Chapter 20: The Turning Point

Relying on the fishing cattle to rely on the strong hand of more than 3,000 new and old lords finally survived the difficult winter, no one starved to death, a few simple words for the natives of the Black Stone Great Wasteland This is a miracle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

In previous winters, as long as the tribe's food was insufficient, the old orcs would leave the tribe alone and freeze to death in the heavy snow and cold wind, just to save a little food for the young orcs and give the tribe more hope to continue.

But because of this, the tribe that only left the young people has lost all kinds of inheritance, become more and more ignorant, make more and more rudimentary tools, and live more and more difficult.

For the first time, dozens of small tribes that submitted to Niu Dali did not starve to death in winter, and when the bitter cold wind no longer blew in the wilderness and the thick snow began to melt, countless orcs prostrated at Niu Dali's feet, and several old orcs kissed the soil under the feet of the old ox, paying the highest respect to the lord Modo Knight Lord, and at the same time offering an oath of eternal allegiance.

It's no better than accepting a little brother in the previous life, not only to give money and food to the girl, but also to throw a bone that they can see in front of the little brother to inspire them.

As long as you let the orcs live in the Blackstone Wilderness, you can make them follow you with all their hearts, and gaining the loyalty of the orcs is actually that simple.

Spring has finally arrived, counting the time for the long-legged chick Nya to go back and forth, if she goes back, she will have to go through the entire Black Stone Wasteland, enter the Roland Empire at the border with the Orc Empire, and then pass through several provinces of the Roland Empire, and reach the final destination, Haksa Fort, the capital of the Roland Empire, a long journey of thousands of miles It will take more than two months.

Coupled with the time for the little girl Neya to deal with family affairs and the time for the return trip, that is to say, it will take about six months, and now more than four months have passed, and you can see Neya in more than a month.

The cold wind in early spring can't extinguish the flame in the heart of the old cow, the cow who has never lacked a woman in his previous life has been vegetarian for almost half a year, saying that the old cow himself doesn't believe it, but unfortunately the reality is so cruel, in this broken place where birds don't, the old cow who looks at the old man Modo is not interested, and the little fox spirit who is interested in the old cow can't get started......

Niu Dali, who was dissatisfied, decided to train this group of orcs who had worked hard for a winter, and it would be up to them to eat meat or drink soup in the future, and the long-prepared big steel plan was officially launched.

There were about 700 rabbits and fat-headed pig-headed pig-headed people, plus some old orcs, all of whom were assigned to farm, not only to plant oats and corn on all the land previously reclaimed by the kobolds, but also to reclaim more wasteland to meet the growing demand.

The 600-strong kobold laborers all went to dig coal and iron ore, the centaurs and sheep-headed people who ran fast all arranged for coal transportation and iron ore, and the gray dwarves of a little more than 100 led more than 200 minotaur apprentices to be responsible for steel smelting and forging.

The ogre will lead more than 100 orcs to cut wood, and Lord Modo's request to them is to increase the area of Borg Village by five times after the construction of the so-called steel base, a new wooden house and a new lord's mansion.

In the end, the women were left in charge of cooking and washing, and more than 200 children were all stuffed into the Bog Village Primary School in the new city, and the only teachers were Helena, the fox priestess, and the flint patriarch, who could write hundreds of continental lingua franca.

When the buns who should now be called Borg collar learned that their little cubs could actually read like the young master and young lady of the noble family, they simply didn't know what to use to express their gratitude to Lord Modo, the orcs who had been working hard were now as industrious as tireless animals.

As for the honorable lord Lord Modo, Niu Dali, with his rich experience in watching TV at the age of ten and busy with farm work since the age of five, has given himself the title of "technical guide".

The entire territory's steel, with the exception of cooking cauldrons and kitchen knives, and a few tree-chopping axes, was turned into mining hoes by the Grey Dwarves, and after the first ore and coal were dug up, the first steelmaking finally began.

The iron-making furnace more than 6 meters high is built on a flat rock by the Doma River, with a large belly and a slender roof that looks like a magnified vase.

