Starting from blacksmithing, riding and chopping Europe

Chapter 41 Sending You to God!

"A Danish businessman named Balth wants to meet me?"

In front of the iron furnace.

Listening to today's rotating secretary Little Skylark's report, Feng Daofu made a move: "Ask him to come over in two days."

"Okay."

Little Skylark stepped aside after reporting, and asked curiously, "Isn't there Macharla?"

Feng Daofu said casually: "I'm too rough and worn out."

Little Skylark didn't know what to think of, her little face blushed.

Feng Daofu ignored her reaction and carefully refined the shape of the blade.

Every battle involves a huge consumption of weapons, and troops usually have craftsmen accompanying them when they go out to battle, who are responsible for building and repairing weapons after the battle, so that the troops always maintain good combat effectiveness.

For wealthy forces, 10 army artisans can even reach 5000.

Those who had no money could only use the weapons discarded by the enemy, creating the legend of countless transport captains.

The Battle of the Four Clans lasted only one night. Before the upgrade, the two-handed Lv4, although it can be called a professional level, the blade tendons are very solid, and the relatively durable Thracian two-handed machete is used, but it can't stand him. The loss caused by fighting on the front line.

clang!
Feng Daofu gave a hammer blow: "The thickness modified for balance has not been changed properly. It is a technical problem."

"I'm not afraid now, but I've started to get on the head, and I like to chop people when I get on the top. If you chop too many bones, you will lose a lot. This is a bad habit."

clang!
One hammer extended the manganese steel knife blank.

Little Skylark exclaimed: "It's so long!"

"Is this two meters long?"

"It's 1.7 meters."

Feng Daofu replied.

The prototype of his new sword was based on the gold-bronze lacquered Tang straight sword collected by Kashima Jingu Shrine.

Rumor has it that this knife is astonishingly long, 256cm in length, 223cm in blade length, and made with a straight back.

Considering his own physique, Feng Daofu shortened it, but it was still much longer than Machar.

With more combat experience, he truly feels that attack distance is the eternal god.

Long is fragrant!

From the perspective of human mechanics and engineering design, the capabilities of the straight blade are balanced and easy to manufacture.

There are more foot combats at this stage. Although the scimitar is good, the straight knife is more suitable for foot combat. With the improvement of two-handed skills, you can also give full play to the advantages of the all-round straight knife.

If you encounter an armored heavy infantry such as a red-haired berserker, you can also use the stab to break the armor.

With the smelting technology of the Nordic house, it is very likely that the iron ring of the chain mail will be squeezed out of shape with a single knife and then passed through the seam of the armor, without having to beat the knee hard.

Speaking of which, even in mounted combat, Western cavalry swords are either straight or curved.

Take the Napoleon era as an example. At Waterloo, the British cavalry swords were straight-edged, but the Russian cavalry swords were curved, and the North American cavalry swords were curved.

It can be seen from the situation in various countries that it is not true that scimitar slashing has much more advantages than straight stabbing. Straight knife slashing is just as deadly, but at most it is more laborious.

At worst, it is ready for both straight and bent directions, so you can bend it flexibly according to the situation.

clang!
clang!
clang!
With the looting inheritance bonus, free attribute points, and after drinking BUFF, the strength has reached 17 points, and the maximum deadlift weight exceeds 350 kilograms, which is more than five times the body weight!

Feng Daofu is like a human-shaped power hammer, forging tirelessly.

It must be powerful, persistent and persistent, precise and precise!

The efficiency is maximized until the forging stage is completely completed.

"Whoo~"

Feng Daofu exhaled a stale breath and glanced at the blade embryo. Metaphysics and Metallurgy sensed that the blade embryo was in good condition.

Raise the temperature and start double-liquid quenching immediately when the optimal area is reached.

Noisy!
Purified walrus oil tumbling oil bubbles.

The iron tongs clamp the knife strip and slowly stir the oil quenching barrel to enhance the flow of oil and help dissipate heat.

Remove the residual grease, install the handle, and polish
In front of the fire, the long, dark, straight knife seemed to swallow up all the light and heat.

"Hard two-handed straight sword (damage +2, durability +2)"

"Forging +102"

"Forging Lv5 (16%)"

"Now that energy is being distracted by official duties, it will take at least half a year to fill up the experience bar, unless a large number of weapons are smelted..."

Feng Daofu tried the knife thoughtfully.

The hard affix is ​​also good, more durable, but Vondorf is still a little dissatisfied after using Macharla's perfect balance.

"It's too late for now, let's make do with this knife first."

Put on the armor, take the straight knife with both hands, and lead Da Ya out.

As soon as the door was opened, raindrops fell from the sky.

"It's raining?"

Feng Daofu thought for a while, and walked south with an umbrella and a moon and stars without wearing Da Ya.

Encountered groups of soldiers along the way.

They shouted slogans and marched quickly in an orderly manner.

Vondorf shouted: "Good job, brothers."

The soldiers shouted: "For Io, no hard work!"

Fondolf: "Enjoy what you should enjoy, and add something to eat afterward."

