It is actually very difficult to accumulate so many crossbow arrows in the process of consuming them. What's more, these crossbow arrows are all real money, and when they are produced and stacked in the warehouse, it is equivalent to squeezing so much money for nothing - it is distressing to watch.

If you use this money to develop other things, you may be able to get more benefits.

Looking at the seriously trained soldiers on the school ground, King Gravel still had no idea about the future war with the Delman Empire. His troops are so small that they are cumbersome to expand, which is really a headache.

What he lacks now is time, but he doesn't have time for him to develop and grow steadily. After the current summer, next year, a big war is likely to break out.

"Kill!" Above the school field, a mighty voice shouted again, and King Gravel looked at these young faces with a blank face, but his heart was thinking about the affairs of the Delman Empire.

The Kingdom of Norsland has always stood tall due to its dangerous terrain and has become a major problem for the Delman Empire. Tyron William had always wanted to claim a portion of the Norsland Kingdom in order to prove his merits.

"It can only be used once. Looking at the giant magic crystal cannons that were being dragged forward by the war horses one by one, Taryn William felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

The soldiers of the Delman Empire held the reins of their horses, and walked step by step on the road that was not very smooth. Behind the carriage, the ancient and heavy magic crystal cannon shimmered black in the sunlight.

Farther away, groups of soldiers carrying three-meter-long spears stretched across the hillside with neat steps. An army of 30,000 is not a small number, and a war of unprecedented scale is about to begin. The grievances between the Kingdom of Norsland and the Delman Empire may be completely resolved in such a war. Of course, it could get worse.

Taking his eyes away from those giant magic crystal cannons, Tyronn William squeezed the information in his hand, his tone was full of coldness, and he said, "It's really not a worry-free child." ”

"Isn't it good to stay at home honestly, and now you are in another country. He crumpled the information in his hand into a ball and threw it into the dirt beneath his feet with disdain.

"When I defeat the Kingdom of Norsland, I'll teach you how to be a human being!" Tyron William's concern and purpose of this expedition to the north was his youngest son, Joe William.

After saying that, he pulled the reins of his war horse, and surrounded by a group of guards, turned on his horse, and gave an order: "Let the troops continue to advance!

"Plus!" Zorn instructed one of his henchmen on horseback as he adjusted the posture of his horse, "You send someone to the Kingdom of Norsland!

When he said this, Taryn William had a heroic air: when he returned to the capital of the Delman Empire again, he would probably be in the Empire with a higher prestige than his son Alonso!

At that time, a small Norsland kingdom was not a threat at all, and as long as there was a bigger battle, the damned King of the Norsland kingdom would be tied up, kneeling in front of him, crying and praying for a way to live.

Thinking of this, Taryn William snorted coldly and rode forward. He was to bring his troops north before winter set in - if he was lucky, he could win the war against the borders of the Kingdom of Norsland before winter came.

As soon as the spring arrives next year, he can go north to attack the Kingdom of Nosland. This is a good rhythm that will allow him to gain more exploits and prove his abilities to his son and the emperor.

"Woo...... a melodious trumpet sounded from the distant ridge, which was the order for the troops to move on, and all the soldiers continued to walk, man after man, until the end of the road.

On the other side, a group of cavalrymen in black armor, holding high the royal flag of the Kingdom of Norsland, escorted a long convoy of carriages, walking slowly on the plain.

Above their heads, black eagle banners fluttered in the wind, and the armor on their bodies rubbed against the pace of their horses. Each knight straightens his waist, because they represent a great country that has not been defeated since its birth.

On the hill in the distance, a group of steppe cavalry gathered little by little, one of them and three horses, looking mighty.

"Huh!" After approaching the Norsland Kingdom convoy, a general on the grassland led by him grabbed his reins and sat on his horse, looking at the well-equipped Norsland Kingdom knights: "I hope what you have sent is something of great value." ”

On the other side, the knight of the Kingdom of Norsland grinned, he pulled his reins, turned his horse's head, came to a carriage, drew his sword with a "bang", and stabbed it on the sack behind the carriage.

"Wow!" the white powder began to pour out of the breach, scattering on the grass like a silver waterfall, flowing like a spring, and it was pleasant to look at.

The generals on the steppe saw the white powder scattered, and their eyes widened. He didn't even have time to give the order before he caught the horse's belly between his legs and rushed to the carriage.

Immediately afterwards, he turned over and dismounted, and even staggered to the carriage because he was so excited that he could walk, and caught the silver powder that had fallen with his hand, and put it to his mouth and tasted it: "Ah! It's salt!"

Because of his distress, he even wanted to reach out to plug the hole that the long sword had stabbed, but found that the entire carriage was covered with identical sacks. Shocked, he turned his head and looked at the cavalry captain of the Norsland Kingdom: "These, all salt?"

The smile on the face of the cavalry captain of the Kingdom of Norsland brightened, and he stretched out his hand to point to the long convoy behind him, and said affirmatively: "Twenty carriages! There were also twenty carriages, loaded with iron and porcelain. ”

"Salt!" seemed to think of something, and the steppe general turned around, raised his right hand at the cavalry he had brought with him, and shouted loudly.

"Oh!" the fierce steppe cavalry immediately let out a tsunami-like shout, wave after wave. Many people rolled over and dismounted, gathered around the carriage, and looked at the sacks of salt that were rarely seen before.

"Oh my God! it's iron! it's iron!" On the other side, several steppe people who had lifted the curtain of the carriage cried out in horror, and they saw that the glittering iron pots were stacked together to save space, and built into a huge iron pillar.