It’s a new day. This is already the fourth day since Neo and others left the migration team. A simple estimate shows that the Wind Team is still 80 kilometers behind the migration team.
Early in the morning, Neo met Maher who was feeding the horses.
"How much fodder is left?"
"Not counting today, it's been three days," said Maher, who was combing the horse with a brush.
"Well" Neo stepped forward and patted a horse's hindquarters, then noticed the horse's feces, and finally his eyes fell on the horse's legs. "Pay attention to the weather. If it's still as cold as it is now in the afternoon, give the horse some leggings."
"Tie up"
"good"
"Mach, are you not a Fury?"
His hand paused for a moment, then Maher continued to comb the horse. "No."
Neo smiled and said: "Don't worry, I don't plan to delve into your past. I only care about the present and the future." Neo looked at Maher, his expression became serious, "I came here to do a business with you.
Pay the goods first, and as for what to give in return, you can think about it yourself slowly."
As he spoke, Neo's right fingertips lit up with a new green light.
"The power of nature!?" Maher obviously still has some vision. He revealed the origin of Neo's technology in one sentence. Even Valentina couldn't do this.
"There are three hidden wounds that I can observe. If they are incorrect, please point them out." Neo said, first touching Mach's right arm, then his left leg, and finally his back. All three were touched by life.
The combined energy consumption of the spells is a little more than that of a wave of life, and the consumption of mental power is almost double.
In less than 2 minutes, the treatment was over. Neo stopped fussing and turned around to walk towards the blacksmith shop.
"It's not like you're leading a guerrilla team," Mah said suddenly, looking at Neo's retreating back.
Neo stopped and turned around and said: "My ideal is not just to be a squad leader."
"noble?"
"That's a pack of dogs, I'm thinking of a pack of wolves." This time Neo didn't look back and walked away.
"Wolves..." Maher murmured to himself. This word has many meanings and can make people think of freedom. It can also make people think of the gathering of ruthless bandits.
The blacksmithing work this morning is still heavy. There are 20 daggers waiting to be crafted. There is not enough raw material. Neo has melted the weapons of the team members last night.
The source of this matter is that Valentina is poor, which is always reflected in all aspects. It is not a rare thing for a shoemaker to have no shoes to wear. It is embarrassing to live in the land of black iron and not have good weapons.
Not only did Valentina, the knight leader of Mashua, see that the dagger and spear concept designed by Neo for the Tures militia was a good idea, she used some authority to throw the inferior swords to the Wind Team and exchanged a dozen of them.
In Neo's eyes, these weapons are simply bladed pieces of iron, worthless even for repair. Smelting them back in the furnace, adding materials, and forging them again are the only options.
The biggest difference between these daggers of the Gale Squadron and those used by the Tures Militiamen is that the handles used by the Tures Militiamen are set handles, and when the wooden pole at the end is pushed inward, it becomes a long spear; this batch of Gale Squadron
It is a strip, which is actually the original appearance of the sword hilt when it is not wrapped, but with two holes poked up and down. These holes are used for inserting pins. They are used as rivet pins when used as a sword and as rivets when used as a gun.
It is a long pin. As soon as the strip is firmly inserted into the slot and the pin hangs, it will get stuck. Moreover, the sword is in the shape of an iron hoop, which was melted when it was made.
In this way, although you have to spend time cutting the sword hilt in the later stage and make an iron slot on one end of the gun handle, the early stage production saves a lot of effort. To put it harshly, what we are making now is just blades that can be used as swords.
Qualified iron bars for daggers
Except for the active blacksmiths, the work of the remaining people is basically related to skin and meat. Tanning leather has entered the second half of the process today. There is nothing special about this. Just follow the process instructed by Neo and invest some manpower and time.
Another kind of skin is peeled off from the upper body of a dead Cordim man. It has many tattoos. This skin is thicker than human skin, but thinner than the leopard skin on the lower body. Previously, it was mainly
It's because the tools are not in place and there is no processing. Now that the tools are all available, there is no reason to delay any more.
One of the tasks this morning was to remove oil from these skins and dry them. Doing this work made Hagen, Tony and other team members who had no affinity with rugged temperament feel cold again. After all, this skin is almost the same as human skin.
When they thought that Neo would use these skins in the future, several people felt strange, as if they themselves had become barbarians and cannibals.
The third type of skin is rotten skin, which is the unusable shredded skin obtained by Neo asking his team members to dismantle the tattered leather armor they originally wore. Neo requires the use of all available tools, including stone mortars and stone mortars.
Rollers, etc., further crush these skins, and then combine them with a kind of mashed branches, another kind of tree sap that is as thick as maltose, and some unknown dust to cook it together.
The maltose-like sap and dust were one of the supplies that the team had at the beginning, and the branches were brought back by Neo that night in Wintergreen Valley. At that time, the team members did not know their use, and no one cared about them at all.
