Izzy walked down the road, thinking about what to do with these fine tender meats, frying them not very well, ruining the taste, roasting them? That was definitely the worst option, Izzy thought about it and decided to try steaming.

As long as there is a large iron pot with a few wooden sticks in the pot and a lid on it, it can be used as a simple steamer, while thinking that they have returned to the Blackstone Fortress, Izzy asked Orgrim to borrow a large cauldron, and who would have thought that the news is that no one in this clan will have that kind of cooking utensils.

In desperation, Izzy decided to use the jar to make a steamer, isn't there such a thing as crockpot soup, Izzy borrowed a large jar this time, and asked Orgrim with a smile, "Would you like to try my craft again?"

Orgrim immediately smiled and said happily: "I was thinking just now that you would definitely cook those fresh lizard meat, and now even the seasoning is ready for you, didn't you tell me that you want to get some different spices, our Gollond is more, this is from a certain forest elf's yard, and there may not be any other place, you try." ”

Izzy opened the cork and smelled it, it was a rich aroma he had never smelled before, he didn't know how to describe it, but he believed that this rich spice would be perfect for steaming.

He quickly made preparations, marinated the lizard meat, and set up the steaming tank, but in a moment, a large plate of peeled and fragrant steamed pork was completed, and Izzy pinched a piece and tasted it, sighing.

"It's probably the best dish I've ever made, with the best ingredients, special spices, and the unique texture of the steamer. ”

Orgrim and Lantreso also pinched a piece of tender meat and tasted it, and after this bite, the two of them were immediately overwhelmed by the deliciousness, usually orcs like to eat meat in large bites, but this time, they only hope that the delicious taste can stay in their mouths for a while.

Orgrim suddenly stood up and said, "Leave me some, I'll tell my father to come and taste it too," and rushed out.

It wasn't long before Orgrim returned with his father, and the middle-aged orc smelled the scent, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pinched a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

Tyrka Doomhammer, the mighty orc warrior, actually shed tears, tears slowly flowing down his resolute cheeks and dripping on the ground,

He whispered, "How the hell have I survived all these years?"

The few remaining people in the stone house looked at each other, not knowing what to answer.

After a meal, Orgrim led Izzy to a large forge filled with naked orcs, wielding hammers and striking at the red-hot iron, the sound of percussion echoing through the room was like some kind of wonderful music.

In the center of the forge sat an old orc who was so old that he had lost all his teeth, shouting and commanding, and Izzy learned from Ogrim that this was a legendary craftsman who had been striking iron all his life, and he couldn't help but feel respect from the bottom of his heart.

"Old Tab, I've got a helper for you, this guy next to me," Orgrim pointed to Izzy.

"Hello, Honorable Elder, my name is Nagnosh Izzy, I am a weapon smith, I seek the knowledge of the elders, and I am willing to offer my power to the Blackstone Clan"

"Ahh

Orgrim and Izzy looked uncomfortable and had to repeat it again.

"You know how to forge, don't you think you can forge because you make a hunter's knife?" After saying that, the old orc's look of disdain, Izzy had never seen such a wonderful expression of disdain since he lived in his previous life to this day, and the urge to transform all his facial features into him was almost like soaring into the sky and reaching into the sky.

Orgrim pulled out the hammer axe that Izzy had given him from behind him, and said to the old orc, "This is the axe he forged. ”

The old orc took the axe, and Izzy was surprised to find that as soon as the axe entered his hand, his whole person immediately changed, becoming focused, serious, and meticulous, and the unique momentum on his body was like a calm and steady old general.

Old Tabor examined the hammer axe carefully, and his face finally changed from that disdainful look, and began to slowly turn into appreciation, but what he said was not friendly at all.

"The combination of hammer and axe, this idea is good, but it is a bit too much, in addition, the grip of the axe handle is basically not, the hammer head is too heavy, the sense of balance is very poor, the overall weight of the axe is not calculated in place, the arc of the axe blade is also lacking, not suitable for chopping, the most excessive is the mark on this, maybe this will be very symbolic, but there is a slight weight difference on one side of the axe, which will lead to a decrease in the user's accuracy. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Orgrim's hand again, pulled him closer, and commented on the other hand:

"Little Orgrim's hands are better suited to heavier weapons, thicker grips, high precision, weight balance, and his longer fingers mean he can hold thicker handles firmly, and with his family's legacy warhammer, he must have preferred a hammer like the Hammer of Doom. ”

"If this weapon is used as a throwing axe or a tool axe, there is nothing to be faulted with, but combat? IMHO, this is a very sharp tool for cutting meat. ”

The old orc took Izzy's work in batches.

