Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

At first glance, Darkos only had one feeling, and that was danger. Ancient Salamanders were extremely dangerous in such a closed environment. If they lost control, problems would occur in the entire workshop, the entire tunnel, and even the entire system. But it doesn't seem so at second glance? Through the smoke and firelight, he discovered that this workshop was different from those he had visited before.

The entire room was empty, with only a medium-sized stove in the middle and steel plates piled in the corner waiting to be processed. The floor, walls and ceiling are laid with refractory bricks. The location where the ancient salamander is located is recessed. The steps for the entrance and exit of the ancient salamander are on the other side of the entrance. There are safety gates at the entrance where he is and the entrances to other workshops. As long as Then when you pull it, the safety gate will fall down.

In addition to these safety measures, there are some liquids in the pool beside the wall. He does not think these liquids are quenching agents because there is no dipping process in the workshop and they should be used for fire protection. There are also a large number of ladders on the walls around the workshop, with windows at the top that only skinks can pass through.

Seeing these arrangements, he could even imagine how the Skink boys would look like running away when something went wrong...

"Five years ago, Kotego's constellation flickered, and they were born in Hesiota." Coptiti saw Darkos' worry and pointed to the skink breeder next to the salamander.

"Children of the Sun God?" Darkus squinted his eyes and looked over, discovering that the skink keepers had the emblem of the ancient Saint Cotego on their foreheads, and their crowns were different from other skink lizards in that they were dark red.

"Yes."

"This..." Darkus didn't know how to complain. Shouldn't the sacred fire of vitality and power be given to the ancient salamander? What's the use of giving it to the skink? You can expect the skink to breathe fire.

"They call themselves the Waiters of the Sun. They usually live in sweltering caves with salamanders, and the salamanders will not eat them." Coptiti kept introducing, and after seeing Darkus's wandering eyes, he continued Then he introduced, "The Sun Flame Server will feed the salamanders the diluted venom in the toad's crop to keep the salamanders calm. They are here with the consent of Lord Mazdamudi."

Darkus nodded. He had no intention of going in. He waved to the ancient salamander that sensed his arrival and left.

The workshop at the back is all used for processing.

Skink craftsmen are busy operating various tools. Some use iron tongs to carefully pour molten metal into carefully prepared weapon molds, while others direct the skink craftsmen to prepare for casting.

"Sand mold casting." Darkus approached and knew what the skinks were doing at a glance.

Metal processing is divided into casting and forging. There are usually four methods of casting. Skinks have unlocked the simplest and most practical sand mold casting.

The straightforward point of sand mold casting is to put the finished part model or wooden model in the sand, and then fill the sand around the model. After the model is taken out of the box, the sand forms a casting mold. The molten metal is poured into the pouring hole, and a heat dissipation hole is also opened. After the metal solution cools in the mold, a metal product that is exactly the same as the model can be obtained.

This process is relatively low-cost and suitable for producing large metal parts in small batches, but the casting accuracy is low. But it was just right for the lizard man. He just watched quietly, watching the two giant lizards struggling to take out the large iron lump from the mold. Seeing this scene, he pointed at the iron with his finger. Lulu looked at Coptiti.

"Last year, Quiteli's constellation began to burn, and thirty-six war lizards were born in Itaza's hatching tank."

War monitors are a subspecies of monitor lizards that are larger than regular monitor lizards, like Kami and Naka'i. It exists purely for the purpose of war and is a rare elite unit. They have very terrifying strength and speed, and what is even more terrifying is that they also have terrifying biting abilities. If given enough time, they can bite through the strong door of the fortress.

And that big iron lump coupled with a pole is the heavy weapon used by the war monitor, which is far more powerful than the sledgehammer 80.

"No wonder."

This workshop is used to forge various blunt weapons, making heavy weapons such as giant hammers, maces, big clubs, and war picks for use by lizards and monitor lizards.