Only then did he realize that everything was within Neo's plan. The work they were doing now had already been included in Neo's plan when the team was formed.
The brewed mixture tasted very bad afterward, like the stench of a muddy pond, with sourness, unusual pungentness, and disgusting looks. It was dark green in color, with bubbles popping out.
It's like the poison boiled in the legendary old witch's pot to harm people.
After brewing for several hours, Neo came over to demonstrate how to use this stuff - spread it out on a wooden table as evenly as possible. After it cooled down a bit, use a wooden roller to roll the utensils, site, and kui.
It's all ready-made, and it's not difficult to make. When it's completely cool, something called "rubber" is born. It's strong enough, resistant to pulling, and doesn't deform, but it's not as flexible as leather and feels like a hard leather.
It's as hard as carapace, but you can't count on its luster. Some team members said it's like the bark of a poplar tree, which is rough and mottled.
"Should we be wearing leather armor made of this thing in the future? It's too ugly!"
"Will it be uglier than the cotton armor you are wearing now?"
"That's it..."
This material is indeed used to make armor. There is a shortage of iron materials, and the manufacturing process of iron armor is also relatively long and complicated. With this material instead of hard armor, many steps are omitted in the production of leather armor, and this material can
Neo, who has repeatedly used it, considers that with the physical ability and strength of his subordinates, it is already the limit to be able to wear armor made of this material in battle. Of course, except for Wiz, Barrit, and Mach.
In order to avoid labor accumulation, Neo also started a project. Bone removal still revolves around humans and animals. Neo requested that the business of picking bones out sounds simple, but in fact it requires both strength and skill, otherwise workers
The thief was so tired that he still couldn't do any work, so Mah stepped forward and wanted to lead people to do it. Neo happily agreed. Neo knew that the private deal between him and Mah had begun to take effect.
Neo originally planned to work in the morning and rush in the afternoon like yesterday, but the arrival of 10 Mashua militiamen slightly delayed his plan.
At that time, Neo and his 14 subordinates had already had lunch and were packing the truck slowly. Near the end, they saw these 10 people who had vowed to make a living by hunting on the morning of the day before yesterday.
Militia for Neo
These people were not as miserable as the six soldiers and bandits before. Although they seemed to have been tortured, their armor was crooked, and their faces were dishonorable, their most basic dignity was still preserved, and they did not see Ni
Ao's eyes were glaring, and he bowed his head. The young man who had been noticed by Neo was still in the mood to make some cold jokes. He looked around and said, "Huh? We got lost and came to Cropp!"
"No, you are in Quian." Neo's eyes swept over the militiamen one by one and paused for a moment on their two snow plows. There were 4 or 5 animal skins there. Neo could distinguish them without much effort.
What kind of harvest have the militiamen gained in the past few days, and how long will these harvests last for them?
Neo's eyes finally fell back to the young man who had obviously been promoted to the temporary leader. He had talked about this man when chatting with Borglem and Barrit, and knew that his name was Bichir.
Neo said to Bichir: "If all you need is a wall to withstand the wind and cold, Quian does have other things that I'm afraid you won't need, such as those large and heavy facilities and venues. But what I want to point out is that the night before we
I killed a Cordim exploration cavalry team belonging to another tribe. I vaguely feel that their style is more stubborn. They will chase after them for a long time. This place is getting farther and farther away from safety."
At this time, Wiz walked over and said, "Boss, everything is ready."
The militiamen looked at Witz with a bit of surprise. This wounded man, who was originally in such bad shape as if he had just been beaten by the wind and rain, was actually alive and kicking. How did he do it? Not long after, they saw the dejected Maher again.
There were also Dicks, who all had rosy faces, and it was obvious that they had lived a good life in their childhood. Even the soldiers and bandits whom they despised during the hunt seemed to be human beings.
"What's going on? Could it be that they didn't go to Kroop, but to a place called the Valley of Rejuvenation (the legendary secret realm)?"
Although everyone is nominally a colleague, bursts of sourness can't help but surge in their hearts. Dejection spreads among the militiamen, as well as anger and unwillingness.
"We are confident that we can take good care of ourselves." Although Biqier also looked at it enthusiastically, he also knew that losing the battle would not lead to defeat. Otherwise, if the momentum collapsed, it would really be a complete defeat.
These tough words really saved some face of the Mashua militiamen. They all raised their heads again, showing that they were really capable.
Neo nodded. It seemed that Mashua's militiamen had learned a lot from Valentina in protecting their dignity.
"Dignity, pride, since you are willing, just keep on holding on." Neo was still a little bit tempted to recruit him, but when he saw this posture, he realized that he was acting on emotion, and now he is the least qualified to 'start chaos and end up giving up'
It's him, otherwise, why would these people who have surrendered and taken refuge be so embarrassed?
