The fighting that broke out in the new town ended in half a day, and in the southern assault team led by Marin, the factory guards lost two hundred and seventeen men and four times as many wounded; The dwarves were killed thirty-seven and wounded one hundred and twenty-nine, and the elves were eleven killed and twenty-two wounded; Seventeen halflings were killed and two hundred and thirteen wounded.

The assault of the two exits of the nezumi in the north caused even more damage, and Marin asked the heads of several parties to count the numbers, and in the end all the battle dead added up to nine hundred and nineteen, and the wounded exceeded a thousand.

But they wiped out tens of thousands of nezumi, leaving nearly four thousand corpses behind at the two exits in the north alone, and in the south, there were so many nezumi who were bruised and scattered to the ashes that they could not be counted in the battle.

Marin felt that the casualties were still too great, especially the two northern exits, there was not enough firepower, and in the end, the humans used bayonets to defeat the nezumi.

But for the great craftsmen and ambassadors, the human army in the two exits of the north can already be described as a small 1,400 people in two places, 600 people killed in battle, almost everyone is wounded, in their memory there has never been a human army can still maintain combat effectiveness in such a casualty ratio state, especially in the final hand-to-hand combat, human soldiers killed at least four elite units is the kind of burly beyond common sense unit.

The dwarven master looked at the giant nezumi and lost the ability to speak in a dumbfounded state.

The ambassador looked at Marin in a low voice: "Sir, are all these soldiers in your factory guards?" There was trepidation in his eyes.

"Yes, they are all such soldiers, they have just been trained for less than a year, and a year ago, these young people were workers, farmers or woodcutters." Marin proudly replied that these were his soldiers, soldiers he was proud of.

Marin ordered the workshop to create a batch of medals, which were named Guardians, in recognition of their will and courage to protect their homeland.

Soldiers who die in battle will receive an additional Oath Keeper Medal for their determination to fight to the death to fulfill their oath to Marin, they will receive all the comforts Marlin has said, their children will go to school, the gifted will be recommended by Marin to the major churches, and their families will be eligible to live in the dormitories provided to them by Marin until the children are eighteen years old and able to support themselves, and if they find work in Marin's group, then they will not have to move out.

If they find a more decent job outside, Marin will take back the dormitory, but give them a certain bonus.

Of course, there are also Medals for Outstanding Service and Allies for Elves, Dwarves, and Halflings, with the former for the living and the latter for the dead, as well as a certain amount of Mowis as a reward.

Marin will not disappoint the soldiers he fought for.

In fact, Marin's bereavement was far beyond what the nobles of the era could do for their soldiers, and the city guards were furious when they heard of such a reward.

Their bereavement was only one hundred and fifty Mowis.

One hundred of them is the budget of the town hall that Marin asked Mr. Mayor to go.

Marin also asked Faye about this, confirming that the Morvis Union is based on the city guards, the defense army, and the guards, and the city guards are just the guards recruited by a city.

The Wehrmacht was adapted from the private armies of the nobles, the royal family of Morvis contributed a certain percentage of the money and all the standard equipment, the nobles as commanders had to pay the rest of their salaries, the rich nobles would pay their own money to replenish their armies with new weapons, and the nobles who had no money could not even pay their own share of the soldiers' salaries.

If such a thing happens, the royal family will strip the nobles of their military ranks and take the Wehrmacht into the royal family's own possession, and now the royal family has half of the Wehrmacht formations in their hands, and the Wehrmacht that followed Marin to fight the Black Orcs last time was the establishment under the royal family's name.

And the Guards have followed the old family foundation since Mowis was still the earl's family, and they have been slowly reorganized and expanded step by step, and they are the best treated.

Faye was surprised that Marin did not interfere with the bereavement of the city guards, after all, Marin had always behaved in a hurry to be righteous and righteous.

Marin smiled I am not a timely rain, this money is not blown from the sky, Marin's group, whether it is a commercial group or a military group, needs Marin to invest astronomical sums, if he didn't feel that he was unknown, Marin would have taken people to become homeless people to find the nobles to eat buffet.

Really, whether it is the use of cosmetics, medicinal diets that can improve physical fitness, all kinds of exquisite handicrafts, or a profitable arms business, they have not been simple and robust in vain.

Before Marlin came into this world, one of his favorite 4D games was like this, putting on a mask and making us laugh.

Haha, now I can only think about the bitterness, Marin sighed, while trying to stay away from the scene of the barbecue rat mother, it was burned on the spot, but I couldn't stand all the legends and churches from coming over to see a fresh ** heterotopic creature, so I came and went, and now two days later, the fire began to ignite.

The fat meat is very smoky, not to mention the fat that is alive in this huge place, Marin's retreat saved his respiratory system, and a few of them wanted to observe it up close, but in the end they had to be helped away from the scene by soldiers wearing anti-biochemical masks.

"It's bold." Faye and Nova, who stood beside Marin, said that these legends were bold.

"Do you see, those are all legends from aristocratic families, and they don't know the fireworks in the world, and you see those who retreat far away are all legends that have risen from commoner families through the church." Marin already knew this, and his explanation made the two ladies smile knowingly.

In any case, the female rat was burned to death, which means that the invading nezumi are completely finished, and Marlin doesn't know what kind of loss these nezumi will cause the bighorn rats to suffer, but judging from the reward given to Marin by the Anonymous Church of Justice, he should be very satisfied with Marin's gold leaf ribbon, which means that Marin has eliminated his opponents for the god of justice.

Well, think about it, listen to Faye, her nezumi maids behaved strangely in those days, and it can be proved afterwards that the nezumi seem to have been put on the line, of course, with the elimination of the Skaven nezumi, the god of justice must have given the bighorn rat enough damage, and the nezumi maids have returned to their original state in the past few days.

