The Human Emperor

In the Battle of the Southwest, the Alibaban King's horses were almost lost, while the Triangle Gap was defeated and the horses in the North were similarly destroyed. Now there are two generals, an intelligent figure, but the three of them have no soldiers at all, which is a difficult problem that the three of them have to solve.

“You don't have to worry about that. I'm ready. ”

Daqin Ruozhan said faintly, seemed to have expected Du Songbuzhi to ask this. As he spoke, he glanced at the fire tree outside the fence and hid it.

All of a sudden in his heart, he turned his head and looked at the fire tree collection beside him. During this time, he and the fire tree were in constant danger of leaving Meng, and he knew exactly when the fire tree was leaving and what he had done. He never saw who he was meeting, not to mention when he borrowed the horses.

However, Dusong Mangbuzhi also knew that Daqin Ruozan would never speak a lie.

“I'm sorry I didn't tell you everything. ”

A moment of silence, the fire tree finally revealed a slight apology:

“Long before I went to see you at the Temple of Snow Mountain, I had already met many people and found a lot of troops, as the Minister had commanded. We in Us Tibet have lost three consecutive battles and lost a lot of horses. In the Battle of Datang, we barely won, even Xiangxiong Training Center was taken away by them. Like us, they all want to change this situation and find an opportunity to completely defeat Da Tang and revitalize us in Us Tibet. ”

The Fire Tree said, turning his head towards the shadow of the prison and looking:

“Come out! ”

Underneath the prison, a dead silence, moments later, a magnificent figure, with a long knife at his waist, came out of the shadows with a strong breath of bravery and blood:

“Great General Dusong, long time no see! ”

Seeing the shadow coming out of the shadow, the shadow was completely shaken, and the instant one seemed to understand something, and slowly revealed a relieving divine color in his eyes.

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A few days later, in the early morning, in a casting iron farm west of Steel City, all the craftsmen were cleared out, all the lights were shielded, only Wang Chung was left alone, standing in the casting iron farm, surrounded by mountains of Uzi steel sword embryos, a handle on a burning pine branch pile, roasted.

These futures will obsess all of us, and the insane sword of the ultimate, and it will be dark at this moment, looking blind. But Wang Zheng knew very well that before long, they would become a famous sword with a magical pattern of cloud-like flowing water on its surface.

“Almost there! ”

Wang Chong feels the temperature and humidity change around him. The quenching of the Oz steel sword has strict requirements and must be done before the first ray of sunlight in the morning. Opportunity is only for a moment. Wang Chong must be strictly seized. Moreover, the forging of the Oz steel sword has always been the secret of Wang Chung, not only for himself, but also not to be stolen by the great cannibals.

So to date, although Wang Chong has taught other craftsmen the first few steps of Uzi steel forging, the last and most critical steps, Wang Chong has always insisted on his own operation.

“Buzz!”

Wang shook his heart and thought, pounding his breath, burst out, like a river and lake sea, wrapped a bunch of small mountain Uzi steel sword embryos. Wow, the waves splashed and a red Uzi steel sword embryo threw into a huge iron cylinder in the middle of the casting iron field.

This cylinder is filled with quenching liquid known only to Wang Chong. Smoke rolled, and when these Oz steel swords were thrown in, there was smoke rolling all over the cylinder surface.

The quenching of Oz steel is very demanding for each link, and normally each Oz steel sword requires a single blacksmith to operate it. But unlike Wang Chung, whether Eastern or Western, in the history of sword casting, very few top strongmen at the level of holy martial arts have been involved in such sword casting.

This is luxury!

Based on Wang Chong's powerful repairs, combined with his knowledge of temperature, humidity, and all aspects of the casting of swords, this one-time casting of hundreds of Oz steel swords can only be done by him.

Time slowly passed, huge steel surfaces, less and less smoke emerged, and finally...

“Wow!”

The waves splashed, under the control of Wang Zhongpun Qi, a handle sword broke out from the bottom of the cylinder and saw the sun again. In the faint sun, only close to 500 long swords are seen swimming and rolling in the void like sharks, traveling back and forth, reflecting a silver, bright light.

That brilliant light, just a glance, makes people feel like their eyes are about to be cut apart, the sun shines past, falling on the sharp blade of the sword, as if it was cut in half.

This scene will amaze anyone who sees it!

Wootz Steel Sword!

Nearly 500 of the most precious Oz steel swords were finally born under Wang Chong's control. Looking at the world, that's the only thing he can do.

“It worked!”

Wang Zhong looked at the simple shape of a handle in the void, the sharp and unmatched Uzi steel sword, with a kind of unspeakable joy in his heart.