However, there is also a need to grasp the appropriateness. Internal integration, and killing all the people who want to be integrated, is obviously too much. So after thinking for a few seconds, Neo said to the leading Mashua militia: "Go there when you have time."
If you look at the kitchen shelves of the Strode family's earthen castle, you will be pleasantly surprised." After saying that, he took Weitz all the way.
Borglem and Barritt also heard it. They all looked at these militiamen meaningfully, and then strode away with the team.
It is easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down the mountain. Two fully loaded large sleighs need Neo to control them in order to glide down the mountain smoothly. This sentence was also deeply felt by these militiamen, but that was already a few hours later.
Looking at Neo and his party walking away, it is pure nonsense to say that the Mashua militiamen have no regrets at all, okay? I know best that in the past few days, they have been trying to catch enough prey, but in the
They risked their lives in the jungle of Dongcui Valley, but the harvest was far from as rich as they imagined, and it was not possible to live happily with just a few pieces of animal meat.
In fact, their condition is getting worse day by day. They are tired, tired, and sore all over. The holes in their clothes that were hung during the hunting process cannot be properly dealt with. Many people have frostbite on their hands, feet, and even their faces.
In addition to personal problems, there are also external problems. Because their hunting process is somewhat illegal, medium and small animals rarely set foot in this area. The hunting time is getting longer and longer, but the harvest is getting less and less.
Another time when I was cooking, I was negligent and did not follow some precautions. As a result, a big brown bear was attracted and chased a group of people. The bear was not killed, and most of the arrows were wasted. The bear also killed the bear.
They ate and took away all the food they had hunted, and a group of people climbed on the tree, really crying without tears.
Of course, just as Neo had estimated, all crows have a tough mouth even when they die, and the pride of the Mashua militiamen is not inferior to that of crows.
When Neo came down the mountain, someone came to help him out. He imitated Neo's tone and said, "We killed a Cordim scout team before... What are we showing off? We just killed a few of them."
Dim? Miss Slode led us to kill more than a hundred Cordim, and then went back and rescued the Tures people from the dark minions. She didn't brag about it when we met like him! Give me back
I vaguely feel that their style is stubborn, and if they persist, they will come after us. This place is getting further and further away from safety. How do you feel that? A sense of wonder? Oh! There is no problem with their accommodation. As soon as we come, the danger is approaching?
cut!"
His companion said: "Huh! This is not the most annoying thing. What I hate the most is his appearance. He pretends to be calm and indifferent, as if he is very aloof, but he is not very proud of him!"
Another one echoed: "I don't know what kind of mess they are wearing! They are so ugly and they don't even have weapons. It's a shame they have the nerve to be so arrogant! Borglem, you don't even bother to say anything to us."
He said it!"
"What are you wearing? Dead man's clothes!" Another militiaman said in a long voice: "Have you forgotten the situation described by the brothers who participated in the annihilation battle of the dark minions? Think about the materials of their clothes again."
"Not only the clothes of the dead, but also the corpse trucks. Didn't you see the pieces of meat on the two trucks? Where did they get so much meat when they went to Cropp? Isn't it Cordym? Those guys are all grown-up horses.
Big and small guys, those four horses are suffering, and that warg with rotten fur, the werewolf's comrade-in-arms, was not spared when it was time to pull the cart!"
"Oh..." A group of people suddenly realized, "Damn, corpse-eating tribe! Eh! It's creepy just thinking about it. Let's eat the beasts and let them eat the corpses!"
Bichir was not so optimistic. His face looked a little gloomy and he said nothing. He had been thinking about Neo's last words.
"Kitchen shelf, what surprises will there be? Could it be..."
As Neo mentioned to Mach in the early morning, the temperature has dropped again, and the snow in the wilderness has even frozen a hardened shell on the surface, reflecting the sunlight like ice crystals. Looking from a distance, it shows a
The film was smooth and clean, and everyone was grinning at it. One team member exhaled heavily and said, "Your mother! What kind of weather is this! You can't let anyone live anymore!"
"I'm worried about my mother. She already has arthritis and some asthma!"
His companion could only silently pat him on the shoulder to express comfort. Such weather is cruel to all life in the Erdrit Territory.
There is no wind, dry freezing, pure cold, biting cold. The horses are all covered with leggings. Because they are taken care of properly, the energetic team members don't feel the cold very much. According to Neo's request, these cotton armors are relatively good.
It is looser and has air holes. It is said that it is easy for cold wind to pass in, but in fact it is very warm. Every time you move, warmth flows around the body. Some people don't understand the principle of keeping warm. They secretly wonder, and Wiz
This was one of the cases where this man couldn't hide something, so he asked Neo: "Boss, why are there holes in this coat?"