He knew that the hot air balloon invented by Mr. was very powerful, and it could carry 5,000 catties of goods at a time, and with Ruan Ling buying a large amount of silk, he was producing hot air balloons day and night in the Tianyun sub-base.

Mr. also left more than a dozen drawings for the Tianyun base, Zhang Tan has seen it with his own eyes, many of which are new types of hot air balloons, and more of them are something called airships, which are seventy percent similar in appearance to hot air balloons, and the effect is said to be better.

But even so, the refined iron is different from other resources, it is too heavy, with the current rattan hanging blue on the hot air balloon, it can't withstand 5,000 catties of refined iron ingots.

Besides, it's not easy to buy such a thing as fine iron, and the amount that Mr. wants is very large. Taking a step back, even if someone is willing to sell, the quality is too poor, and the refined iron refined under the guidance of Mr. is much stronger than that of Da Chu.

"Sir, it's almost, stay some, this is Nanzhang, it's very difficult to transport fine iron here. An hour later, Zhang Tan couldn't hold back any longer, and stepped forward boldly and said.

"It's okay, Zhang Shenjiang can rest assured, we have a lot of fine iron. Renault was in a good mood and said with a smile.

"Cui Qing, call some people over and spread out these iron plates, be sure to dock them well, and try not to leave gaps. Renault beckoned Cui Qing and asked him to transfer a group of coolies.

The coolie camp was originally a slave camp, and Renault felt that the slave camp was not good, and the hint to the slaves was too strong, so he changed it to a coolie camp, although it was still not good, but the mood of the slaves was completely different. When he bought them, Renault promised that if they worked hard, they would be free in a few years.

This is not just lip service, after more than a year, these slaves have long felt Renault's kindness, although they are not yet free, but they are still receiving a monthly salary, which is an encouraging sign.

In these years, let alone a slave, even if it is an ordinary slave in the family, there is no monthly rule. The situation in Dachu is not good now, the family is accumulating strength, all the manpower and financial resources must be used where they are most needed, ordinary people can eat enough, that is already a very happy life, do you still want money?

With the efforts of thousands of people, before dark, iron plates had been laid on the surface of the car site, and the periphery was buried obliquely in the ground with sharpened wooden sticks, extending hundreds of meters from the convoy.

All the people working in the rainforest were also recovered, and the small camp was packed. Jing Lan looked at it and shook her head, such a camp is too dangerous, there is not the slightest strategic space, if it is really dangerous, I am afraid that it will be taken to the end.

But this is the forbidden land of death, thousands of miles of uninhabited, and he can't understand why Mr. would arrange it like this, will there really be enemies?

By the last glow, piles of bonfires were lit in the camp, a large number of torches were prepared, all the weapons were distributed, and even the musketeers and grenadiers had prepared grenades.

The jerky is mixed with a small amount of rice, cooking a pot of fragrant meat porridge, the convoy has not been so extravagant for a long time, and she is now in charge of the supply of the convoy, according to this way of eating, the remaining materials of the convoy will not be able to hold even half a month.

"Everyone, we have a great chance of being attacked tonight, are you afraid?" After eating the meat porridge, Renault stood on the roof of the RV and shouted loudly, now he is also a serious nine-rank peak martial artist, as well as the martial soul of the grandmaster, even if he doesn't use a megaphone, he can make everyone in the camp hear clearly.

"Don't be afraid. ”

"I'm afraid of hair. ”

Whether it was the Desert Legion, the Flowing Clouds, the Rainforest Relic, the Black Phoenix, or the Slaves, they all raised their wine bowls and responded loudly.

From the order sent by the gentleman, these people guessed that there would probably be a battle tonight. Leaders like Lan Yunxi and Mo Yu even guessed that it was likely that it was not humans who attacked the camp at night, and they were very curious about what kind of creatures would be bold enough to attack a team of nearly 10,000 people in this barren land that could be seen dozens of miles away at a glance.

"Very good, after eating well, according to the order set by General Jing Lan, take turns to rest, whether they will come tonight or not, tomorrow we will continue to work, in the next three or five days, it will be our most dangerous period. After saying that, Renault drank the sweet wine in the dry bowl, this was already the last batch of wine in the team, and Renault let go tonight and drank it all.

Zha Muhe was lying by the fire with a musket, and lying next to him was his companion Kuqi, this guy had a fishy smell of the sea, and it was said that he was originally a pirate, and after the defeat, he was resold several times, and finally was bought into the Shengong Temple in Huangshakou.

Kuchi was particularly excited today, not only because he had walked out of the cage-like rainforest, but also because his nose was particularly smart, as early as a hundred miles away, he could smell the smell of the sea, for Kuqi, the hard work of a slave could be bearable, but he could not see the sea, which made him miserable.

In addition, I drank some sweet wine tonight, and as the first batch of musketeers in the Shengong Temple, I was supposed to rest, but I couldn't sleep because I was so excited.

