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It is impossible to determine the time of the enemy's attack, and every minute and every second is so precious.

There is not enough useful information about Inhumans, more situations are needed.Bringing charcoal pencils and animal skins, Ning Miao didn't even think about it, "Let's go to the meeting hall."

After questioning almost all the witnesses of the Mountain Bear Clan, Ning Miao went home and sorted out the interview notes without stopping.

Height is 1.8m to 1.9m, red hair and black pupils, limbs that can be stretched at will like eating rubber fruit, fast, with iron armor and shield, Ning Miao named the alien as iron monster, belonging to the tentacle system.

According to the description of the mountain bear tribe, the black spear is sharp and sharp, and can easily pierce the thick skin of the mountain bear. A wounded man told Ning Miao that the iron monster usually retracts its arms a few times before throwing it out quickly, and its strength will become stronger.

Xiongdan said that he once knocked away an iron monster in order to save a little orc.

Ning Miao concluded three points. First, the iron monster possesses high-end equipment from the cold weapon era.

The second is that the iron monsters themselves are not as powerful as male orcs, but they can deform their limbs, and use the principle of springs to greatly increase their strength and speed.

The third is that iron monsters are good at coordinating attacks, and have the qualities of a regular army.

Ning Miao made a bold conjecture. If the Mountain Bear Clan mobilized at the beginning and fought with all their strength, and with the blessing of transformation, they would give full play to their explosive advantage. Even if the Iron Monster would win, it would definitely be a miserable victory.

The iron monster's mount Dapeng's deep-rooted influence on the orcs is also an important factor.

To be timid before a battle is really a taboo for military strategists.

Ning Miao finally raised her head from the pile of animal skins, "A Yi, we need to train an army."

"army?"

"Well, the army is the cradle of warriors and heroes, which is different from hunting." Ning Miao described it to his partner with the image of a soldier in his mind.

"The opponent of the army is the enemy. Every soldier must receive special training, physical fitness, combat skills, especially the ability to cooperate in combat. An army of 500 people can compete with more than three times the rogue."

Bai Yi looked yearning, and the Erhuo tribe showed their canine teeth, "Ning, let me do the formation of the army."

"Well, Ah Yi..." Ning Miao intended to say some precautions, but he didn't know that Bai Yi had already dodged in front of him, and the cute giant dog looked down at his little female from above.

"Ning." Her brown pupils lit up with water, "I will protect you."

Ning Miao swallowed back the words that jumped to the tip of her tongue, "Understood, but I am the same, Ah Yi, I will cover you."

After that, the winged tigers and mountain bears entered a state of first-level combat readiness.

Bai Yi selected [-] males to form the first army in the Eastern Land of Chiyue Jungle... Yi Army, according to the ideas provided by Ning Miao, focused on physical fitness, combat skills, and cooperation training.

Hu Ling was inconvenient, and Mao took up the work of the material team. Ning Miao didn't mean to be polite, and assigned the task simply and rudely, "Liao, three days, prepare portable bags for the wing army, dried meat, salt powder, animal skin bandages, Assemble the wound medicine according to the pattern I gave you, one for each person."

Ning Miao only said to Bai Bing, "Brother Bing, I want a surprise attack team, like the tip of a spear piercing the heart of the prey."

Bai Bing nodded silently, and then brought the Dashan six-person team plus big and small feet to eat, live, and train together.

After the New Year, the heavy snow no longer falls, and the temperature rises day by day.

Ning Miao sleeps for about four hours a day, like a madman, with Ya, Lai, Needle, Xiong Er and other members of the temporary tool production team, dreaming about weapons, weapons, weapons!The important thing is said four times, weapons!

You have a spear, others have a shield, others have a spear, and you have a belly. This is obviously not a fun game, it is purely one-sided bloody abuse.

Ning Miao gnawed on jerky bitterly. Before time-traveling, she belonged to the product development department. After time-traveling, she was still a technical nerd. It’s a magical fate. Believe it or not.

