Xiang Shuai would even shirk responsibility, which was beyond Yang Dashuan's expectations.

Especially with just one sentence, it completely discarded this matter with him, which made Yang Dashuan unable to catch any problem. This inevitably made Yang Dashuan, who was about to take this opportunity to quarrel, really disappointed.

Xiang Shuai waved his hand and signaled the knight behind him to carry Prince Choizak away who had fainted.

The slaves who fought also got up from the ground and stood back.

Xiangshuai and Yang Dashuan stood at each other, their eyes filled with an unconcealed smell of gunpowder.

A group of slaves who rushed back from the west interrupted the stalemate, and were the slaves who went to the Suplati River to fetch water. Seeing the situation here from afar, Alice and Joan of Arc rushed over with their foals.

These two best young people in the Elf Empire and the Alliance have never been able to get along well with each other, and every encounter has friction and conflict.

Now that Lelen is not used as a buffer in the middle, even the peaceful situation is likely to be about to break out.

"What's going on?" Alice, who was furious, saw Tam who was lying on the ground and asked loudly.

"Please allow me to explain!" Xiangshuai nodded apologetically. "I came this time to buy the bird-winged crossbow cart from Lord Rog. The slaves in your territory do not allow us to come in, and they also have to search. Our carts are filled with valuable goods and no mistakes can occur. For these reasons, His Highness Choizak had a conflict with these slaves..."

Precious goods!

As soon as he heard this word, Yang Dashuan immediately became energetic and quickly looked over.

Behind the half-way hunter of the United Team, a considerable convoy followed. After counting, there were twelve cars. Each of them used five big goats to pull the cart, and deep axle marks were left on the wasteland where the ice had just melted.

Alice, who still wanted to talk, was pulled back by Joan of Arc, who shook her head.

The Bird Winged Crossbow is a siege weapon that the Elf Empire wanted to buy from Yang Dashuan in the morning. Now with such a large formation, not only did it personally bring these twelve cars of precious items, but also sent His Highness the Prince to accompany him. I believe that the Elf Empire must have shown this matter very importantly.

As the saying goes, if you don’t hit the gift giver, Yang Dashuan held back his anger and endured it, and then he was mostly relieved.

It’s okay to be with anyone, but we can’t be with money. Yang Dashuan said in his heart.

"So that's the case. I was negligent. Joan of Arc, arranged these people. Alice asked the kitchen to make some delicious food and drinks and brought them over quickly. By the way, don't let those ogres cook." Yang Dashuan gave a while, and then nodded to Xiangshuai after the end. "Let's go, I'll take you around our territory!"

Maple Leaf Town, which has just been upgraded to a war fortress, is currently still on the basis of the third level of the town, and many buildings and defensive facilities have not yet been built. But even so, the entire city is beginning to show its glory.

In the wide and deep moat, huge underwater creatures kept wandering. From time to time, the water splashes hit the city wall and were broken up. Standing under this wall of twelve blades, it was enough to make people unable to feel the existence of the sky. The neat wavy squarellis and the bunkers under construction all revealed the solidity of the outer edge of the city.

Xiangshuai smacked her lips.

If it weren't for meeting a Centaur in advance, no one would have thought that this was the place that didn't even have fifty houses a year ago.

After passing through the thick city gate, a hot breath came towards me.

Ten rows of blacksmith shops lined up, and the jingling sounds were endless. The dwarf craftsmen were lying on the rattan chair in front of the shop wearing animal fur felt, biting their pipes. Seeing the master coming, they quickly stood up to salute. The honest and dull apprentices of the Taurus raised their heads, nodded to show their goodwill, and sounded the blanks of weapons on the anvil and iron, and quickly buried their heads.

Further backwards, the huge windmill snatches into view while spinning.

The bustling tavern, the mysterious church... All of this is very different from the last time I came here. This young man who always sprays feces all over his mouth and only uses his fists to reason when encountering things, can he actually develop this extinct wasteland into this way?

Xiangshuai felt a dizzy moment, was she dreaming?

"What's that sound?" Xiang Shuai suddenly stopped, and the unique sensitive hearing of the grassland elves made him notice it all at once.

"Oh, that's our musket team practicing shooting targets. Just not far from behind, go and have a look?" Yang Dashuan asked as if he offered treasure.

