Vol 3 Chapter 109

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
Act 109 Tonigel and the young lord (nine)

"No, you're wrong, Master Burrow." Brando shook his head.

The young man closed the door. The mysterious guest tore off the cloak, revealing the body underneath and the feathered robe covering the wrinkled skin, and Tajib bent down and gave a gift to Brando.

Burrow paused, "Caveman?" He said in surprise: "Wait, lord, do you mean?" The master craftsman responded quickly, and the thing he designed according to the drawings was impossible for humans to use, but it was for These underground creatures are tailor made.

"Master, when did you deal with the caveman?"

"Did we not fight them?"

"But ... then, what the **** is going on?" The old man was puzzled for a moment.

During the battle with Lord Mintai, Brando deliberately broke the news. Most of the captives were also held alone in the dungeon to prevent people from contacting. Therefore, the news of cavemen participating in the battle was not leaked.

Coupled with his indifference to Brando's military bloc and devoting himself to his forging workshop, I really didn't know that Brando's men had merged into a large number of cavemen clan.

"My lord ... terrific." Tajib kept a respectful attitude, but he replied to the master craftsman in some rusty Cruz words.

"That means they were subdued by you?" Burrow asked, turning his head.

Brando nodded.

"Martha is on!" The old man yelled, "How much did you subdue?" He paused immediately, suddenly thinking of a possibility; the old man looked at Brando with wide eyes and shock, and trembled a slap: " five hundred?"

Five hundred is exactly the number of armor that Brando asked him for.

But the young man shook his head with a smile. Burrow thought about things too simple. Just like humans, no matter how cavemen are soldiers, everyone cannot be the strongest fighting force. Besides, he glanced at Tajib. Although the caveman chief respected him respectfully, he would not put the fate of the entire family into his hands.

"Three thousand," he said.

Burrow took a moment, and he hurriedly supported the corner of the table. "I see. It seems that my old bones are really not keeping pace with your young people--" He shook his head, three thousand cavemen ? So how do young people win? Not to mention conquering.

No wonder those mercenaries, especially the younger generation of mercenaries, admire the Lord Lord. He was a bit dismissive, but now it seems that this is not just blind worship.

"Okay," replied Burrow, "I see. It's going to be bad mold now-"

"It's not that simple, so that Count Denel wouldn't bump into it so recklessly, he's an old fox," the young lord shook his head. "The lesson of Sir Mintai is enough to be cautious."

"You mean Pallas will have reinforcements?"

"Isn't that inevitable?" Brando replied.

The old man touched his chin: "That's why you want to arm these cavemen?"

"Exactly," Brando patted the armor, and said to Tajib, "tajib, try it."

"Master, what ... is this?" Tajib could not look at it, but it heard that it was a metal echo.

"Just put it on."

"Witch doctor ... I am." Tajib finally understood that it was a set of armor and quickly waved his hand: "Master!"

"It's okay, just try it." Brando smiled slightly. "This is a gift I gave you. Don't you want to refuse?"

"Gift?" The caveman chief frowned.

"Your clan isn't a strong underground, right?" Brando asked.

Tajib was silent, and he nodded. If it is a strong branch, they will not be driven to the surface. They are more willing to return to the ground than the life in the surface world.

But to say that its tribe is actually not small, but it has never found a strong underground lord as a backer. Tajib knows that he has a hidden danger, that is, the tribe left to him by the ancestors, the old and the weak are the majority, and the true combat effectiveness in the underground world is very small.

"It's okay," Brando didn't care. "I said a long time ago, if we can't improve on our strength and skills, then we can focus on the improvement of equipment-"

"Ascension in equipment?" Tajib repeated this question in confusion.

"I plan to send your tribe five hundred armors," Brando replied. "Heavy armor, for cavemen."

The caveman chief was obviously stunned by this number. The five hundred sets of heavy armor were a huge asset even under the ground. Underground lords definitely did not need these things to arm a group of cavemen-in other words, a group of cannon fodder.

It looked up stupidly and replied, "Caveman ... not wearing armor ... Master!"

Cavemen are not wearing armor? Brando couldn't help swearing in his heart. The cavemen lord and siege master Elache's assault team-the performance of the cavemen assault soldiers in the third war in the third war still makes him remember new.

The set of armor on his hand is actually the original version of the rhinoceros designed by Elache. Of course, he did not start the later version, but this set of things is ahead of the times in the year of flowers and summer leaves.

Brando remembers very well that the first set of rhinoceros should be born about five years later.