"I said Kuqi, don't toss, can you make people sleep for a while?" Sleeping in the other of Kuqi is the ghost soldier, the ghost soldier is obviously not a name, but a nickname, as for his original name, don't mention it. After entering the Shengong Temple, he had to learn to read and write in his free time, and he understood what his name meant, and he didn't know how much he resented his uneducated parents, so he actually gave him a name that was a dead man, and he called it for twenty years, which was really fatal.

The ghost soldiers came from Heifeng, among the first batch of musketeers, Heifeng's people accounted for a small half, which was Renault's welfare to Heifeng, and the rest were selected from Liuyun, Rainforest, and slaves, and the number of slaves was the least, not that Renault was differentiated, but among the slaves, there were too few warriors who met the requirements, and they couldn't pick them out if they wanted to.

There are naturally warriors among the slaves, but the warrior slaves are not only expensive, but also rare goods, and they may not be able to buy them if they have money.

Since the appearance of this weapon as a musket, there are too many people vying to be musketeers, according to Da Chu's habits, naturally whoever has the biggest fist can grab the musket, the production speed of the musket is too slow, until now, there are only three hundred shots, and most of the results have fallen into the hands of the Jiupin martial artists.

This can't be done, after Renault heard about it, he gave an order, those who are above the sixth rank of martial arts are not allowed to become musketeers, and the highest level of musketeers is five grades.

Just kidding, the number of high-grade martial artists is not much, and their combat power is much higher than that of musketeers, so isn't it a waste of resources to let nine-grade martial artists use muskets as weapons?

The ordinary soldiers of Da Chu are all strong, and their height of one meter eight is short, and they can't enter the elite army at all, just this physique, the recoil of carrying the musket is not too easy, why waste a small number of warriors?

The three in front of him, but from the nearly 100 fifth-grade martial artists, it was easy to grab them, and now there are only 300 musketeers, and they are the three team leaders.

"It doesn't taste right, it's a strange smell. Kutch couldn't sleep, so he sat up, holding his blackened musket, and sniffing like a dog.

"What's the smell, what's the smell?" Zamuhe and Kuqi got up and asked, the three of them had been training together for almost half a year, and naturally knew that Kuqi had a nose more than a dog, and he could smell bananas for miles away.

"I don't know, I've never smelled like this, it's a little seay like fish, rust like rotten ship nails, and there's an indescribable smell, a little stinky, and a little good......," Kutch said with his eyes closed, his nose twitching from time to time.

"Chutou, Kuqi said he smelled it. Zha Muhe ran to Chu Bugui's side and shouted, they are all old men from Liuyun, Chu Bugui is because he is a nine-rank martial artist, and he failed to become a musketeer in the end, Chu Bugui is unwilling, and finally grabbed a good position as the commander of the musketeer.

"What smell?" As a commander, Chu Bugui naturally knew the magic of Kuqi, and since he had him, the musketeers had never lacked fruit.

"I can't tell, it's not a good taste anyway, Chu Tou let everyone prepare. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the herald had already arrived, and Renault had already discovered it earlier than Couch, and when the ground was dug two miles away, and countless rough purple-skinned, wild monsters the size of wild hunting appeared on the ground, Renault had already conveyed the order.

Half of the manpower was mobilized, the other half continued to rest, and the God of Wealth camp was set in a state of high alert within a radius of 100 miles, up to 200 meters deep. If it weren't for the great interference of the scan, Renault would have been able to increase this depth tenfold.

The musketeers were moved to the front of the Forbidden Land, which was also the direction with the largest number of purple skins, and in addition to the three hundred musketeers, there were also five hundred scorpion crossbowmen.

Originally, Da Chu did not have a long-range weapon such as a scorpion crossbow, and among the individual bow and crossbow, the strongest was the big crossbow, which could shoot a hundred steps, and the effective range was actually only about fifty steps, after all, it was for individual soldiers, and the size could not be too big, and the power was naturally not strong.

The size of the scorpion crossbow is about the same as that of the infantry crossbow, but because it has a longer crossbow arm and a two-handed crank of the handle, it has twice the range of the infantry crossbow, and it is more powerful and less labor-saving.

In addition to individual crossbows, all armored ballistae have also been transferred here, each crossbow has two bed crossbows, this thing is more powerful than a musket, the disadvantage is naturally that it requires more manpower, the firing speed is slow, and skilled crossbowmen can only shoot two shots in three minutes.

A little farther away, there was an artillery position, ten shotguns lined up, already loaded, and the artillerymen were holding torches, just waiting for an order, ready to ignite and fire.

"Armored bed ballista, fire!" Chai Jun's voice came from afar, it was already midnight at this time, coupled with the influence of night blindness, dozens of steps away, it was impossible to see clearly, pure blind shooting.

'Whoosh ......' smashed the small hammer on the crossbow machine, and hundreds of javelin-like crossbow arrows were launched, this kind of crossbow arrows, the highest range can reach 1,000 steps, and within 500 steps, they all have extremely strong lethality, even if they are heavy shield iron armor, they can't block the bed crossbow blow.

'Zizi ......' came from a creepy cry in the distance, and it made people feel desperate to listen to it.