The steel plates from Naggaroth were melted into molten iron and then cast into molds. This process contained a lot of shortcomings, and he had nothing to say about it, as long as it could be used. Although it is a bit wasteful, this may be the best way at present. The lizardmen need weapons far more than armor. The lizardmen did not have armor before, and their defense relied entirely on scales. It is really impossible not to have a handy weapon.

As for the Skink's melee weapon, he didn't even see a shadow. According to the priority, Skink's melee weapons should be ranked last. When the Skink Boy enters the battlefield with a shield and melee weapons, what will happen?

After staying for a while, he went to another workshop and came to the area on the other side. Here, the temperature is significantly lower, unlike the workshop that houses the furnaces and salamanders, but it is still full of fire and heat. This is the workshop where the skinks perform cold working, that is, cold forging.

Skink craftsmen here shape cooled metal at room temperature through sheer strength and skill. They were concentrating. When the hammer fell in their hands, the force was precise and even. The sound of the hammer hitting the metal could be clearly heard in the workshop.

Dakwus saw that the hammering rhythm of the Skin Lizards was regular, and each blow was just right, neither too fierce to damage the metal nor too gentle to be ineffective. The metal was slowly shaped in the hands of the craftsmen, from pieces of raw steel to complex armor parts.

What attracted his attention most was that a Skin Lizard craftsman stood beside a huge stone platform, chanting softly while holding a heavy hammer, slowly but powerfully hammering a piece of metal.

He could feel that this piece of metal was a special alloy with a silvery luster on the surface. Every time the hammer fell, the metal sheet would make a dull sound. As the hammer fell, the metal gradually took shape, the edges were flattened, and the subtle arcs and structures gradually appeared under the craftsman's skillful hands. If he was not wrong, this Skin Lizard craftsman should be similar to the Vaal priest. He could feel that when the Skin Lizard craftsman hammered, there was energy surging around the Skin Lizard craftsman.

Not far away, several Skin Lizard craftsmen were polishing some parts that had been initially shaped. Holding the Osinite stone, they carefully adjusted every detail of the parts, striving to make the surface extremely smooth while maintaining the solidity of the structure. Although the tools seem simple, they can polish the cold forged products as smooth as a mirror with their superb skills.

In the center of the workshop, a group of skin lizards are surrounding a metal plate that is so huge that it is prepared for some heavy equipment. Several skin lizard keepers direct the ankylosaurs, and the ankylosaurs turn like donkeys pulling millstones.

Under the traction of huge force, a cold forging machine composed of a complex lever system exerts huge pressure on the metal plate through pure physical force. As the ankylosaur turns and the levers are pulled, the machine makes a low click, and the metal plate slowly bends under pressure, eventually forming a complete armor piece.

"It's OK." Dacus exclaimed. This is a workshop used to process armor. He took a look when he came last time. Compared with the last time, the process this time has been significantly improved. Although it is still not very good, it is better to have it than not to have it. The road to Itaza is not built in a day, so take it slowly.

And he could see Coptiti's plan in the workshop, just like that classic picture, a single core is working, and the other cores are watching. But once the material supply comes up, these other cores will start to play a role.

"The quantity is not enough, and they are idle for a lot of time." Coptiti relaxed his body and sighed.

"Let's deal with it first, five years?" Daquus knew what Coptiti was talking about, but he had no choice. There are enough ships, but Hag Grave's iron ore output is there, and the steel plant of the Nagor can't cope with the needs of Duruchi alone, and it has to take care of the lizardmen.

He calculated that he would stay in Lustria for two years before returning to Naggaroth, and he should be able to solve this problem in the next three years. At that time, Hag Grave's technology will be upgraded again, and Naggarond will also build a steel plant, and the two cities will be connected by rail.

"I will leave here tomorrow, but I will leave eighty technicians behind. They will... communicate with you and improve the forging process. You have to take good care of them." Dacus made a decision after walking and stopping. He was going to let the Vaal priests communicate with the skin lizard craftsmen.

"I will arrange it, I promise."

After leaving the forging and casting workshop, they came to another tunnel.

The next scene made Dacus speechless. He felt very strange, very strange, and there was a kind of strangeness that he couldn't describe.

