Chapter 320: Avenge Me (Page 1/1)

As the time entered August, reports on military training were sent one after another from various localities.

In the absence of foreign enemies, Bakaria's peasant transfer was carried out quite well.

After Martin kidnapped the metal master Jessica, he asked Jessica to help him make a large number of metal molds.

Only the mold is the most important core component of the assembly line production.

Fort Lorraine is now a mass production center for ordinary iron swords. Under the new blast furnace, a skilled craftsman can make thirty long swords at a time.

The iron sword produced is naturally not a fine product, and it is enough to deal with the Slinkas, orcs, goblins and so on who lack armor.

As for the well-armed Chaos Warriors, they were dealt with by the Foot Knights.

They use it, and they don't need to ask to know that it is a high-end product.

Martin's takedown of Ggent was an absolute miracle move. Now Gynt is the smelting center of almost the entire Bakaria. Because there's no other place with as many dwarven artisans as it does.

All the high-end steel swords in the country are produced here.

When the catastrophe comes, either they will fly separately, or they will break all kinds of bottom lines.

All the order races know that once they can't bear it, they will be finished together. Not only did the Dwarves of Axe Peak rarely collect Bakaria's forging fee first, but for the first time, humans were allowed to enter the Eight Peaks of Karas, their territory they considered forbidden.

Among the many races, the dwarven camp is very strong, except for the lack of cavalry, all kinds of heavy infantry and artillery dominate all races. The high-tech component is quite high, and there are even legendary helicopters, which, of course, seem to be a little shabby in quality. With a crash rate of 33.8%, a pitiful bomb load, and a high cost of more than 3,000 gold coins, Martin completely abandoned the idea of introducing a large-scale installation.

Or Pegasus Knight is more practical, the key is not to have money.

The dwarves don't want any cavalry, because the terrain such as Sharp Axe Peak and several surrounding ones is quite special. Because the Callas Mountains are largely hollow. The mountain tops are covered with snow all year round, and the terrain is so dangerous that even the most deadly goblins can't expect to pass through the summit.

To attack Sharp Axe Peak, it is necessary to pass through a hollow cave in the belly of the mountain. The caves, though wide, were only a kilometer wide for pedestrians, and at their narrowest point, a kilometer wide, was not actually enough for the army to spread.

It becomes a head-to-head showdown, or a war of attrition.

Dwarves were strong, and dwarven hoplites often carried steel armor at least one centimeter thick and alloy shields two centimeters thick. They formed a sturdy front in such a way that the scalp of any enemy of normal size who attacked head-on would have a numb scalp.

Unless it's a giant creature like a troll or a rat troll, it's hard to please the infantry of any clan against the dwarves' infantry line.

However, in addition to the sea of rat people, there are also a lot of special types of troops, such as gas rats that throw gas bombs, fork rats who carry specially designed long forks that can fork and drag dwarves out of the infantry line and kill them, or rat trolls who play with flamethrowers.

The Morse clan did not attack, but the continuous intrusion and attacks still caused a lot of loss of life to the dwarves.

The most crucial cooperation with Axe Peak was that the dwarves agreed to help Bakaria train musketeers, and in return, Bakaria would send 3,000 men for Axe Peak to use and maintain this formation.

The dwarves were responsible for all the supplies of the 3,000 men.

The biggest difference between humans and dwarves is that humans have a large human population.

Compared with dwarves, who often live for three to five hundred years, humans who reach adulthood in 15 years are as many weeds as there are in the ground.

The funniest thing is that because of their height, the dwarven infantry and the human musketeers are naturally compatible. The tallest dwarves will not be taller than 1.60 meters, and the Bakarians are relatively tall, and even the average height of a peasant is 1.80 meters. The average height of a professional soldier is 1.9 meters.

This caused the dwarven infantry to stand in front of them in a line, and the human musketeers behind them would not shoot at the back of the dwarf's head without aiming their guns down.

This natural layered combination allows the dwarves to form a three-tiered combination of heavy infantry in the front, crossbowmen in the middle, and human musketeers in the back.

After trying it a few times, the effect is really good.

With a wave of his hand, Martin directly sent 15,000 men over, of which eighty percent were peasant soldiers, and the rest were Bakaria infantry led by foot knights.

The nezumi were constantly harassing, and he could be regarded as letting the Bakarians train their troops in battle.

On the naval side, the navy of Ullani and Nelson is constantly intercepting the Slinkas from the Northland Ice Sea. As diehards of Chaos, they maintain an interesting attacking rhythm. About 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers were sent every month to drive small boats to try to cross the Chaos Sea to cause trouble.

It's time for Bakaria's new navy to train.

On the Witch King's side, the boy seemed to have resigned himself to his fate. Martin sent a small group of dark elves back across the sea, and asked them to send him a set of women's clothes, plus a picture of Martin's submission to the Divine Beast drawn by Morath's own court painter.

In this world where women's clothing bosses are not rampant, whether it is giving women's clothes or playing a game of mythical beasts and grass mud horses, this is definitely a supreme insult to a male dark elf.

That's what Martin is trying to provoke him, and it's best to make him lose his mind and go on another crusade.

Now the situation is clear.

Chaos's offensive is slowing down, not because the forces are weakening, but because all the forces are being integrated and coming directly in waves. Anyway, it is limited to one year, either the order is completely destroyed, or the chaotic side plays GG in laughter.

Martin is not fake to accumulate strength, but at the same time, he also has to stop the opponent from holding back his big move.

It is impossible for Bakaria to cross the sea and go on an expedition, so he can only see if he can arouse the wrath of the witch king and deliver food to the east.

It turns out Martin is thinking too much.

The Witch King calmly accepted the 'gift', and instead threw two boatloads of pickled Dark Elf heads to the messenger for him to bring back.

At first, Martin didn't understand what was going on.

After calling Moras, the bewitching frozen age evil spirit suddenly trembled like chaff all over his body.

"Wow!ahh

Barbara, who was next to her, whispered to Martin the truth: "Those heads...... It's all Morath's cronies, some of which I know, presumably bright, and the rest are dark......"

Martin suddenly realized that it was time that the God of Pleasure had finished cultivating.

Morath suddenly looked back, the sluggishness, cloudiness and obedience in his eyes were gone, and what was left was a terrifying light, the hatred that seemed to burn, burning through the pupils of his eyes: "Martin Lorraine, if you will avenge me, I will give you what I really have." ”

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