When Lin Hao and his sailors walked out of the old Watson's tavern, the sky was already bright, and the autumn sun shone on people's bodies, giving people a warm feeling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The fresh air breathed into his nose, making Lin Hao's originally somewhat groggy head suddenly become a lot more sober. The world has not yet ushered in the industrial revolution, and there will not be too much air pollution, and the blue sky is still so pure, not the gray feeling of the previous life.

For Lin Hao, who was poisoned by air pollution in his previous life, the feeling of air in this world breathing into his body is naturally much more comfortable.

Just when Lin Hao sighed a little, a burst of "dang dang dang" suddenly came into his ears, and his eyes swept around. Not far from them, a group of ten city defense troops was walking at a steady pace, ten pairs of sharp eyes cautiously swept around, different from the lazy state in the past, the city defense army at this time seemed to have completely changed.

The soldiers were dressed neatly and brightly in iron armor, holding a sharp spear with a length of two meters in their hands, and a long sword that had not yet been unsheathed pinned to their waists, and their faces were no longer as playful as in the past, but with a serious face, today's soldiers, compared to the soldiers Lin Hao saw a day ago, were completely in two states.

Although last night's shocking incident shocked the entire port of Ksovo, and people talked about it in private, but in the eyes of most people, it was just an accident, after all, although there is too much unspeakable darkness in the port of Ksovo, but on the whole, the city is still in a state of peace, and the time of peace has been so long that people have long forgotten the cruelty of war.

Except for the relatives of the innocent people who died at the hands of the "Red Flame" and those who were homeless who will remember what happened last night, the rest of the people, at most, just treat it as an after-dinner pastime, and people will never believe that such a thing will happen again.

Therefore, the people did not pay much attention to the sudden martial law actions of the soldiers, but at this time, Lin Hao seemed to have a little more meaning.

Almost every time he walked out of a distance of hundreds of meters, Lin Hao could see a heavily armed city defense army.

"Give me a little smart, today's city defense army is a little different, don't make trouble." Lin Hao took a deep breath, instructed the sailors under him, and then walked towards the outer harbor with vigorous steps.

The four magnificent walls of tens of meters high were built like a fortress to enclose Ksovo, protecting the people inside Ksovo from harm, and the hideous and terrifying artillery on the city wall dispelled countless people who secretly had thoughts about the city to obediently put away their somewhat unrealistic thoughts.

At the north gate leading to the outer harbor, Lin Hao's gaze only swept roughly, and he found that there were at least three times more patrol soldiers on the city wall than usual, and there were at most a dozen feather arrows on the quivers behind the patrol soldiers, and at this time, they were rarely filled with long feather arrows. In addition, at intervals on the city wall, there was a man in heavy armor, these people were all extremely burly, but their faces were all hidden under the cold metal masks, these people's bodies stood on the city wall like sculptures, motionless, and then through the gaps in the masks, their eyes looked coldly ahead.

Leaving the north gate, the feeling of slaughter finally faded a little, and Lin Hao didn't think much about it anymore, and went straight to the outer harbor.

On the dock, the "Warrior" quietly stopped on the water, and beside it, there were dense and countless ships, these ships were of different sizes and shapes, although the "Warrior" was not small, but stopped in it, but there was nothing special to see at all.

However, Lin Hao knew very well that once the four "Fire Snake Cannons" on the ship were equipped with enough ammunition, then the "Warrior" would instantly turn into a tiger full of sharp teeth, and those who had thoughts about the "Warrior" would be torn apart by this tiger.

After letting the sailors settle here, Lin Hao carefully told his most trusted first mate Ted to take good care of this group of unruly guys, and then returned to the inner harbor of Ksovo alone.

In an extremely remote corner alley in the middle of the port of Ksovo, there is a street that looks extremely depressed, but on this street there is a rather special shop, but it is not so much that the shop is special, but that the owner of this shop is a little special.

It's a shop that specializes in crafting weapons, and the owner of the shop is a real dwarf.

The Dwarves are born blacksmiths and masters of forging weapons, which is quite shared not only by humans, but also by almost all races in the entire Western Continent, and for a dwarf, their greatest wish in life is to forge a true divine weapon.

The presence of a tribe of dwarves in the harbor of Ksovo is not a secret piece of information, but no one knows where the dwarves live.

And the identity of the dwarves in the port of Ksovo is also a bit special, and the dwarves are famous on the continent in addition to their superb forging skills, as well as their stubborn temper that is stronger than that of a bull. Therefore, once they offend them, it is undoubtedly more difficult for the dwarves to forge weapons for them, than to ascend to the sky. Therefore, even those proud nobles, when entertaining these dwarves or asking them to forge weapons, will put away their usual sense of superiority and immediately greet them with a smile.

The shop on this depressed street was the only link between the dwarves and the port of Ksovo, and anyone who wanted to ask the dwarves to help forge weapons would have to deal with the owner of the shop.

When Lin Hao walked into this store, he was also a little emotional, as if he hadn't been here for more than half a year since that incident.

But here is almost the same as half a year ago, the same...... Dirty and broken.

The screeching of metal kept ringing from the room, and the violent heat seemed to spread out with the crashing sound in all directions, and the persecutors didn't want to stay here at all.