Dozens of frames of iron ore and charcoal were mixed and poured into the top of the furnace, and with a wave of his hand, the torch in Taburi's hand was thrown into the iron-making furnace and began to ignite, and at the same time, the coal in the air preheating chamber at the bottom of the furnace was also ignited, and the four strong minotaur blacksmith apprentices began to pull the bellows to blow wind into the iron-making furnace.

A morning passed, and the gray dwarf Tabry was pleasantly surprised to find that using the original method, it took a day or two to boil the molten iron, and it only took half a day to do it, and at the signal of the old cow, he hurriedly opened the movable valve of the iron-making furnace.

The red molten iron flowed through the well-built channel into the iron furnace on the side, and the two minotaurs took iron rods to carefully pick the slag aside and cleaned it out.

The iron stove is like a huge tea bowl, but the surrounding walls are made hollow, the bottom of the tea bowl is the same as the burning coal, several minotaurs use bellows to blow the wind in, a minotaur wearing only a pair of shorts, standing by the iron stove with an iron rod to stir vigorously, sweat in the early spring is still very cold weather.

Slowly, the red molten iron became thicker and thicker, and finally formed a lovely large pudding appearance, the gray dwarves who had been waiting for a long time, commanded the minotaur apprentices to hold large tongs, and clamped dozens of pounds of large pudding to the forging furnace on the side, more than a dozen forging furnaces were neatly lined up, and the gray dwarf blacksmith wielded a sledgehammer and beat it vigorously.

"The god of the Titans is above, and I swear in my grandfather's name that this is definitely a piece of excellent steel for making weapons. Before he could strike a few times, Taburi's father, the old gray dwarf old man Pluto, cried out loudly, and the sledgehammer in his hand thrashed rapidly, and soon the steel ball was broken into a thin piece.

After the steel plate burned red on the nearby stove, Pluto skillfully hammered it in the middle of the iron sheet a few times, then folded the iron sheet, and continued to beat it, and so on until about twenty times later, the steel ball was beaten into the shape of a two-handed heavy sword.

The two-handed heavy sword was thrown into the bucket, and a huge mist came out, and the old Pluto, who was tired of being like a dog, held the two-handed sword in front of Niu Dali.

The appearance of a very ordinary two-handed heavy sword, although it has not yet opened, but the faint cloud patterns on the sword body and the faint cold air that exudes it all show that this is a rare boutique.

Flicking the sword body and making a crisp sound, Niu Dali couldn't help but say: "Good sword, rare good sword." ”

When I looked up, I found that it was late at night, and the steel base was full of pine oil torches, and the black crowd gathered around the base, but no one from adults or children made a sound.

"Master Modo, under your guidance, we actually refined 2,000 catties of fine steel and 5,000 catties of ordinary steel in one day. "Excited can't be his own kobold village chief Hogan, the current logistics manager respectfully reported to the cow, in the Fila continent, the iron material that was only called wrought iron in the previous life is also considered steel here.

You must know that in the orc empire, where steel is scarce, steel and grain are the hard currency traded between tribes, a kitchen knife and an iron pot are as precious as family heirlooms, passed down from generation to generation, not to mention precious armor and weapons, a set of fine steel armor in the most extravagant dreams of ordinary orcs.

The old cow finally let go of the heart that had been hanging in his heart, and the enlarged version of the old blacksmith's earth-made steelmaking furnace in his previous life came in handy, and the effect was not bad, so he remembered that he didn't even eat dinner.

He shouted to the crowd: "From today on, as long as you are loyal to my master Moduo, the master will ensure that he eats and drinks spicy food every day, and there is no limit to drinks tonight, and he will not return if he is not drunk." ”

The cheers came and went in the crowd, and everyone didn't notice that in front of the stacked steel ingots, the fox priestess who always had a calm and breezy face was now sluggish, but her heart was overturned, and the earth buns of such a good steel Borg collar didn't know its importance, but as the wisest elite group of the Orc Empire, she understood.

Helena remembered what the High Priestess had told her before she set out from Black Rock City, that the fate of the Orc Empire might indeed be turned by this handsome little gnome.