"Look at what you're doing! Yes? Yes? Talk?! ”

Rucha's fiery eyes almost burst into flames. And the three officers who knelt deeply in the audience - one of them still had a wound on his arm, and he didn't dare to lift his head.

"It's nothing about defeat." Rucha's tone seemed to be calm, but it was clearly reading for the anger that followed-

"If you are defeated, you can use the Orfemundritch - no, the tribute cargo ship arranged by the present god on the temple to vent your anger? Who gave you the guts?! ”

If Wei Jieli did not choose to commit suicide after being frightened that day, or if the members of the merchant group did not roll in front of the Mendong City Hotel while playing a supporting role in the elves' appearance, or if the researchers in Mendong City were able to intercept Wei Jieli's body in advance, it would not have been delayed until the next afternoon...... None of the variables would have allowed the Merchant Clan's fleet to be robbed by the defeated mages of the Western Expedition while resting in what they thought was a safe zone, in a small town dock controlled by the Bilunar Church.

Nearly a hundred routers who had left the large army and were determined not to return to the front line happened to pass by at the dock where the ship was moored. The food and clothing that the residents sent to save their lives made them worry about food and clothing.

However, behind them there is not only the possibility of the pursuing Cierta army, but also the team of other units of the Western Expeditionary Army to collect the remnants. The quickest way for them to make their way east back to the seashore, to escape to another country incognito, or to sneak back to the Church of the Two Moons, is to find a boat, control its crew, and go straight down the river, which is really a day and night.

This "robbery" is very different from the similar behavior of bandits. Although it was a relatively peaceful place in the direct area, and the inhabitants were much better off than the imperial capital Garcia, they could barely sleep that night. Because the sound of all kinds of magic almost lifted the entire dock.

You must know that the crew of the ship are all magicians without exception, and in terms of level, they are higher than the routs on the docks. From the first attempt to climb the side of the ship and was knocked down by the ice, the battle between the vigilant merchant crew and the routed soldiers who were determined to win directly entered the white heat.

The people on the boat take water from the other side of the boat and gather into icicles, and the ice pucks are supplemented by wind magic to smash them on the shore; The magicians on the docks and on the roofs of the buildings naturally showed their housekeeping skills. Either the ship is shaken by a sudden gust of wind, or the guy who uses spatial movement magic instantly appears on the ship with a wand and overturns an enemy and is beaten up......

It's a pity that these invaders, who want to invade the intruders on board, forget the biggest problem. Most of the middle and lower class crews who resisted them in front of them were in the city, while the upper crew and some of the middle and lower class crews who were on rest were in the city......

By the time Yusmansha led the team back to the docks, the battle had basically completely turned to the side of the merchant group. Seeing that they could get nothing, the relentless routs began to burn the ships with fire magic in a frenzy, even though the first person to shout this idea was pierced through half of his body less than five seconds after he shouted excitedly.

The flotilla lost one ship, and half of the cargo on it. Half of the routs of the attacking ships were killed, thirty percent surrendered, and the remaining two percent disappeared, and the angry Yusmansha simply sent out the old and new accounts together, and connived at his subordinates to punch and kick these prisoners, and the group was very relieved of the pressure brought out of Mendong City and exerted on him by the people from the other world.

After passing through Garcia's merchant group, they finally reported the incident to Lucha. Originally, he heard that the mage army had been defeated on all fronts, and that the Sierta army had camped in the west of the direct area, and the news of the construction of the road had been sad for more than two days, and in the darkness he could see that a cauldron was coming from the east where Ofe Mondridge was located, and then he waved his hand very wisely, and the pot split into several halves in an instant, and firmly buckled on the commanders of the mage warband.

Now the black pot can be fastened. The three officers in front of Lu Cha did not dare to take a sip of the atmosphere, and they did not dare to raise their heads - most likely because they were pressed by the pot, which can be said to be disrespectful, and small ones should at least be ineffective and even dereliction of duty, which is really a bit heavy.

To be honest, his outbursts were entirely due to the inertia caused by the previous war situation. Soon after the mage troops moved to the front line, they fled back to the rear in fear, and for the faction represented by Rucha, ridicule and disdain were properly in the first place, while panic and insecurity were firmly in the back. And the scandal that followed, even the high-level magician team couldn't hold it on their faces.

Once the troops are defeated, whether the Western Expeditionary Army comes to "harm the township" or "abscond back to China", they can pretend to be deaf and dumb from top to bottom. As long as they can win, everyone will turn a blind eye to it, see it and not remember it - who can guarantee that they will not fall one day?

