Ancient wasteland

The iron ore of the Dashan tribe went through the process of high-temperature melting, smelting, and beating, and the quality of the final ironware can be regarded as the best.

After all, the iron ore transported from the Black Mountain Tribe was of high quality, and the smelting method that Jing Qu found out by comparison and search was good enough, and the soldiers were strong enough.

... They are simply born blacksmiths, and they can easily swing a hammer weighing hundreds of catties.

Those who are selected from the soldiers to strike iron are hard enough.

Constantly explore the method of improving and building, and finally create a perfect finished product.

Hard and sharp enough.

I may have gotten used to the relatively clean and exquisite environment in the tribe, especially the influence of porcelain and glass, and the aesthetics are very good.

The ironware designed and built by themselves is quite beautiful in shape, with a somewhat atmospheric and simple texture.

It's not at all like the messy shapes that were squeezed out when I first started learning how to make pottery.

Compared with the weapons made by green branches, they are obviously better in terms of shape, hardness and sharpness.

The weapons can still be used to make do with it. The tribe felt a little oppressed when the Dahe tribe put pressure on them because Jing Zhu didn't wake up.

But when Jing Zhu woke up, the food planted in the tribe had a bumper harvest, the sense of urgency was slightly reduced, and everyone's attention returned to life.

Since the advent of Jingzhu's kitchen knife, farm tools in the tribe have been replaced first.

The sickle for mowing, the hoe for digging, the plow for plowing, and the hammer for chiseling stones and iron were all replaced by iron products.

In this way, the work efficiency of the people in the tribe has improved by a lot.

Originally, Jingzhu also planned to build a batch of iron pots.

However, because the iron pot needs too much iron, the tribe has just begun to smelt iron, and the output is not particularly high, so it cannot be wasted on the pot.

On the contrary, the farm tools made do not cost much iron, and in an emergency, these farm tools can actually be used as weapons.

Cutting people with a kitchen knife still hurts, but the iron pot won't work... He still thinks it's too heavy to carry as a shield, so he hesitates a little.

The blacksmith's shop began to produce iron weapons, and an armor shop next to the blacksmith's shop also opened up, selling leather armor made of leather.

In the past, there were no cotton or linen cloths in the tribe, and the warmth depended on the long-haired animal hides, such as the thick, hard and hairless hides of bulls.

If it does not have the effect of keeping warm, it will be used as food in the cold season, because it is not easy to rot, and if it is thrown into a corner, the outer layer will rot.

But the inner layer will keep very good. When the cold season is the coldest and there is no food, it will be taken out to cook and eat.

The taste is definitely not good. Things that can't be poked with a stone knife will be hard no matter how you cook them. It is particularly unpalatable, but it can hang your life.

In the long and cold winter season, those who can stutter and guarantee their immortality are already blessed by the beast god, who would dislike the taste of food.

Since Jing Que came to the tribe, various methods of preserving food have been used, so naturally there is no need to gnaw the hides of those wild cows that can knock out teeth.

These skins cannot keep warm, and people in the tribe think they are useless and throw them away.

Jing Que looked at the texture of the leather and felt that it was very suitable for tanning to make leather, so he tried it out, and the result was quite good.

Even if junior fighters polished the spears with green branches, it would take some effort to pierce the skin... It is simply a perfect material for making armor.

Later, when wild cattle were hunted in the tribe, all the skins that were peeled off were tanned and made into leather for storage.

Especially during hunting in the water season, thinking that the tribe might soon have a fight with other tribes, he led his men to hunt hundreds of bulls.

There was a hill full of leather stored in the warehouse, because at that time there were only bone needles in the tribe, and the scissors were not particularly sharp, so it was difficult to cut those strong leather.

At this time, the blacksmith shop opened up, and after all kinds of scissors, sticks, needles and awls were made one after another, they began to make various armors. Jing Que went to see them and gave them some suggestions on leather armor.

For example, the chest, head, and neck need to be protected, and the limbs are relatively less serious, and if the elbows are all covered, it will be very difficult to exercise.

Even if Jing Zhu didn't mention these things, they would figure them out soon, but just saying a few more words would save the tribe a little detour, so why not do it.

Given that people in the tribe now have their own ideas and aesthetics, he didn't say much about the style of the leather armor, hoping that they can use it freely.

After all, imagination and creativity are the foundations that can promote the development of their tribe.

The whole tribe was busy in an orderly manner. Jing Que was adding constitution potions to the reservoir while observing the wine he put in the clay tank.

The field is also very busy, leaving early and returning late all day.

Although the development of the tribe is now on the right track, there are still many places that need to be watched by the patriarch.

The smithy just opened, Wang Ye stayed in the smithy for five or six days, and gave him an iron sword when he came back.

About three feet long, the whole body is black, with a chilly air.

He was holding the hilt of the sword, and when he looked at it, he couldn't even see his own shadow.

Trying to make gestures in the air, and even vaguely heard the sound of breaking through the air, the stone can be cut with almost no effort.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like an ordinary iron weapon. Instead, it has the feeling of a legendary magic weapon.

Jing Que blinked blankly, "You made this?!"

Ye bent his mouth and nodded, his eyes flashed with anticipation, "Do you like it?"

Jing Que frowned, his face darkened, "How did you forge it?!"

The iron smelted in the same blast furnace is also the same blacksmithing tool that everyone uses together.

The kitchen knife given to him by the blacksmith was an ordinary kitchen knife, but the long sword given to him by the wilderness was just so powerful.

