The next morning, after Luo Lin woke up from meditation, the first thing he did was to go to the blacksmith shop to check the progress. The blacksmith shop has been making weapons 24 hours a day for the past few days, and this attitude has made Rollin very satisfied.

In this war, if there is any army on Rollin's side that is superior to the baron, it is these sophisticated weapons.

The performance of a sophisticated weapon is far superior to that of ordinary weapons. The sharpness of the fine-level weapons is second only to magic weapons. Magic weapons, whether in the armies of Lorraine or the Baron, could not be assembled on a large scale. Even if it is a sophisticated weapon, in the baron's army, only captain-level characters can have it.

For Rollin, every more number of fine-tier weapons there is, the odds of victory are slightly higher.

After Rollin came to the blacksmith shop, he did not see Johnson the blacksmith, and the interim person in charge said that Johnson the blacksmith had been working for 35 hours in a row, and he couldn't stand the fatigue and had to take a break.

However, Rollin met Johnson's son, a tall, short-haired man standing on his head like a steel needle, who was hammering a longsword weapon.

Rollin waited for a while before he put down his work and came to Rollin.

He was obviously very interested in Rollin, and stared at Rollin's face for a long time before saying, "You are the lord here, Rollin Tuléfer!"

"What a faux pas, little Butler!" the person in charge next to him listened to his tone and immediately reprimanded him dissatisfiedly.

Rollin waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care. He nodded and said, "That's right." I am Lorin Tullefeld. ”

"Hello! My name is Forturu Butlers!" said Forturu with a smile as he stroked his hair like a steel needle.

"I've heard your name. Rollin nodded.

"Yes!" said Forturu, a little surprised.

"Your father has spoken of you, and he has said that you are very gifted, and that you will surely become a good blacksmith in the future. Rollin smiled.

"I see, actually, I don't know if I'm happy or disappointed?" said Forturu with a sigh.

"Why do you say that?" asked Rollin, curiously.

"Because I don't like iron! it's boring!" said Forturu, shaking his head.

"And what do you like?" asked Rollin.

"I love fighting! I love war!Lord Lord, are you going to fight with so many sophisticated weapons this time?" asked Forturu with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Yes. It's a war with a baron. Rollin didn't avoid the topic and said in affirmation.

"My lord, I look forward to this war, and I look forward to your victory!" Forturu's eyes were filled with a fervent adoration, not simply the worship of Rollin, but the worship of war.

It's such a weird guy. Rollin said so in his heart, he nodded and said, "I will win." ”

"My lord, I don't know, can you let me participate in this war?!" Forturu asked excitedly.

"No, you can't. Rollin shook his head.

"Why?" asked Forturu, somewhat incomprehensibly.

"Of course, because you haven't received systematic training, if you really want to join the army, you can participate in the training and selection after this war, and if you succeed in standing out, you can successfully join my army!" Rollin explained.

"I see!" Forturu nodded, and then said, "I will participate! I will definitely become a qualified soldier! If my father refuses to let me join the army, I will say, you agree!"

Luo Lin said with some amusement: "If you are eliminated, give me an honest back to strike iron." ”

"I'm going to make it!" said Forturu confidently.

"I hope so, by the way, how is the progress of my weapon?" Rollin asked.

"We've managed to forge 53 fine-class weapons. When the deadline comes, at least 70 fine-grade weapons can be forged. Forturu said without thinking.

"Good. Listening to the good news, Rollin's face showed some joy.

Before the baron sent out his army, he made his own voice, which was nothing more than a condemnation of Rollin cutting off the ears of his envoys, wanting to completely favor public opinion in his favor and let everyone understand that this was not bullying, but Rollin himself seeking death.

Rollin also raised his voice, refusing to bear the condemnation of cutting off the ears of his envoys, but as a nobleman, he was merciful enough to pay compensation according to the price of pig's ears in the market.

It is said that after hearing Rollin's voice, the baron smashed an antique vase, and it was not known whether it was real or fake.

Soon, however, the baron sent his troops. This war has officially begun.

Rollin's preparations were also completed, and he summoned Chuck and the two newly nominated captains to the council chamber to discuss.

As for how to conduct this war, both Chuck and the two captains were a little helpless.

To put it nicely, they have no experience in this area at all, and their first reaction to a strong enemy far beyond them is to surrender or escape.

To put it mildly, these people are all straw bales. Lack of a general's proper su zhì.

Rollin was disappointed by this, but from the very beginning, he was ready to play himself, even if he was a straw bag, as long as he was brave enough to carry out his orders.

"We can't be beaten passively. Luo Lin looked at the silent three, stood up, and said directly.

The three of them raised their heads and looked at Rollin in unison, waiting for the following.

Rollin pointed to the map and said, "My territory doesn't have any defenses, and there is no point in building it temporarily. So we're going to start an ambush before they come to our territory!"

Chuck and the three glanced at each other in some surprise, obviously a little surprised by Rollin's methods and spirit, and at the same time subconsciously held their breath, waiting for Rollin's next sentence. Every word of Rollin brought them an inexplicable sense of reassurance, like a lighthouse in a storm.

"The news has just arrived that the baron's army has departed. According to the time of contact, he should have been off for about 5 hours. At the marching speed of the Baron's army, he should reach the range of Sir Allen's domain. Rollin drew a large forward symbol on the map with his pen.

"They will march fast and want to settle the battle as quickly as possible, so they must try to get as close to my territory as possible, but they will not be able to come to my territory in a day. ”

Rollin continued to draw the distance, and said quickly: "So, on the way on, they will definitely rest, so where to rest is very important. ”

"Kantetu does not have a very good relationship with many nobles, and when he comes to my territory, he needs to pass through the territories of several nobles, and the nobles of these territories cannot let his army enter the town to rest. So, the army of Contetu had to choose only to rest in the field. ”

"Then the crucial question arises, where will the army of Kantetu rest?"

Rollin didn't expect to hear an answer, and he continued with his own questions.

"It's easy to guess the route of his march, calculate the speed, calculate the distance of the city, calculate the direction, and finally know where they will stop and rest for the night, and then prepare to attack and destroy our town tomorrow. ”

Luo Lin silently calculated, and finally used his pen to make a circle, and said: "Ninety percent probability, they will choose to settle down here to rest! ”

The three Chucks listened to Rollin's almost whimsical analysis, a little dumbfounded, looking at the location of the circle, and suddenly breathless, this is a small hill 25 kilometers away from them. If they were allowed to rest here for the night, then the next day, Baron Contetu's army, the president, would drive straight into and sweep through Rollin's territory.

Therefore, tonight's sniper battle is imperative.

Win or die.

This is the only hope.