This tunnel has a long history, even dating back to before the great invasion, but the scene inside is full of futuristic science fiction. A series of complex lens systems are inlaid on the stone walls on both sides. These lenses introduce external light into the tunnel and converge the light beams together through precise arrangement to form an incredible high-temperature laser.

At this moment, the skin lizard craftsmen are busy working in the workshop. They all wear heavy protective glasses. The lenses of the glasses reflect the light of the laser to ensure that their eyes are not burned by the strong light.

They push the steel plates from Naggaroth meticulously and cut them into the predetermined shapes accurately. Under the scorching of the laser, the steel plate emits a slight hiss and flashes with hot spots. As the laser moves, the edge gradually melts, forming neat cutting lines one after another.

The steel plate is constantly cut into large and small armor plates, and then these armor plates will be sent to the armor processing workshop for final processing.

In another workshop, a group of lizard craftsmen are carefully engraving gold with lasers. The controllers in their hands adjust the intensity of the laser, and the light beam falls delicately and accurately on the surface of the gold. With the slight push of the craftsmen, complex runes and patterns are engraved on the gold. The gold emits a soft light during the laser engraving process, and the light changes with the formation of the runes, as if life is surging in it.

After these gold plates are formed, they will be used in various places. The crowns of the gods, the sun engine, and the behemoths all need these exquisitely shaped gold plates decorated with gems and crystals. This is not gold wrapped in copper, but a serious and extremely pure gold.

"Let's go." Dacus, who was a little confused, sighed. He still didn't know what to say, but it felt strange. Cold forging was still done over there, but laser cutting was done here, and laser was used to carve gold. It felt like one foot stayed in the Middle Ages, and the other foot stepped into the modern era.

However, next, he perfectly reproduced this abstract feeling, and here, he found what he needed. He had studied before that he should equip the army of Duruchi with a disposable long-range weapon to be used at the moment when the two armies met and when dealing with behemoths, or to put it more bluntly, to focus fire on one wave.

The last time he came, he and Malekith had adventured alone, and of course Chupakoko. In the adventure, he not only found the Yangyan Sword, but also some other useful things, such as the black cube and the stone tablet.

In addition to some prophecies and words indicating orthodoxy, the stone tablet also has the use of the black cube, the introduction of Velociraptor and matching weapons and equipment. The black cube obtained in Ashoto was handed over to Lord Hua-Hua, and the cube found in this adventure was handed over to Master Ma.

He did not ask Coptiti about Velociraptor, because he knew that Coptiti would not mess around. Since so many matching weapons were produced, the number of Velociraptor should be considerable. As a result, he did not ask, and Coptiti introduced himself.

From Coptiti's introduction, he learned that Velociraptor, a creature blessed by both the ancient saints Typok and Huangqi, has become large-scale and has begun to grow exponentially. Every year, the skin lizards blessed by the ancient saint Huangqi emerge from the hatching pool and become a reserved program of this land. The cube is more reliable than the constellation.

Now the Velociraptor riders are divided into two groups, one is the elite team and the other is the amateur team.

The elite team is the skin lizards blessed by Huangqi, riding Velociraptor and using customized weapons. The amateur team is the ordinary skin lizards, riding Velociraptor and using ordinary weapons.

As a subspecies of cold lizards, Velociraptor not only inherited the unique cold agility of cold lizards, but also showed amazing wisdom and cunning. Unlike ordinary cold lizards, they do not act only on instinct, but have intelligence comparable to skin lizards, and can cleverly use the environment and tactics to hunt prey.

They are not only simple predators, but also predators proficient in strategy and camouflage. They never see themselves as low-level predators in the rainforest, but rather as top-notch group hunters who rely on teamwork and precise hunting techniques to ensure that every action is efficient and deadly.

Their language is unique. Unlike the complex roars or hisses of skinks, Velociraptors communicate with each other through ticking sounds. This sound is subtle and faint in the background noise of the rainforest, and is almost unnoticeable.

