章 120: Bombs that Grow on Trees

Yang Ling had not been sitting down for long when a few elders with dog heads and human bodies walked in. The fox elder began to explain that the Dogmen and Foxmen each accounted for half of the three thousand five hundred members in the tribe, with each race having their own elder. The two elders would discuss and come to a consensus whenever there was an important decision to be made.

"Sir Leader, might I ask if you could supply us with weapons and armor!" The impatient dog elder directly stated the tribe's difficulties after a few formalities.

The Beastmen had accumulated a good amount of rations after a long time of preparation. They wouldn't have any problems lasting through the winter.