It was already getting late, and Ryan simply ordered the team to go to the abandoned mine ahead and prepare to set up camp.

While the soldiers were busy setting up camp and the men had brought out pots and pans to prepare for cooking, Ryan had climbed the hill with Hervian and a small group of soldiers.

The captain of this squad is none other than Colin, the winner of the Medal of Bravery, who was fortunate enough to be chosen by Alan to protect Ryan, who only found such a familiar face halfway through.

The hill was not high, and with their constitution they quickly reached the top, and it had a large pit, typical of an open-pit iron mine, and the signs of destructive mining were evident.

Looking at some ore fragments scattered on the ground, Ryan chose a larger one to pick up, and found that it was very heavy to start with, and the color was a little reddish.

This kind of iron ore Lane knows, in the previous life called "hematite", is iron oxide, iron content is very high, is a very important iron ore, impurities are few, strong reduction, belongs to a relatively rare kind of iron ore.

Thinking of this, Ryan was even more angry, such a precious hematite, or an open-pit mine, was actually so ruined.

Raw materials are only worth a few dollars when sold, and if they are smelted into weapons or tools, how many times will the price have to be doubled?

"It's a pity that such a good mine is still alive and well, and even now there are people who come here to pick up scattered ores, and it is said that the tools made from these ores are very durable."

Hevian looked at the pit in front of him and said with some emotion.

"How much ore can be mined here every year?" Ryan gritted his teeth angrily, but he couldn't change anything.

"I haven't looked into it carefully, but I've heard that there can be a thousand pounds a year, which is better than nothing."

Thousands of pounds, or raw ore, that is to say, such a large open-pit mine can now only produce a few hundred pounds of pig iron a year, this amount of dogs shook their heads.

Ryan can't wait to dig up all the previous lords and whip their corpses!

"After all the iron ore is returned, all the iron ore will be intercepted, and no longer sold to the outside world."

Ryan glanced at the pit hatefully and threw his sleeves down the mountain, not wanting to look at this sad place again.

The first night was very peaceful, with nothing happening except the occasional roar of wild beasts, and the next morning Lane's party had just set off and a group of men left Dorman City under various covers.

The officers guarding the city gate took the advantage, and turned a blind eye to these things, and let the merchants' caravans out of the city without checking.

If he knew that there were people who wanted the life of the lord, I wonder if he would regret that he only took so many benefits?

Soon the people who had left the city met in a hidden place, and there were hundreds of them, a little uneven, but a lot of them.

After a brief communication and confirmation, they set off for the predetermined ambush spot......

Unaware of this, Ryan was heading in the direction of the Great Coal Mountain of the Canna Territory, which meant a lot to Ryan as the only mine in the realm that was still being mined in large quantities.

The smelting of ore is inseparable from the support of coal, and this large coal mountain is highly expected by Lane in the future.

The coal hill is actually smaller than the previous iron mines, and there is no summit, only a large pit, black coal mines scattered everywhere, and its rich reserves can be seen with the naked eye.

"It's really a treasure land, coal is a precious resource, it can't be mined so brutally, and it needs to be re-planned in the future."

Ryan looked at the mine in front of him happily, although he had explored the reserves, he could already guess that its reserves were very huge, and there would be a lot less expenditure on smelting ore in the future.

"My lord, over there is the Chelt Territory, and if your eyesight is good enough, you can even see the towering Chert Peak, which is the highest mountain today."

His words were naturally joking, although Chert Peak was high, it was still hundreds of miles away from there, and now it was foggy, and normal people could not see it.

But Ryan is not a normal person, a drop of source power drops, his eyes are suddenly shrouded in a layer of purple light, his vision suddenly changes qualitatively, through the faint mist, he vaguely sees the towering peak.

The snow dyes the upper part white, like a white pointed hat, and the surrounding clouds are so misty that you can't see the peak.

Ryan had never seen Mount Everest in his previous life, but he had a gut feeling that this Chert was only higher than Mount Everest!

"It's majestic." He couldn't help but mutter.

"What did you say?" Hevian asked with some curiosity.