Jing Que was not happy, but a little frightened.

Seeing him with a sullen face, he looked a little unhappy, and the joy in his eyes diminished a little, "Didn't it be agreed that I will make all the long swords you use in the future?"

This was what Jing Que told him after his wooden sword was broken by Ye when they went to the Dahe Tribe to exchange salt.

Jing Qu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Ye to be so busy and still remember this matter.

With a slightly relaxed expression, he looked at Ye seriously, "How did you forge this sword? You didn't add those messy things to it, did you?"

Ye Jing looked at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and hugged him, "Are you afraid that I will bleed inside?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself..."

Jing Que was stunned, pulled away Ye Ye's arm, and stared at him fiercely, "No, how do you know that you can add blood to the sword when you forge it? Where did you learn this messy thing? !"

He has a lot of TV dramas and ancient legends. He knows that in ancient times, forging swords in order to obtain magical weapons, it can be said that he can think of all kinds of strange tricks!

There is a drop of blood, and the most famous legend is Mo Xie, who lost a daughter-in-law!

...How did Ke Ye know? !He didn't tell Ye Ye anything about it.

Ye smiled and grabbed his hand, "I heard from the Wujin tribe that their patriarch has a knife in his hand, which is very sharp and can easily cut through our weapons.

According to their tribe, when it was forged, ten orc cubs were fused into it.

But I don't believe it. Although their tribe is powerful, there are only three or four hundred orcs. The cubs of orcs have a higher success rate of awakening into orcs.

No tribe is willing to use the cubs of orcs to forge weapons and follow their patriarch for a long time, knowing that it has nothing to do with the cubs.

His knife was made of a strange stone, and I brought back the rest of the stone... the same stone that was used to make this sword for you. "

Jing Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good, don't believe those nonsense, we build weapons to protect ourselves and our clansmen.

If the purpose of forging weapons is to harm oneself, then the meaning of forging weapons is wrong. "

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, looked at the long sword in his hand, and couldn't help laughing out loud, because he thought the legend was true because of his own wild imagination.

This long sword is not made of iron at first glance. It should be an alloy in some kind of meteorite. It may have fallen near Wujin City and was picked up and taken back.

Iron is iron, how can it be possible to add a little blood and immediately become a magic weapon.

Also because Ye would actually go to "take" the things belonging to the patriarch of Wujin City, "You went to get that stone, didn't the patriarch of Wujin City not find it?"

"It should have been discovered."

Ye put the sword back into the scabbard, saw that he was a little confused, hugged him in his arms again, and then explained to him, "I went to Zhuang to buy a sacred stone.

However, the sacred stone of their tribe is in the hands of the priest. Although Zhuang is the king of beasts, there is no way to force the priest to hand it over.

They can only follow the idea of ​​their sacrifice, let me bring Huyue back, and then I found the strange stone of the patriarch of Wujin City.

I told Zhuang that I wanted it, and he said that I would go and get it. It was he who helped me guard and stop people, so I could get the stone out.

Wujincheng still thinks that the people from Heishuicheng did it. Anyway, the two super tribes have disliked each other for a long time, and neither can move the other.

Zhuang said it was all right, and he happened to find something to do with the priest and the patriarch, so he let me come back straight away. "

Jing Que nodded after listening, "I didn't expect Zhuang Wei to be a very nice person, too...he is a beast king after all, if he is really like their priests.

All day long, I just want to be monopolistic, so I don't have those thoughts to cultivate to the Beastmaster.

That's right, when it comes to strength, you've been busy for the past six months, are you going to be promoted to the fourth level soon? "

Ye smiled and shook his head, Jing Que sighed in his heart, feeling a little guilty for being so lethargic for so long and leaving everything to Ye.

There was still a smile on his face to comfort Ye, "Actually, it's okay if you don't arrive. Let's take our time. The further you go, the more difficult it will be to upgrade."

After finishing speaking, he felt a little regretful, "I don't even need such a powerful sword. You should build a weapon for yourself. It's better for you to hold it."

After all, Ye is the strongest fighting force in their tribe, and with the magic soldiers on his side, he doesn't have to worry about Ye's safety in the future.

On the contrary, he stayed in the tribe every day, and if he had any problems, he felt that holding a sword would not be of much use.

Ye Ye smiled lightly, and brushed his hair, "No, I've already passed level four, besides, I own a bow and arrow, and that stone is used to make an arrow.

If the shot does not kill the person, what should the person run away? Wouldn't it be a waste. "

"Run away... Hey, are you already level four?!" Jing Que's eyes widened suddenly.

He knew that wild talent was super good, and his upgrade speed was always fast, but this was too fast, right? !You must know that Ye is not yet 20 years old!

Not to mention the tribes around them, even if they were combined with the four super tribes in the south, they probably wouldn't be able to find a 20-year-old fourth-level fighter!

It was unbelievable, he threw himself on Ye excitedly, his joy was beyond words, "Ye, you are really amazing wife!"

Ye bent the corner of his mouth, and stroked his hair gently, "Mmm."

Because I may lose you at any time, how can I not work hard to improve my strength.

Zhuang once told him that there is a higher level above the beast king.

He must do his best to improve to the level of Beastmaster, and then to the realm of Beastmaster and above.

Until one day, no matter which world Jing goes to, he will have enough strength to chase after the past!

Jing Que didn't know what he was thinking. Not long after the Tiejian incident, brilliant and gorgeous red flowers bloomed all over the hillside, and the awakening ceremony came as scheduled.