Chapter Ninety-Five: Hot Blood Is a Man

The walls were full of wooden shelves, and the things that the old man had brought with him could be used to strengthen the walls before the battle began. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are still some fish in Tongyang, and although the convoy has brought food, the fishing work is still going on. Everyone in the city knew that this group of slave soldiers was under Ye Xuan's control, and Ye Xuan felt that he was doing some chores all day long. The food is barely enough, but there is still no way to make everyone full, and this group of slave soldiers needs to make up for it if they want to improve their combat effectiveness.

It's a pity that the task of reconnaissance can't be done by them, so Ye Xuan can only think of a way to let a few relatives follow him out for a walk.

Qingming disappeared when he got off the boat and didn't know when he left, this ungrateful guy.

The people under his command are moving bricks, and the merits that don't have much meaning are constantly beating, I don't know what kind of exchange is given by the military supply system here, Ye Xuan plans to try if he can buy more food.

Ma II was the most heartfelt of all the slaves, except for the dog. When Ye Xuan was walking around the city, the two of them naturally followed.

Ye Xuan was still wearing that armor at this time, although he had time to practice these days, he would still feel uncomfortable wearing too heavy armor. After all, his strength has not yet reached that level. There was a steel knife pinned to his waist, and the sword was also pinned to his waist Ye Xuan felt as if he had the ability to wake it up after that night's dream.

The ghost hunter who was a half-ghost was haunted by the ghost, and the ghost on the ghost knife opened its mouth and bit it when it was lit by the ghost.

Like a parasite, it absorbs its own energy, but at the same time it can use its sharpness.

On the city wall, Ye Xuan finally figured out the use of that short spear.

Huge ballistas were mounted on the city walls, and this huge crossbow that required the help of a noose to wind was a killer weapon in urban warfare.

Inscription-engraved crossbows have an alchemical effect.

The Sergeant's Fortress has two most important positions, one being the commander holding the Tiger Talisman Banner, and the other being the quartermaster in charge of the supply of military supplies.

Walking in the dark long roads of the city, I saw that there was dry grass everywhere on both sides of the road, but I didn't know what to use it for.

The blacksmith shop is busy, and the old **** is also busy with his upper body. The gates of the storehouses in the city were wide open, and the armaments and supplies contained in them were emptied, and the gold and silver scattered on the ground did not know what to do.

As for the water source in the city, it is at the bottom of the ground, and there is such a deep groove between the rocks of the original mountain, and the pool is full of depth.

There are few fish in the underground water, so Ye Xuan asked the dog to find a rope and tie it to his waist and jump into the water.

In general, there is a higher chance of a treasure chest underwater.

It was pitch black underwater, and with the search of the heart eye and the glimmer vision of the player's extraordinary physique, Ye Xuan really saw a boxy thing.

The peculiar patterns on the stone chests make people like it.

I held my breath until I was old, and I was about to float up, but I was caught up in a torrent when I sank under my feet.

The two people on the shore were startled by the sudden tension of the rope, and finally stabilized and hurriedly recovered the rope.

The abdomen was strangled very uncomfortable, but it was finally pulled back.

Ye Xuan gasped, staring at the pool and not knowing what to think.

"There's an underground river under that pool, didn't I tell you about it, why do you still ask?"

"And where does the underground river lead?"

"Hmm...... The lower reaches of the Tongyang River will float up a little, alas~ It's either the Zhengyang River or the Manliu River, and there are only these rivers in this Cangyuan. ”

At night, no one cared where these soldiers slept, and Ye Xuan took a large group of people into the warehouse after exchanging their merits for dry food. The bizarre loot, although useless, also looks gratifying.

The haystacks were spread out in twos and threes, and everyone scattered to rest, and Ye Xuan rummaged through the miscellaneous items to see if there was anything useful.

On the fire, Ye Xuan looked through the few books he found.

An over-level military book can only provide information, and there is no way to activate the formation, but it doesn't hurt to take a look and learn more. Flipping through it, a piece of paper suddenly fell out of the book.

Pick it up and take a look at the top four big characters "Heavenly Creation".