However, when they start to hunt their prey, their true fear is revealed. In order to remain hidden when hunting, they rarely make any sound, and even this subtle ticking sound will stop. Instead, they use the faint light on their crowns to transmit silent signals. Each flicker and change of light represents a complex command, and the group can coordinate precisely in this way to avoid alerting the enemy.

In the process of tracking prey, they show rare wisdom and cunning. They can set traps according to the terrain and use various natural barriers and obstacles in the rainforest to trap prey. They would dig deep traps and bury sharp stakes to lure prey into them. They would use objects with strong odors to cover their own breath to avoid being tracked by the smell of prey or enemies. They would even imitate the smell of prey to lure other predators into their ambushes.

Velociraptors were far more cunning than that. They often used their nimble feet to move quickly, sometimes shuttling between tree canopies, sometimes lurking in dense bushes, waiting for the opportunity to launch a surprise attack. When they found their prey, usually several Velociraptors would quietly approach the prey, and before the prey realized the danger, they would distract the prey by throwing stones, making it unable to determine where the enemy came from.

Once the prey was confused, the Velociraptor group would quickly attack, using their powerful hind legs to pounce on it. For smaller prey, they would directly knock it down, pierce the prey's body with sharp claws, and tear it apart. For larger targets, they will attack in a team, with one or two Velociraptors jumping onto the prey's back and tearing its flesh with sharp teeth, while the others will surround the prey, gradually exhausting its physical strength and eventually knocking it down.

Elite teams are also subdivided. One group will use javelins and shields. The shields are mediocre, but the key is the javelins, which have incredible flying abilities, enough to hit targets that seem to be out of range, and can even penetrate the target's armor. There is also a group of people holding sharp lances that can use energy to release deadly beams.

Amateur teams are just like the term suggests. These lizards cannot activate the weapons used by elite teams and can only use ordinary beggars' version weapons, but they are still terrible killers.

No matter elite, amateur, enhanced version, beggars' version, in short, they are useful in the land of Lustria.

Velociraptors are currently the best light cavalry of the Lizardmen. With their wisdom, speed, cunning, and unique concealment and pursuit abilities, they silently wander in the depths of the rainforest, guarding the core of the Lizardmen civilization like ghosts in the rainforest. Their appearance frightens any enemy who dares to offend them, because no one knows when a group of Velociraptors will quietly emerge from the darkness and tear the invaders to pieces.

While Koptiti was talking, Dacus picked up the javelin and started playing with it, but he didn't take the customized version, but the ordinary version. In his cognition, the ancient holy creations were too weird. Perhaps those customized weapons could only be used by Ryan, the brilliant oracle, and he couldn't use them.

The javelin was made of hard wood, with runes and decorations engraved on the surface, and the handle was decorated with complex feathers, which was both beautiful and provided better grip for the user. There was a groove and a fixing rod at the end of the javelin, which was specially designed for carrying javelin, which could extend the lever force of throwing, so that the javelin could fly out with extremely high speed and accuracy. He inserted a long and pointed javelin into the groove of the javelin and gently adjusted the angle.

"The more you live, the more you go back, driving backwards, right!"

As the voice fell, he took a deep breath, leaned forward slightly, bent his knees slightly, and his whole posture was like a cheetah ready to go. His wrist led his arm to exert force. At this moment, his right hand deftly clamped the index and middle fingers of the spear and gently released them, while his arm suddenly swung forward, driving the entire spear thrower to generate huge centrifugal force.

The spear was thrown out in an instant, drawing a sharp arc in the air. Due to the unique design of the spear thrower, the spear body maintained perfect stability in the air and quickly rotated towards the distant target.

The surrounding lizards cheered, providing him with enough emotional value.

After pressing his hand and accepting the cheers of the lizards, Dacus picked up the spear again and studied it. He felt that the spear was too long. He didn't need such a long range. In actual combat, fifty meters was the limit. He didn't need soldiers to hit balls, pheasants, squirrels, etc. fifty meters away.

He only asked to throw the spear before the two armies engaged in battle, not to kill or injure, but to disrupt. The enemy's shield-bearing personnel will be shaken by the huge force, which is a victory. Even if the shield cannot be used normally because of the existence of the spear, it is good to create opportunities as much as possible for the moment of engagement.