Ogrim trembled with rage, as if his wife had been beaten, and he roared angrily, and when he saw that something was about to happen, Izzy stopped him.

The more Izzy listened to it, the more he admired it, and this kind of glance took all the details into account, which just proved that the old orc's understanding of weapons had reached the pinnacle, and the legendary craftsmen were indeed the most treasures in the world.

He bowed and saluted, and said in a low voice: "What the master said, the boy admires it very much, and I beg the master to teach me how to make real weapons." ”

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet, all the words above can't hide the two great advantages of this axe.

"The first point, the axe blade is perfect, this kind of near-limit opening level, is it really what you do?"

"The second point is that this weapon is infused with some kind of emotion by the forger, it seems to be anger, hatred, and extinction, and this weapon has a soul of its own, which is simply incredible. ”

"Eventually, these advantages will help his user to inspire more powerful combat power on the battlefield, and these are the most important things about a good weapon, so this hammer axe must be pretty good overall, and it can be used. With that, he returned the axe to Orgrim.

The old body stood up from the chair and said calmly: "I know you, outsider, if you want to gain knowledge, then you should contribute first, see the whetstone over there, first prove that you really have such perfect opening skills, open for the clan's weapons, make 50 weapons of this level, I will teach you my knowledge, are you willing?"

"I do!" Izzy agreed without hesitation, and in his opinion, it was a huge deal.

For the next few days, Izzy did not join the hunting team again, and concentrated on working in the forge room, and finally after 10 days, he completed his task, and the old Tabor Forge also began to let Izzy start crafting weapons, and he sat on the side, directing the forge while teaching Izzy.

Izzy is like a sponge, absorbing knowledge, and Rantreso has also come in the middle, unlike Izzy, the old orc agrees with Rantreso's work very much, but also lets him learn from it, in his opinion, Rantreso's forging, although it is not top-notch, but all the processes are already quite good, if it goes further, he will have nothing to teach.

"Forged weapons are divided into systems and customizations, the system is generally consistent, efficient, and practical as soon as possible in large quantities of forged weapons, used in war, and forgers like us, should pursue custom weapons, all people are different, some people have long fingers, some people are born with divine power, and some people have a yearning for certain weapons in their hearts.

"These are all things that the forging needs to consider for the user, in fact, in my opinion, this is the same as fighting, it will always vary from person to person, all you have to do is to hone your forging skills to the peak, and then think about all these details, understand?"

"Understood!" Izzy and Rantreso had already cast their sights on the old orc's admiration.

Izzy's talent is high, and with the help of his elemental knowledge, he began to want to build a new weapon for himself, and the original broadsword now feels like it is not for him, and I want to use a longer and heavier weapon.

He has been exercising almost since birth, so he seems to be born with divine power, coupled with the yearning for the giant sword in his heart, and the middle and ring fingers inherited from the Sword Saint family that are longer than ordinary people, he is indeed suitable for using weapons with long and heavy blades.

Izzy had already figured out that he would forge enough weapons for the Blackstone Clan in exchange for a chance to forge his own weapons.

Blackhan, the chief of the Blackstone Clan, agreed to this request, not only because the warriors had rave reviews of Izzy's weapons, but also because he wanted to keep Izzy in the Blackstone Clan.

Blackhan's level of seeing people is still there, Izzy is first and foremost an excellent warrior, hunter, shaman, and a powerful blacksmith and culinary master, at least in Draenor, he has never tasted that kind of food, Blackhan after eating Izzy's food, he is eager to leave him in the Blackstone clan, that kind of deliciousness, so that after eating, he feels superior.

Time flies quickly, but this winter is very long, and Izzy finally remembered some time ago that he didn't come specifically to learn blacksmithing, he wanted to learn shamanic knowledge, so he visited the shaman priest of the Blackstone clan,

The shaman of the Blackstone clan is a middle-aged orc named Nemerk Waverunner, who is in charge of the operation of the Blackstone docks, and this man looks more like a tough orc captain, and after Izzy made his intentions, this relatively silent orc proposed a very special way of learning, and he only said one word to Izzy.

"Come back when the spring festival of Keshhag is over, and when the rainy season is over, if you are still alive on my ship, you have fulfilled the wishes of your teacher Artur. ”

After saying that, he let Izzy go, Izzy was a little inexplicable, although he could understand the danger of the Draenor sea, but there are very few ships here to do business, the orc clans are very closed, long-distance sailing merchant ships are really unnecessary, most of the Blackstone clans are fishing boats, and fishing will also be in great danger?

Izzy thought to himself, it seems that his idea of reaching the Frostwolf Clan before the Kshhag Festival in the spring is impossible to achieve, so do a good job, the current goal is to forge his new weapon as soon as possible.