So the soldiers shouted a lot more eagerly.

Feng Daofu continued: "It's not easy for everyone to live a good life where they can afford medical care, provide warmth, and eat fish every day!"

"But now, there is a group of people who are not only ungrateful, but secretly want to overthrow the church!"

"I'm so nice to them and they do this."

"They give me chills! They make me uneasy and keep me awake at night!"

"If I can't sleep, my health will deteriorate, and I won't be able to lead everyone to live a happy life, and everyone will suffer from cold and hunger again!"

"Would everyone like it?"

As soon as the question was asked, the soldiers roared angrily: "I don't want to!"

Vondolf: "What should we do with those heretics who do not worship God?"

Soldier: "Punish! Punish! Punish!"

"Yes, punishment!"

Feng Daofu's long knife pointed at the brightly lit buildings ahead: "Surround here!"

slack clack~
It was drizzling in the night sky.

The red wooden lanterns swayed, the candles flickered, and the water on the ground reflected a dim yellow halo.

pat!

One foot stepped into the stagnant water, crushing Xuanguang.

The guard who drank some wine to drive away the cold raised his eyes and saw a black figure walking towards him.

Holding a black umbrella in his left hand, he couldn't see his face clearly, only the strong outline of the black cloak could be seen.

Guard: "Where did it come from?"

The umbrella was raised, and a familiar face loomed.

The guard suddenly woke up and his voice trembled: "Black, Black Prince?!"

Fondolf stepped on the halo and put one hand on his shoulder.

The raindrops were like curtains, covering his face with a layer of mystery and intimidation.

The guard's expression changed again and again, but in the end he did nothing and was pushed through the door.

boom!
A strong man inside the door heard the sound, and his expression changed drastically upon seeing this scene.

The hand behind his back made twitching gestures, and he said with a forced smile: "Black Prince, what are you doing here so late?"

Feng Daofu didn't seem to notice, holding an umbrella in his left hand and holding a flagon in his right.

After taking a sip of wine, he answered exactly what was asked: "During the snowstorm a few days ago, everyone from the noble warriors to the newly captured slaves listened to my orders and worked hard to provide disaster relief."

"Together we worked together and for the first time in the history of the land, no one died in a snowstorm."

"I was very happy, but at this time someone told me that someone not only dealt with the problem and only swept the snow from their own house, but also insulted and harmed the slaves and people who were working hard to provide disaster relief."

"Eliot, you don't even want to call me a saint."

"You guys let me down."

"That's it?"

Elliot said dumbfounded: "Black... Saint, they are just a group of slaves and untouchables. We have all paid the money."

"Untouchables?"

The sharp black eyes seemed to be able to pierce the rain curtain, and the piercing Elliot was in a trance.

"Who gave you the guts to call the son of Io that?"

"They used to be treated like cattle and horses by you, but now that I'm here, everything will change!"

"They are human beings, people with dignity!"

"Now I will give you a way, in front of everyone, take out all your property, compensate them and apologize."

"This way, can you go?"

road?
all property?
Boom!

A thunder.

A brief flash of lightning illuminated Elliot's ferocious face, illuminating the shadows of swords and swords hidden in the house behind!
"Get rid of him before his soldiers come in!"

With a sharp shout, Elliot drew his sword and charged forward.

Faster than him is a long knife like ink.

puff!
The black umbrella fell to the ground.

Elliott stared blankly at the hand that pierced his throat with the knife.

Crackling!

Big raindrops hit the back of my hand and broke into pieces.

Not long ago, how could you have become so much stronger? What did Elliot want to say.

puff!

The knife was drawn out, blood spurted out, and the rain curtain was stained with scarlet.

Feng Daofu didn't even look at him, and kicked the guard beside him sideways.

boom!
There was a muffled sound, as if the guard had been hit by a bison, his body flew upside down involuntarily, lying on the ground blinking, his head tilted and passed out.

Instantly disarming the defense line at the door, Feng Daofu seemed to be walking in the rain, pointing his black knife obliquely, and slowly walked towards the family warriors rushing out of the door.

Someone roared in grief: "It's just a pariah, just because of these pariahs, you killed Elliot?!"

"Just took office, observe the environment, brake with silence, and be familiar with the environment and make a smooth transition."

The man was taken aback: "What are you talking about?"

"Familiar with the environment, discover the existing problems, pull a group to warm up, and then ignite the biggest problem to stand up, the damage is the least, and the effect is the best."

The man was filled with grief and anger: "To establish our authority?! Are you using us to establish our authority?! We have shed blood and made meritorious deeds for the tribe!"

"Let's go together! Kill him! He has limited strength alone, so he can't last long!"

"kill!"

The first few people who rushed out roared and attacked at the same time.

They had just taken a few steps when the figure walking in the rain moved, suddenly changing from extremely slow to extremely fast.

The black knife cut through the rain curtain, and the breath of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood rushed towards my face!

Several people felt their scalps go numb, subconsciously raised their swords to block.

clang--!
Swords intersect, sparks fly!

