The fangs growler repressed his burning anger, which was not easy for this three meter tall man.

The fury from the head of the skull almost seeps through the fangs. The dark green skin, which was different from other green skins, turned dark red like a cooked crab.

However, this group of green new boss finally suppressed their emotions, and they convinced themselves with their only remaining reason that if they want to please the great blood god, they must gather enough people.

After all, the little shrimp valued by the God of blood is now living in the castle and protected by a large group of people.

The tusk growler broke a green skin neck around him, and the huge force in his hand made him pull the neck of the unfortunate man directly from his body.

The tough muscles of green skin were broken, and a section of spine moved with the head and was pulled out of the chest. The hot blood poured all over the body of the assailant.

The tusk roarer breathed a breath, and the blood of his kin calmed the boiling blood in his body, and soothed the great power belonging to the true God in his heart, so that it could be satisfied temporarily.

Seeing that his new boss has killed a green skin and the other green skins wandering around him are fearless, many people still sniff at it and discuss the strange things of the new boss in private.

"I thought, the new boss is a little strange, its killing method is not Waaagh at all." A green skin with his back to the fangs growler whispered: "I think iron overlord is more Waaagh. I miss the smell of iron overlord."

Unfortunately, the green skins obviously don't have the ability to whisper, and their mouth structure obviously doesn't support this behavior. The green skin's words can be heard by almost everyone in the camp.

However, other green skins obviously don't have such self-consciousness. They seem to think that their new boss can't hear this kind of "private" conversation, so many green skins have joined the discussion group.

For a time, the camp was full of excitement.

A blind green skin came to the fangs growler and dragged away the headless corpse at his feet.

Several green skins with thick back machetes gathered together! Oh! Oh Then he dug a few shallow pits in the corner of the camp, threw the body in, kicked some soil with his feet, and buried it.

The tusk growler felt his anger boil again. He wanted to chop everything in front of him to pieces. Only the remains of the body, the blood flowing viscera, and death itself could fill his heart.

But not yet, their own hands are not enough, the roarer used his own axe to cut down a big tree around him to vent his anger.

Not enough. It needs to recruit more green skins and drive them to fight with the human shrimps so that it can find the target of the blood god.

His blood and his flesh will give him more gifts. The God of blood is always generous to his followers. The growler intends to leave the bones of the human shrimps to make his own necklace.

The lurking observer held his breath and recorded the difference between the grower and the other green skins, which were much more threatening than the others.

Meanwhile, the demon hunter, who had been the target of the green skin, who had always believed in the God of blood, was crowding with Marx in the temporary blacksmith's shop of the dwarf.

"I want you to build a batch of spears with a length of more than three meters, all metal structure and segmented and detachable structure. Is there a problem?" Xu Yichen describes the weapons used by those slave soldiers in the mission.

Although the length has been shrunk by demon hunters, it has to be admitted that this kind of simple weapon produced by the wizard Kings is very suitable for the militia who have not received much training.

This is a kind of weapon that does not need much training. As long as the number of people is enough, the courage is enough, and the formation is dense, it can play a lethal role.

Just now, the demon hunter and Marx have explained in detail the tactics of the slave soldiers. Maxi also believes that the militia guided by himself does not lack the courage of the colonists.

In the long run, the former gunpowder gun used by green skin is the preferred weapon for the militia.

However, it is this simple alternative product, dwarf gloat still shakes his head: "I'm afraid that in a short time, you can't achieve the weapon you want first."

"First of all, the ingots I brought have already been used. Secondly, my current level has not been able to create a three meter long spear that still ensures a uniform texture." The dwarfs spread out their hands and seemed to feel offended by their field of expertise: "besides, you're still for ordinary people. Are you sure that they can play with a weapon that weighs more than 70 pounds?"

After listening to the dwarf's words, Xu Yichen carefully recalled those super long guns, as if the metal color was closer to the color of aluminum alloy.

"And head, the detachable spear used by the slave soldiers, doesn't use the traditional mechanical connection at the interface, which I studied carefully." Angus, who had just finished breakfast, listened for a while and said to the demon hunter, "those weapons are connected by magic lines at the interface. I guess it should be related to magnetic force."Demon hunters did not expect that slave soldiers on the other side of the new world still have so many ways to use weapons. In technology, they are more than a street away from themselves.

A group of mages gathered together and did not bind them. The imagination and productivity that erupted were simply dazzling!

Marx patted Xu Yichen on the shoulder: "it doesn't matter, my friend. When those people find their way, even without the right weapons, they will be the best fighters. Any change will be accompanied by bloodshed, and they are ready for it. "

"Instead of worrying about the weapons of the militia, you should worry more about the iron ore problem." Dwarf groyin glanced at the direction of the mine: "with my years of experience, you must have found a rich mine, right?"

The demon hunter shrugged his shoulders. At the beginning, he didn't keep it secret. At that time, Xu Yichen felt that Antoine didn't dare to trouble him because of the iron mine.

Even now, he still has this idea. With the improvement of his personal strength, Xu Yichen has the capital to make a voice with his own strength.

"I can't guarantee the lives of the militia, but I can guarantee that all of them will be in metal armor within two months," he said Said the dwarf gloat.

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