War promotes social progress, and all social changes are ultimately expressed in the form of war.

As for the arms trade, Zhang Quan does not have the slightest psychological shadow. In his opinion, the biggest reason why the orcs are backward is actually because of their backward war capabilities, and they have not been able to fight the wasteland, defeat humans, and integrate the truly most representative and vital civilization on this planet.

For example, some primitive tribes in the history of the earth, starting with barbarism and backwardness, and using the killing of Jin Ge Iron Horse as a means, opened their minds and opened their arms to embrace the world civilization from the Central Plains, and finally succeeded in evolution. But that price, doom, is a terrible regression in the history of the long humiliation of the conquered side and the society as a whole.

When the news spread that Zhang Quan was preparing to start an arms trade, even the orcs of the base mountain tribe themselves were boiling. Many of the chiefs came to Zhang Quan to inquire,

"Patriarch! I heard that the blacksmith shop in our clan is going to expand, and from now on, we will also build armor like the Hammer tribe? "Take a look, the comprehension of these orcs under him is really limited, Zhang Quan is planning to build a mechanical processing factory in the tribe, how did he come to the orcs to become an inferior blacksmith!

However, Zhang Quan also knew that this was purely a matter of understanding, such a lofty concept as a mechanical processing factory, and the orcs did not have this word in their minds at all.

"Well, well, yes, in the future, we will be able to create armor and weapons for our tribe ourselves." Zhang Quan himself felt a little awkward about this.

"Oh? I heard that everyone has it? "Well, when did the hot-tempered Bill Gheis become so squirming?

"Yes, everybody! There is no such thing as a class gap in my big base mountain tribe! Zhang Quan seemed to have suddenly grasped the key point, and suddenly stood up and emphasized loudly, "Whether it is Bill the Minotaur, or Doug Centaur, even if it is the Skunk Man or the Ratman, we must treat everyone equally, and all the people will be issued armor in principle, of course, how to implement it depends on the work progress of our blacksmith shop." The priority of the soldiers is the guiding principle of tribal management. Well, it's the guiding principle! ”

However, as for the so-called racial equality that Zhang Quan emphasized and attached great importance to, his orcs did not care, even the rat people who had always been at the bottom of the tribe were not interested in the equality that Zhang Quan emphasized. These outliers who are less than a meter tall on average, thin and cowering like groundhogs all day long have long been familiar with living at the bottom of society, and they are already very satisfied with being able to eat and have a safe place to live like other kinds of orcs.

The orcs thought that they had received the letter from Zhang Quan's mouth, and ran out one by one happily, only Garon, who was in charge of this matter, frowned.

"Patriarch, we have calculated, like you said, each of the young and strong people in the clan has a pair of armor, this is thousands of pairs of steel armor, and it will cost at least hundreds of thousands of catties of good steel, and countless artificial builds. Our own machinery factory, a total of only 100 people, even if all the people are on it, day and night to build, it is impossible to beat over,

What's more, like you said, it would be even more impossible to sell the armor outside.

The idea of selling steel armor as the "fist product" of our tribe in large quantities is not even a big tribe of Minotaurs who have tens of thousands of Boer, and the Minotaurs sell weapons and armor only for ten or twenty pairs a year. Take the armor needed by the minotaurs as an example, even the simplest single cuirass also took two or three months for a minotaur craftsman to make.

To tell the truth, just to build the armor used by our clan, our machinery factory will not be able to complete the task until three or five years later. What you're saying is not feasible at all!

"Yes! Patriarch! Kate also helped beside her, "Since ancient times, I have heard of selling iron tools and knives and axes in this wasteland, but I have never heard of selling armor, the armor of our orcs, which one of them was not saved by the ancestors by virtue of martial arts, and then passed on to their children and grandchildren." In an ordinary tribe, if there are dozens of pairs, it is considered great.

Compared with weapons, the amount of steel in this armor is more demanding, the technical requirements are higher, and the cost is expensive, a pair of armor is usually equivalent to the value of a dozen weapons, even human beings, and rarely export a large amount of armor to the wasteland, and the human kingdom on the other side of the Hengduan Mountains still has a ban on our weapons. ”

It's that he knows that his head is rough, and Gais, who usually doesn't dare to talk to him when he is deliberating, has opened his mouth:

"Yes, patriarch, what old Kate and Garon said is very reasonable, and even if we don't consider these, we should not sell them out if we consider our own military security issues, weapons and armor, if we sell them indiscriminately, people will buy them and wear them and come back to beat us, then we won't lose!"

Zhang Quan was on it, with a smile on his face, he had been listening to his subordinates complaining silently, and solemnly introduced him to the market in this wasteland, for fear that Zhang Quan would give the wrong order as soon as he touched his head, so that the orcs of the entire base mountain tribe would suffer a big loss.

It took a long time before he finally spoke:

"Huh! It seems that everyone is very attentive and cares about the future of the tribe, which is very good, at least it means that the big guys are starting to adapt to your own work, I am very pleased. This tribe will expand in the future, and in the future, we will need everyone to improve their abilities, improve their initiative, and manage our big family well. ”

"As for the armor issue, I know what everyone is worried about, what about Garron, is concerned about the production capacity can't keep up, and Gess is worried that too much selling weapons and armor will arm the tribes around us, and eventually pose a threat to the safety of our tribe itself, right! That's what it means! ”

A few orcs nodded yes.

"Actually, the problem is easy to solve, and it is not a problem for me at all. Since I can get a lot of food, then I can definitely get a lot of weapons and armor, and the armor thing, the human weapon ban, can't control me at all.

The reason why I want to produce armor and weapons locally is to cultivate and improve the productivity of our tribe itself.

Garron, believe it or not, with the current production capacity of our tribe, I can make it grow hundreds of times and thousands of times in a short period of time, what does it take two or three months for a minotaur to make a pair of armor, as long as our machinery factory is successfully transformed, I guarantee that at least a few hundred pairs can be made in a month.

And the source of steel is by no means a problem, hundreds of thousands of catties, hehe, what is this, think about it, I can transport out tens of thousands of catties of iron ore every month, then I can also transport back tens of thousands of catties of smelted high-quality steel.

All of this is not a thing! When the time comes, we will make hundreds or thousands of armor every month, and pile them there like hills, and you say, what can we do if we don't sell them! ”

Zhang Quan's words made these orcs who listened dumbfounded, no one would have thought that here in Zhang Quan, armor production would be such a trick, hundreds of armors, piled up into a hill, heaven, is that still called armor, that is more than the starry wildebeest on the wasteland!

They couldn't have imagined that in the eyes of their ancestors, the armor that was as precious as the root of life would be so cheap in Zhang Quan's hands, and the cheap ones didn't look like things that could save their lives and rob them at all. They can't imagine that in fact, in the eyes of modern society, these tools that are crucial to people in the era of cold weapons are actually just consumer goods that will be eliminated at any time.

"As for the military focus, I think, in fact, it is better to do, whoever is good with us, we will sell weapons and armor to whomever we are, arm it, let it help us fight, whoever is not good with us, we will suppress it, not only will not sell it armor weapons, but also let our armed tribes attack and destroy it.

In this way, over time, who else do you think will not listen to us? ”

At this moment, Zhang Quan didn't know that in the eyes of his orcs, their serious human faces were like a demon with two horns on his head, no matter how he looked at it.