The Church of the God of War had obtained the head of the nezumi as a trophy, and Marin felt that he should not be happy that his garden would not like this blighted head as nourishment anyway, but this one finally gave the divine favor and gave several holy weapons, judging by the blood stains on them, it must have been snatched from another neutral god.

After all, it's right, if you are afraid of abusing yourself to pay the reward, I am afraid that when you give the holy weapon, half of the old and young masters in the hall should be in a state of distortion.

As for the other half, they can't escape, but I'm afraid that they are already in the state of a chaotic unit.

And after this battle, the order from the elves gave Marin a headache Originally, the elves have always adhered to the policy that it is better to buy than to build themselves, after all, the vast majority of Marin's workshop are dwarves, and the elves don't like dwarven things, they think that the dwarves' creations are too rough and full of aesthetic blasphemy.

But I can't stand this thing, and I will treat all kinds of dissatisfaction.

So the elven ambassador said that they could also produce at least 2,000 craftsmen, and only asked Marlin to open the fifth phase of the workshop, and like the dwarves to cooperate, Marlin could use drawings to cooperate.

The dwarven master made it on the spot, as the closest partner of Lord Marin, the god of craftsmen, the dwarves originally enjoyed the favor of Marin alone, and even the little halfling bastard never had the treatment of opening a workshop, and most of the halflings were auxiliary craftsmen, they couldn't wield sledgehammers, and were usually responsible for making some parts.

As a result, these elves came up with two thousand craftsmen, did they have two thousand craftsmen?

The master craftsman tore with Mr. Elven Ambassador on the spot, and the two sides did not even make a move in front of Marin, and the quarrel between the dwarves and elves who spoke very quickly caused Marlin a headache.

Of course, what is more troublesome is that these two guys can understand each other's language, but still use their own language.

It's amazing to know a foreign language.

Marin really couldn't understand their slowing down, Marin could understand, but he really couldn't stand the speed of their squirting, and the feeling of squirting out of a few pronunciations made Marin finally decide not to persuade them.

After listening to the thunder for almost half an hour, the two of them finally had enough of arguing, they turned their heads to look at Marin and asked in unison, "Mr. Marin, do you think I'm right?"

Nova stood up at this time: "Marlin and I basically didn't understand what you were saying. ”

Her eloquent explanation made the two Excellencies pat themselves in the face at the same time.

"Trust us, Mr. Marin, the elves have enough craftsmen, and the young children can join in as well, and if you don't mind, it will only take us a few years to train more craftsmen." The elven ambassador's face was full of seriousness.

"Apprentice, elf, if that's the case, we dwarven children who are not yet adults can also wield a few sledgehammers, and tens of thousands of apprentices can serve the great cause of Mr. Marin" The dwarven master craftsman said dismissively.

"We're good at making things you can't make." Facing the dwarven master craftsman, the elven ambassador lifted his chin.

"yes, I hope you have the strength to hollow out the barrel." In response, the dwarven master made a dwarven response.

"What do you want to do, dwarf?"

"I'm here to ask you, you pointy ears."

Marin pouted, then coughed, drawing the two Lords' attention away from each other.

"I understand the feelings of the Great Artisan, the dwarves have always been my most important allies, but you should also understand that a new tide of death is gathering, and this time the nezumi from the foreign lands are the best example, we must arm all those who are willing to fight for this world, and the elven ambassador and his people are clearly such people." After Marlin finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the elven ambassador with the nod of approval from the master craftsman: "And you, Mr. Ambassador, I am pleased with your honesty and handwriting, I accept your request, the fifth phase of the workshop will be the responsibility of your people, and I also have some special things that you need to deal with, I know that the dwarves can do it too, but as you said, I need a pair of skilled hands that can reduce the error to several zeros after the decimal point, you can gather the craftsmen, and I will give you the drawings, In the next few hours, you'll need to complete thousands of the objects I want to make. ”

"Thousands, too few, Your Excellency." The ambassador stroked his chest and asked his question.

"It's a little less, but I asked you to make them to meet your own needs and those of the dwarves, and I'm going to make something called a lathe."

Marin said as he looked at the dwarven master and elven ambassador in front of him.

"Mr. Marin, what's the use of it" The dwarves heard that this thing also had something to do with them, so they were naturally very concerned.

"It's a good thing that allows every barrel you make to be used with all the same type of rifles, Lord Craftsman, have you ever thought that a barrel made of a dwarf, a butt made of an elf and a gun part made by a halfling can be assembled into the same gun, and it can also use a magazine made by humans, all of which can be combined just right, without any mistakes, and the use of a lathe can free your hands, so that you don't have to use a lot of hammers, Or take a hand drill to drill the barrel for a day, as long as the process is correct, not even a single barrel will be scrapped because of this mistake. ”

"It's more than I can imagine, for a gun has always been made by a skilled craftsman, and your statement that no barrel will ever be scrapped sounds like a dream." The master craftsman crossed his hands on his hips and showed a certain amount of surprise.

"If the lathes you mentioned have such an effect, I think our craftsmen will definitely put their heart and soul into making them for you, please rest assured." The elven ambassador was clearly impressed.

"Well, please ask Your Excellency the Ambassador to gather your craftsmen as quickly as possible, and Your Excellency the Great Craftsman, you can also make some preparations in advance, you can make a lathe as a verification."

With Marin's assurance, the two legendary lords no longer quarreled, but chose to prepare for the mission assigned by Marin.

Nova looked at Marin: "Honey, what else do you have that I don't understand. ”

"Well, I think it's a lot." Marin smiled.

At least until you ruled my stomach, there were quite a few.