A terrifying force struck, and several people's veins tensed up. With all the strength of the crowd, they only took half a step back from each other!

They were as shocked as Elliott in their hearts.

How could there be a monster that grows so fast? !
It's too late to answer this question.

call!
It was pouring rain, and every drop of rain seemed to reflect the shadow of a black knife!
Wave after wave of afterimages of the black knife, the screams that tore through the air are connected together, as if more than a dozen people swung their knives at the same time, and they can only passively block with their swords!

clang!clang!clang!
The sound of jingo and gege clashing continued. Although they were completely suppressed, they were not in a hurry at all.

Because there is patriarch Jeffrey behind him!
"kill!"

Putting on the chain mail, Geoffrey rushed out with the slaves who promised a great reward.

Continuously chop for one meal.

Finally stopped!
A few people showed joy, and they rushed forward to pinch back and forth.

Boom!
The rain seemed to stop.

Feng Daofu took a step back, and the stabbing sword pointed across the front of the breastplate.

Among the bright sparks, Jeffrey met those black eyes, watching him kill the slaves like an eagle preying on him!

The black prince is kind-hearted and won’t kill slaves? !

He watched Feng Daofu slash the slave's helmet with his wide blue eyes. The head and neck seemed to be stretched at this moment, and he died on the spot!
Feng Daofu's momentum remained undiminished, he stepped on the ground suddenly, and at the same time as the muddy water exploded, his spine twisted into a force, and his shoulder hit another slave heavily!
boom!
Like a thunderclap, invisible ripples rushed out from the slave's back, and he was knocked into the air and smashed hard against the wall!
Click!

The earthen walls of the longhouse cracked in an instant, and the calcium-deficient slave suffered a hollow chest cavity and died in an instant!

In an instant, Feng Daofu beheaded several slaves. This amazing killing efficiency made the rest of the people tremble!
"Trigger Specialty - Incarnation of Fear, kills you cause with two-handed weapons will hit the enemy's morale +20%!"

Subtle changes in mentality made their formation uneven.

call!
As an elite warrior, the patriarch Jeffrey instinctively raised his spear, and tried to swing the blade upwards, but unexpectedly, the long knife turned suddenly, and went straight to the waist like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter!

laugh!
Jeffrey, who was almost disemboweled, jumped back quickly. When he lowered his head, he saw that the iron rings on the chain armor on his abdomen were somewhat deformed.

"Strength and skill have become so much stronger?!"

He looked up in shock, and Feng Daofu had already killed the family warrior, and a warrior's skull was chopped off with one blow!
One more person was killed, and morale was hit hard again!

Even if he has a strong will to fight, he can't stand it at this moment.

As long as they hesitated for a moment in their hearts, Feng Daofu had already been given room to move around.

Avoiding the vital point and blocking the blade with his shoulder armor, Feng Daofu pointed his sword at a samurai with his backhand.

The samurai raised his sword subconsciously, countless sparks were sparked between the sword and the sword, and the astonishingly long black sword hit his heart with unabated momentum!

boom!
The leather armor on the body is functioning, but the penetrating force has already acted on the heart.

"what!"

Another person fell down screaming.

Feng Daofu's figure moved slightly, and while the armor blocked the attack, he kicked off the ground unexpectedly.

boom!
The right foot pedaled on the wooden pillar to borrow strength again, the waist twisted like a towel, and the foot was drawn towards the side face of the warrior next to him.

The samurai didn't have time to react, he heard a muffled sound, his cheeks trembled violently, blood and sweat mixed in the rain, and the brutal force left traces in the rain, like a stroke of ink!
The samurai's eyes turned white and bloodshot and he fainted!

Feng Daofu landed on the ground and swung his sword. When the last samurai was tricked into raising his sword to block, he suddenly jumped forward and slashed through it with his palm.

Boom!

Lightning flashes across the dark night sky.

After a brief glare, the corpse of the warrior with a deformed neck fell down, and Jeffrey roared silently and stabbed Feng Daofu.

Boom!
The figure disappeared, Jeffrey's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked down suddenly, but there was nothing.

He raised his head quickly, and the black knife shadow passed by.

The bodies were staggered, and Jeffrey's body was stiff.

Boom!

A sound of thunder.

The figure cast on the wall was divided into two halves, and the deformed iron ring fell on the water, gradually stained with blood.

Feng Daofu flicked the long knife casually, and the stagnant water splashed a streak of scarlet.

With the knife in the elbow and wiped off the last remaining blood, the black-haired saint sheathed the knife, turned his back to Jeffrey's body, and walked towards the longhouse: "I don't even know how to buy arms from the saint, you deserve to be broken. "

"God loves the world, and it is God's business to forgive you, and my task is to send you to meet God."

The door of the longhouse opened, revealing a bunch of terrified and pretty faces.

"trigger."

"You can make atonement for your sins in the afterlife. I will take care of your wife and daughter, so don't worry."

　Even if it is a primitive clan, the transfer of power will not be smooth.

　　But not too much ink, one chapter is done, and then the official road to hegemony will begin.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)