Wuzhu iron rides the largest short plate and is slowly making up for it in his hand. The strength of Wushu Iron Mounted is unquestionable, but the lack of weapons to take advantage of them is still not enough to maximize their strength, which is also Wang Chong's heart disease. But there's no rush for Uzbekistan.

This is not a medium earth ore, and there is no such special iron ore throughout Shenzhou. And even in its birthplace, the Hyderabad Mountains, the production of this type of ore is very, very low, extremely difficult to extract, very low reserves, if not laid a good foundation before Wang Chong, coupled with the toxic fear that the trade route will be cut off by the big cannibals, losing Wang Chong as the big customer, it is basically impossible to get 6,000 XHD of Ore at once.

“With these Uzi steel swords, you can really compete with the MacLeod Legion of the Great Food Empire, even if it doesn't matter as much as the other side! ”

Wang Chung raised his hand and grabbed a sharp Wootz steel sword from the void, hidden in his heart.

“Xu Keyi, come in. These Wootz steel swords can be distributed to the brothers below. ”

Wang punched and didn't lift his head, facing the outside road. The voice was not down, the noise was loud, 500 Uzi steel weapons lined up neatly, he put them on the ground. Wang Chong did all this and turned around randomly to go outside. Uzi steel weapons, can only be quenched up to one batch a day, miss that time, even if Wang Zheng's strength is still high, he can't forge.

“Yes, Grandpa Marquis! ”

When Wang rushed out, outside, the conservatory that had been guarding also responded, lifted the curtain, and quickly walked in.

“Congratulations to the Host for earning 2000 Destiny Energy Points! ”

……

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from his mind, Wang Chung listened to the reminder of the stone of destiny, his heart shocked, and suddenly stopped.

“What's going on? How can you suddenly reward Destiny Energy Points? ”

It's not the first time Wang Chong has ever forged an Oz steel sword, and this has never happened before. But Wang Chong soon found out that he was wrong, and the reward of Destiny Stone had nothing to do with Oz Steel.

“Hee-hee! ”

Wang Chong hasn't stepped out of the cast iron field, a fierce horse hissing suddenly over the entire steel city, starting with just one or two sounds, followed by thousands of war horses hissing together. Boom, the whole steel city ground is like a sieve bran, sharp turbulence trembling, underwater, do not know how many tens of thousands of horses come towards the steel city, surround the group.

“This is…”

Wang Zheng moved in his heart and couldn't think about it. He immediately turned into a lightning bolt and flushed out of the room.

Through the wide open gates of the city, it is long overflowing, and many craftsmen have heard it. Wang Chong came out of the city and followed the eyes of everyone. He saw only tens of thousands of war horses. There was no match, and he was roaring violently outside the city. Looking at it, it's as confusing as the ocean, rough estimates, and there are at least 100,000 horses outside the city.

“Hahaha, Master Hou, I'm back! ”

Suddenly a raging laugh attracted Wang Chong's attention. At the front end of the horse, Sulu Yiger rode a horse and waved his arms at Wang from afar, shouting with joy.

Despite so many people outside the city, Kuruyiger recognized Wang Chong among the crowd.

“Ta-da! ”

The horseshoe was fast, and Kuluyiger was skilful in his equestrian skills, passing from a horse to a horse. Just a dozen blocks from the gate, he jumped and parked steadily next to Wang.

“Unfortunately, Master Marquis, I brought the horses back! ”

Sulu smiled and bowed in a ridiculous position, his face said:

“A total of 200,000 horses, all of which were brought here this time, were said to be ready to go to Ansi and should be useful. By the way, the Western Turks were all trying to use the horses, but I secretly replaced them. There are 10,000 female horses and 10,000 male horses, and the Marquis will be able to build his own stable later. ”

“Yes!”

Wang punched his eyes and was greatly surprised. He slapped Kuruyiga on the shoulder with a brutal pat:

“You've done a great job this time! ”

Just as the western turkic has been subjected to a top-level salt iron restriction and embargo in the middle earth, the eastern and western Turkic Khan countries have also imposed a strict blockade on Datang in the immediate aftermath of the war. Although there is still a war horse trade, all mares and good breeds of hippos are all prohibited and are followed by all tribes.

If Kuruyiger did get him the best of the male and female horses, without being stung, then 10,000 pairs of male and female horses could really build their own stable and breed their own war horses.

Although this is not an immediate project, it is also imperative for Wang Chong. And in the northeast corner of the Us Tibetan Plateau, the playground already occupied, is the most natural pastoral place.

“Xu Koyi, take these horses and leave what we need, and call the court to receive the other horses. Kuruyiger, go, celebrate for you today, everyone celebrates for you. ”

“Thank you, Grandpa! ”

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