"It's nothing, the three baronies around Canna, the Celt and the Barony of Bresse to the north, and we have suffered heavy losses, but we have saved Baron John to the east."

"This is inevitable, my lord, originally only part of the southern border borders the orc territory, and we are already a small group of orcs, and Baron John's territory is rarely threatened by orcs.

This time the orcs attacked in a big way, and if it wasn't for the wise and brave you who defeated the orcs, Baron John's territory would probably not be spared. Hevian replied respectfully.

In the face of so many orcs who can still fight and win, Hervian admires this lord very much in his heart, although the other party often says that it is the credit of the brave soldiers, but he knows that changing a lord will definitely not be able to do this step.

To be honest, Ryan is still a bit toothy when he mentions orcs now, and the original casualty ratio really hurts his heart.

In the current territory, in addition to squeezing sugar, building roads, and building cemeteries, Ryan has never stopped investing in the creation of ordnance.

The manufacturing cycle of armor is too long, and the number of craftsmen has not yet formed a scale, but the creation of weapons has been different.

Ryan no longer built a sword with more difficult craftsmanship and a single purpose, but designed a war knife based on the Tang Dynasty Tang knife, although it was far less than the Tang knife, but it was more practical in war than a one-handed sword.

It was only after the improvement that the troops were equipped on a large scale, and the large coal mountain at the foot of the mountain contributed to it, and the mountains of coal in the warehouse were contributed by it.

And the trebuchet has some eyebrows, thanks to the drawings drawn by Lane, the craftsman has gradually figured out the key points, and if it goes well, the trebuchet in Canna should be available next year.

In addition to this, Ryan also has a paper-making project on hold, papermaking is relatively simple, but the choice of time is important, and it needs to be made at a warmer time.

With so many projects going on at the same time, there are a few things that have always bothered Lane, one is the number of people, one is the number of artisans, and finally the mines.

Among them, iron ore and limestone ore are what Ryan urgently needs, and the subsequent development is inseparable from these two things, but the cost of purchase is too high.

He planned to send people to Dayun to find the ore veins after the beginning of spring.

"Where's your next destination?" After reading the coal mountain, Ryan didn't want to delay too much, the territory was very large, and there were still many places to see, and he didn't really come out to play or "fish".

It is necessary to understand the distribution of resources in the territory, as well as the topography, surrounding forces, and main crops.

These things can't be shown on the map, because they are so rudimentary, you still have to see them with your own eyes and walk with your feet to find out.

"Go back to your lordship, and if you go any further, you'll be close to the Demonic Beast Mountain Range, and I think you'll want to go there to see it."

Hevian pointed in one direction, where there were tall rolling mountains, where there was no end in sight, and the lush green of the mountains did not change because of the cold winter, but became more lush.

The cold wind blew through Ryan's sideburns, bringing up strands of blonde hair, and his eyes showed a hint of fascination in his eyes, the mountain range sheltered the entire southern realm in a way.

Because on the other side of the mountain is the vast Warcraft Forest, the Warcraft Forest, the paradise of Warcraft, and it is also a paradise for adventurers and mercenaries.

No one knew how many magical beasts there were in that forest, and even the most ambitious emperor would not dare to say anything to conquer it.

The Warcraft Mountain Range runs between Tistan and the Warcraft Forest, and the mountain range blocks a large number of Warcraft, otherwise the southern border at this moment would have already become the world of Warcraft.

"Let's go!"

Ryan pointed to the horsewhip in his hand, and when he got there, it was the end of the territory!

……

Somewhere in the Monster Forest at this moment, an agile and lithe figure was jumping between the tall canopies, and she was as fast as a small bird.

Behind her, several figures were chasing her in various ways, among them were knights, mages, and transcendents with great combat ability, each with a hint of panic on their faces, wishing that their father and mother would have two more legs.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

There was a slight trembling sound on the ground, and a huge figure ran with heavy steps, the stones were trampled into powder along the way, and the lower trees were also prostrate on the ground.

The shadow of the tree swayed, revealing its armor-covered body, an iron-clad brute bear, so large and terrifying that every roar felt like tearing eardrums.

