"No, you guessed it wrong, Master Berlu." Brando shook his head.
The young man closed the door. The mysterious guest pulled off the cloak, revealing the rickety body and the feather gown covering the wrinkled skin, and Taguib bowed deeply towards Brando and saluted.
Bai Lu was taken aback for a moment, "Caveman?" He said in surprise, "Wait, your sir?" The master craftsman responded quickly. The thing he designed according to the blueprint was not usable at all, but it was for These underground organisms are tailor-made.
"My lord, when did you deal with the caveman?"
"Didn't we fight them?"
"But... Then, what is going on?" The old man was puzzled for a while.
During the battle with Sir Mintai, Brando deliberately blocked the news. Most of the prisoners were also kept in solitary confinement in the dungeon without contact. Therefore, the news that cavemen participated in the battle was not leaked.
In addition, he was indifferent to the affairs of Brando's military group and devoted himself to his forging workshop. He really didn't know that Brando's men had merged into a large number of caveman clan.
"My lord... awesome." Tajib maintained a respectful posture, but facing the master craftsman, he answered in a somewhat rusty Cruz language.
"In other words, they were subdued by you?" Bailu asked, turning his head.
Brando nodded.
"Martha is here!" The old man yelled, "How much did you conquer?" He immediately stopped, and suddenly thought of a possibility; the old man looked at Brando with wide eyes in shock, and stretched out a trembling slap: " five hundred?"
Five hundred is exactly the number of armor Brando asked him for.
But the young man shook his head with a smile. Boru thought things too simple, just like humans. No matter how a caveman is a soldier, it is impossible for everyone to be the strongest combat power. What's more, he glanced at Tajib. Although the caveman chief showed respect to him, he would not leave the fate of the whole family in his hands.
"Three thousand." He said.
Peru choked, he hurriedly supported the corner of the table, "I understand, it seems that my old bone is indeed a bit too slow to keep up with your young people-" He shook his head, three thousand cavemen? So how do young people win? Let alone subdue it.
No wonder those mercenaries—especially the younger generation of mercenaries—revealed this lord. He was a bit dismissive at first, but now it seems that this is not just blind worship.
"Okay," Peru replied, "I see, Pallas is going to be out of luck now—"
"It's not that simple, so that Earl Dernell will not bump into him so recklessly. He is an old fox," the young lord shook his head: "Sir Mintai's lesson is enough to make him more cautious."
"You mean Pallas will have reinforcements?"
"Isn't it inevitable?" Brando replied.
The old man touched his chin: "That's why you want to arm these cavemen?"
"Exactly," Brando patted the armor, and then said to Taguib, "Taguib, you can try it."
"My lord, what... is this?" Tajib couldn't look at it, but it could hear the echo of metal.
"Just put it on."
"Witch doctor... I am." Tajib finally realized that it was a suit of armor, and quickly waved his hand: "My lord!"
"It's okay, just give it a try." Brando smiled slightly: "This is a gift from me. You don't want to refuse it?"
"Gift?" The caveman chief was taken aback.
"Your clan is not one of the strong underground, right?" Brando asked.
Tajib fell silent, and it nodded. If it is a strong one, they will not be driven to the surface. Compared with the life in the surface world, they are still more willing to go back underground.
But the scale of its tribe is actually not too small, but it has never found a powerful underground lord as a backer. Tajib knew that he had a hidden danger, that is, in the tribe left to him by his ancestors, the old and the weak were in the majority, and the fighting power that was truly qualified in the underground world was very small.
"It's okay," Brando didn't care: "I said long ago that if we can't improve our own strength and skills, then we can focus on the improvement of equipment—"
"The improvement of equipment...?" Tajib repeated these words suspiciously.
"I plan to give your tribe five hundred sets of armor," Brando replied, "Heavy armor, only for cavemen."
The caveman chief was obviously stunned by this number. Five hundred sets of heavy armor are a huge asset even if they are underground. The underground lords definitely don't use these things to arm a group of cavemen—in other words, a group of cannon fodder.
It stammered up and replied: "Caveman... No|In armor... Your lord!"
Caveman not wearing armor? Brando couldn't help cursing in his heart. The stormtroopers under the caveman lord and siege master Elache—the performance of the caveman assault soldiers in heavy armor in the third war is still fresh in his memory. .
This set of armor in his hand is actually the design drawing of the original version of the rhinoceros armor designed by Elache. Of course, he has not started the latter version, but this set of things is also ahead of the times in the years of blooming flowers and summer leaves.
Brando remembers clearly that the birth of the first set of rhinoceros should be about five years later.
