A confused sound came from the griffin cub's throat.

Dawei touched his tail, walked up, and tore the corpse open in front of the gryphon, revealing the fresh flesh and blood inside.

This aroused his strong interest, and he ran over and started to eat crazily.

Roach, who witnessed the griffin's killing process, fell into deep thought.

"My ancestors raised griffins, but I have never seen one so ferocious..."

Just seven days.

A griffin the size of a husky ate two horses, four rabbits, and a deer.

He is also about the same size as an Alaskan dog.

Although its feathers are yellow and fluffy, it looks like a chick.

But anyone who has seen what this beast does will never associate it with cuteness.

"This thing is definitely not a gryphon. It takes more than a month to hatch. You can feast on it as soon as it is born."

"That's about right. Anyway, he's very obedient."

Dawei squatted down and picked up the piece of meat while he was enjoying the meal.

The ferocious cub did not attack.

There was no dissatisfaction, he just looked pitifully at Dawei and made a dissatisfied sound.

"Take a look and be more obedient."

After tearing open the body of the furry man, he took out a few pieces of fresh internal organs and handed them to the gryphon. The monster opened its mouth and carefully accepted the food.

"This is different from the training method passed down from my family."

Roach was puzzled.

Griffins don't like to live in groups, and they don't have the habit of recognizing the boss.

They are quite arrogant and it takes at least a long process to gain recognition.

It also takes many attempts to make them obedient, such as having noble moral character and having power that ordinary people cannot compare to...

"It seems like your situation is quite normal."

After all, Dawei is quite cruel.

This griffin looked petite and cute compared to him.

The griffon cub finished eating while they were chatting, opened his mouth and yawned and fell asleep directly.

Grabbing the griffon by the neck, Dawei followed Roach to the new camp.

The new camp is located near a river and is built of stone and logs, with clearly defined roads and multiple public toilets.

The soldiers who returned from the killings, with their allotted spoils of war, happily went to the warehouses to exchange them for coins.

Huge furnaces spewed thick black smoke.

A large number of blacksmith apprentices wielded hammers and struck parts of the armor under the command of the dwarf.

These powerful barbarians are much stronger than dwarves in terms of strength, and their endurance is quite good.

Just like an animal.

In order to speed up the production of weapons and armor, this camp has adopted a standardized manufacturing process.

A craftsman is responsible for the manufacture of a component. Every time the craftsman completes the manufacturing, he has to engrave his name on the inside of the armor. If the quality is found to be poor, the craftsman will be punished.

But if the quality and speed can be guaranteed, he can also get sufficient rewards and remuneration.

There are rules here that encourage others to be creative, and as long as they can improve their craftsmanship, they can gain military merit.

In Dawei's organization, blacksmiths are also important. They have the same military ranks and promotion paths as infantry.

"Here we go, take it out!"

Roach gestured to his two apprentices.

The two men nodded, took out a piece of iron and placed it in front of Dawei.

This thing is 1.5 meters long, has an obvious flint structure, and a simple wooden butt. Even the most ignorant person can recognize this thing at the first sight.

This is a musket.

But the weight came to 36 pounds, and the muzzle was about the size of an egg.

“The quality is good, but a bit thick...”

Dawei stroked the musket with a flint structure.

The technology to create this thing is not difficult for a magical creature like a dwarf, so it is easy to create him.

If this thing were in reality, it would definitely be scolded to death. It is neither fish nor fowl, like a gun and a cannon.

But it was just right for those barbarians.

The strength and stamina of those sturdy guys are at least twice that of ordinary humans.

If you train more, you can reach about five times.

Some special breeds, such as centurions, can pull two tons of weight by themselves.

"Well, let's give it a try."

Dawei stuffed the gryphon in his hand into his clothes, picked up the flintlock and came outside.

He asked someone to prepare a relatively complete body of a furry man and bear, and placed it 50 meters away.

Pick up the homemade granular gunpowder and put it into the barrel, load the iron bullets, and add a small amount of gunpowder to the gunpowder pool.

After completing this basic process, Dawei raised his musket and aimed at the dead body of the furry man 50 meters away.

Pull the trigger.

