Warlord: King of All Clans

Back at the Riverbend Camp, Leo reported the results of the trip to Uriyan.

"It's OK. At least we don't have to worry too much about the wild folks taking advantage of the situation and invading." Wu Liyang nodded and said, "During this period, we will train the militia and get some equipment. At the same time, we will strengthen the vigilance on the other side of the river to prevent attacks by wild boar people. Well, you still have to keep a close eye on the wild folks."

"Okay." Leo had no objection.

Looking at Leo's departing back, Uliyan sighed repeatedly: "Oh, he has really grown up."

The old man Rusev, who was standing by, tapped his pipe and joked, "Why don't you marry your daughter to him? You can have a grandson sooner!"

There was no tobacco in his pipe. Northern tobacco smokers grew their own tobacco, and Rusev was no exception. The tobacco he brought from his hometown was smoked up on the way.

"Impossible! What conditions do you want to marry my precious daughter?" Uliyan shook his head. Seeing Rusev laughing, he turned to ask, "If you had a daughter, would you dare to let her marry this rascal?"

"That won't do! That's too shady, too shady." Rusev kept shaking his head, as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.

But after a while, Rusev suddenly said: "Olivia is such a good girl, it would be a pity if she didn't marry Leo."

Not to mention the whispers of the old men in the camp, Leo also has a lot to do.

He would continue to use food to lure and trick groundhogs into digging ditches, urge the militia to strengthen their training, and crack down on the phenomenon of shitting everywhere in the camp.

Especially the latter, for this purpose, Leo even formed a scout group and ordered that if anyone was seen shitting in or around the camp, they should be secretly poked in the butt with a stick.

Therefore, the camp was often filled with the angry shouts of men and women.

During militia training, Leo would take out his yew longbow and practice archery under the envious gazes of the militiamen.

This two-meter-long yew longbow has a pulling force of nearly two hundred pounds. Even Leo, a little barbarian who is born with great strength, has to muster up all his strength to pull the longbow, and he has to be very careful to avoid spraining his tendons.

Therefore, at the beginning, he only pulled the string to train his waist strength, and waited until his body adapted to this kind of strong bow before trying to put an arrow on it and shoot.

This single-body longbow looks simple, but it is actually difficult to make. In order to achieve such a high poundage while ensuring practicality, the requirements for material selection and craftsmanship increase exponentially.

Even among the yew trees that abound in the Wolf-Driving Plains, not every one can be made into a longbow of the quality in Leo's hand.

Moreover, its kinetic energy conversion is not very good, almost ranking last among all types of bows. The only thing it focuses on is the powerful flying of the brick, so it is a great test of the archer's comprehensive physical quality.

A sturdy young man like Leo, who is 1.8 meters tall, is more than qualified to be a level 3 heavy armored elite infantryman, but if he wants to become a level 3 imperial elite longbowman, he still needs to grow taller.

When Uliyan saw Leo practicing archery, he would also give some guidance.

Although Ulian is a sergeant of the heavy infantry, there are also many imperial longbowmen in the Aeolus Fortress, and they can often be seen training.

He also has a longbow, but the poundage is not as high. Since his legs became disabled, he has used this longbow to kill many prey.

The shooting posture and force application method of a longbowman are different from those of an ordinary hunter. If no one teaches and one has to rely on one's own exploration, it will indeed take a lot of detours.

With Urian's guidance, Leo was soon able to use the yew longbow proficiently, but if he wanted to reach the level of a wild hunter or an imperial longbowman, he would need more time to hone his skills.

The iron ore that the ogres sent in a steady stream was exchanged for food in Isenpor via the small fishing boats provided by the Petukhov family, temporarily solving the food problem in the camp.

The appearance of Freya also liberated a large amount of labor.

She is not only good at digging canals, but also at doing any heavy work that humans cannot do.

The rock weighing several tons was shattered into pieces when she hit it with her head, and then she pushed the huge rock around like a snowball.

The originally planned three-foot stone wall foundation of the lord's house was forcibly raised to two meters high.

It's just a little bit naughty. If no one is watching and comforting it, something could happen in a matter of minutes.

Uliyan took this opportunity to make a batch of shields and expanded the militia to fifty people again.

Because there were no extra standard weapons, the newly joined militia recruits still carried their usual one-handed axes and short spears in addition to shields.

Fifty of the remaining young and strong men were selected to serve as reserve forces and were asked to participate in training with the militia.

As food was no longer in short supply in the camp, Olivia, under Uliyan's instruction, tried her best to give the villagers more food. The villagers' complexions improved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were no longer the hungry ghosts they were when they first arrived at the river bend.

Many young and strong villagers are still full of energy at night after a day's work. Instead of letting them fight and molest women, it is better to let them learn how to really fight.

Every evening, hundreds of militiamen and reservists gathered on the river bank for training, which made the scene more powerful and provided people with a great sense of security.

When Leo was in the camp, the little mouse always liked to follow him closely and never leave him for a moment.

If Leo wasn't around, the little mouse would follow Olivia, help her, and work hard.

Under the influence of Leo and Olivia, other children in the village were no longer so averse to little mice. At least when they were playing, if they found little mice approaching quietly, they would no longer beat or scold them, but chose to ignore them.

But she was still the little mouse who was wary and fearful of anything unfamiliar. Most of the time, she liked to stay in Leo's little tent and stare blankly, or go to the small fish pond to fish alone.

She would only giggle in a flattering way when Leo teased her.

Although she still had the habit of hiding the leftover bread under the blanket, at least she no longer poured the unfinished porridge into her pockets.

When Freya came to the camp, the little mouse and Freya quickly became friends as Leo's left and right idiots.

Freya was even willing to be a mount for Mouse and Olivia, and take Olivia's twenty-six godsons with her to explore the oak forest west of the camp and drive out the evil kobolds there.

Wait! Why twenty-six?

Leo counted the kobold pups in the room three times, picked out a few that were obviously malnourished, then stared at Fisa and asked, "Are you sure you didn't throw your son in there?"

The Husky who had come to protest the groundhogs' misbehavior avoided their gaze and argued weakly: "They followed us here on their own!"

Then she mustered up her courage and asked, "You said that adult kobolds can also come to the camp?"

"Sure, just come, but only those who work can eat!" Leo certainly didn't care. Once he arrived at the camp, whether to kill, chop, or appease was all Uliyang's business.

There is still too little labor in the camp, and there is a lot of work to be done. There is a shortage of people everywhere.

Even if it's a kobold, it's not impossible if it can do the job.

Feisha's eyes lit up and she began to think about what work her dogs could do.