Ride and Cut

　　 In the last few days before Annie's departure, the centaur blacksmith started a forging craze in Gaoshan Fort.

　　 Slaves and two giant monsters acted as coolies, and it took three days to build several earthen blast furnaces on the banks of the Rushing River.

　　 In the previous battles, Gaoshan Fort seized weapons and armor weighing tens of thousands of pounds. The quality was generally low, but it was considered qualified as a raw material for smelting, and finally got the opportunity to use waste.

　　 The most prestigious one among the centaur Mabusmi is Rooney. He selected several hundred pounds of cast iron and wrought iron and sent it to the blast furnace. It is said that after re-melting, it can be turned into fine-quality steel.

　　 When the caravan first arrived, they presented a cart of flour and a cart of coal to Gaoshan Fort. Now those coals are being shoveled into the combustion chamber of the blast furnace.

　　 Gunther looked at the gradually cooling steel ingot like a curious bear, unable to understand why two kinds of inferior iron melted together to become stainless steel.

　　 Rooney is very enthusiastic, explaining patiently that this is the reasoning of physical compatibility. The problem is that he himself is obviously a two-handed sword, and he said two sentences over and over again, making Gunther dizzy.

　　 Richard couldn't stand the chanting, "I don't understand the carbon content, the high and low neutralization is steel."

　　I can’t understand Rooney this time, the carbon content? Is there carbon in iron? Will it catch fire?

　　 Soon after the steel ingot was released, a group of mercenaries came to Gaoshan Fort under a white flag and picked up the caravan that had been stranded for many days. Before leaving, Annie left all the coal loaded by the convoy to Richard, and the mercenary captain gave him a very delicate ruby ​​gold badge, which was extremely polite.

　　 Although poverty is everywhere in Gaoshan Fort, its military strength is really too hard. For a business firm that specializes in wilderness trading, it is a tiger that can't afford to offend.

　　 Richard watched them leave with a sigh of relief. He didn't want to be seen by others for the next thing to do.

　　 Several experienced centaur Mabsmi led the apprentices to set aside an anvil and set about turning the steel ingot into a weapon.

　　 Generally speaking, forging a large number of isomorphic ordnance at the same time is the best choice, which has many advantages in terms of saving man-hours and maintaining quality control. Pompeii has set up several large arsenals in recent years, precisely because of this consideration.

　　 But Richard's request was completely contrary to this idea. He asked the blacksmiths to make nearly a hundred weapons and armors, none of which were the same.

　　He is doing an experiment, a very simple experiment.

　　 Richard knew a long time ago that system soldiers have standard template equipment. For example, the rated equipment of the barbarian giant axe warrior includes a long-handled heavy battle axe, a piece of iron armor, a horned helmet, and some scattered accessories.

　　 These equipments are fixed in shape and even sold in sets in shops.

　　 But due to the long-standing military distress, Richard has never provided his soldiers with equipment according to the standard. The barbarian giant axe warriors are still using the three treasures of the militia bought in Coron City-long spears, throwing spears and leather armor.

　　 It seems that the effect of doing this is not bad, and their combat effectiveness has been significantly improved every time they advanced, so Richard couldn't help wondering whether the system's equipment standards are meaningful.

　　 Some of these ordnances that he made Centaur build are completely imitating system standards, some are common styles of Pompeii, and the rest are somewhere in between.

　　Heating, forging, quenching, grinding, Mabsmi Centaur has rich experience, and he has done this in an orderly manner.

　　 Richard distributed all the ordnance to the Alpine Fort soldiers and asked them to try it out on their own to make an evaluation.

　　 The feedback given by these big belly men who eat the poor lord is surprisingly consistent.

　　 Everyone loves the standard equipment of the template and thinks that it feels good, and even disdains the Pompeii system and even feels awkward.

　　 is also an axe. The barbarian giant axe warrior uses the long-handled battle axe that comes standard with the template, which can steadily cleave into a finger-wide gap between two pieces of wood. And once the Pompeii battle axe was replaced, the terrifying control power suddenly disappeared without a trace.

　　 This gap is not explained by the so-called feel, but can only be attributed to the influence of the system.

　　 Richard guessed that the martial arts blessed to barbarians when advancing may not be how to use the axe, but how to use the "template standard long-handled battle axe."

　　The barbarians are also big-living people whose brains can turn a little bit, so other axes will also play tricks by analogy, but the level of course can’t be compared.

　　 This discovery made Richard both happy and depressed. The overall combat effectiveness has a lot of room for improvement, but the equipment update has also become a problem that needs to be solved.

　　 Another major event of Gaoshan Fort is that Lord Lord has recently issued a mobilization order, asking for as many monsters as possible to be captured, and it must be alive.

　　 What did the dirty and stupid monster catch for? There are already two, isn’t it enough? No one knows, anyway, Gaoshanbao does not intend to engage in democracy.

　　All the leaders have recently broken their legs for this incident, but the bottomless appetite and clumsy body of the giant monsters determine that they will not be distributed much, and they have tried their best to get more than a dozen.

　　 These guys were kept in captivity by the river, eating and drinking as if they were in paradise, but the leader in charge of the livestock turned pale.

　　 The appetite of the giant monsters is so good, even if they have been fed with mud-mixed horse feed, UU read www.uukanshu. The feed inventory in the com territory is still plummeting.

　　 Only Nehru, who was a shaman, had a vague premonition.

"Did you say that shamans are prone to appear in trolls, and the magical power is very powerful." Richard smiled kindly when he came to Nehru, but Gunther behind his arm curled up with three feet. Refers to the thick cowhide whip.

　　 It is well known that Gunther never participates in daily chores, so this whip is definitely not used for grazing.

　　 Nehru nodded vigorously.

　　 "There are nearly twenty giant monsters in Alpine Fort. Go and teach them spells."

　　 "My lord." Nehru plopped on the ground and hugged Richard's boots. "With a stupid brain like a troll, it's impossible to learn witchcraft."

　　 Nehru, who knows two kinds of witchcraft, is definitely a qualified shaman, so he is increasingly unable to understand why Lord Lord values ​​trolls so much-with the intelligence of these stupid things, it is impossible to adapt to the complicated battlefield environment.

　　 "Then you dare to say that there will be a shaman in the monster?" Richard put his hands around his chest.

　　 Gunther straightened the whip he was holding, and raised his hand to shake the whip. The iron-embedded whip fell on the wall with a loud bang, exploding a large piece of pine in the thumb into flying wood wool.

"They are not the same as us." Nehru shivered and his mouth was faster than pouring beans. "We have to learn from our predecessors to master the power of shamans, but giant monsters rely on awakening, and sometimes they can wake up. Comprehend the power of the shaman."

　　 Gunther turned to look at his lord, holding the whip eagerly, he felt that this guy must be **** again.

　　 Richard waved his hand to stop him. In fact, Richard himself tended to believe this statement—the troll's stupid head and brain simply couldn't put anything into it, let alone a trick.