"You don't seem to be very happy, my chief shaman. Kargas, riding on a giant gray-black wolf, walked beside Izzy and whispered.

"Nothing, I'm just thinking about something. Izzy smiled and replied to Kargas.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm thinking about how to improve the combat effectiveness of the troops. ”

Kargas was stunned for a moment: "You should relax, my friend, we won beautifully, and we will continue to win in the future." ”

"Yes, you're right, I really have to relax, so how about you stay in the clan to help me deal with affairs for a few days and give me a few days off?"

"Well, the weather is pretty good today. Kargas looked up at the gloomy sky, and rode away on the gray wolf.

"I'm going to kill you!" Izzy roared as he rode the Blue-Eyed Wolf King.

The victory banquet of the Broken Hand Clan has begun.

I have to say, the food that was snatched is delicious!

Izzy had a wine glass in one hand and a roast leg of lamb in the other, and his mouth was full of oil, and he was very happy.

He shook and was pulled up by the somewhat drunk Kargas, and stood on the table, Kargas shouted loudly, and everyone in the audience cheered, and the atmosphere was hot.

"For victory!"

"Whew!"

"For the sake of honor!"

"Whew!"

"For our witty and clever Chief Shaman!"

"Oh!!"

"Cheers!!huh, people?" Kargas suddenly couldn't find Izzy, and turned to see that Izzy was lying under the table, sleeping like a dead pig, and holding on to a leg of lamb in one hand.

"Haha!" the orc warriors burst into laughter.

The Broken Hand Clan, the Clan of Freedom, nothing is more enjoyable than a Victory Day like this.

"Oh!!!" Izzy let out a low howl of pain.

Wine is such a strange thing, when you drink it very pleasantly, after it is painful, Izzy covered his head with his right hand, sobered up, looked up at his face, in front of his face was a hoof, he was stunned to see it.

"Nima!" waved Lantresso's stinky feet away, and Izzy got up and looked around, the warriors lying everywhere.

"Yo! you're awake. Izzy looked up at the source of the sound, and Kargas crossed his legs and held his glass as if he were sipping tea.

Izzy expressed surprise, I really can't see it, this dog's day of Kargas, or a thousand cups of not drunk physique?

"It's so powerful, can you still drink it?"

"No, I'll wake up a little before you. ”

"And you're still drinking?"

"You don't understand it, it's called sobering up with wine. ”

"You're!" Izzy waved out of the hall, ignoring the drunkards, who were in good health and would wake up in a while.

Returning to his tent, he made a few buckets of well water, poured them into a homemade stone pit bath, and with a fire spell he scorched a few stones, threw them in, washed up, and felt better with the headache from drunkenness relieved.

He felt that he was beginning to adapt to this magical world, and unlike the convenience brought by technology, the convenience brought by magic had a strange second pleasure of self-reliance.

After exercising for a while, he began to patrol the camp, and when he saw Izzy's orcs, they beat their chests and saluted him, and Izzy nodded in return, and a sense of accomplishment arose.

"Could it be that this is what it feels like to have power?"

Izzy thought as he walked towards the forge room, and had his own answer to the question of how to improve the combat effectiveness of his troops.

The Broken Hand Orcs are all excellent warriors, they have a tough temperament, bear hardships and stand hard work, and their physical fitness is also very strong, so there are only two points that can be improved, equipment and discipline, and Izzy is ready to start with equipment first, and discipline can only be slowly accumulated through training.

The problem now is that the Broken Hand Clan is not short of metal resources, but there is a lack of forges who can make equipment, and Izzy is too weak alone, and those novice forgers are still a little insufficient, so it's okay for them to make metal ingots, and when it comes to forging equipment, they are still a little behind.

Izzy walked into the forge room worried, and the unusual sound of striking iron inside caught Izzy's attention.

A group of blacksmiths surrounded Bogomash, as if learning the art of blacksmithing.

To be honest, Izzy was curious, he knew that Bogomash was actually a very good blacksmith, but he lost a hand, and he couldn't even use the iron tongs, so how did he do it?

He looked closer, and Bogmash had a prosthetic leg on his empty left wrist, not a fist, but some kind of iron clip, which was tightened by crude screws.

Borgmash skillfully used this prosthetic leg, loosening and tightening it, and Izzy did not disturb him and retreated silently, and at the same time admired the wisdom of this old man in his heart, why didn't he think of it.

"If you don't have a hand, make a hand for them. ”

Izzy returned to his tent and began to draw drawings, Izzy had mentioned to Cagas in the past that he could help him recover his lost left hand, which felt similar to his right hand, but Cagas refused at the time, and Izzy didn't think much about it later.

