I don't know if it was the calm before the war, or the level of'large-scale combat' in the Black Forest was too low. After robbing the goblin squad, Zhou Qingfeng worried that the enemy would immediately retaliate by killing him-but after waiting for two days, nothing happened.
These two days are very precious. Zhou Qingfeng originally only wanted to find a stable foothold in another world for himself, but he was involved in a war in order to live a good life.
The technology and social structure of the alien world are very backward, and the information channels that Zhou Qingfeng can use are quite limited. He can only constantly send people to investigate the enemy's situation, and at the same time carefully integrate all the human and material resources available at hand.
The biggest gain from the robbery of the goblin squadron was not the supplies of those carts, but the five emaciated and haggard human craftsmen. They were taken into the Black Forest by human traitors, and they had suffered enough to build trebuchets, manufacture and maintain ordnance.
Zhou Qingfeng rescued Wilson and the others. They were grateful and tearful. Knowing that he was going to be an enemy of goblins and human traitors, the five craftsmen expressed their willingness to join without hesitation.
The artisans who were arrested are all well-known in Coldwind City. Wilson and others believe in Gongde, the god of craftsmanship and forging, and their technical strength is quite good. Zhou Qingfeng assigned twenty people to fight for them so that they could exert a stronger strength.
The craftsmen of this year are not limited to carpentry work. They are basically similar to the role of fitter, and they can do a little bit of everything, otherwise they can't cope with the complex and changing environment and customer needs.
Leatherworking, forging, wood processing, building construction, Wilson and others know a little bit. Wilson himself and even the president of the Coldwind City Craftsmen Association was targeted by human traitors because of his name.
To build, transport, and maintain the trebuchet, Wilson and others' tools are transported with the convoy, and they can start work when they reach the Voodoo Swamp. They first made some simple tools to improve the labor efficiency of the settlers.
For example, if a craftsman knew how to forge, he built a small iron melting furnace and threw all the seized goblin weapons into it and melted and forged it again.
The heavy hammers and iron shields that the two dead bear goblins carried were all turned into a dozen shovels and axes. With these things, the progress of repairing settlements has been greatly accelerated.
There is also a craftsman who knows how to repair leather quickly. He and the dwarf witch doctor teamed up to peel off the skin on the surface of the silt monster's leader that was hunted before.
The epidermis of this big monster is extremely tough, and it becomes very soft and warm after being treated with the old Borg's nitrifying agent. The craftsman selected the best pieces of leather to make Zhou Qingfeng a full set of leather armor, coats, wrist guards, knee pads, gloves, and leather helmets.
There is such a set of things, not to mention the inferior crossbows of the goblins, even the light crossbows built by humans cannot easily penetrate its defenses, at most it is severe pain.
Unless you use bludgeoning heavy weapons, or pierce with heavy crossbows, or encounter powerful adventurers, the swords of ordinary soldiers will only leave a white mark. This greatly improves Zhou Qingfeng's safety.
In addition, as the president of the Coldwind City Craftsmen Association, Wilson is also a priest for the god of crafts and blacksmithing. In order to be grateful for Zhou Qingfeng's rescue, he specially prayed to the gods to obtain magical craftsmanship.
"The tongue of the sludge head is a very terrifying weapon. I can transform it into a special crossbow." Wilson gave the tongue spear that almost killed Todd in the old Borg’s shack. Cut it off.
"It can be mounted on your arm, using its tongue spear's super elasticity and self-retracting ability to turn it into an unexpected piece of equipment. The tongue of the sludge monster's head is very sharp, which can break armor and easily break through. Of armor.
It can be launched once every three seconds, and can be used ten times a day, with a limit of fifteen times. But I do not recommend you to do this, because it will permanently lose its flexibility. Of course, you should not be able to take care of that much in a critical moment.
You can apply poison on the tip of the tongue spear to increase its lethality. However, its shortcomings are also obvious, that is, limited by its maximum length, it can only attack targets within two meters. "
Wilson solemnly gave this lightweight crossbow to Zhou Qingfeng, "Thank you very much, Your Excellency Hugo. Only you who are noble, brave and fearless are qualified to use this weapon.
I also hope to use this weapon to express my heart. I hope you understand how much pain I have endured with the goblin, and how grateful I am for you. "
This weapon has a profound meaning attached to it. Wilson obviously suffered a lot. After all, praying to the gods for the creation of divine art would cost a lot of money.
After receiving this crossbow named'Mud Tongue Spear', Zhou Qingfeng also sincerely thanked him: "Mr. Wilson, I must use this weapon to kill a few more goblins, so that you can experience the thrill of revenge. "
Wilson suddenly laughed and helped Zhou Qingfeng install the crossbow behind the wrist of his left arm.
Facing the air, Zhou Qingfeng slightly twisted his wrist to activate this'muddy tongue spear'. The sharp tip of his tongue shot out quickly, and it hit a wooden target two meters away with a pop.
The tough Catalpa wood was immediately penetrated, leaving a small hole.
The tongue spear retracted with another scream, retracted into the receiver of the crossbow, and can be activated again after three seconds.
Simple, easy to use, and powerful, this arm crossbow really came in time.
Although its shortcomings are also obvious, Zhou Qingfeng is already very satisfied. With this thing, the previous predicament of being approached by the bear goblin and escaped by drilling the hips can be avoided-just shoot the opponent's head with an arm crossbow.
The addition of leather armor and crossbows is always a pleasure, and the consequences of Zhou Qingfeng's attack on the goblin squadron are gradually revealed.
The goblin occupying the mortar pit can only transport another batch of supplies to the old Seus who is in charge of the siege. But without the human craftsmen and the trebuchet, they had to rush directly into the high walls of the White Crow camp, which was not easy.
The goblins of the Magru tribe also finally learned their lesson, set up sentries for their transportation lines, and increased the escort force for the transportation team. At the same time, the human traitors who were staying in the mortar pit began to investigate who had attacked their own squadron.
In the mortar pit, the thief, nicknamed "Thorn", gently pushed open the door of the settlement chamber after giving his name respectfully. A big oval thick wooden table was placed in the middle, and a hunched goblin shaman sat on its head.
'Thorns' slowly stepped forward, bent over and lowered his head, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency Greyhide, I'm here to wait for your call."
The chamber was extremely cold, the torches burning on the wall did not provide much heat, but the flickering light and shadow from time to time sparkled with weird and distorted shadows, which made people feel suspicious and fearful.
In the shadows, the old goblin shaman sitting on the top was flipping through several parchment scrolls, and slightly raised his eyes to look at'thorns'.
'Thorns' only felt a slight tremor in the body, something was scanning itself, seeing through itself. He lowered his head and said respectfully: "Honorable Greyhide, you call me, do you have any instructions?"
The old shaman has a weird and ugly face. If you look closely, the wrinkles on its shriveled face are made up of strips of scars and scars. From time to time, black air wafted from the scars and scars, turning into an unpredictable face.
When Zul Greyhide spoke, his low voice brought a shock that penetrated his soul. The'thorns' who bowed their heads felt that their heart was strangled, as if they might be killed at any time.
"There is an enemy who is destroying our great cause. He should be very young. He seems to be a thief with a thin stinging sword, but it is not necessarily. He organized a beautiful ambush and caused us a lot of losses. Now I need you to find him and get rid of him."
Hearing the word'thin thorn sword','Thorn' jumped out of Todd's new companion. He knew who his enemy was, so he lowered his head and replied obediently: "Your Excellency, I will practice your will."