crops we planted almost halved and the harvest was halved."
"According to the current situation of the tribe, our food can only last for a month and a half at most. If we can't do anything about it, then the tribe..." Lot did not continue.
The new chief, his nephew, seemed to be a different person after taking the position of the chief.
It's not like the little brat who came to his house to eat and drink before.
In the face of the unfathomable nephew, even if he doesn't explain it, the other party should know the consequences.
"Then how much savings do our tribe have now?" Kewenas looked at his second uncle.
Food is indeed a big problem. Hunger is the enemy of everything. If the Silvermane tribe suffers a famine, it is almost certain that the Silvermane tribe is finished.
Because not to mention whether the tribe itself can survive, other tribes nearby will not give you a chance.
"Savings?" Lot was taken aback.
"Money, can the tribe's savings find a way to find food merchants and buy some food?" Kewenas asked.
The Silvermane Tribe has been around for decades, don't they have any savings?
"At present, there are more than 60 gold coins in the total price of the tribe. You can also buy a batch of food at a critical moment, but now the price of food is rising wildly. Even if you use all the gold coins to buy food, you can only solve the urgent need." Lot said.
"Only sixty gold coins? Our tribe has existed for decades!"
Corvinus has the feeling that thousands of grass and mud horses are flying by. Is this his tribe too poor?
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