"Boy, it was originally a major event for the chief to succeed the throne, which required sacrifices and celebrations, but now your father has just died, and there are many problems in the tribe at present, and you, the new chief, need to solve it, so the succession celebration will not be held!" Barnett looked at Covennas and said.

"I understand Grandpa!" Covennas nodded.

Indeed, my father just died and was holding a celebration, which was indeed inappropriate.

What's more, it doesn't matter whether he holds a celebration or not. After all, he is the chief.

"Commander Crow, how many soldiers have you lost when you go out with your father this time?" Covennas looked at the four people who had returned to their seats, and finally he looked at Commander Crow who followed his father to go out.

After all, my father died in battle, so the tribal warriors who went to the expedition would probably have suffered a lot of losses.

Commander Crow was shocked, and Covennas's question surprised him because he inexplicably felt that this new chieftain had an inadvertent momentum of surrender.

After Crow hesitated a little, he quickly stood up and replied: "Report to the Chief, this time there were 422 people going to fight, and only 289 people came back, including more than 100 wounded."

"So, these more than 400 soldiers have lost all their losses!" Covennas looked at Crow and said lightly.

Commander Crow saw Covennas' faint eyes and unconsciously lowered his head.

The chief was killed in battle and the soldiers were completely lost. He, the deputy general, was naturally the one who took the blame.

"Sir, you can't blame Commander Crow for this matter. After all, Brother and the others are involved in a suffocating war. Even Brother Crow has been killed in battle. Commander Crow has made a contribution to the ability to bring back two-thirds of the soldiers safely!" The person who spoke was his fifth uncle.

His fifth uncle is Reynolds.

"Haha, Uncle Fifth has misunderstood. I don't mean to blame Commander Cro." Covennas glanced at his fifth uncle indifferently.

Reynolds's face was a little stiff when he heard this.

"Master Crow, don't think too much. I don't mean to blame you. This time the loss is heavy, not something that can be controlled by human resources, but for a small tribe like Silver Berry, it's already a damn injury!"

"So, Commander Crow and Commander Bagen, you can organize other soldiers to step up training as soon as possible and restore the strength of the tribe in the shortest time!" Covennas looked at Commander Crow and Commander Bagen with a smile.

"yes!"

Commander Crow heard this and quickly nodded in his head.

Commander Bagen, who was originally sitting on the chair, saw Crow so respectful, and although he was a little confused, he slowly got up from the chair and stood to take the order.

"By the way, I led my guard to capture more than 100 wolf-headed wolves in the Black Wind Mountains today, including sixty or seventy adult wolf-headed wolves that can be ridden. You can choose the right warrior as soon as possible and restore the number of wolf cavalry as soon as possible!" Covennas thought for a while and said.

Originally, he planned to use this group of wolf guards for his own guards, but now he is the chief, so he must not do this. After all, his guard's main responsibility is to protect his safety. In this case, forming a wolf cavalry guard would be a bit useless.

"yes!"

The two commanders, Crow and Bagan, were stunned. He did not expect that the new chief would have gotten so many wolves.

Even Covennas' fifth uncle, silent second uncle, and grandfather Barnett, who was standing next to Covennas, were a little surprised.

Although wolves are just medium and low-level monsters, it is not easy to encounter wild wolves. Only by going deep into the Black Wind Mountains can you have the chance to meet them.

For many werewolf tribes, most of the source of wolves is to buy cubs, raise and breed them from Warcraft merchants.

Unexpectedly, my grandson actually got a complete wild wolf pack. Not to mention the Silver Mane Tribe, even the Warcraft Merchant, the value of these more than 100 wolf-shaped wolves is probably a considerable amount of gold coins.

Others were surprised, and the two commanders, Bagen and Crow, were very excited. It was the thing that the generals most hoped for.

"Grandpa, I heard you just now that there are many problems in the tribe. I wonder what problems are there?" Covennas asked.

He had not been involved in managing tribes before, so he did not know much about tribes.

"Let your second uncle talk about it. He usually manages these problems!" Barnett said to his second son who was like a wood carving.

He naturally knew that his two sons were not convinced by his grandson's rule, but in addition to tradition, his grandson Corvenus just now fully demonstrated the style of a ruler. Although he was a little immature, it was enough to satisfy him.

Since this is the case, he would not let his two sons make things difficult for his grandson's rule.

When Covennas heard this, he looked at his second uncle.

His second uncle was named Luo Te. When his father was the chief, he was almost always the second uncle and the fifth uncle who were making decisions on the tribe's political affairs.

There is nothing we can do about this. Apart from being more powerful, his father was almost at the level of an ordinary person in terms of political wisdom.

Lott glanced at his father's eyes and frowned a few times, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he finally got up from the seat and looked at Covennas and said: "All problems are small problems. The biggest problem at present is the food problem."

"Food?" Covennas nodded after hearing this, without any surprise.

Almost every family in the orc tribe has a food crisis, which is also one of the main reasons for frequent wars among the orc tribes.

The royal court invaded the kingdom of mankind for food.

"In the first few months, there were droughts everywhere on the wasteland and there were not many rains in several months. The crops we planted almost halved and halved."

"According to the current tribe's situation, our food can only last for one and a half months at most. If we don't find a way, the tribe..." Lott did not continue.

The new chief, his nephew, seemed to have changed into a different person after he sat in the chief's position.

It's completely different from the little guy who came to his house to eat and drink for free.

Facing his unfathomable nephew, even if he doesn't explain it clearly, the other party should know the consequences.

"Then how much savings does our tribe have now?" Covennas looked at his second uncle.

Food is indeed a fatal problem. Hunger is the enemy of all. If the Silver Berry Tribe is famine, it is almost certain that the Silver Berry Tribe is finished.

Because not to mention whether the tribe can survive by itself, other nearby tribes will not give you a chance.

"Save?" Lot was stunned.

"Money, can the tribe's savings find a way to find a grain merchant and buy some food?" asked Covennas.

The Silver Berry Tribe has existed for decades, so hasn’t it saved?

"The tribe's total price is still more than 60 gold coins, and a batch of food can be purchased at the critical moment. However, the price of food is rising rapidly now. Even if you use all the gold coins to buy food, it can only solve the urgent problem." Lott said.

"Only sixty gold coins? Our tribe has existed for decades!"
Chapter completed!