This fragment depicts a drawing of the making of a siege crossbow.

Although the craftsman profession is open, you can't log in to the manufacturing drawings if your level is too low.

However, there is not only one way to log in to the system, in addition to intelligent computers, human beings have their own brains to use.

I can always memorize it.

Although rote memorization is not a strong point, Ye Xuan has also read customer information for several years, and he still remembers this thing.

The only thing that can be traded in the castle is the quartermaster, and there are not many medicines left on Ye Xuan's body, and there are still ten bottles of gold sore medicine left in the red potion and five patches. After a few complaints, the quartermaster said that he could not come up with gold sore medicine to provide supplies.

The task of collecting herbs was just right, and Ye Xuan took over the task of reconnaissance with two people across the drawbridge and out of the castle.

The rain never stopped.

For the first time in my life, I wore a hat, and I had a cool feeling with it. Two weapons straddled his waist, and the slingshot was stuck in his belt.

Before going out, he met the old man, and he advised himself not to think too much about the enemy. Run!

The eighteen skills are not so easy to learn, and the skills given by the army as the lowest class of troops cannot be based on the foundation, and there is a very important skill among them.

A spiritual skill.

Combat practice!

A cultivation skill that can be used to develop expertise with self-taught skills.

As soon as he has time, Ye Xuan will practice a few basic movements, and this kind of improvement is also the most solid. But it wasn't fast, Ye Xuan understood that his strength was limited.

Ma Er is a rough man who can only rely on dogs to catch fish.

Ye Xuan didn't expect him to catch much, the herbs were a little more important.

The ghost boy has a low-level pathfinding ability.,The memory of the terrain is good.

It took a lot of effort to find the herbs that had been plowed through the woods over and over again by the officers and soldiers, and with the help of Ma Er, it was painstaking to turn over the half-rotten stumps. Seeing a few crisp patches of green hidden below, the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

"Eh, this bird thing! me! ”

Ye Xuan has seen all the attributes of more than ninety people, and Ma Er's attributes are certainly not the best, but they can be regarded as middle and upper. The gray professional butcher focuses on improving the physique of the incumbent, which is why he can become as strong as a calf again just by making him eat a little better.

The most important thing is that he is true to himself. Direct 100 to top loyalty doesn't lie.

"Come, see what this is?" Ye Xuan whispered and took out the last bottle of emerald fire.

"Haha! Landlord! Grabbing the wine bottle, the ecstatic look did not contain the slightest fraud, and after getting Ye Xuan's instructions, this guy couldn't stop laughing, "Hahahaha!" ”

Pinching open the seal is a burst of booze.

"Drink it dry, it's good wine!" Stop him from sharing the wine with himself, and of course he will be happy to drink it all under the roar of the wine bug.

"Huh! It's just too little! Licking the last trace of wine off the bottle, he was certainly not satisfied.

Ye Xuan looked at this subordinate who was loyal to him with a smile, of course he liked it in his heart, but it was a pity that he chose a dead end.

Of course, he thought about what it would be like if he had chosen to leave at that time.

Of course, he knew that if he left him, he would become the same as the player.

But at that time, he just didn't want to leave, and something touched him at that moment.

Men's blood tends to get hotter all the time.

After drinking enough, Ma Er leaned on the rotten wood and sang the play, and the rustic words were the most explicit and easy to remember.

"Hey! Owner, I'm really following you! ”

Ye Xuan, who was thinking about his thoughts, didn't expect him to say this, and he was suddenly inexplicable, "How do you say this?" ”

"I've been dreaming of being a hero for so long, and I really didn't expect that I would really be a hero this day, and our little lady from the big family in the south of the village is the most handsome. I used to look down on me, and there was a bird for dancing and inking? Those little white faces he fancied were comparable to my old horse? ”

Yes, every man will always have such a heroic self in his dreams that he will not say to others.

It is the real heart that touches oneself.

It's a road to death! It's just that you don't bow your head with your neck! Now, now. Be someone you can be proud of!

No matter what the cost, even if you laugh at your stupidity afterwards.