Saying that, Izzy began to smash iron again, he already had a blueprint in his heart, it was his own two-handed sword, at this time, Izzy, 1.7 meters tall, his parents Yushuro and Kokana were very tall, he felt that he could grow to at least 2.3 to 2.5 height, that is to say, he had to make a sword about the same length as his own height, he decided to make a 1.6-meter-long two-handed sword first, and it will continue to become bigger in the future.

A ten-year-old child wielding a 1.6-meter-long two-handed sword is the horror of orcs.

Savage Draenor, ogres are generally 3 meters tall, while one-eyed demons are generally more than 5 meters, not to mention those mountain-level Gorons, Margolons, it is said that there were giants in the past, and they are all taller than the mountains, but now they are extinct.

Every time Izzy thought of crossing into a world full of monsters, it was extremely uncomfortable. Uncomfortable, he returned to the forge and found that Terka was there, talking to the old orc.

Izzy didn't mean to listen, but apparently Terka didn't want to hide it, his voice was loud enough to reverberate throughout the room, and the legendary blackstone plate armor on his body was damaged.

Even the armor forged by the supposedly impregnable Blackstone Mine has seen subtle cracks in the long battle, so you can imagine how dangerous the battle Tellka has experienced.

"Izzy! Old Tabor beckoned Izzy over, and Izzy learned that the old orc was going to repair the legendary armor himself, and he was going to have Izzy as his assistant.

Izzy watched with some concern as the old orc's trembling hand grasped the hammer, and the moment it touched the hammer, the trembling stopped, like a vice, and the old orc grabbed the hammer and hammered it against the red armor plate.

Stable and solid, like a mechanical hydraulic hammer, smashed into the broken place one by one, Izzy held the blacksmith's pliers, both numb with shock, the old blacksmith was engrossed, as if there was only a hammer in his hand and that piece of armor in the world at this time.

Izzy cooperated with the old orc, feeling that he was already a little unable to keep up with the rhythm, he forcibly opened the elemental horizon, wanting to get the help of elemental knowledge, and then he felt that he could barely really help the old orc.

The armor pieces are constantly flipping and changing direction, and it has to be said that looking at a broken object and slowly repairing it in front of your eyes is sometimes a beautiful thing.

They were busy from morning to night, and he was amazed that the old blacksmith had a dying body, and that he had not stopped for a moment except to drink and eat, and as the damage was repaired, Izzy sensed the kindness of the old orc to him, and he had taught himself the knowledge of forging armor through practice.

Armor is different from weapons, different body parts, and different armor pieces need to be covered.

At this time, Izzy gradually began to understand the essential points of a good armor, strong but not too heavy, and various angles of inclination to maximize the strength of the enemy's attack, and Izzy benefited a lot.

It was during the night that they finally repaired their armor, and the old orc lowered the hammer, and Izzy immediately held him up.

"This rotten body is really the greatest shame of my life, I should have carried my hammer and fought to the death with my brothers. The old orc sighed.

Izzy sat the old orc back on the chaise long, and he made a more comfortable chaise longue out of plants that resembled bamboo, and gave it to the old orc, and said with a smile:

"I think your comrades-in-arms must still hope that you will survive, after all, without you, the Blackstone Clan would still have so many sophisticated weapons and equipment to survive the most difficult days."

"Haha, little cub, you guessed it right, those bastards passed away with a happy face, but they held my hand at the last moment and let me survive, for the sake of the clan. The old shaman's cloudy eyes seemed to be able to see those moments.

"Then you are still alive, and I think it is the greatest honor. ”

"yes, I've lived a long time. The old orc closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

Izzy panicked a little, he reached out to check the old orc's snort, his fingers touching the old orc's neck, trying to feel if he still had a pulse.

"Stinky boy, I'm not dead yet," the old orc's sudden words made Izzy almost sit on the ground in fright.

"I'm just hungry. Izzy smiled and went to cook for the old orc.

"Kid, you haven't learned your blacksmithing skills yet, but there's one thing I still have to ask, do you remember how you put your emotions into your weapons?" the old orc suddenly asked Izzy as he ate his food.

"I don't remember much about the time, I just remembered something that I hated and happened to be forging, and you know I'm a special shaman, and sometimes I can often get elemental revelations, like Kaifeng, who is originally an elemental knowledge, not that I'm really a forging genius. ”

"Son, you are too humble, in my opinion, your talent is terrible, learning is one thing, but getting started is another. ”

As he spoke, the old shaman sighed again and whispered, "Do you know the elements?" tomorrow you will inform Telka on the way, his armor is repaired, and I will take you to another place, maybe you can get something as a shaman. ”

Izzy didn't ask where it was, but he nodded anyway, and after taking care of the old man, he went back.