"You are so willing to be cannon fodder? This kind of thing will become history in the future, Tajib," the young man shook his head. "I said, this armor is specially designed for you."
"Wait!" At this time Bolu stopped them two: "My lord, do you mean that this armor didn't exist before?"
"nature."
The old man looked at the young man and he was a little angry: "You didn't even let these guys try on a set of newly designed armor, so you let me make more than two hundred sets!"
Speaking of the back, the master craftsman was almost shouting. He felt that Brando was joking about him. There has been no such thing since ancient times. A set of newly designed armor was put into mass production without even experimentation. Does this guy think this is a toy?
Of course, if Brando is rich and an enemy country, he can understand it, but it is obviously just starting in the territory, and even the maintenance seems difficult.
The iron ore used to make more than two hundred sets of armors is almost the entire reserve of the fir collar, and even for this reason, the reconstruction of the city wall was delayed. Antitina came to him to complain about this more than once.
Peru said more and more angry, especially when he thought of Brando standing aside with Her Royal Highness. If all the people around Her Royal Highness are like this young man, he even now doubts whether this damn kingdom has a future. .
He felt that he was a master craftsman in the kingdom, and he was actually tricked by this guy. The old man stared at Brando, as if if the young lord didn't give him an explanation, then he would let this guy know that he, a master craftsman, also has his own temper!
And this temper is still very bad!
But Brando's face seemed calm, not even the slightest change, it's just that he was a little surprised when Boru got angry at first. He didn't expect the old man to have such a big fire, but after listening to the latter, the young man laughed.
"As for the fire, Master Baru." He shook his head.
"You can still laugh, you'd better give me a statement, damn it!" The old man replied angrily: "Otherwise I will give you a statement today!"
"How are you going to give me an explanation?" Brando asked with his arms around him in a leisurely manner.
When the two started arguing, they seemed to have forgotten Tajib-of course, as for our Mr. Mordenkain, he was forgotten in the corner from the beginning.
"I, I strike!" The old man jumped.
"Okay, okay, calm down," Brando shook his head: "Master Peru, you are the chief craftsman of the kingdom. Can't you see if this armor will work?"
"It is precisely because I am the chief craftsman master of the kingdom that I want to stop your irresponsible behavior!" The old man said angrily, but he still glanced at the caveman chief who was on his own His armor is quite familiar, but just by looking at the caveman, he knows that Brando's design is not a problem.
It looks a little bigger.
However, Tajib claims to be a witch doctor, so the warrior among the cavemen is obviously stronger, and he must be an unusual fit for this suit of armor. As for individual physiques that are unusual, it must be slightly modified.
Seeing that Bai Lu's anger involuntarily disappeared a little bit, he was a little surprised instead. It takes at least decades of forging experience to draw a design drawing and complete the finished product based on experience alone. Even he may not be able to do it. The old man glanced at Brando and wondered whether this young man is a deep hidden Master who does not miss
But why didn't he believe this speculation, instead he asked with some lingering breath: "You didn't make this thing, right?"
Brando nodded, he was too embarrassed to steal the fruits of other people's labor: "This is a design of a friend of mine, he has a lot of research on cavemen." Of course he casually opened it, and the caveman Elache became his. friend.
So at this time, someone who was still far underground in Qiao Gendi Gang couldn't help but sneezed.
"It's pretty much the same," Brando satisfied the speculation in his heart, and the old man stopped pursuing it. He said: "It's better not to play this hand for me in the future. You should leave this kind of surprise to you young people. , My old bone can't stand you to toss a few times."
"You are serious," Brando replied with a grin. "How could this happen? I didn't mean it. Master Peru, you are now the most precious treasure in my domain."
"This is just a temporary job—" the old man groaned, not forgetting to remind Brando of this fact. But the compliment from the young man still made him very comfortable.
Brando shook his head, and then said to the caveman chief on the side: "How about it, Taguib, would you like to accept this gift?"
Taguib hesitated, and Brando had touched the armor when he was talking to Peru. Because of the lack of eyesight, the caveman is more sensitive to touch and hearing than ordinary people. Although only a rough feel, it has been able to determine that the armor is tailor-made for its people.
It is a little heart-stirring, but it also knows that there is no free lunch in the world. The caveman hesitated for a moment, and asked, "My lord... the conditions?"
Brando nodded.
He was very satisfied with Tajib's reaction. Of course he couldn't give the caveman five hundred suits for nothing. Although the caveman and the fir-collar were in a common advance and retreat relationship, this was not enough.
"The conditions are very simple." Brando replied, and then he lowered his voice, lowered his body, and said something to the caveman chief.
Tajib froze for a moment, then hesitated, but finally nodded.
"make a deal."