"You are so willing to be cannon fodder? This kind of thing will become history in the future, Tajib," the young man shook his head, "I said, this armor is specially designed for you."

"Wait!" At this time Buru stopped both of them: "Master, do you mean this armor did not exist before?"

"natural."

The old man looked at this young man, and he was a little bit angry: "You didn't even try these guys on a new set of armor, you made me make more than two hundred sets!"

Speaking of which, the master craftsman was almost roaring. He felt that Brando was just kidding him. There has been no such thing since ancient times. A new set of armor was put into mass production without even experimenting. Does this guy think this is a toy? ?

Of course, if Brando is a rich country, he can understand it, but it is obviously when the territory has just started and it is even difficult to maintain it.

The manufacture of more than two hundred sets of iron ore used for armor was almost all the reserves of the fir collar. Even for this reason, the reconstruction of the city wall was delayed. Antitina came to him more than once to complain about this.

Bellow said more and more angry, especially when he thought of Brando's voice and His Royal Highness standing on the side. If everyone in the Royal Palace was like this young man, he now even doubts that the **** kingdom is still here. There is no future.

He felt that he was a master of a kingdom's chief artisan, and this guy had been tricked by him. The old man glared at Brando as if if the young lord didn't give him a word, then he would let this guy know that he, a master craftsman, also had his own temper!

And this temper is bad!

But Brando's face seemed unshakable, not even the slightest change, but he was a little surprised when Beru first got angry. He did not expect the old man to have such a big fire, but after listening to the latter, the young man laughed.

"As for the fire, Master Bellow." He shook his head.

"You can still laugh, you better give me a statement, **** it!" The old man replied indignantly, "or I will give you a statement today!"

"How are you going to give me a statement?" Brando asked with both arms hug.

When the two began to argue, it seemed that Tajib had been left aside-of course, as for our Mr. Duncan, he was left in the corner from the beginning.

"I, I strike!" The old man jumped.

"Okay, calm down," Brando shook his head. "Master Bailu, you are the chief craftsman of the kingdom. You still can't tell if this armor can work?"

"It is precisely because I am the chief craftsman of the kingdom that I have to stop this irresponsible behavior from you!" The old man said indignantly, but he still glanced at the caveman chief-he himself The armor was very familiar, but just glanced at this caveman, he knew that Brando's design was not wrong.

It looks a little bigger.

However, Tajib calls himself a witch doctor, so the warriors among the cavemen are obviously stronger and stronger, and they must be very fit for this armor. As for the individual physique, it is presumed that only minor modifications are needed.

Seeing that Beru's anger was involuntarily dissipated here, he was somewhat surprised. Relying on experience alone to draw design drawings and complete the finished product requires at least decades of forging experience, not even himself can do it-the old man glanced at Brando, thinking that this young man is a deep A hidden master?

But he couldn't believe this speculation, but asked with a little stubbornness: "Isn't this thing you made?"

Brando nodded, he was also embarrassed to steal the fruits of others' labor: "This is the design of a friend of mine, he is very research on cavemen." Of course he opened it casually, and caveman Elache became his friend.

So at this time someone far below the grounds of Georgenda couldn't help sneezing.

"It's pretty much the same," Brando fulfilled the speculation in his mind, and the old man didn't pursue it anymore. He said, "It's better not to play for me in the future. This kind of surprise is for you young people. I can't stand this old bone for how many times you toss. "

"You're serious," Brando replied with a grin. "How could this be, I didn't mean it, Master Bailu, now you are the most precious treasure in my territory."

"This is just a temporary job—" the old man hummed, not forgetting to remind Brando of this fact. But the compliments in the young man's mouth made him very comfortable.

Brando shook his head and said to the caveman chief, "How about, Tajib, would you like to accept this gift?"

Tajib hesitated, and while Brando was talking to Buru, he touched the armor. Due to the lack of vision, the caveman is more sensitive to the sense of touch and hearing than the average person. Although he only felt it briefly, it can be sure that the armor is tailor-made for his people.

It was a little bit emotional, but it also knew that there was no lunch for nothing. The caveman hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Master ... condition?"

Brando nodded.

He was very satisfied with Tajib's response. Of course, he could not give the caveman five hundred sets of war armor in vain. Although the caveman and the fir leader were regarded as a common advancement relationship, this was not enough.

"The conditions are very simple," Brando replied, and then he lowered his voice and said something to the caveman chief with a low voice.

Tajib first froze, then he hesitated, but finally nodded.

"It's ... turned over."

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(***. Out of order ... classmates)