Warlord: King of All Clans

Besides Leo, the first person to discover Bobak was his disciple Freya.

The groundhog stretched out its front paws, stepped hard with its short legs, twisted its big butt, and ran so fast that the earth shook.

She ran over while shouting "Teacher" and her childish voice was filled with tears.

Ever since the boar people were weakened, Freya obviously missed home. Every morning at dawn, she would climb up the nearby hills and scream loudly, more punctually than the crowing of a rooster.

No one knew whether her master heard it or not, but the wild beasts around obviously heard it.

The brown bears and snow leopards that could usually be spotted a few miles outside the river bend are now nowhere to be seen.

Seeing that a car accident was about to happen, Bobak stretched out his arm, grabbed the fat on the groundhog's cheek and pulled her down.

Freya lay down, buried her huge head in the teacher's arms, and burst into tears.

"Don't cry like that, it's like I'm abusing you." Leo felt a little flustered when he heard Freya's miserable cry.

Sure enough, because of Freya's crying, Bobak's eyes looked at Leo even colder.

To this, Leo could only respond with a wry smile.

"Teacher, I miss you so much."

After crying for a while, Freya finally vented her anger and instantly became happy and excited. She walked towards the camp with her forehead against Bobak's butt.

"Teacher, teacher, I'll take you to eat wheat cakes. Sister Olivia bakes wheat cakes for me every day. They are delicious!"

"Teacher, have I grown taller?"

"Teacher, have I grown stronger?"

Walking up to Leo, the tall druid held out his hand to Leo, "Elf Druid, Bobak Marimotas."

Leo quickly extended his hand to greet him and they shook each other's arms, "Master, my name is Leo, and I'm Freya's friend."

Other identities are not important. The first thing to do is to show that you are a friend, not an enemy.

Uliyan, Olivia and others also rushed over and greeted Bobak one by one.

The villagers who were working near the camp watched from afar, curious about the stranger with the huge antlers.

"My disciple has troubled everyone during this period."

"No trouble, no trouble." Uliyang waved his hands and answered with a smile.

In front of the teacher, Uliyan praised her: "Freya is very hardworking. She helped with the work as soon as she came to the camp, and she helped a lot. She is obedient and capable. Everyone likes her!"

Freya smiled happily and squatted obediently, waiting for the teacher's praise.

Bobak simply reached out and stroked the hair on Freya's back, then nodded and said, "That's good."

Just these few words made Freya extremely proud.

She wagged her tail rapidly, squinted her eyes comfortably, accepted the teacher's comfort, and even wanted to lie on her back and let him scratch her belly.

After living with the kobold cubs, Freya became more and more like a dog.

After arriving at the camp and sitting down, Ulyan, as the host of the camp, exchanged some polite words with Bobak, but he could only say some empty words without much concrete information to share.

After all, he was just an old soldier. Although his knowledge could crush those of farmers who had never left the village in their lives, he could not stand up to the elven druid who had lived for five hundred years and traveled all over the continent.

On the contrary, it was Leo, the little rough man, who, beyond everyone's expectation, was able to have a chat with Bobak.

"Your composting technology is really good. When the Orlantis Empire had not yet risen, it used the island guano in the kingdom and combined it with horse-drawn heavy plows to increase the average grain output to three times that of neighboring countries. This led to a rapid population growth and a rapid rise from a small border country to the strongest human empire on the continent."

Leo nodded and said, "Agriculture is the foundation of a country. Whether a country is prosperous or not depends on how many people a farmer can feed."

"If a farmer feeds one more person, there will be one more person to weave or open up wasteland. If a farmer feeds one more person, there will be one more person to mine or forge iron. If a farmer feeds one more person, there will be one more person to serve in the army or fight in wars."

Leo did not use the knowledge in the textbook to explain the relationship between agriculture and light industry, heavy industry and military strength. He simply echoed the topic and asked: "I heard that druids have the ability to control plants. Can it increase the yield of crops?"

Bobak was quite surprised by Leo's knowledge, which was not what a villager in the mountain village should have, so he became more talkative and willing to reveal more knowledge.

"Druid spells can indeed increase crop yields, but each druid has limited magic power and cannot take care of too many crops. The most practical method is to increase yields by continuously cultivating crop seeds and improving crops."

Leo sighed, "It's a pity that humans are not as good at cultivating plants as the elven druid masters. Half of the wars of humans come from the lack of food."

Bobak smiled, shook his head and said, "Human wars have nothing to do with food. Instead, they come from human greed. If half of the wars come from food scarcity, the other half come from food surplus."

"Whether they are hungry or full, they are all coveting others'."

After laying so much groundwork, Leo finally revealed his purpose: "At least most of the wars in the North are caused by food shortages. If the elven druids can help and cultivate more productive seeds, the wars may be reduced a lot."

"How do you know that the druids didn't contribute? A thousand years ago, the wheat and barley from the south were planted on the north bank of the Anzeno River, but the seeds they produced were even less than weeds. Therefore, the beastmen could only survive by hunting and looting, and the human clans also stopped at the south bank of the Anzeno River."

Leo asked curiously, "Did the elven druids improve the wheat seeds?"

"Yes, it was the great elven lord, Archdruid Chis'el Casgrandar, who could not bear to see his orc friends starving and plundering each other, so he cultivated and improved the wheat seeds of the southern humans, adapted them to the soil of the north, and then gave them to the orcs."

"Unfortunately, the outcome did not improve. The surplus of food led to an expansion of the population. The growing beastmen began to invade the forests of the elves and came into conflict with the humans. Thus, the war began."

"The final result was that the elves retreated to the Trashiel Highlands, the orcs were driven north of the glacier, and the human empire occupied a large area of ​​territory and then began to fall into internal strife."

Bobak sighed, "It's not just humans. Any race that is greedy by nature and good at reproduction will bring destruction after it grows stronger."

As he said this, he looked at his disciples and said, "Even the marmots on the Trashill Plateau will multiply and destroy the ecology of the entire plateau once they lose their natural enemies and have sufficient food."

Leo felt a little disappointed. He said so much just for the druid master in front of him to get some good things for the camp.

What about wheat seeds that produce 2,000 kilograms per mu, big trees that grow bread, and livestock that grow meat without eating.

He never refuses anyone who comes!