The overturned chair was realigned, the slanted wine glass was realigned, and Bruno sat upright again. The leaders of a dozen hilly dwarves stared at them, trying to find a way out for their tribe.
There was a big wine barrel on the table of the meeting, and the people around him inadvertently drank, but the gray dwarf took a drink after a drink. He filled his own glass, sat down and asked with a funny smile: "How is it? Have you thought about it?"
There are dozens of dwarf tribes in the north, thousands of large people and hundreds of small people living in barren mountains with harsh conditions. Due to natural conditions, they have few options for survival.
In addition to digging and ironing at home and selling metal products, hilly dwarves often sell force for a living. Due to their strong physique, extraordinary combat skills, and honesty and reliability, many lords are willing to hire them as guards.
But the hilly dwarves themselves are not reluctant to be mercenaries. One is taking little money, and the other is that the human lord is too cunning and often cheats them in different ways.
The leaders of the dwarves looked at each other, knowing that they couldn't deal with Coldwind City in the matter of ironing, so they could only be mercenaries.
Victor Hugo currently has a good reputation. Although trading and dumping destroy the market, he clearly marked the price, and his reputation is much stronger than that of other human noble lords.
Only when the hilly dwarves offered to accept the employment of Coldwind City as soldiers, Bruno shook his head and sighed: "I advise you to join Coldwind City, and the whole family will move to become the leader of Your Hugo."
As soon as I said this, the room shook and rattled. Several dwarf chiefs stood up and yelled. Even more dwarves wanted to grab an axe and smashed this evil gray dwarf to pieces.
Some dwarves jumped to the table and pointed to Bruno's nose and cursed "dwarf traitor" when they were far away. They have counted the countless wickedness and smoke of the human lords in the past, vile and nasty things, and they are quite indifferent to the human race.
In the face of this tense posture, Bruno sneered a few times indifferently. He was still in the mood to drink most of the ale in the glass, and then slowly said after a satisfying burp:
"Do you know the orc Todd next to Lord Hugo? He went to the Black Forest to gather his fellow Orcs."
Orcs are less productive than dwarves, and they wander around in the forest all day long, causing trouble. But their life is more bitter than that of dwarves. Simple barbarism can't live a good life, but will make enemies everywhere.
Bruno continued: "Lord Hugo has an orc guard of twenty or thirty people around him, but he is not satisfied with this guard. The orcs fight by brute force, and they get hotheaded when they fight. In the face of large-scale battles, they It is easy to be counter-killed.
But the orcs have a great advantage in the forest. Your lord will develop the Black Forest and plan to hire a group of orcs as rangers to protect his industry in the forest from monsters such as jackals and goblins.
The orcs will be able to live in comfortable houses, with strong weapons and armor, and wages. They don't need to wander around and looting, and they can feed themselves in a normal way.
According to the lord, it is to give the orcs a chance to enter a civilized society. Let them stop confronting mankind, reconcile the two sides, and jointly develop forest resources. "
The hilly dwarves looked at each other, wondering what Bruno wanted to say
"Recently, a kobold tribe sent a representative to Coldwind City to request an audience with your lord."
Bruno said that the orcs were okay, but the mention of the kobolds was interrupted at the very beginning.
A hilly dwarf laughed and said, "The orcs can still fight, what can kobolds do? Those barking guys can't even fight goblins. I can do a hundred of them."
"I can hit two hundred."
"I can play three hundred."
"While going, I can fight a thousand."
When it comes to kobolds, the atmosphere at the table is suddenly cheerful. The dwarves despise the cowardly combat power of the kobolds, and burst numbers to show their strength.
Bruno said quietly: "Kobolds are stoic, silent, and have no ambitions. They are good at digging and mining, constructing underground projects, and can even tolerate filth. They live in the sewers and are responsible for cleaning up garbage. Are you okay?"
The scene was instantly quiet.
Among the intelligent creatures of Faerun Continent, the kobold is the weakest, and there is no one. Even goblins can bully them.
Because of being too weak, kobolds have to live in dark corners and endure all kinds of oppression. This adds to the misunderstanding of other races, confuses them with goblins.
In fact, kobolds are lawful camp, completely different from goblins in chaotic camp.
"A kobold messenger came to Coldwind City not long ago. The guy was terrified at the time, trembling with his words, and was ready to be killed by the guard at the door without seeing the lord.
But Lord Hugo saw him and listened to his request. This kobold probably couldn't survive in other places. Hearing about Lord Hugo's mercy, he hopes to migrate to Coldwind City and is willing to help build sewers in the city.
The kobolds said that they don't need any compensation, as long as they can live in the underground safely. They can come and go at night, rely on garbage discarded by humans for a living, and will never invade the human world.
But after Lord Hugo confirmed that the kobolds had strong underground engineering capabilities, he immediately decided to accept the tribe and said that he would give them formal work and equal rights.
Kobolds don't need to hang out at night, but they are more generous and less estranged.
You haven't seen the unbelievable appearance of the Kobold Messenger at the time, and his subsequent vow of allegiance to heaven and earth.
Last month, the weak kobold tribe moved into Coldwind City. That is a team of only a hundred people, including half of the old and the weak. They are really weak, thin and small.
But they got everything the lord promised, including tools, food, cloth, and the official status and exclusive living area of the city sewer management office.
The humans in the city were not used to living with kobolds at first. But as the sewers were cleared and dredged, everyone quickly accepted the existence of kobolds. No one thinks there is anything wrong.
Cleaning up the sewers is hard work. Only the poorest can do it, and the income is extremely low. Your lord, however, this type of work is listed as a special high-risk occupation that is necessary for the city and is given high remuneration.
Kobolds are also very satisfied with a stable home and an unimaginable job. They will come to another group of ethnic groups next month, not only to expand the city's sewers, but also to help the lord open mines and expand the city. "
The hilly dwarves looked at each other again, and someone shouted angrily: "Bruno, what do you want to say?"
The gray dwarf stretched his hands, "Why don't you understand? Your lord respects every worker, and he can give you dignity and status that you don't have anywhere else.
As long as you are willing to become law-abiding citizens, he can give you unimaginable rewards. Even the kobolds can get gold coins as wages with confidence, instead of leftovers mixed with garbage.
I urge you to seize the opportunity. This is really a golden opportunity. A great lord is worthy of your following. "