Tislan Mountains, southern forest.
A group of rabbits are busy reinforcing the wooden fence around the village. They say they are rabbits. In fact, they are basically the same as humans, except for the pair of rabbit ears on their heads.
The trees around the village are relatively sparse, and it can be seen that they have been cut down. Some simple crops are sporadically planted on the hillside, including green vegetables, beans and some brown mushrooms, but unfortunately they are not growing.
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There are about 200 Rabbit Ears in the village, and they all live in tall mushrooms.
Yes, these mushrooms are taller than people, and the interiors are hollowed out, just to make rooms. The tops of the mushrooms are also very rich in color, including orange-yellow, bright red, light blue, and a small amount of light green. It looks amazingly beautiful.
The large and small mushroom houses are gathered together, which is quite a fairy tale color.
The men, women and children in the village seem to be very busy. They run around in a hurry, constantly moving stones, adding wooden fences, and sharpening the upper part of the wooden walls to increase the lethality.
It is a pity that their iron tools are limited, and there are not many weapons. Most of them are made of wooden guns with sharpened points, and only a small number of gun tips are covered with iron heads.
And those tips are also full of small gaps, and they should have been used for a long time, but they are very polished and have no rust. I think they should be well maintained.
Roland Hill quietly observed this group of special races on the opposite hill.
The Rabbit Ears are a branch of the Orcs. In the first era, the orcs were widely distributed in all corners of the continent, and they also had their own countries. They were the most powerful race after the elves at that time. They have their own unique culture, script and customs.
But there are also huge differences between orcs, some are very murderous and violent, and some are very gentle and weak, and it is impossible to generalize.
The group of rabbits in front of them belonged to a relatively weak family. In historical records, even in the heyday of the orc empire, they often worked as farmers and assistants. The only time they participated in the war, the records they left were also very ugly.
The girl is not very clear about the current external situation, but she can probably guess that this group of rabbits should have a very bad life. Most of them are thin and shabby, with a lot of patches, and they are very thin.
In the early morning of autumn, it was a little chilly in the mountains, and some young rabbits were shivering from the cold, but it was much better after the sun rose.
The only commendable thing is that they love cleanliness and are more united.
Although the clothes are worn out, they are white after washing, and there are not many stains to be seen. Collaboration during work is very good. If there is a rabbit who can't do it alone, everyone else is willing to help, and it can be seen that he is very hardworking. Everyone works together, no one is lazy, even the little rabbit will do something simple within its power.
"Kanda... How is the preparation in the village now?"
An elderly man with a pair of gray rabbit ears on his head asked a sturdy young man in front of him with a cane, who also had a pair of rabbit ears on his head, but they were black.
"Father, we have refinished the surrounding walls of the village, and put stones behind them for reinforcement, and we are almost done."
"Okay...Okay... Have everyone in the village gathered, and are there any who haven't come back from outside?"
"Almost all came back. Only Eden didn't come back. He said he would go to other villages for help."
"Other villages, sigh... .. don't embarrass others, there are several nearby villages of the Rabbit Ear tribe. Everyone knows the situation in their hearts. Which one is not surviving in hardships and has spare energy to help us."
"When I was young, there were more than a dozen villages in this forest, large and small, and they could support each other and communicate with each other. At that time, I could even get some iron products. Now, there are only 5 villages left. , I'm afraid there will be only 4 soon, alas..."
"Father, can't we leave this dangerous forest?"
The young man with black rabbit ears was puzzled and excited.
"Leave? Where can I go if I leave here?"
The old man sighed and touched a hair ornament hanging from the cane. The main body of the ornament was a ball, and below it was a bronze nameplate wrapped with a few strings. The nameplate was engraved with two words. If you are familiar with orc language, you will know that the two words above mean "white jing".
"The Crazy Fang Empire, the once powerful country has been dissipated for thousands of years. Now, it is the world of human beings, where is it different? In this forest, at least there is freedom, and after going out, you can only be slaves. ."
"However, I heard that there are still a large number of orc tribes in the Gufia steppe, we can go there."
"No... Silly child, in a foreign country, the same kind are sometimes even more terrifying than humans."
"Although human beings will capture us as slaves, at least they can survive. And when we meet the same kind, we rabbit ears may be used as food. Don't think this is an alarmist, this kind of thing happened a lot in the beginning. Pass."
The old man with rabbit ears shook his head, looked at the busy clansmen under the hillside, and was silent for a while before speaking.
"If you can't resist it, you can take this nameplate and go to other villages with the remaining young men and children who can walk."
"This is the clan card given to our Rabbit Ear Clan when the Crazy Fang Empire was still around. The entire Rabbit Ear Clan only got three nameplates, namely Black Jing, White Jing, and Gray Jing."
"Thousands of years ago, with this nameplate, you could have the qualification to grow grains in the south of the High Dan Plain and be protected by the imperial cavalry. As an obligation, the three tribes of the rabbit ears have to pay a sufficient amount to the empire every year. food to maintain that relationship."
"It is said that the first few years were fine. Later, as the number of our clan continued to rise, in order to control the number, the empire recruited young men to fight or work."
"It is said that it is a war, but it is actually using our Rabbit Ears as cannon fodder, or even rations for the march."
"However, our clan is too weak to resist, so we can only let it go. Therefore, you don't have to miss the former Gale Empire, and you have to be more careful when you see other carnivorous orc tribes."
It was difficult for the young Hei'er to accept this fact. He had no other way to learn about these thousands of years of dusty history, and he heard it for the first time today.
"I see, father."
The youth's tone was a little heavy, and then he continued to ask.
"Aren't you going?"
"I'm old, I can't walk fast, I can't work, I just waste food."
"You've grown up, and I've taught you everything you need to teach." The old man touched the young man's head with his withered palm, showing a relieved smile.
"When people meet, there will be a day of separation, so don't be sad. Besides, isn't there a possibility of victory? Are you a young man who is not as ambitious as me?"