It was now visibly in a state of extreme rage, its bell-like eyes turned red, its nose twitched a few times, and it let out a roar before chasing it in one direction......

Xiyue jumped on the canopy of the tree, looking back from time to time, the fierce momentum lingered behind her, and she couldn't shake it off.

She was a little angry, but she also knew that it would be useless, and after she left the city a few days ago, she joined up with the mercenaries she had recruited in the wilderness and entered the Demon Beast Mountain Range together.

Her goal is naturally not to provoke this big guy, but to find a ruin, or treasure!

In the forest before Ryan arrived, the orcs he encountered were actually looking for her traces, because she had inadvertently eavesdropped on an orc shaman and the evil god apostle and secret meeting.

And the news that the other party is talking about is about the ruins of the Warcraft Mountain Range.

As the bravest adventurer of the self-proclaimed elves, this kind of exploration of ruins and unearthing treasures will naturally not back down.

So there was the scene where she entered the Kannaar to look for mercenaries before, and the ruins themselves were not very dangerous, the danger was that it was in the Warcraft Mountain Range.

As soon as they found the entrance to the ruins, they set out on the run because they were confused by a ghost.

Someone actually remembered the cub of the iron-armored brute bear, which was a powerful demonic beast that had reached level four and was infinitely close to level five!

Even if they were in a weak state that had just finished giving birth, it was not something that their group could easily solve, not to mention that Xiyue, who was the strongest, had also lost the weapon in her hand.

The Iron Bear is unusually brutal and vendetta, and although the transcendent who stole its cubs has been swallowed by it as a snack, it is still angry and wants to kill them all, and several people have been killed along the way.

"Whew...... Roar ......"

An earth-shattering roar was heard, and the ground began to shake slightly, and an earthy yellow circle of light appeared. Xiyue was startled and found that the ground below had turned into a texture similar to quicksand, and the remaining few members of the team were all deeply trapped in it, and their speed was greatly hindered.

The huge body of the iron-armored brute bear also gradually revealed its figure, and the fierce momentum swept over the sky, making their bodies stiffen suddenly.

Xiyue was the least affected and could have continued to escape, but as a brave adventurer, she couldn't leave her companions to escape alone.

She jumped down from the canopy, a layer of magic film attached to her body, resisting the "quicksand" under her feet, comparable to the innate magic of a fifth-level magical beast, making it a little difficult for her to resist.

Looking at the ironclad brute bear that was gradually approaching, Xiyue tried to communicate with it to clear up the misunderstanding, after all, she and the others were all killed by her pig teammates.

"I know you're angry right now, but please believe that it's a misunderstanding."

She is not speaking the continental lingua franca nor the elven language, but a method similar to psychic communication, one of the racial talents of the elven race, which can "communicate" with animals.

The ironclad brute bear was obviously stunned at first, and then realized that it was the little dot in front of him who was "talking" to himself, this way of communication he had never experienced, and he hadn't reacted for a while.

"Roaring ......"

So it replied to Xiyue with a disdainful look, the demonic beast has reached such a level height, and its wisdom has long been no different from that of ordinary humans, and it can naturally understand what Xiyue said.

But in its eyes, it doesn't matter if they are mistaken or not, they are just their own snacks, and if they are replaced by a stronger person to talk to it, it may think about it.

This roar shook the mountains and forests, and the surrounding birds and even low-level demonic beasts began to flee one after another.

"No way, fight, brave adventurers!"

Xiyue's toes were like dragonflies dotting on the "quicksand", and two daggers appeared in the palm of her hand, rushing towards the behemoth in front of her.

As long as it interferes with it, the innate magic will be interrupted, and when the time comes, a few people will cooperate, and maybe there will be a chance to repel it.

It's just that what Xiyue didn't expect was that the moment they were released from their confinement, they didn't choose to fight, but became cowards who escaped!

In the end, leaving Xiyue alone to face the iron-armored brute bear, she knew that she was naïve, and she actually thought that adventurers were synonymous with bravery......