Warhammer Greenskin Inventor

"Okay, I promise you to do business." Zhaoming, who had been thinking for a long time, finally made up his mind. No matter what, it was always better to agree to these greenskins than to refuse.

Seeing the serious look on Zhaoming's face, Lin Mu also showed a professional smile. If Zhaoming agreed directly after listening to his opinions, Lin Mu would not let them go.

The fact that Zhao Ming thought about it for so long showed that the guy in front of him had no plans to play tricks on himself. Of course, he would have to leave it to fate whether he would send a caravan after he returned.

"If you are not in a hurry, you can come and sit in my tribe. We will give you delicious food and drinks." After saying this, Lin Mu symbolically pulled out a cigar and handed it to Zhaoming.

However, Zhao Ming was not interested in what the green skins in front of him gave him. They also had tobacco in Cathay, but these tobaccos had side effects on the bodies of living creatures, and they also had a certain degree of addiction.

But Zhaoming still took the cigar and put it directly into his arms.

Every move of Lin Mu and Zhao Ming was watched by the Cathay soldiers. Zhao Ming put his cigar in his arms and said, "Greenskin, in this case, let's withdraw our troops."

"Okay," Lin Mu said, Zhaoming transformed into a dragon again and flew towards the Cathay soldiers.

Lin Mu was not idle either. He first gathered the tricycles together, then began to gather his troops, and directly led the greenskins back to the previous trench.

But the Cathay soldiers were not so casual. They had killed and injured a large number of soldiers in previous battles. After the greenskins evacuated, the Cathay soldiers were responsible for cleaning the battlefield and collecting the corpses.

During this process, some soldiers also picked up weapons discarded by the greenskins. The soldiers were all jealous of such powerful shotguns, and even fought together to fight for these shotguns.

But fortunately, no one dared to question Zhaoming's prestige, and Zhaoming sent people to collect these shotguns discarded by the greenskins.

It took most of the day to clean up the entire battlefield. Looking at the large pile of corpses and hundreds of green-skinned corpses lined up at the door, the soldiers all fell into silence. The battle damage had reached an level that made it impossible to look directly at them. proportion.

The death ratio between Cathay soldiers and greenskins has exceeded ten to one. Such horrific casualties not only frightened the soldiers, but even Zhao Ming in the big tent felt a chill.

But it is useless to think about it now. Instead of worrying about the death of thousands of people, it is better to find a way to imitate these weapons of the green skins as soon as possible.

At this time, the old man who was sitting next to Zhaoming's table and who had been playing chess with Zhaoming was disassembling the shotgun and using a clay embryo to print the parts of the shotgun on the clay embryo.

The pouring method is not only mastered by the green skins, many races use the pouring method to make weapons. However, for weapons that require high precision such as firearms, using clay embryos to pour them is still a bit behind.

But that didn't matter. Technology wasn't enough for magic. After putting down the casualty report in his hand, Zhaoming also joined in the imitation.

What Zhaoming had to do was act as a lathe. The iron sword in Zhaoming's hands began to melt into molten iron, and was controlled by Zhaoming to be poured into the mold that the old man had prepared.

After the pouring was completed, Zhao Ming's hands polished these parts like razors. After the unremitting efforts of the two, they finally succeeded in replicating a shotgun. Its style is basically the same as that made by the greenskins, but there are still some subtle differences. gap.

Putting a bullet into the shotgun, Zhao Ming directly pulled the trigger. However, with the pull of the trigger, the gun made an overwhelming explosion. Fortunately, Zhao Ming's body was a Shenlong, otherwise his whole hand would have been damaged. Will be blown to pieces.

As for why this happened, it was because the iron used in the barrel was not hard enough, and although Sinian had steelmaking technology, it had no concept of this.

The firearms made by Zhao Ming and the old man were entirely made of ordinary wrought iron, and their toughness was completely incomparable with the greenskins' special steel.

Looking at the gun that exploded into tatters in his hand, Zhao Ming sighed and said: "Hey~, it seems that it is not that simple to imitate these green-skinned weapons."

"Not only is it not simple, you must know that ordinary craftsmen cannot knead metal as casually as you, sir. If a mortal wants to make such a weapon, it will be dozens of times more troublesome than making a firecracker." After saying that, the old man also frowned deeply. No matter what, the old man couldn't figure out why the greenskins could create something that they couldn't create. This was unscientific.

The time passed by the two of them in silence, and Lin Mu, who had retreated to the Plain of Skeletons, had a good sleep. Although he did not kill all the Cathayans, he found a trade route for his tribe. The power of the firearm was also verified, and Lin Mu was already very satisfied.

As for the previously disrupted plan, Lin Mu decided to change it.

The sun rose again from the east, and Lin Mu, who had slept all night, walked out of the command room. Today he would invite Zhaoming to visit his tribe and introduce his tribe's specialties to Zhaoming.

Of course, Lin Mu would not bring Zhao Ming to his hinterland. It would be bad if his tribe's skills were stolen.

Huo Ya, who was responsible for cutting off the Cathay soldiers, and the great goblin Temujin had already withdrawn to the Plain of Bones, but Lin Mu asked Huo Ya to hand over all the cavalry to the great goblin Temujin.

Lin Mu had an impression of this hobgoblin who had been responsible for cavalry training. When his tribe attacked Ash Ridge, this guy was still the boss of the hobgoblin tribe.

The mission given to the hobgoblin by Lin Mu was very simple, that is, the Northern Expedition.

Use the Ash Ridge as a springboard to go all the way north. There are such a large number of greenskins in the north. If Lin Mu wants the black orcs, he must go north. Moreover, the Chaos Dwarf King once lined up an army to attack him, so of course he must reciprocate.

Lin Mu had only two tasks for the hobgoblins. One was to coax as many greenskins to join his tribe, and the other was to hunt the chaos dwarves.

Since the Chaos Dwarves also retain the habit of living in the mountains, and with the assistance of the special operations boys, it is not too difficult to find them in the dark land.

As for how to capture the dwarves, Lin Mu just felt that the chemical plant was a little underbuilt. These guys hiding in the tunnels all day long would not have imagined what the greenskins would do to them.

After receiving the order, the hobgoblin led the cavalry all the way north and disappeared into the wasteland without any reason. According to the boss's wishes, the hobgoblin Temujin will take his cavalry to whip the entire northern part of the dark land.