Augustus Under the Horseshoe

The population size suddenly swelled four times, and the internal affairs of the Bloodfury clan piled up into a terrible amount. Fortunately, the white horse popularized the household registration system and divided a clear class of soldiers—hundred households—1,000 households—chiefs.

The internal operations of more than four thousand people are handled by twelve hundred households who are brave and good at fighting, as well as their cronies. Unless there are some particularly important things, Painhurs will not take care of the soldiers. He directly rules and manages these twelve hundred households. This has not allowed himself to be overwhelmed by a large number of complicated events.

Of course, some special characters are independent of this system. For example, his teacher owns a huge and strong animal skin tent by himself.

When Pain Hess gave Chief Anran to her high elves, and Heniwell, the female warlock suddenly burst out with a strange excitement. Her hands were as smooth and slender as black jade, pulling the belt. Fettered by handcuffs, unable to run, the high elf, who was scared by her own black skin and turned pale, entered her private tent.

It didn't take long before there was a depressive voice mixed with happiness and pain at the same time.

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On the other side, Christina took the heavy armored fearless men and began to teach the Scarlet Rage to the Wildhoofers, inspiring the bloodthirsty beasts bound and imprisoned in their hearts, turning batches of Wildhoof warriors into burning soaring sky. Furious flames, the people who wield heavy weapons with both hands are fearless.

Seeing the rage skill that can greatly enhance his combat effectiveness in a short period of time, the pale white horse was a little shaken in his heart, trying to work as a barbarian part-time to strengthen his melee skills.

However, no matter how Christina and Caen taught, there was no way for the acting chiefs of the lawful camp to enter a terrifying and violent state, and finally had to give up.

Seeing the iconic two-handed giant axe of the Bloodfury clan, Painhurs was lost in thought. The battle axe is indeed a very useful weapon. The iron ore consumed by casting an axe is far less than that of a long sword, and the damage it causes is also higher than that of an iron sword.

However, in the face of the light cavalry army entwined with the illusionary rhythm of Satyr, and the terrible charge of the golden guard guards sweeping the world like a wave of gold, there is no good countermeasure against the two-handed axe.

So, how to change the gun? No, the spear is suitable for charge and counter charge, but in close hand-to-hand combat, its power is far inferior to the battle axe. According to the black fangs and the information collected from the battlefield, those golden guards with large shields and spears, and gray-mane sagittarius. In the mental combat, the elite werewolves wearing heavy armor and wielding warhammers, as well as those desperate warriors who also armed with battle axes, were very miserable.

"Yes!"

With a flash of inspiration in Painhurs' brain, he hurried to the casting area of ​​the castle, and proposed a new casting request to the elderly hammer craftsman, a hundred households named Kaul.

"You mean, let my people build this strange weapon in batches?"

Kaul touched his dark beard and dirty soot, which was swept to the ground by his rough big hand, revealing the true color of his beard-like a dark red face after blood has coagulated.

"Yes." Painhurs nodded.

"This thing looks like a spear that is six feet long. But on both sides, there are sharp axe blades and heavy warhammers-the top of this thing is so heavy, the requirements for the gun and the user are a bit high. ."

"It's okay, just more training. In terms of our natural weird power, it is easy to pick up this halberd. For stability, you can leave a few holes in the position where the head of the halberd and the wooden pole meet, and use rivets to reinforce it. ."

Painhurs worked hard to explain the advantages of this new weapon.

"Look, the slender wooden handle and the sharp tip of the gun can counteract the charge of the cavalry, and it can also be used as a spear to launch a charge. After getting into close hand-to-hand combat, this thing can also be used as a long-handled axe or a long-handled warhammer for hacking. When facing a lightly armored enemy, use the sharp axe blade on the left side, and when facing the heavy armored elite wearing chain mail, use the heavy warhammer on the right side to smash the armor."

"Is the name [Ji]? It sounds good." Kaul took a deep breath and began to complain and complain.

"But, acting chief, you first let us build docks, ports, boats, and other churches for those humans. Forget it, after all, those two-legged beasts will grill a lot of delicious fish and shrimp for us to eat. Look For the goodness of that thing, I can bear it."

"But you asked me to build a crossbow according to the rules, and you asked me to build a javelin, and according to the standards of the Roman Cantos riding a lance, try to let everyone and every horse have a lance, not to mention the scary chain mail and arrow clusters. The needs of the dead...We are so busy with the work at hand, and now we are going to build this ghost thing called [halberd]? Do you really think we are tool people who do not eat or sleep?"

"I will improve the treatment of the blacksmith industry, and recruit a large number of new apprentices for your elderly." Painhurs scratched his head in embarrassment. "In this way, you first finish building the home of the Goths, and then give priority to building the halberd. Riding a spear, a crossbow, or throwing a spear can be delayed a little bit."

"Fortunately for wood, there is a big forest to the west. However, our iron ore raw materials are insufficient." Kaur spread his hands, saying that it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

"This one······"

Painhurs scratched his head. Although Tiefengbao can dig out and forge a large amount of iron ore every day, the huge vein is controlled by nine clans. Only part of it is distributed to various clans for free, and the rest are forged into weapons and armor directly inside the fortress. The remaining little iron ore is also used as a commodity, and the higher price will get it.

In order to stabilize the soldiers, all the surplus livestock went out. There was no money, so poor and desperate.

"What will you do when you are short of materials?" The white white horse suddenly said.

"Pillaging the things of other monster clans. The weak are not worthy of wealth. The only law on the grassland is absolute power." Kaul put on an indifferent look, and continued to swing the hammer in his hand to forge the sharp tip of the gun. .

"We signed a peace agreement with the werewolves in the west, and we can't attack those guys for the time being. The monster clans scattered on the grassland are poor, and it's hard to get oil and water if you fight with them..." Painhurs unfolded a map of Gretinian and gradually moved his eyes of poverty from the west to the Kerch Peninsula in the east.

"According to the information of the Tasmar tribe, when the Gothic Kingdom collapsed, this place was occupied by a huge Waaagh. And the northeast corner was an elven city-state named [Panticapeng], which was ruled by elves. For countless years, it is said that the history of the city can even be traced back to the age of the ancient elves... Guess, those pointed ears, how many treasures are hoarding in the city? That group of green skins, on the ruins of Gothic, How much gold and silver have been plundered? And how much benefit can we gain in the war between the elves and the greenskins?"