Recruiting the required coal resources, Ronan has arranged for his men to be mobilized to Blackstone City.

During this time, a large amount of coal mined from the coal mine in Winter Wolf Village was transported by truck to the warehouse area outside the town, where a considerable amount has been piled up.

Other than that, it's about the recruitment of soldiers in Blackstone City.

200 soldiers are easy to solve, the key is that two knights are needed.

Due to previous vampire attacks, only Rudolph, the commander of the city defenses, is currently a knight in Blackstone City.

And as the manager of the city defense army, it is impossible for Ronan to let him run to the war.

Regarding the two knights, he had other arrangements, which could just be used to spread the Holy Blood parasite in his hands.

"My lord, this is a garment made according to your request."

In the town council chamber, Ronan receives a new guest, a middle-aged woman in a tight-fitting robe.

The other party is a professional tailor he found from Black Rock City, and he currently has a tailor shop in the town of Coldwind Collar, teaching many apprentices.

Ronan took the coat she handed her, small and delicate.

The lining, collar and skirt are padded with cashmere, and the overall material is woven from a smooth and supple white silk.

Stripping off his wide black robe, Ronan slipped on his white tunic over his body.

Despite looking very thin, the warmth is much better than expected.

Even when he opened the window and faced the cold wind, Ronan didn't feel much coolness.

"Very well, I need you to continue to make this kind of clothing for me, as requested." He looked at the coat in his hand with satisfaction.

But the seamstress looked embarrassed, "My lord, I have a problem with this kind of clothing that I need to report to you." ”

At Ronan's motion, she explained:

"This special kind of warm clothing requires the use of an extremely precious spider silk, which is produced in the depths of the permafrost, and is said to have been traded with the barbarians in the permafrost before it was passed on to Blackstone City."

"However, two months ago, this spider silk material never appeared in the Black Rock City market again, and this dress in your hand is already made by me from the last spider silk."

The seamstress was in a difficult situation, and without the materials she could not continue to make this miraculous garment that was both light and thin, and could keep out the cold.

"The special spider silk produced in the frozen soil, the trade of the barbarian savages, it can't be the savages of the Winter Wolf Village, right?"

Ronan touched the coat in his hand and couldn't help but guess in his heart.

Judging by the time, two months ago, it happened to be after he defeated the captives of the group of barbarian savages who came to attack.

Considering that there are special talents who know the royal Chinese language among the other party, Ronan is almost certain that it is them.

That's a bit of luck.

"I'll find a way to solve the problem of spider silk, you just need to make the clothes according to my design drawings when the time comes."

"Yes, my lord!" The seamstress was glad to hear that he could solve it.

The reward paid by the lord in front of him is not low.

In addition, special spider silk is the most precious material in Black Rock City, and it can be used to make all kinds of clothes, which is a symbol of honor and status for a tailor, and can greatly enhance the status of the industry.

Putting on his black robe again, Ronan left the council chamber and made his way to the northern outer part of town.

This is a closed area where the army is stationed and equipment is studied, and outsiders have no right to enter.

In the distant kiln, there are many craftsmen who are researching and designing the blast furnace in the direction of the drawings he roughly described.

Trying to dramatically increase the capacity and performance from iron ore to finished steel.

Instead of bothering them, Ronan came to the barracks and called out Ed and the twenty knights who were training.

"Bring your weapons and come out with me."

Hearing his words, both Ed and the other knights had excited looks in their eyes.

After a long period of training, they can feel that they are becoming more and more proficient in their control of power, but unfortunately they can never find a suitable opponent.

In the end, the drills of each other in the army cannot be compared with actual combat.

Coming to an idle steam truck, Ronan gets into the passenger seat.

Then enlarge the cab for a lap and put Ed in the driver's seat.

The other twenty knights came to the open car behind the truck and took their positions.

"Big brother, where are we going?"

Before Ronan could speak, Ed couldn't wait to pull the horsepower to the maximum and let the magically activated steam engine roar.

The perfect material of the superalloy keeps the rapidly rising steam pressure firmly in the piston.

"Winter Wolf Village, go there and pick up the wild man who took refuge in us."

Ronan leaned back in his seat, feeling the warm touch behind him as the heat of the steam emanated.

On the snow-covered frozen soil, a truck full of people began to run wildly, sweeping away the snow and rocks along the way.

The tonnage of the body caused the wheels to crush the frozen ground, leaving a dented rut mark that was quickly covered in snow and ice.

After half an hour of wild running, Winter Wolf Village appeared in front of Ronan's eyes.

It is different from the deserted village that was close to abandonment.

With the arrival of the barbarian savages, and the emergence of trading centers developed by coal mines.

Many residents of the town have also seen opportunities.

They began to come here to trade with the wild people, which further promoted the development of the village.

Nowadays, Wang Chinese has become the most important knowledge for these savages.

After completing the mining work, many motivated savages began to pay money from the inhabitants to learn the language.

Because only by being able to communicate can they get the opportunity to change their fate.

The original barbarian messenger, the village leader who knew the royal Chinese language, was the best example.

Now as one of the managers of Winter Wolf Village, he has a warm big house and endless delicious food.

The daily life is something that no other savage could ever dream of.

"My lord, it is an honor for me to come to Winter Wolf Village in my life! Your arrival has deprived the sun of its brilliance! ”

After Ronan got out of the car, a man in a colorful robe hurriedly ran over, bowed his head and took an extremely humble attitude.

"Speak well." Ronan looked speechlessly at his fancy dress.

The other party was the barbarian messenger who had taken refuge in him.

Half Kingdomman blood, Changxiang is more like a Kingdomman than a wildling.

At that time, he was still speaking intermittently and slurred.

The attitude is also very reserved, but it is to ensure the safety of the same clan before choosing to surrender.

Now it's so much more so that there's no trace of a savage at all.

"Yes, sir!" Mumutul straightened up in fright, waiting for his question.

"Do you know about a white spider silk in the permafrost? It can be used to make clothes to protect against the cold, and the tribe should have traded with the people of the kingdom before. ”

"You should be talking about the silk of the Chill Spider tribe, who raised a group of Chill Spiders who can spit out white silk threads that resist the cold."

Mumutur explained, "In the past, when my father was the leader of our Frostwolf Tribe, he traded a part of the Divine Silk with them, and later sold it to the merchants of Black Rock City. ”

"The living area of the Spider tribe is just east of our tribe, but they often migrate, and I can't be sure where they are now."

Mumutul looked at Ronan cautiously, fearing that he would be angry that he didn't get useful information.

Ronan didn't care, after this period of crow searching, he had already found the location of several barbarian tribes.

Among them is the Chill Spider tribe he described.

"What did you exchange with each other?" Ronan then asked.

"With the steel weapons my father got from the merchants of Blackstone, salt, dry bread, etc."

Ronan nodded, motioning for him to get into the back carriage.

"Ed, drive."

(End of chapter)