Chapter 472 (1/2)

Speaking of his favorite gun, Arnold's face was filled with pride. He patted his old man and said, ”this gun is called the spirit blood thorn, which is an ancient relic. It was produced in the period of the spirit empire. After thousands of years of master, he still has the edge and is the best in the world. But it is difficult to find a second one. Their forging technology has been lost in the calendar In history.

It has been passed down for four generations in the strech family. It has long been found that it has unique advantages in horse warfare. However, it does not have the imitation and popularity. Ordinary hardwood lacks enough hardness, and the steel is hard enough. However, it lacks toughness and its weight is too terrible. Even the knight level can't dance for a long time.

The greatest advantage of this kind of spear is that it can be flexible or rigid. When it is soft, it can be bent into a bow. Even an orc wearing heavy armor can easily fly them with the help of inertia. When it is strong, it is invincible, and ordinary armor can also be penetrated. ”

Arnold said as he drew.

The spirit blood thorn in his hand, for a while, it bent into a big bow, and then pricked out big holes in the hard stone ground.

”So, up to now, the blood riding on the fracture is still mainly broken head sword. If the Lord wants to equip his Lord's garrison with spears, he must first solve the weapon problem.” Arnold's smile was marked with a hint of cunning and complacency.

The deal Sean had just mentioned to him included gunshot.

He nodded and agreed without thinking, because there were natural traps in it.

The forging of spear!

If you don't have enough spears, the so-called learning of gunshot is basically bullshit.

I have promised you the conditions, but it is not my business to meet the conditions.

”Follow me, gentlemen.” Sean didn't open his mouth to explain anything. He nodded at Arnold, Dixon and Locke to keep up with him.

After walking a few steps, he remembered something, turned his head and said to Arnold, ”is the general healthy?”

Just now it was a typical car fight. After single and mixed fighting, his physical strength has been drained. I don't know how many times he has been drained. The magic method of blood sucking ghost vine has not been less thrown on him, and his spirit is in a state of depression.

”Nothing serious.” Arnold shrugged. ”Compared with fighting for seven days and seven nights on the prairie and rushing madly for thousands of kilometers, it's nothing at all. It's just that you're a little hungry. If you can have something to eat, it's better. You've been in your northern fortress for half a year. Even if you have food, you don't dare to eat more. You don't know what it's like to be full for a long time.”

After listening to him, all the people found that although Arnold was strong, it was purely a big skeleton, and the flesh on his face was obviously a little concave.

For a champion knight with a good appetite, this only happens when there is a long-term lack of food.

In other words, Arnold is not at his peak now. He has a hungry, weak buff on his body.

Obviously, the rat life in the northern fortress for half a year is not easy to endure.

”I have a small bag of nuts here. General, take the mat first.”

”I have a bag of peanuts here. The general will eat them first.”

”I have a bag of jerky here!”

”I still have three big buns here!”

”I have some more cakes here!”

Mountain kentana barbarian soldiers headed by father Locke gave generously and took out a lot of food from themselves, including snacks and staple food.

Sean is not surprised. The mountain kentana barbarians are all famous big stomach kings. They are big in size, consume a lot in daily life, naturally have a big appetite, and are more likely to be hungry. From the day they were born, they were afraid that they would not eat too much, especially in the face of the invasion of the kentana barbarians, the hunting area was becoming narrower and the food was more scarce.

Although the Yongye army leader supported some of their living materials, they were in the peak period of grain consumption at that time. Most of the food was imported from Sophia. They lived a tight life. How could they be supplied with unlimited supplies and less chance to eat.

Now that we have joined the Yongye army leader, we can't be difficult for them in this area, regardless of the quality of the food and the satisfaction, that's a must!

They are like rats falling into a rice VAT. Their sense of happiness is not only lower than Locke's imagination, but also a little higher than Sean's. up to now, there has been no conflict between the wild people of kentana in the mountains who are dissatisfied with the settlement of life.

This must be because the preparation of Yongye military leaders exceeded their expectations. Naturally, there is only satisfaction. There is no dissatisfaction. The more simple people are, the easier they are satisfied.

However, they are afraid of being poor, and when they are full, they will paddle into their own pockets, even if they know that the next meal will be opened before they are hungry.

Now it comes in handy.

”Thank you very much! thank you very much! This is good, this is good. I like your big steamed buns best. It's a pity that I've never eaten too much! ” Arnold didn't dislike it. No matter how long the big buns had been held by them, they were all deformed, and pulled them into their mouths.Military background, especially those who have fought hard battles, usually do not have so many problems and fastidiousness. Even if there was an ultra long-distance March, it would be too much for the students.

Arnold's gluttonous appearance was quite like that of a wild kentana savage. He grinned one by one and showed a simple and honest smile.

After a short period of more than ten minutes, Arnold swept the food hidden in the hands of these mountain kentana barbarians into his stomach. He patted his belly without any swelling and said, ”finally, I feel something in my stomach. It's no longer empty. Lord, let's continue. With these cushions, we can carry on for a day and a night.”

”Come with me!” Sean nodded and took the lead to go down. He knew Arnold was not blowing, but the physical quality of the champion knight, which was really terrible.

Under the leadership of Sean, the Party headed for the northern Fort Arsenal.

They were in full swing under the mage tower. The ordnance factory was not affected at all. They were still busy, even though the sun had already set in the West.

Since Shawn led a group of big craftsmen in the ordnance factory to drum the perception tower, the research here has completely fallen into a crazy state.

People need rest, but the tower doesn't!

Turn around for twenty-five hours a day.

What 996, there is no such saying here.

Most are 597.

It starts work at 5 a.m. and leaves work at 9 p.m. seven days a week without any rest at all.

If it wasn't for their sleep time, they had to go to the residential area. They were just afraid to take the ordnance factory as their home and live here.

It's not Sean. It's slave owners. They're frantically squeezing them.

On the contrary, Sean was afraid that they would be overworked and fall on their own posts, so that the Yongye army leader would lose the skilled craftsmen they had cultivated. They were often forced to rest. They were strictly forbidden to work for more than 12 points in a row, and they were not allowed to work day and night.

But a little supervision is not in place, they sneak into their own research room and refuse to come out.

No madness, no survival.

Basically speaking, this group of people.

They have been able to stand out from the large population led by the Yongye army, and have come to this level by virtue of this crazy research spirit.