Chapter 583

At the beginning of January, gufeia grassland.

It should have been a season of snow and desolation, but this year's Grassland is very different. Taking advantage of the winter when no grazing, a large number of people idle time, vigorous construction in the grassland.

From the South Hanyan County, the fine gravel paved roads began to extend in the grassland, and gradually connected to the main area of the grassland.

Road construction is the foundation of all development. After the massive construction last year, in addition to continuing to build roads this year, the movement of building blue brick and stone houses has also begun in various places.

Although the tent can be sheltered from the wind, its thermal insulation effect is not good. In winter, it needs to consume a lot of firewood to keep warm, but the thick blue brick and stone house is different. It has good thermal insulation effect, warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is more durable, which is more suitable for life. Moreover, after planting the new alfalfa, the herdsmen did not have to move around and rotate their pastures, and now they can settle down.

Under the guidance of technical officials from clancia, the orcs began to gather in tribes to build cities, and then began a new round of construction.

The gathering place of the lion mane clan, there is a colorful circle in the frost covered grassland, and the center of the circle is a basin that emits heat.

After the exploration by the orc shaman priests, there is an underground lava river near the surface of the earth. After nearly 100 high-level shaman priests jointly cast the Dharma, the earth here is separated, exposing the hot flame basin. According to this special high-temperature lava River, various metallurgical workshops, casting tools, armor and weapons were built around.

Today, the lion's mane tribe is very lively. A soldier of different races, but tall and strong, is gathered here. They are standing in several long lines and receiving the awards of armor and weapons one by one.

"Now the Duchy of black rock has openly invaded our borders. According to the covenant of fire and starlight, we orcs will enlist warriors of all races to support the battle. The selected warriors will be awarded appropriate weapons and weapons at each designated meeting point, and then under the leadership of the patrolling cavalry general, they will go thousands of miles south to attack the Principality of black rock and defeat the enemy. "

A tall Orc propagandist stood on the stage and kept repeating these words, telling them the current situation and why they were fighting.

"Glory

An orc raised his strong arm and looked indignant, as if he was about to face a glorious stage instead of a battlefield in the moment of life and death.

They are naturally unwilling to be quiet and weak. In the past, there were no scenes of internal strife due to a series of problems such as food, materials and ethnic conflicts. Now this battle is the best time to vent their depression in the past millennium.

They will unite again under the same banner of orcs, follow the oracle of the flaming daughter, March south for thousands of miles, and prove the glory and dignity of the past with a great holy war.

Hammering, sparks splashing, quenching and forming, with handle attached, a brand-new giant Tomahawk and lance are manufactured on the assembly line.

The quartermaster, who could not wait long, ordered the soldiers to move the boxes of weapons to the outdoor distribution place, so that an orc warrior could take the weapon he had.

"One for each. Don't squeeze. Everyone has one!"

Watching an orc excitedly touch the smooth and sharp carburized weapon, the Quartermaster with ox horn grinned.

How many years have the orcs not been equipped with such brand-new and excellent weapons? Or the glorious era of the mad tooth Empire thousands of years ago? It's been a long time, so long that their generation only fantasized about that great era in the story of the old man.

Bang——

With a loud noise, the hammer fell high and hit on the large pieces of steel below, and the tough nail pieces gradually formed, and then the nail makers continued to process them. At the end of the assembly line, the last piece of heavy armor for the orc's body appears.

After passing the inspection by the technicians, the black and gold plate armours made by special technology will be distributed to the orcs waiting to leave.

[black gold plate armor · rapid prototyping] (excellent silver): the rapid prototyping armor, which combines the extraordinary technology with the past armor making technology, has a general texture, but it can be made in large quantities and quickly.

This is a modification made by loranthal last year based on the twilight era technology left behind in the system. Originally, this technology was used to make the protective shell of airship in the early Twilight era.

If we can use the skills of the late Twilight era to make coral grade high-strength armor, that's the configuration of the war in that era. Unfortunately, nowadays, all kinds of materials, equipment and talents are limited, so we can only produce this kind of armor on a large scale.

Fortunately, even the early products, with the advantages of civilization and technology, are still ahead of this era, and their quality is much higher than that of the products of the same level of frost Union.

After conferring on these already strong orcs, they can be said to have added wings like a tiger, and they also have good resistance to ordinary muskets.

In the forging hall, a leader with a heavy sword strode in. He was wearing thick armor with a black bottom and a gold edge. Hearing the heavy armor crash, he estimated that it would weigh hundreds of Jin.

"Isn't my helmet made yet?" The sound is like thunder.

The lion's mane leader's face was angry, and his terrible strength surprised the craftsmen who were making armor. Even though we know that under the rule of clancia today, the orc leader will not kill indiscriminately, but the oppression from the soul and the extraordinary core still makes people's heart beat faster and their backs sweat.

"Lord Leighton, wait a moment. Your helmet has been forged, but the final rivet reinforcement has not been completed. In addition, you have to adjust it according to your head shape." A human craftsman came up with a hammer in his hand.

"Can you hurry up?" Leighton's face softened after hearing the answer.

"Well, let me show you."

Compared with the ordinary silver plate armour, the quality of this powerful and exquisite helmet is probably in the rare gold level, but a circle of wheat star carving on it has not been reinforced.

"How can we build it as soon as possible? Now the army is about to start." Leighton picked up the helmet and put it on his head, as if it was loose in some places.

"These corners have to be reinforced." He said and looked at the craftsman in front of him.

"You can hit me directly on the head. It's faster and the size is easy to grasp."

"Well... Are you sure you want to do that?" The craftsman on one side hesitated. Such a heavy blow was enough to break the heads of ordinary people, even the extraordinary

"Yes, that's it." Leighton saw that the craftsman didn't reject it, and knew that it was feasible. He was very happy and said boldly.

"All right." The craftsman leader took a deep breath and asked other craftsmen around him to help.

They first let the lion mane leader, who is nearly three meters tall, sit on an iron chair, then fix his head and body, and then pick up a hammer and a hot iron to knock and rivet them together.

Bang - dong——

A dull voice reverberated in the forge room where the fire was burning. A craftsman and orc warrior looked at the leader who was beaten by a hammer. He clenched his teeth, looked firm and didn't say a word. Until finally, the helmet was shaped like steel.

After forging, the lion's mane leader stood up, picked up the huge sword beside him, and walked out of the door surrounded by more than a dozen warriors to the high platform he had already built.

"Target, black rock."

He held up his heavy sword and drank: "for the sake of fire and glory, march forward!"

"Glory

One by one, the heavy tomahawks were held high, and countless Orc warriors were shouting in unison. On this snowy cold afternoon, teams of dark orcs headed south to the scorching battlefield.