Now and now, metal, no, gunpowder, no, crossbow bolts, will not do.

Shit, if you play a golden finger, you will die. The master of time travel doesn't play cards according to the routine. I want to report it!Ning Miao cursed and ate and continued to do scientific research.

"rather."

Ning Miao raised her eyes and met Bai Bing's blue eyes, "Brother Bing?"

"Are you looking for the material for the bow arm?" Bai Bing took out a piece of Tata tree root pinned to his lower back, "Look?"

Ning Miao took the tree root as thick as the little orc's arm, but it was unexpectedly heavy and almost let go.

Hard enough, depends on the toughness.

Putting the roots of the tree on the fire for a while, Ning Miao spit into the palm of her hand, trying to bend the shape of the bow arm.

Our little clan witches flushed with manly strength.

However, the Tata tree roots did not budge.

"give me."

The muscles on Bai Bing's big and small arms bulged, and the roots of the Tata tree succumbed to the male strength, arching out in an orderly manner.

"The toughness without soaking in water is enough, there are no cracks, no broken marks." Expert Ning finished the appraisal, and frantically pulled the hem of Bai Bing's clothes back and forth, "Bingge, my golden finger, my lucky star, Bingge , we finally found it!"

Bai Bing bent down and touched Ning Miao's forehead with her lips, "Tata tree roots, across the stream and river, there are many."

The tool production team went crazy, digging roots, cutting branches, weaving grass and vines, all day and night without sleep.

Ning Miao's eyes were bloodshot, but his mental state was surprisingly good.

On behalf of the tool production team, Ning Miao gave the new bow and arrow the name Shooting Sun, a name that proudly breaks through the sky.

There are 70 sun-shooting arrows, 45 wooden arrows, and 120 hard rock arrows. The farthest parallel shooting distance is [-] meters, and the [-]-degree parabola can reach [-] meters.

Among them, the most attractive longbow, Ning Miao called it Xuanyuan alone. It took three males to pull it with all their strength. The shooting distance reached 260 meters. The bow and arrow can be directly upgraded to a heavy crossbow. It is very powerful when paired with a hard stone arrow. , An arrow pierces the armor.It's a pity that the accuracy is worrying.

Shooting the sun gave priority to supplying the wing army, and equipped two hundred archers.

Xuanyuan gave Xiong Daxiong two bear eggs and three brute force bears.

The female legion headed by Lai was divided into one hundred shooting suns. Experiments have proved that many of the females are extremely talented in archery. With a little training, within 30 meters, nine out of ten shots will hit the bull's-eye.

As the sun went down, the scouts in charge of reconnaissance returned to the station.

Bai Bing stood still at the cave entrance of the tool making team, releasing a little bit of low pressure.

Ning Miao suddenly felt exhausted, decisively ended the excited state of continuous overtime, bid farewell to everyone, and followed the low pressure to go home for dinner.

Bai Yi finished cooking porridge with dried mushrooms and meat, and felt so sorry for the little female that she was so tired that she couldn't lift her eyelids, so she blew it cold little by little with a small wooden spoon and fed it.

Ning Miao nestled in Bai Bing's arms, half-drowsy and half-slumped after eating a bowl of meat porridge, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Brother, Xiao Yi wants to ask you something." Bai Yi was washing the bowl in his hand, and said in a normal tone, "If you can't deal with the stranger, you take Ning away."

Bai Bing unbuttoned Ning Miao's coat and covered the quilt, as if he didn't hear his brother's request.

"Brother, I promised Ning that I will protect him." Bai Yi smiled calmly, "Brother, I am very happy. Ever since I was a child, I have never been so happy as I am now."

"Brother." The light from the charcoal fire shone into Bai Yi's eyes, and the brown pupils reflected a gleam of warm red, "I miss Father and Father..."

"Winglet."

Bai Bing murmured, "You have grown up."

The cold voice condensed, "But you will always be my younger brother."