Today, he is inspired by the Iron Pincer Prosthetic of the Bogmash, and Izzy feels that he can use his knowledge of the elements to design a freely controllable Iron Claw Prosthetic to solve the problem of the lack of smiths in the Shattered Hand Clan.

In fact, there are many handbreakers who used to be excellent forgers, and they were forced to give up the idea of continuing to forge when they lost a hand, after all, iron tongs could not be used, so how could they talk about forging?

And Izzy didn't think about it because the cost of making a perfect prosthetic was too high, but now it's different, if you only need to make a prosthetic with the function of iron tongs, you can save a lot of precious materials, such as Argus fine iron and the like.

It didn't take long for the design drawings to be drawn, and Izzy found Bogmarsh and said his thoughts, Bogmash looked surprised, a little incredulous, he looked at Izzy's drawings, nodded, and felt that there was no problem, Izzy immediately gathered the Broken Hand Orcs who had been blacksmiths in the past, put forward their ideas, and handed them the blueprints.

Brainstorming is always better than thinking alone, and the function of the prosthetic was gradually perfected, and after three days of hard work, Izzy rested for one night, and the next morning began to forge a multifunctional prosthetic.

It's a bit like a multi-purpose driver, it can be used as a plier with iron tongs, a blade can be used as a fist weapon, and if you want to, you can even put on a magnet palm and fight with a two-handed weapon.

Bergmash became the first person to try this work, with a hammer in his right hand and tongs in his left hand, he began to try to forge it, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more joyful it became, and it meant a lot to a professional worker to be able to return to his old job.

Most of the orcs' forging skills have been passed down from generation to generation, and it is extremely frustrating to let the craftsmanship of their ancestors be cut off in their own hands.

"Very good, now start counting your forging resumes, people who have more long-term forging experience or more skilled skills can get such a prosthetic leg first, please don't try to deceive everyone, they are all professionals, and you can see at a glance how your skills are. ”

Saying that, Izzy asked the guards to start counting, and he continued to start forging, such a prosthetic, it took at least three days for Izzy to make one, there are eighteen broken hand blacksmiths in the Broken Hand Clan, most of them are clan inheritance blacksmiths who have been wiped out, and three of them are actually blacksmiths who were taught by ogres to be used as forging slaves.

Izzy was surprised to see the report, the three of them were willing to lift the hammer again, and then Izzy expressed his doubts about the Ogre's level of forging, which could be seen from their potholed metal equipment.

After thinking about it for a while, Izzy still accepted these three people, they are still young, they can't learn, and as far as Izzy is concerned, although the ogre's equipment is simple, but the actual effect is not bad for the ogre, as the saying goes, black cats and white cats, those who can catch mice are good cats, and the Broken Hand Clan has no room to pick and choose.

Throughout the winter, other clans were trying to survive the cold winds, but the Broken Hand Clan was developing at a high speed, and the troops were successively replaced with sophisticated armored weapons.

Izzy designed a set of standard armor based on the classic orc infantry armor in the game, and slightly modified the breastplate to make the defense more comprehensive, and the Broken Hand warriors are now almost armed to the teeth.

As Izzy speculated, as long as they survive this winter and the Broken Hand Clan gain a foothold, they will gradually grow into a "giant" and have a place in this world, and ogres will no longer be a big existential threat.

However, there was still a problem with the Broken Hand Clan, a problem that Izzy had never thought about.

That is, there are too few female orcs, there are too many monks and too little porridge, and the ratio of men and women is extremely unbalanced, which makes the Broken Hand clan fall into large and small disputes every day, which makes Izzy anxious.

He really didn't think that as a high-level member of the clan, he would just take care of food and housing, and why should he take care of women!

According to Izzy's idea, if you can't catch it, you don't have the ability, and if you don't have the ability, you can't hold it honestly, and if you can't control it, don't care, cut it, but helplessly, the orcs don't think so, their lives are really "your circle is really messy", and now a female orc can't wait for ten male orcs to rob.

What's even more terrifying is that the pregnant female orc, no one knows who the child will be born in the future, Izzy is helpless, to put it ugly, hoping that a group of orcs who were slaves not long ago will understand that those ethical concepts are tantamount to playing the harp to a cow, and if this problem is not solved, sooner or later the Broken Hand Clan will fall apart.

"Have you heard of the red face and troubled water, has anyone heard of his 'ugly face and bad water'?" Izzy really couldn't imagine that the sow would be hungry and thirsty after being single for a long time, and this was actually a real thing.

On the way to inspect the camp, a young female orc, known as the "clan flower", suddenly threw a wink at Izzy, and he was so frightened that he almost threw up.

Holding the gemstone necklace in his hand, he quickly thought about Leah's perfect face, which made her feel better.

"Headache! What a headache! How to solve this kind of problem? Wait online! Urgent! Anxious to die or live!"