Chapter 29

The movements on the Miracle Wasteland were still noticed by other orc tribes.

The first orc tribe to notice was the Centaur tribe next to the Fox-kin territory.

When the Black Fox tribe was strong, every few months, they would send a caravan to transport some specialties, medicinal materials, and mineral products from the forest to the border of the Centaur tribe's territory to exchange for some food with the Centaur tribe.

The Centaur tribe's territory had forests and plains.

That plain was an alluvial plain of a river, not very large in area, but the output was quite good.

However, this time, the Centaur tribe did not wait for the Black Fox tribe's caravan to come to exchange food.

The Centaur tribe found it strange, so they sent a few centaurs to inquire about the situation.

And then they met some Black Fox-kin in the forest and learned about the situation here.

When these few centaurs reported the situation back to the Centaur tribe, the Centaur chieftain sent professional scouts to the forest.

These scouts sneaked all the way to the vicinity of the Miracle Wasteland and saw the completely changed Miracle Wasteland.

And that City of Miracles that was being built.

"The Fox-kin have actually unified, and they have obtained such fertile land, and there is also this kind of divine bean!"

The chieftain of the Centaur tribe held a potato in his hand, looking at it over and over.

This potato was a potato that one of the scouts risked running out of the forest to snatch when those few scouts left.

"You're not lying, are you? This thing can produce more than a dozen per plant?"

The Centaur chieftain asked the centaur scout.

A centaur scout said: "Yes, chieftain, we squatted in the forest for several days and saw with our own eyes when the Fox-kin harvested. According to our estimation, one mu of land can produce at least ten thousand catties of such divine beans!"

"Ten thousand catties!"

The Centaur chieftain took a deep breath.

Beside the Centaur chieftain, the high priest and elders of the Centaur tribe could not help but show amazement.

Ten thousand catties per mu!

This number made their hearts tremble slightly!

"The Fox-kin guard this kind of divine bean very tightly. I almost didn't make it back to snatch this one divine bean. I guess if we ask to buy seeds from them, they won't be willing either!"

That centaur scout said.

"Chieftain, the strength of the Fox-kin is not strong, but now that piece of wasteland where birds don't lay eggs has become land larger and more fertile than our plains. The threat to us is already very great. Once they become strong, as their close neighbors, we will be in trouble. We must make plans early."

At this time, the high priest of the Centaur tribe said.

It is not fun to be neighbors with a powerful tribe.

The Fox-kin tribe is a good example!

It is precisely because the Centaur tribe is relatively powerful that the Fox-kin tribe has been suppressed so severely.

Centaurs have the lower body of a horse and the upper body of a human. Everyone is tall and big. Not only do they have the running ability of a horse, but their hands can also hold weapons. This is true human-horse integration. On the battlefield, they are even more terrifying than human cavalry.

Of course, the premise is that the human cavalry does not wear armor!

If it is heavy cavalry fighting against centaurs, these centaurs may not necessarily be able to win.

Because although the Centaur tribe is stronger than the Fox-kin tribe, this strength is more in the innate body shape.

The Centaur tribe also lacks ironware, let alone covering both the cavalry and the horses with thick armor like humans!

These centaurs at most use some animal leather or things woven from plants to cover their bodies as protection, and the protective power is too poor!

However, in the orc kingdom, on the battlefield, they are still invincible.

Charging is quite terrifying!

And there are archers among the centaurs, and there are also some centaurs who can use magic.

Their archers are not as afraid of close combat as human archers.

Every centaur archer carries a long spear on their back and can transform into a powerful warrior at any time!

The Fox-kin's innate physical disadvantage is there, and the population is not as large as the Centaur tribe, so naturally, they cannot beat the centaurs.

In the eyes of many centaurs, the Fox-kin are little sheep.

Once the high priest of the Centaur tribe spoke, other high-level members of the Centaur tribe spoke one after another.

These high-level members of the Centaur tribe were all inclined to launch a war against the Fox-kin to seize the Fox-kin's land!

These centaurs were all worried about the Fox-kin becoming strong.

In addition, they also coveted the land of the Miracle Wasteland and that kind of magical divine bean.

The centaurs were still in a tribal system, with many small tribes combined into a large tribe. If they could occupy the land of the Miracle Wasteland, the leaders of these small tribes could also obtain a large amount of land!

You must know that the land of the Miracle Wasteland is quite large. Even after the Fox-kin unified, with eighty or ninety thousand people, they only developed a small part of it with all their might!

Seeing that everyone's opinions had been expressed, the Centaur chieftain was just about to speak when an opposing voice came out:

"Even if the Fox-kin have obtained that wasteland, they have no way to compete with us. Can't we trade with them? Why must there be war?"

The Centaur chieftain looked at the person who made the opposing voice, and his expression turned cold: "Leader of the Mountain Tribe, do you have an opinion?"

"So it's the Mountain Tribe, no wonder, they used to be on good terms with the Fox-kin."

"Mountain leader, we all agree. It's useless for you to oppose it as a tribe. You can choose not to participate in the war, just don't come to snatch our land when the time comes."

"Yeah, yeah..."

Once the Centaur chieftain spoke, other small tribe leaders said one after another.

Seeing this, the leader of the Mountain Tribe let out a "humph," took his men and left. This was really not intending to participate in the war.

Once the leader of the Mountain Tribe left, the high-level centaurs present had no more opposing opinions, and one by one they rubbed their fists and wiped their palms, preparing to have a big fight!

"The Fox-kin have at most ten thousand warriors, all of them are little foxes with no combat power. One charge and they will all scatter."

"Yeah, but we still can't be careless. Everyone try to send as many troops as possible..."

"Are there centaurs snatching divine beans?"

In the temple, the Fox-girl Sister Qing Ling received a report from her subordinates.

Her brows knitted slightly.

Then she went straight to find Sister Sister Mengying and her mother.

"Saintess, the Centaur tribe is very likely to take action against us."

Sister Qing Ling's mother immediately thought of this point.

The Fox-girl Sister Qing Ling had also thought of this point long ago, otherwise, she would not have attached such importance to it.

"Hmm, I think so too."

The Fox-girl Sister Qing Ling said.

Beside her, the young girl Sister Sister Mengying, being a human, did not know much about the relationships between the various orc forces, so she did not express any opinion and just listened quietly.

Sister Qing Ling's mother asked: "Saintess, what do you plan to do?"

Don't look at the Fox-girl Sister Qing Ling's young age; she had quite a lot of ideas.

This kind of idea actually stemmed from her faith in Lin Yan.

Because of faith, because she regarded herself as the god's person, she worked for Lin Yan with all her heart and soul, which was why she showed the intelligence and wisdom rare for her age!

The Fox-girl Sister Qing Ling said: "We will take the initiative to attack!"

"Take the initiative to attack?"

Sister Qing Ling's mother had not thought of this point at all.

The Fox-girl Sister Qing Ling's thinking had already opened up, and she said: "Yes, take the initiative to attack. We cannot let them come to the Miracle Wasteland. The centaurs have too much of an advantage on the plains. If they want to come and attack us, there are several necessary passages in the forest. We will ambush them there and catch them off guard!"