But now things are very different. The Western Expeditionary Army suffered successive defeats, although the war was acceptable before losing Garcia, but judging from the current situation, Garcia was able to keep it before the magic fans were collected, which was a great achievement. And the escaped magicians couldn't afford to provoke Sierta, and they couldn't knead a few drops of water with the natives, so they actually started the idea of the merchant group. As long as this ship goes east, no one can save these wastes without handing in four hundred and fifty lives.

"You're going to live until the director doesn't know." Rucha turned his back to face Yusmansha, the representative of the merchant group, and only left a butt shadow for the three people who knelt down in front of him, "Or am I incompetent and can't restrain this group of waste...... I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

Yusmansha is a far lower rank than Rucha. But this merchant group is a porter appointed by the temple, and this time he came to Garcia not to eat, sleep and play first, but to "sue the emperor" first, can't this resentment be eliminated without bowing his head?

"General, it's not your fault, please don't blame yourself too much." Yusmansha was also a man who knew the contradictions in the army, and he could feel that Rucha, who was ostensibly angry, was now laughing wildly - but it was a pity that he still had to accompany the general in acting.

Uffey Mondridge's illness came to a rapid recovery after he heard of the rout of the Western Expeditionary Army's magician troops. By the time Rucha was pretending to be furious and asking for a lot of money from the Wizard Warband troops he didn't like, it was a great pleasure that Offe Mondridge was able to go in a carriage with him and Elena to inspect the training of the Pink Gun troops.

There are quite a few voices in the city that he was shocked to drive away the disease after hearing the news of the defeat of the magician army, which actually sounds like a compliment - some people directly pointed out that he worked for Sierta and directly sent the elite into the encirclement of the otherworldly, which is a great victory for him, can he be sick?

Indeed, after he learned the news, he appeared on the street again the next day, and in this half a day, the news of the rout of the front line was also known, and the originally expensive grain rose by a small section.

Offet Mondrich didn't care much about it. He's just taking care of his men to deal with the new big tongues that are spreading news in the city - and make them disappear if necessary.

The new coinage plan of the fifteen southern cities had been put behind him. He didn't have to make any more decisions—if they couldn't make up their minds and wasted precious time waiting for me to make a final decision for them, then the merchants deserved to be all dead on the streets, Eufe Mondridge thought.

All he cared about was the magic spear unit he had trained. In terms of living conditions alone, the materials he mobilized were even more than those of the Western Expeditionary Army, and the troops could open meat every day. The kitchen and warehouse were supervised by his henchmen in turn, and the local chef of Hilqi, who had already tried to steal fresh fish, was dragged by Eufee Mondridge's men to the door of the barracks and hung from the door for public display—compared to the military practice of eating soldiers' blood, this is really a pure land.

In terms of training, the intensity of the magic gun team is also the undisputed highest level. The guns of the first soldiers have long since been broken, and although some of them are still serviceable after repairs and replacement parts, the barrel life is there. After several minor casualties involving the explosion of the recovery gun, the craftsmen had to stop the last squeeze on the recovery gun.

After each day's shooting practice, the magicians go to the shooting range, which is densely beaten and the earthen walls and ground where the targets are placed, to collect lead bullets - the intensity of the training of the magic gun team is especially reflected in the number of shots.

Artisans are also constantly innovating. The earliest hand-made barrels, despite their beautiful patterns, were no longer able to meet the growing production demand. The germ of industrialization began with growing demand, and Uffy Mondridge's men finally walked into the "evil road" that the Red Dragons had walked.

More magic powder and firewood consumption in exchange for faster production, a good thing that Offmontridge and the craftsmen were happy to see.

From the time the magic golem's sledgehammer replaced the craftsmen's own small hammers, to the accidentally injured craftsman who dissatisfiedly modified the hammer to let the magic golem pull the hammer high, and the craftsman controlled the timing of the hammer drop, the efficiency improvement is endless.

In order to make the crucible steel produce faster, the craftsmen improved the structure of the furnace. Troubled by the fact that each gun had to be calibrated with a different stage and fitted with a lead bullet mold, the craftsmen began to discuss how to make all the barrels exactly the same - which led to a uniform prototype of the inner diameter and the fixed weight of the material for each barrel......

Although there are still tolerances in processing, there is no doubt that it has moved out of the artisan's workshop and into the factory, which has indeed taken up almost the entire space of the farm, and the arsenal with its outward tendency can no longer be used as a workshop, and outside of Cierta it is a veritable factory.