In addition to engagement, it is used to deal with behemoths and heavily armored targets, so that infantry can pose a threat to behemoths. Therefore, the range and accuracy are not important. What is important is the lethality and the threat to behemoths. Let the behemoth know that the infantry in front of it is not food, but hunters, and let the behemoth know that if it continues to fight, it may really die. Even at the moment of the spear attack, it can directly focus fire to kill the behemoth.

He believes that it should be upgraded on the basis of the existing spear thrower, more modernized, with a penetrating cone in front of the spear, and shortened in length, and the spear thrower should be improved so that the spear bites the front end of the spear thrower. Soldiers should be equipped with three to five spears, which are hung on the waist together with the spear thrower. When necessary, they can also serve as defensive weapons such as daggers. As for the specific tactical arrangements and spear thrower improvements, he is ready to leave it to the followers of Edreze to deal with.

After making the decision, Dacus left, but there was nothing to see next. Many tunnels were built recently, and the workshops inside were empty and there was nothing. Occasionally, you can see the existence of a construction team, opening up tunnels and building new workshops.

Although there was nothing, he liked it very much. He liked Koptiti's foresight. The main framework was built, and he brought back the stone slabs. These workshops will be filled and put into use immediately.

He and Koptiti went down the main tunnel, and the ground under their feet made a slight echo, as if this underground world was responding to his arrival. The air in the tunnel gradually became moist, with a hint of sea water, passing through a series of interception devices and carefully designed checkpoints. Obviously, these interception devices and checkpoints are designed to defend against invaders or resist some unknown dangers.

The last time he came, this underground sea was like a barren land, with darkness shrouding the silent water surface, and only the occasional sound of water drops breaking the silence. However, this time, when he approached, the scene in front of him made him stop and a burst of amazement passed through his heart.

The first thing that caught my eye was a pier, standing on the deep coastline. The pier was built of huge stones, each of which was polished to be extremely smooth, showing the lizardmen's obsession with details. The stone pillars stood tall, supporting a wide platform, on which were laid solid wooden boards. This wood had obviously been specially treated to resist erosion in the humid underground environment.

In the distance, a huge lighthouse stood on the edge of the coast, casting a warm light. The crystal on the top of the lighthouse emitted a pale yellow fluorescence, like the eyes of an ancient creature, quietly overlooking the waters.

"This place is incredible. As a manager, you are excellent!" Dacus narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the underground port, with a lot of emotion in his heart. Compared with the silence and darkness when he came last time, it is now full of vitality, like a hidden fortress, full of hope and power for the future. He whispered, his voice with a hint of reverence and ridicule.

Standing aside, Koptiti showed a satisfied smile on his face, his tail swaying gently, and his scales glowed slightly under the soft light of the lighthouse. His heart was filled with pride and pride. This rising temple city was the key to the revival of the Lizardmen, and as the planner and manager of this huge project, he finally found his own value.

Here, he is not just an ordinary priest, he has become one of the founders of this city. These orderly surfaces, mines, workshops, docks, every pile of stone, every rune carving, are the crystallization of his wisdom and hard work. Those tunnels that were once empty will become busy workshops in the near future, providing resources and weapons for the lizardmen and Duruchi continuously.

"If you hadn't appointed me, I might be..."

He was grateful to Dacus, who discovered Horlotuo and helped Horlotuo's closed temple city get out of trouble. It was Dacus who appointed him and made him the manager of Spicazuma. With the support and trust of Dacus, he was able to boldly carry out his plan and plan this temple city according to his own ideas.

"Did an attack happen?" Dacus laughed at the familiar words, and asked seriously after laughing.

"No!"

"They don't dare to come up?" Dacus sneered. He had encountered something here before. Now standing here, he had a vague feeling of being watched, as if in the darkness in the distance, a pair of eyes emerged from the water and stared at him. "Precautions must be taken. Don't be careless." (End of this chapter)