Captain Rodman arrived at the mountain dwarf tribe in the early hours of the morning, and with the help of the lights lit by the dwarves working overtime below, he finally returned to the surface without danger.

Under the leadership of the dwarven leader, Captain Rodman met the remaining Patriarch Calais for the first time, and after explaining his intentions, the well-dressed Patriarch Calais sat in Captain Rodman's airship.

Because of the experience of coming, Captain Rodman arranged the old patriarch into the cabin at the lowest level, and told the sleepy old patriarch to sleep for a few hours, and everyone to speed up the airship again, maybe they could catch the breakfast time of the sunset Grand Canyon.

The patriarch of Calais was already sleepy, but after all, he was old, and after arriving at the place tomorrow, there must be something big waiting for him. After signaling Captain Rodman to drive carefully and not to speed at the red light, he lay down in the improvised hammock on the bulkhead and fell asleep in a daze.

Just in the depths of the valley where the airship flew, the transport army, which had only rested for three hours, sounded the horn of departure again. The sleepy-eyed dwarves got up from the slopes on both sides of the road again, muffled their bags of supplies, followed in the footsteps of their companions in front of them, and continued on the road of delivery.

The lit torches shone on the big fluffy faces, looking so strange and glazed. But everyone knows that if the goods are delivered on time, their wives and children will not be hungry in the future, and the head of the regiment said that there will be endless food to be delivered to their tribe in the near future.

Captain Rodman, who was nervously directing the airship to fly, if he turned back at this time, he would definitely find that the long dragon that was gradually lighting up below the tail was heading to the same destination as himself.

"Patriarch!"

"What's wrong?"

"I just saw something flying in the sky with lights on!"

"What about that!"

"Fly ahead of us!"

In this way, the captain's airship only went back yesterday afternoon, and it was definitely not the captain's ship that flew over with the lights on at this time.

"Rob, inform the security department that there are no musketeers carrying supplies, put me on alert, and find that unrelated personnel will fire first!"

"I'll give you the order!"

Captain Rodman didn't know how much trouble he had planned for the already struggling transport team. At this moment, the captain, who had not closed his eyes all night, finally saw the terminal of this midnight run, the camp of the Grand Canyon of Sunset.

The airship landed on the airship's special docking ground in a very arrogant posture, and from a long distance he saw the regimental leader hurrying here.

As soon as the door opened, the figure of the Calais patriarch was revealed. After a bumpy ride, the old man's spirit is not bad now, and it seems that he can still have the strength to cut someone.

"Oh, why are you here from the Calais Patriarch!" Lin He was dumbfounded, he asked Rodman to invite MiG, why did it come from Calais, the old man, could it be that the MiG patriarch was killed.

"MiG, he came here with a convoy last night. When Rodman arrived at night, it was too late to call him back. I'm afraid of delays, so I'll come over first and see if I can help, can't I? After talking all the way, he didn't have his own tomahawk crutches, so he had to accept the support of the head of the regiment.

Invite the Calais patriarch to his conference room, and Lin He didn't talk nonsense. Directly only a few Stave guys put the army-standard sabers, spears, bows and arrows in front of the old patriarch.

"The Captain wants to entrust us Dwarves with these weapons?" Picked up a long knife from the table, pulled it open, looked at it, and threw it back on the table. As for the spears and bows and arrows, the old patriarch's disdainful eyes flashed, and in the territory of the human race, he still had to give the master some face.

"Yes, we want to entrust the Dwarven Iron and Steel Group to build a batch of imperial ordnance!" Lin He saw all this in his eyes, and he had a little more confidence in this batch of tasks.

"How much!"

"Ah, this time I need 10,000 long knives, 5,000 spears, 5,000 longbows and 100,000 arrows. With the addition of other materials worth 1 million gold coins, the group can allocate 300,000 pieces in proportion! ”

"How long is the delivery!"

"A month!"

"Is the quality standard the same as the samples on the table?"

"Yes!"

"It's a little difficult!"

"Ah, the old patriarch doesn't know what the difficulties are, come out and see if we have a way to solve it?"

"The quality of this batch of sample weapons is far lower than the quality of the weapons built by our dwarves, I wonder if it will affect the delivery of the regiment commander's side?"

Lin He wants to strangle this old man!

What's the situation? This is an imperial ordnance! The standard of building has always been very high, even in Lin He's eyes, it has always been a very good existence.

And now, some people even say that the quality of this batch of equipment is not good? Is this guy kidding me? Although I know that the dwarves' skills are good, I have also come into contact with the weapons made by the dwarves.

"Commander, the weapons that our dwarves provide to you here are all made of leftovers, and the best things are generally not sold out!" Perhaps seeing the doubts of the group leader, the old dwarf hurriedly explained.

Well, who said that people in the mountains are stupid!

"Build now, I'm afraid it's too late, I suggest that you can borrow it directly from our dwarven soldiers, the longbow is a bit troublesome, we are used to using the hand * crossbow, you need to communicate with the elves about this!" After all, the old dwarf is the patriarch, and after a little thought, he thought of a workaround.

The guy in the hands of the mountain dwarves, Lin He is clear, why didn't he think of this method just now?

Take the dwarven spear as an example, the standard spear on the human side is four meters long, with a wooden handle and a half-meter long pure iron head.

In the hands of the dwarves, it is an all-steel, five-meter-long bayonet spear, whose attack power far exceeds that of ordinary iron spear heads. The impact power actually used is even more advanced than that of the cavalry guns used by human cavalry.

Not to mention long knives, because of the limitations of materials, the long knives used by human soldiers are produced by the steel clamping process, and the toughness, sharpness, etc. of the finished product are very defective.

Unlike the long knives of the human army, the dwarves use a slightly amplitude, more ergonomic all-steel long knife. With the unique quenching process, its sharpness and toughness of the blade are beyond the reach of the former.

In fact, the weapons used by the high-ranking generals of the imperial military are basically passed down from the dwarves, and they are often expensive.

"Cohen! You borrow a few long knives and bayonets from the old patriarch, and rush back to the mercenary guild now, and ask if you can supply them according to the standards here! ”