Li Xinfan took Ouyang Ming's hand and they walked side by side.
Ouyang Ming was not used to such actions, but Li Xinfan had no intention of letting go, so he could only follow reluctantly.
Along the way, many sergeants saw this scene, and their faces all showed disbelief.
Li Xinfan is the real leader of an army.
Although Changlong Fucheng Military Camp is also divided into five armies, compared with Lin Haijun Camp, the authority in Fucheng Military Camp is relatively concentrated.
In Lin Haijun's camp, the strength of the five military commanders and generals was not much different, and they were all at the Yang level.
However, there is only one ancestor-level strongman in the Fucheng military camp. No one in the military camp dared to disobey his orders. In the eyes of many ordinary soldiers, Li Xinfan has even broken away from the category of human beings and is almost the same as a god.
However, such a super strong man is now holding the hand of a young man and talking about something pleasantly. It seems that there is no difference in status between the two of them, but they are equal to each other.
For a time, many sergeants were secretly guessing and inquiring about Ouyang Ming's identity while saluting one after another.
Not long after, the words Ou Yangming had spread throughout the entire military camp, and many sergeants suddenly realized it. When they saluted again, they showed even more respect.
Ou Yangming was watched by countless people and whispered: "General, there is no need to mobilize troops like this."
"necessary."
"What?" Ouyang Ming asked in surprise.
Li Xinfan said slowly: "You are the hero of our soldiers. I want them to see you and remember you." The expression on his face remained unchanged, but his voice was a little more emotional: "I hope that when they meet in the future, When something like this happens, you can stand up and seek justice for us.”
Ouyang Ming was stunned for a moment and whispered: "General Li, you are encouraging them..."
"No, I'm not encouraging anything. I just hope that the bloody spirit in the military will not be contaminated and tainted by the world."
Ouyang Ming was silent for a long time, and finally puffed up his chest and followed Li Xinfan with his head held high.
From a high-level perspective, Li Xinfan's approach is not advisable. However, Li Xinfan acted like a real soldier at this moment.
No matter what his ultimate goal is, as long as he is a soldier, Ouyang Ming is willing to go with him.
The Fucheng military camp was very large, and it took them more than half an hour to reach the equipment camp.
When he saw the equipment camp, Ouyang Ming couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Because the equipment camp here is really different from the equipment camp at Lin Haijun camp.
In the Lin Hai Equipment Battalion, each senior arms forger occupied a forging room, while the remaining forgers worked together to make do with it. As for ordinary blacksmiths who don't even have weapons, their status is even lower, and they often only exist as assistants.
Therefore, the territory of Linhai Equipment Camp is not very large, and it is controlled by Qianliang Camp.
However, the Fucheng Equipment Camp seemed completely different. The scale of this Equipment Camp was far beyond his imagination. Not only that, Ouyang Ming could see multiple open flames burning at a glance. In front of each open flame, there was a forging table, and strong men were beating with various instruments.
The actions of these people were no stranger to him. Ouyang Ming had gone through a similar stage before he obtained arms.
They are all blacksmiths without arms, or it is more appropriate to describe them as ordinary blacksmiths.
"General Li, this is..." Ouyang Ming asked in surprise.
Li Xinfan finally let go of his hand. He smiled slightly and said, "Master Ou, how much equipment can you forge in one day?"
Ouyang Ming was startled and said hesitantly, "A dozen or so items are always okay."
If he went all out and lowered his equipment requirements, it would naturally be impossible to have so few. However, for ordinary arms blacksmiths, such standards are enough to make a difference.
Li Xinfan nodded slowly and said, "If each arms forger can forge ten pieces of equipment every day, how many pieces of equipment can all the arms forgers add up?" He paused and then said: "How much equipment is consumed by our entire army every day?"
Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized, "I understand, what they built is ordinary equipment."
Li Xinfan smiled and said: "Yes, what the arms forger makes is of high quality. However, the equipment used by ordinary soldiers is the real big deal, and these equipment are basically made by ordinary blacksmiths."
Ouyang Ming nodded repeatedly. As Li Xinfan said, if the equipment of ordinary sergeants also needs to be made by arms forgers, then even if all the arms forgers in the world are exhausted to death, they will not be able to complete this task.
Suddenly, there was a commotion among the crowd below, and several people left the equipment camp and ran towards them.
"General Li, why are you here free?" The man in front was tall and had a loud voice. Judging from his strength, it seems that he only has Yin-level cultivation, but when he talks to Li Xinfan, the leader of the army and the ancestor of the Jidao, he feels more casual.
Li Xinfan chuckled lightly and said, "Master Lu, I brought you a colleague."
