I'm not a lord

Chapter 134 High Cliff Tribe
As far as Lin En knows, there are nine major tribes of the wild people, and most of their names are derived from geographical features.

For example, the "lowland tribes" that have surrendered.

The tribe originated from the middle and lower reaches of the Jinghe River plain, which is the crown territory of the Northern Kingdom, a very prosperous place.

The "High Cliff Tribe" that Old Soward contacted was obviously a tribe that originated on the cliff.

"Your Excellency the Baron, the High Cliff Tribe wishes to speak with you in person. I have brought back their envoy."

This time, Old Thorward followed Lynn's orders to go north to survey the terrain and contact other tribes.

He completed both tasks successfully.

He had originally thought of going a little further north and contacting one or two more tribes.

But upon hearing that a heavy snowstorm was brewing in the north, he was forced to return, taking two envoys from the High Cliff Tribe with him.

A large area of ​​wasteland map has been unlocked on Linn's pixel map.

Judging from the map, there is an east-west watershed nearly two thousand meters high between the Wasteland and the Northern Kingdom.

South of the watershed, rivers generally flow southward, such as the Baihe River, which flows southward into the Jinghe River.

Once you cross the watershed to the north, most rivers flow north.

The main difficulty in an expedition into the wilderness is deploying troops and supplies over mountains and across ridges.

This watershed hindered the Northern Kingdom's continued expansion northward, and also sheltered the tribes of refugees who fled to the wilderness.

Given the overall war strength of the territories under Lin En's command, it would be quite difficult to cross mountains and rivers to conquer the wilderness and plunder the population.

But he is in urgent need of population, and the barbarians are high-quality and cheap soldiers.

When Lin En heard that Lao Suo brought back two envoys from the Gaoya tribe, he was extremely surprised.

"Where is the messenger?"

"We're touring the warehouse. I'll bring them over."

Old Thorward just came back yesterday.

When the two messengers followed him into the tribe, they ate rye and pea porridge like starving ghosts.

Early this morning they couldn't wait to visit the salt mine and warehouse, as if they were inspecting their future working environment.

Soon, Lao Suo brought the two messengers to the stone house and introduced Lin En's identity to them:

"This is the Baron of White Bear Territory."

Both of them were young barbarian guys with blue hair, blue eyes, shriveled cheeks, and wearing heavy animal skins.

Lynn sat on a chair covered with wolfskin and glanced at the two of them. The guy named Halfdan had a one-star rating and an intelligence of E+. He should be the backbone elite of the tribe.

Halfdan took off his hat and saluted, then looked up at Lin En carefully and asked, "Your Excellency the Baron, do you really speak the language of the Savages?"

"of course."

Lin En smiled and nodded. "You've all seen the current situation of the lowland tribes. Chief Thorward must have explained it to you many times along the way. I want to know what you think now."

Lynn was able to convince the lowland tribes to join him by using both carrot and stick.

The threat of military force must be firm, and the rye and pea porridge must be more fragrant.

At the same time, he married old Thorward's daughter to show his sincerity.

Now with the example of the lowland tribes, Lin En can save himself the effort and hassle.

"Of course the High Cliff Tribe also wants to have oatmeal for every meal. The wasteland is too chaotic and too dangerous now. If Your Excellency the Baron can treat us the same way he treats the Lowland Tribe, then the High Cliff Tribe is willing to fight for you." Halfdan said directly that he was willing to fight for Lin En. Obviously, he already knew that there were wasteland archers working for Lin En, and he was also aware of the extremely high treatment of these archers.

Among the many types of soldiers under Lin En's command, the barbarian archers are actually treated the lowest.

The weapon is the cheapest pure wooden longbow, the armor is the cheapest leather armor, and the monthly salary is naturally the lowest level.

But this does not prevent the barbarians from yearning for archers.

A good life is achieved through comparison.

Compared with the treatment of the archers, the rye earned from digging salt is not as fragrant as before.

Lin En didn't rush to agree, but instead asked, "Let's talk about the wasteland and the High Cliff Tribe."

Judging from the current situation, the Gaoya tribe is most likely in his pocket.

He was more interested in the present state of the wasteland.

According to Halfdan's description, the wasteland is now a super-large chicken-eating arena.

The barbarians lacked the necessary iron tools, and due to the sparse population, harsh climate and hard soil, they could only rely on a few pieces of natural barren farmland to survive.

After more than a hundred years of reproduction and development, two tribes were the first to recover and attacked other tribes under the temptation of arable land and population.

The loser of the war will lose everything, including land, population, and even the name of the tribe.

The winner takes everything, just like the killing and looting in the chicken game.

In order to escape the increasingly fierce tribal wars, several tribes of barbarians were forced to leave their original homes and migrate to the edge of the wilderness.

The lowland tribe under old Thorward was the first to voluntarily withdraw from the competition.

However, since the lowland tribes were too weak, they could not escape the oppression of other tribes even if they fled to the edge of the country. Therefore, they could only continue to move south across the watershed and escape to the northern part of the White Bear Territory with difficulty.

The High Cliff Tribe where Halfdan was located was not far from the Lowland Tribe, and the relationship between the two tribes was also pretty good. Because they were slightly stronger, they could barely deal with the invasion of other tribes.

But this year, one of the strongest tribes, the Rift Valley, set its sights on the High Cliff Tribe and launched several exploratory attacks.

The High Cliff Tribe feared the powerful strength of the Rift Valley and was looking for a way to retreat. Suddenly, an old friend came to them and offered a 'retreat' that smelled very fragrant.

Halfdan, the second son of the clan leader, followed his father's orders to accompany old Thorward south on a 'mission' to the White Bear Territory.

According to him, the current total population of the Gaoya tribe is over 8,000, with nearly 2,000 young and middle-aged male laborers, and everyone is capable of taking up arms and fighting.

However, due to heavy snow blocking the roads, it will take until April next year at the earliest for the Gaoya tribe to cross the mountains and migrate to the White Bear Territory.

"As long as the High Cliff Tribe is willing to pledge allegiance to me, I promise to provide hot porridge for everyone."

Faced with this piece of fat meat that could kill a person, Lin En could only swallow it with tears.

There are only 8,000 people, and they can barely be fed with the surplus food that Bai Xiong had last year.

Moreover, he will go south in the early spring of next year to conquer the four baronies that are ready to make moves, which will be a good opportunity to break up the High Cliff Tribe and distribute them to various territories.

Lin En naturally would not place them all in the White Bear Territory or the Shoal Territory.

If all eight thousand wastelanders rush in, it will be hard to say whether the territory will be named Lin or Huang.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Excellency the Baron. I will return to report to my father everything I have seen and heard, and will do my best to persuade him to lead the tribe out of that damned barren wasteland!"

Halfdan also wanted to give it a try this time, but he didn't expect to be able to reach an agreement with the White Bear Baron directly.

For the Gaoya tribe who just want to live a good life, having enough food to eat is their best wish.

(End of this chapter)