After the increase in manpower, the orchard planting work has increased a lot, but the bare hands planting is still very slow and hard, so Alfas bought some management and planting tools for Anna and the others to use.

Production-type buildings such as orchards have their special effects. After planting seeds for a few days, some of the seedlings have reached nearly one meter high, and the speed has to be said to be so fast. In addition to increasing the growth rate of fruit trees, orchards also increase the production efficiency, quantity, quality, etc. of fruit trees.

"Anna, thank you for your hard work. Look at what good things I bring to you!" Alfas shook the shovel in his hand and smiled.

"It's so great, thank you, Elder!" Anna was unceremonious and 'snatched' the shovel and was excited for a while. Now she finally didn't have to let the tree slaves dig holes with her hands to sort out the land. Her work efficiency will definitely increase greatly.

Anna took the other tools given to her by Alfas, and then taught the tree slaves and the elves one by one. Alfas turned around the orchard. For so many days, in such a large orchard, there was no tool, and almost half of the orchard was planted. I have to admire their ability to work bare hands.

"Great Elder, Ronaldinho's owl!" Lilith, who had always been very leisurely, ran over anxiously and shouted hastily.

Although Lilith is not as mature and plump as Ronas and Anna, she is the same type of young loli with Nolan. Although she doesn't see any turbulent waves when she runs, she still has a different flavor.

"Wait, it's not the time to appreciate this..." Alfas suddenly realized that Ronas's owl flew back, which generally represents important information.

"What did the owl say?" Alfas asked hurriedly, holding Lilith, who was almost about to turn upside down.

After running, Lilith's heartbeat was half-held and half-held under Alfas, but when she thought of the owl's information, she immediately became serious.

"The Goblin Chief's troops were defeated and were hunted by other rebel goblins. They fled towards our village!" Lilith said anxiously.

"What! The Goblin Chief was defeated? The rebellious Goblin? What's going on!" Alfas couldn't figure out why the cousin Goblin Chief was chased by his tribe members.

"Sister Nolan didn't tell the elder?" Lilith asked.

"Uh, she seemed to have forgotten to say it..." Alfas remembered that before Nolan had said her good things, he was arranged to deliver equipment to the Goblin troops.

"Okay, it's not too late for Lilith to tell the Great Elder now." Lilith took a deep breath, relaxed, and analyzed the information sent by Ronas over the past few days.

Some time ago, the Goblin tribe gathered troops and prepared to attack the Red Hat village. But the day after Alfas went out to find meat, the Goblin chief led the tribe's army to war with the Red Hat. As a result, the tribe was defeated in the internal chaos. The rebellious Goblin was the leader of two medium-sized tribes and had long planned the position of the chief.

"Where are they probably where?" Alfas knew that time was tight, and immediately turned into a wolf form and asked.

"In the dense woods in the northwest." Lilith was frightened when she saw the elder transforming, but she quickly revealed the information sent by the owl.

"Tell Nolan, after changing the equipment, let the Goblin come to the northwest together." After saying that, Alfas drove out of the orchard, exited the village from the north gate, and headed straight to the northwest.

...

"Damn Gra, stupid Modo, how dare you betray me!" The huge stone axe cut off the trees with one blow, and the burly Goblin chief cursed.

"Chief, it's not good, the betrayer is chasing me." As soon as the defeated troops sat down to rest, a Goblin warrior ran over from behind and reported anxiously.

"Damn, did the goddess of life give up on us?" The Goblin Chief furiously heard the sound, waved the huge stone axe in his hand, and shouted: "Goblin warriors, follow me to fight back against the ugly betrayer, the glory of the Goblin belongs to us!"

"Chief, you can't do this!" A warrior who looked like a Goblin chief hurriedly stopped him and said, "There are nearly a thousand rebels, but we are less than a hundred. The number of people is too great. Wouldn't this be a death?"

"It's not possible to escape, nor to fight. What should you do if you want me? Should I hand over my head to the betrayer as a spoil?" Chief Goblin asked in anger.

"The Sinra tribe must be passed on, and the chief is not yet at the time to sacrifice himself for the Goblin honor." The Goblin Warrior thought for a while and then said, "I am the chief's brother, and I look similar to the chief. Now it is time to sacrifice myself for the Goblin honor, pass on the orthodox Sinra tribe, and exchange 'identities' with the chief!"

"Exchange identities?" Chief Goblin asked.

"Yes, we can exchange the equipment and accessories on our bodies, and then I dress up as the "Chief" and flee southwest; and Chief, you continue to move southeastward, where there is a small tribe built by our tribe (destroyed by Alphas). Let the inheritance and revival of the Sinra tribe be overwhelmed by your shoulders!" After saying this with great loyalty, the Goblin warrior took off the equipment and accessories on his body, waiting for the chief's response.

"..." Chief Goblin closed his eyes and pondered. Not long after, he resolutely reached out to take the warrior's clothes and said, "The glory of the Goblin belongs to you, Warrior!"

The two quickly exchanged equipment and accessories, and the fake chief really looked like a seven-point real chief.

"May the goddess of life bless the Sinra tribe~" After saying his final blessing, the fake chief led other Goblin warriors to the southwest, deliberately leaving many footprints on the way.

"I can do it!" After seeing that all the tribesmen of the tribe left, the real chief did not dare to stop for a long time. He carefully retreated from the bushes and marched towards the small tribe in the southeast direction, and did not dare to leave any traces along the way.

...

"Chief, they fled southwest!" A betrayer Goblin Warrior stepped forward to report.

"Hmm?" Leader Gra checked the traces left on the road. There were no footprints or trees damaged in the southeast, while there were a large number of footprints and trees damaged in the southwest.

"Go to this side!" Gra pointed to the southeast and ordered.

"The tribe is not yet your decision, go here!" Modo ignored Gra's words and led the Goblin warriors in the clan and walked southwest.

"Okay, you take your tribe to the southwest, and I take my tribe to the southeast!" Seeing that the stupid Modo began to split, Gran didn't care about so much and had to kill the chief first.

The two sides parted ways. After walking for a while, Gra felt more and more wrong. There was a small goblin tribe with more than 200 people in the southwest. In addition to the escaped goblins, there were more than 300 people. If Modu was annexed by himself, his strength would be far beyond his own!

"Damn Modo, I can't tell! I almost got plotted against you!" Gra cursed. Fortunately, he was smarter, otherwise he would be finished. He shouted: "Warriors, look back!"
Chapter completed!