"Come with us?" Master Lu was startled, and his eyes glanced over Ouyang Ming. He didn't stop at all, but quickly fell behind them. The next moment, his eyes immediately lit up, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and he walked over with a big smile.
The smile on Li Xinfan's face froze slightly as he watched Master Lu bypass him and Ouyang Ming and walk straight to the rear.
Ouyang Ming was amused in his heart. This Master Lu must be an important figure in the equipment camp, otherwise he would not dare to treat Li Xinfan like this.
"Oh, Old Craftsman, you are finally willing to come over!" Master Lu walked down with a smile, came to Old Craftsman, opened his arms, and actually gave him a big hug.
The old craftsman also shouted happily: "Brother Lu, we meet again."
The two arms masters hugged each other warmly, and Master Lu said with a smile on his face: "Old Craftsman, I have said long ago that with your level, staying in the corner of Camp Lin Haijun is definitely a big waste. Haha. , I am currently trying to overcome the difficulty of equipment hardness, it would be great if you could help me!”
The expressions of Zhong Yunda and the other two people suddenly became quite ugly. What do you mean by horns? How can such taunting words be said in such a loud voice in person.
The old carpenter looked embarrassed and said: "Brother Lu, although the Lin Haijun camp is a bit small, it can still produce good talents. As soldiers, it is still the same wherever we serve?"
Master Lu shook his head and said: "It's different, absolutely different!"
Li Xinfan coughed heavily and said, "Master Lu, I haven't introduced you yet."
Master Lu shook his head and said: "General Li, no introduction is needed. Old Craftsman and I have been friends for many years. We invited him to join our equipment camp several times, but he refused to agree." After a pause, he shouted: "General, you must keep him this time. With him studying together, we may really be able to improve the hardness of the equipment a little!"
Li Xinfan's face turned slightly dark and he said: "Master Lu, the person I'm introducing to you is not an old craftsman." After all, he was an ancestor of the Supreme Dao. He was naturally upset when he was interrupted again and again. .
Master Lu was startled. His eyes finally left the old craftsman, glanced at Zhong Yunda and Wang Zhongtong, and said, "You two are..."
Zhong Yunda said coldly: "We are the blacksmiths of the Linhai Arms Battalion and have met Master Lu."
Master Lu was stunned and said with a smile: "So we are colleagues, hehe, hehe..." Looking at his embarrassed look, Ouyang Ming almost laughed out loud.
Li Xinfan shook his head helplessly. It was obvious that Master Lu's temperament made even him speechless.
"Master Lu, this is Master Ouyang Ming. Come and get to know me."
Master Lu turned his head and followed Li Xinfan's gesture to look at Ouyang Ming. He blinked hard and said, "Master? You said he..."
Li Xinfan said in a deep voice: "Master Lu, Master Ou is a true forging master. You should ask him for advice."
"Excuse me?" Master Lu rolled his eyes and glanced at Ouyang Ming again, but with a hint of disdain.
If it comes to other things, for the sake of General Li, he will forget it, but when it comes to blacksmithing skills, he has full confidence: "General, you don't know, blacksmithing is a skill that requires rich experience. , if you don’t have enough experience, no matter how talented you are, it will be useless. Hey, Ouyang Ming, this name is so familiar... "
Li Xinfan said dumbfounded: "Master Lu, you still remember the name Ouyang Ming, it's really... not easy!"
A person next to Master Lu came forward and whispered a few words in his ear.
He suddenly looked stunned and said, "Oh, it turns out it's him." He gave Ouyang Ming a thumbs up and said, "Young man, you did a good job."
The old craftsman said quickly: "Xiao Ming, Master Lu praised you, why don't you thank me quickly!"
Ouyang Ming smiled bitterly, wondering in his mind whether he should show a flattered look to please the old craftsman
Master Lu said in surprise: "Old Craftsman, who is he to you?"
The old craftsman raised his head and said proudly: "He is my disciple, he was taught by me." Being able to teach a disciple like Ouyang Ming is the greatest pride in his life.
Master Lu's eyes suddenly softened and he said: "So he is your disciple. Well, he should have two brushes that can give us a blow."
However, what surprised him was that as soon as he said this sentence, he felt that the atmosphere around him was obviously different.
Whether it was Li Xinfan or the guards around him.
There was an extremely strange expression on their faces, especially their eyes, which had a color that made him feel uncomfortable.
It was as if... it was as if he had turned into a clown, making them smile deeply.
Master Lu reached out and touched his cheeks and neck, thinking to himself, could it be that there was too much dust on his body today, so he was laughed at