Chapter 119: The Mermaid (Medium)
It sounds like the dwarven king of Sharp Axe Peak is very stingy, and he lent people to Martin, but it was still for a limited time.
Just look at the knights around Martin who were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths to know how big the dwarven king's gift was.
These dwarves are not consumables for the big soldiers, on the contrary, they are the most valuable treasures of the dwarves.
Of the 120 people, 40 read as miners, writing mining experts. The west of Lorrainburg is full of mountains, and according to Borg, as long as Martin takes Ggent, then as long as there is one or two iron ore in this mountainous area, the dwarves can help Martin find and dig it out.
There must be treasures in the mountains, at least iron ore, as can be seen from the crude iron weapons in the hands of the Ggent orcs. You know, many of the beastman clans that roam aimlessly in the wasteland still use weapons such as stone axes and stone hammers.
The remaining 80 were dwarven craftsmen and blacksmiths.
Needless to say, the dwarves' casting skills are known to be the best in the whole continent, and the hardest armor and sharpest weapons are all from their hands. Except for the legendary magic weapons and equipment made by the High Elves, no one can be taller than them.
In addition, they mastered the technology of mass-producing crossbows. They are also willing to transfer it to Martin unconditionally, after all, they were the ones who gave the crossbow manufacturing process to the Rick Empire as a small gift.
By the way, these dwarves are very capable of fighting. As the elite selected by the Axe King, one of these guys can be worth three swordsmen in the Martin Swordsman Regiment. Only official knights can fight against it.
With these dwarves, Martin's armament troubles were simply swept away.
"We don't need to be paid, we only work eight hours a day, not even a minute. Of course, it's not impossible to work overtime, and we must be given a recognized wine. Well, you know, although the hellish place of Sharp Axe Peak has our favorite ore, there is too little food, and Your Majesty won't give us food to make wine. Borg said.
Free labor, which is simply a good thing that you can't find with a lantern.
Of course, this is a favor for Barney, on the other hand, it is also because the dwarves have a long lifespan, and it doesn't matter. The average dwarf can live between 500 and 800 years. It is not uncommon to live for thousands of years. He became an adult at the age of 50 and fell into a period of rapid aging for the last 50 years.
They are very good, even if they survive until Martin dies of old age, it will only be a hundred years. It is very cost-effective to work for 120 craftsmen for decades in exchange for the life of their own baby.
This is the typical difference in race, different way of thinking.
In contrast, the Wood Elves brought in the ranged troops that Martin lacked the most.
A 20-man Wood Elf marksman can easily shoot an enemy in the throat within 200 meters with an arrow. The archers led by them form a standard team of 100 men, and can easily overturn 1000 Bakaria scum archers on the battlefield.
Neither range, rate of fire, accuracy, nor staying power are in the same world.
An ordinary human archer pulls his bow with all his might, and his arm is weak with a maximum of 10 arrows.
Wood Elf archers can pull 30 times without panting, the only trouble is that the long arrows for wood elves are too long, nearly 1 meter long, which limits the number of arrows they can carry.
Assis emphasized that jungle warfare is the best place to exert its power, and in Martin's view, defensive warfare with cover and supplies may be the place to use its combat power to the limit.
Outside of the team of 100 archers, the rest are druids.
Not much, only 20 people, but this is the first time that Lorraine Fort has joined the Fa Master in an organized manner.
Admittedly, this is also a great gift.
"According to the king's command, I and my people will swear allegiance to Martin Lorraine and your descendants for a hundred years, until the end of time or all of them will be killed. Until we complete the quest, we will be considered exiles of the Wood Elves. ”
Hearing Ascis's words, Martin's cheeks twitched.
Compared to the enthusiasm of the dwarves, and the infinite possibilities that follow. The group of autistic elves of the wood elves is not only cold, this is clearly a one-time payment, and then they break off and have no communication.
Seeing that the wood elves were all a stinky face that Martin owed them 100 million, Martin knew how unhappy they were.
Alas, the brain circuits are different, and it is very difficult for me to do it!
Martin sighed, "Well, I kind of understand your thoughts. In this case, I will set aside an area south of the new Lorrainburg for you to rest, and no Lorrainburger will come in and disturb you. Although it will be surrounded by walls in the future, inside you will love to plant trees, and you will love to raise tigers and lions. You are also responsible for the defense of that area. ”
Assis and the few sharpshooters who came with him were stunned, and although they still wanted to maintain that stinking cold face, the look of surprise in their eyes betrayed them.
The Wood Elves, who regard human civilization as a hellish mode, may have imagined for a hundred years in the world of damn bricks.
It's a big surprise to hear that Martin respects their way of life now.
As if he wanted to maintain his cold momentum, Asis was finally discouraged.
The people in front of them, and even their descendants, will be their masters for the next hundred years.
Blind confrontation, is it interesting?
Isn't it good to be alive?
Thinking back to what his little princess had said about Martin, Assis began to understand why this seemingly ordinary human nobleman in front of him was able to fight his way through a place like the Blood Arena.
In the end, Assis still bowed slightly: "I am grateful." ”
The arrival of the dwarves and elves put the final piece of the puzzle on Martin's Lorrainburg development plan.
Time passed day by day, and spring began in a blink of an eye.
On March 3, the snow and ice had already melted, and the slight spring rain made the ground a little muddy, which was not conducive to transportation. Martin had instructed Jaime in Kout City early to loot almost the entire Bakaria ship.
A large new wharf was built on the north shore of Old Lorrainburg.
Thick wooden stakes are driven deep into the sand, allowing the 50-meter-long and 10-meter-wide wooden pier to stretch into the deep water.
According to Martin's vision, a large-scale integrated terminal for inland waterway to sea will be built here in the future.
Of course, the main attraction is the shipyard built next to the new marina.
Anyone who doesn't have to be blind can see the behemoth being refurbished on the shore.
The Bakaria navy was weak, and it was not seen in centuries that a ship of this size had been seen. This giant with an iron hull is, in Martin's eyes, nothing more than that, nothing more than a Spanish galleon-level thing, not even a large Galen galleon.
But in the eyes of the people, this is a miracle!