The flint was struck hard, and the sparks produced ignited the gunpowder.

boom! ! !

There was a loud noise like thunder, and the originally sleeping griffin was awakened. He looked around him in panic and found that he was inside Dawei's clothes.

The frightened griffon struggled wildly.

But he was soon caught by Dawei and unable to move.

The other blacksmiths watching were shocked. Dawei's arms did not tremble at all, which made the trajectory very accurate.

The iron bullet the size of an egg accurately hit the dead body of the furry man.

The mass of dead bodies exploded directly, turning into fragments all over the sky and flying everywhere, but the iron projectile flew to nowhere.

"What is this!"

"Dragon Breath Gunpowder."

The manufacturing process is very simple.

Just add charcoal powder, a small amount of fire dragon sac liquid, and the ashes of magical creatures, then grind it into powder, squeeze it with a heavy object, and finally crush it into particles and slowly dry it.

Roach was calm because he had tried this stuff before.

We made five or six experimental models alone, and Dawei's model is the most stable and simple model.

But other craftsmen excitedly began to test the performance of this weapon as if they had seen something miraculous.

Because it is enlarged and thickened, this gun can be fired at a very long distance.

However, the effective range is only about 100 meters, and projectiles will fly randomly beyond this distance.

"This is simply an artifact!"

"Indeed, but the cost of dragon's breath gunpowder is too expensive... Where can we get another dragon?"

"There are actually replacement items, just look for the fire-breathing creature."

"This thing is very difficult to make...it took me two days to make such a thing."

The dwarves discussed excitedly.

The onlookers' guards shook their heads.

"Don't get excited too early."

"The pellets are really powerful, but they can't hit the target at all."

As beings who have fought against frost giants many times, the guards have seen the magic of frost giants many times.

The spell that isolates bows and arrows from javelins is so unbelievable that there is still no way to break it.

"Theoretically yes."

Dawei stroked the griffin cub which fell asleep again.

"The ballistic deflection technique is based on the enemy's magic strength. The javelin I threw last time could easily penetrate the magic-using Frost Giant."

"This proves that long-range attacks are still very useful as long as the kinetic energy is high."

The barbarian bows and arrows here only have two to three hundred joules at most.

But if it were this flintlock gun that was enlarged and weighted and added with magic gunpowder, it would have at least two to three thousand joules.

A deflection spell.

Putting it in has no effect.

Before the issue of the musket was settled, Dawei was interrupted by the orderly soldier.

"Khan, we encountered a giant beast!"

Chapter 129 Mentally feeble thinking

Han Pimao raised his arms and looked at the furry man who charged from a distance, with an obvious smile in his eyes.

There is no order in these poor fellows.

Not even the most basic formation.

It was a chaotic rush, some running fast and some running slow.

The bravest guys have already rushed forward, but the cowardly ones are running very slowly. The battle with these furry men is very simple.

You only need to kill all the warriors in the front row, and the cowards in the back will run away. When the time comes, the cavalry will be dispatched to pursue them and you will win.

Seeing the hairy man getting closer and closer, Han Pi Mao was also ready.

"put!!!"

The archers at the rear immediately raised their bows and fired at the charging furry men.

The strong arms continuously draw the bow, throwing a large number of arrows in a general direction in a short period of time.

Most of the furry men who did not use spells fell directly under more than ten rounds of bow and arrow attacks.

"Raise the spear!"

The small flag in the camp shouted loudly.

The soldier at the front raised his spear and launched the next attack on the furry man rushing towards him.

These guys are like wild beasts.

Countless casualties were caused by the rain of bows, arrows and terrifying spears.

Of the three thousand furry men, only more than 1000 successfully rushed to the shield formation, and the rest fled directly under this terrifying long-range attack.

The soldiers who formed a shield formation started a bloody massacre at the call of their commanders.

The soldiers at the front were wearing strong armor and holding short spears to kill all the furry men who approached. The spearmen at the rear kept rushing in to cover the shield soldiers in front.

The archers at the rear took turns shooting to lower their morale.

With such close cooperation.

No one in the entire thousand-man regiment died. They successfully broke down the opponent's morale, and together with the cavalry, they massacred the defeated furry men.

The killing continued for a day and a night.

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