Chapter 593: Under the snow

In early January, the ancient Fia grassland.

It was supposed to be a season of snow and sky, and everything was deserted,

but this year's grassland is very different. Taking advantage of the inability

to graze in winter and when a large number of people are free, vigorous

construction is underway on the grassland.

Paving the roads with fine gravel transported from Hanyan County in the south,

a wide main road began to extend in the grassland and gradually connect the

main areas of the grassland.

Road construction is the foundation of all development, and after a large-

scale construction project 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, it does not keep warm. In

winter, it consumes a lot of firewood to keep it warm. The thick blue brick

house is different. The heat insulation effect is very good. It is warm in

winter and cool in summer. It is durable and more suitable for life. Moreover,

after the new-style red alfalfa is planted, herders no longer have to move

around and rotate pastures, and now they can settle down.

Under the guidance of technical officials from Crancia, the orcs began to

gather in tribes to build cities, and then began a new round of construction.

The gathering place of the lion's mane clan, now there is a colorful circle on

the frost-covered grassland, and the center of the circle is a basin that

emits heat.

After exploration by the orc shamans, there is an underground lava river

closer to the surface. After nearly a hundred high-ranking shamans jointly

cast spells, the ground here is divided, exposing the hot flame basin. .

According to this special high-temperature lava river, various metallurgical

workshops have been built around to cast tools, armors, and weapons.

Today, the Lion's Mane tribe is very lively, with tall and robust warriors of

different races and bodies gathered here. They are lined up in several long

rows, receiving the award of armor and weapons one by one.

"Now the Principality of Black Rock has openly invaded our borders. According

to the covenant of flame and starlight, we orcs will recruit warriors of all

races to support the fight. The selected warriors will be awarded with

suitable weapons and weapons at designated meeting points, and then received

The leader of the parade cavalry went thousands of miles south, rushed to the

Principality of Black Rock, and defeated the enemy."

A tall orc propaganda officer stood on the stage and kept repeating these

words, telling them the current situation and why they were fighting.

"glory!"

The orcs held up their sturdy arms and looked angry, as if what they were

about to face was not the battlefield at the moment of life and death, but the

glorious stage.

They are naturally unwilling to be quiet and weak. In the past, there are no

scenes of internal friction due to a series of problems such as food,

supplies, and ethnic conflicts. Now this battle is the best time to vent the

depression of the past thousand years.

They will unite once again under the same banner of the orc, follow the oracle

of the lady of flame, travel thousands of miles south, and prove the glory and

dignity of the past with a huge holy war.

The hammer strikes, sparks splatter, quenching and forming, attaching a

handle, a new huge battle axe and spear are manufactured on the assembly line.

The quartermaster, who had been waiting for it, ordered the soldiers to move

this box of weapons to an outdoor distribution location, so that each orc

warrior could take advantage of the weapon.

"One piece per person, don’t squeeze, everyone has one!

Seeing an orc in the audience stroking the smooth and sharp carburized steel

weapon with excitement, the quartermaster with horns also grinned.

Orcs have not been equipped with such brand-new and excellent weapons for many

years, the last time the "Bow Broken War"? Or was it the glorious era of the

Crazy Fang Empire thousands of years ago? It's been too long, so long as their

generation only fantasizes about that great era in the stories of old people.

boom--

With a loud noise, the forging hammer fell high, hitting the large piece of

steel below, and the tough armor pieces gradually formed, and then the armor

makers continued to process them. The last piece of heavy plate armor suitable

for the orc figure appeared at the end of the assembly line.

After the technicians pass the test, this piece of black and gold plate armor

made with special craftsmanship will be handed out to the orcs waiting to

depart.

【black

Gold Plate Armor·Rapid Molding] (Excellent Silver Level): The rapid molding

armor that combines extraordinary craftsmanship with past armor-making

technology. Although the texture is average, it can be manufactured in large

quantities and quickly.

This is Lorrain Hill’s transformation last year based on the twilight era

technology left in the system. Originally, this technology was actually used

to make the airship protective shell in the early twilight era.

If you use the skills of the late twilight period, you can also popularize the

manufacture of coral-level high-strength armor. That was the configuration of

the war in that era. Unfortunately, all kinds of materials, equipment, and

talents are limited now, and it can only be mass-produced. Kind of armor.

Fortunately, even the early products, given the advantages of civilized

technology, are still ahead of this era, and the quality is much higher than

the products of the same level of the Frost Alliance.

After granting these already strong orcs, they can be said to be even more

powerful, and they have good resistance to ordinary muskets.

In the forging hall, a leader holding a heavy sword strode in. He was wearing

a heavy armor with a black bottom and gold rim. Hearing the crash of the heavy

armor, it was estimated to weigh hundreds of catties.

"Is my helmet not built yet?" The sound was like rolling thunder.

The lion's mane leader had an angry look, coupled with his own terrifying

strength, made the craftsmen who were building the armor feel shocked. Even if

he knew that under the rule of Crancia, the orc leader would not kill

indiscriminately, but the oppression from the soul and the extraordinary core

still made everyone's heart beat faster and sweat on their backs.

"Master Leiden, wait a minute, your helmet has been roughly forged, that is,

the final rivet reinforcement has not been completed, and you have to adjust

it according to the shape of your head." A human craftsman walked over,

holding one in his hand. A hammer.

"Can you hurry up?" Leiden's expression eased a little after hearing this

answer.

"This... I'll show you over here."

Compared with the general silver-grade plate armor, this mighty and exquisite

helmet is probably in the rare gold-grade quality, but the circle of wheat

ears and stars on it has not been reinforced.

"How can it be completed as soon as possible, now the army is about to start."

Leiden picked up the helmet and put it on his head, as if there was a little

looseness in some places.

"These corners need to be reinforced," he said, then looked at the craftsman

in front of him.

"You hit me directly on the head, so that the speed is faster, and the size is

easier to grasp."

"This... are you sure you want to do this?" The craftsman on the side

hesitated. Such a heavy blow is enough to shatter the heads of ordinary

people, even those who are extraordinary...

"Yes, that's it." Seeing that the craftsman hadn't vetoed it, Leiden rejoiced

in his heart and affirmed boldly.

"Okay." The craftsman leader took a deep breath and asked other craftsmen

around him to come and help.

They first let the lion's mane leader, who is nearly three meters tall, sit on

an iron chair~www.mtlnovel.com~, then fix his head and body, and then take a

hammer and a red soldering iron to beat and rive them together.

Bang--Boom--

The dull voice echoed in the burning forge room. The craftsmen and orc

warriors looked at the leader who was hit by the hammer, and saw him gritted

his teeth, his expression was firm, without a word, until the end, that top.

The helmet is shaped like a steel cast.

After the forging was completed, this powerful lionmane leader stood up,

picked up the giant sword beside him, walked out the door surrounded by a

dozen warriors, and came to the high platform that had been built.

"Target, Black Rock."

He held up the heavy sword and shouted: "For the flame and glory, go forward!"

"glory!"

One by one, the heavy and cold tomahawks were raised high, and countless orc

warriors shouted in unison. In this cold afternoon with fine snow, a team of

dark orcs marched southward and rushed to the anxious battlefield.