The two of them arrived at the shooting range one after another.

This is an extremely wide open space, with a elves in short clothes standing on a circular platform with a serious expression.

"What are they doing?" Xiang Shuai asked quietly as he looked at the ogres running past. The ogres were holding plate-shaped darts in their hands and threw them up one by one in the air.

Yang Dashuan made a move to silence.

A dozen darts were thrown out by the ogre at almost the same time, spinning and drawing a parabola in the air. The elf on the round platform quickly took out a tube-shaped stick, put it on his right arm that was stretched flat in front of him, quickly putting his head on his right side, and narrowed his eyes.

‘Bang…’

The gunshots sounded quietly and ended quietly. Ten rotating flying saucers quickly burst into a dazzling red ball in the air.

"They are shooting targets. The best gunmen in our territory not only have a 100% hit rate, but also can hit targets at high speeds." Yang Dashuan smiled and waved. The ogre who was throwing the target nodded and threw out the ten UFOs in his hand.

Draw the gun, load it, aim, and a series of movements flowing.

Before the ten flying saucers were separated, they were shot and opened. Yang Dashuan looked at Xiang Shuai provocatively and blew away the smoke from the chamber of Moradin's rage gun.

Xiang Shuai was shocked!

There are only a handful of elf rangers who can attack such precisely. Archery is a technical job. Once the arrow cluster is shot, it will be affected by the wind direction and gravity. Many excellent ranger archers often show amazing talent for pulling bows and archery since childhood. Even if you train an ordinary archer, it will take three or four years to train. How long will these elves come to this territory? In less than a year, they can compare to the best archers in the Elf Empire!

After glanced at the thing in the hand of the elf gunman, Xiangshuai recognized the bronze iron tube as Moradin's rage transformed by Maple Leaf Town.

After taking a deep breath, Xiang Shuai didn't say anything. The look of looking at Yang Dashuan was filled with shock and vigilance. He could make a weapon that only exists in historical records and could achieve such excellent results in just a short period of training. Maybe one day, the position of the elf shooter will be completely replaced by humans using these imitation muskets.

Yang Dashuan enjoyed this kind of gaze very much.

"Can I let me take a look?" Xiang Shuai couldn't walk anymore and stretched out his hand to Yang Dashuan with a stern face.

"Do you understand this thing too?" Yang Dashuan smiled.

Bangchui didn't understand, Xiangshuai muttered in a low voice.

This second-generation Guli Fire Tong was sent to Xiang Shuai's hand. Xiang Shuai took over it, which was a bit heavy, much lighter than a hardwood bow. Even an ordinary elf child could hold it up. After touching the gun chamber, Xiang Shuai directly pulled the handle of the gun.

What a good guy, he is an expert! Seeing this scene, Yang Dashuan pursed his lips.

A wind-type monster crystal core carved into a hexagon was placed at the handle of the gun. Xiang Shuai squinted her eyes and looked at it for a long time without seeing the magic circle inside. The spiral pattern inside the gun chamber also made Xiang Shuai look at it for a while.

"I gave it to me!" Xiang Shuai said.

"No, if you want it, you have to spend money to buy it. 100,000 gold coins at a price of one price!" Yang Dashuan Rhine spoke out loudly.

"Thirty thousand gold coins, forget it if you don't sell them!" Xiang Shuai shook his head and made a gesture to hand over Gu Lihuotong.

Although this second-generation Guli Fire System is simple, it is unlikely to take a little bit of research.

No one understands the importance of intellectual property rights better than Yang Dashuan. These imitation muskets were finally transformed by Lao Duke and a group of alchemists. If they were easily obtained by others, it would not be a waste of money for others. The fire system cost after the transformation only needs five thousand gold coins, which is a bit of a pitfall. Yang Dashuan agreed directly.

Xiangshuai, who bought Guli Fire Tong, couldn't wait to study it again.

The most important part of this ancient fire system is the crystal core carved with the magic array at the handle of the gun. As long as you master the magic array, you can produce in large quantities. Xiang Shuai did not hide it, and pried off the gem directly after breaking the gun handle. Before he could see clearly, a black light flashed across the blue gem - it was reimbursed.

"Brother, I forgot to tell you that the magic crystal on the ancient fire system cannot be removed, and it will be automatically destroyed once it is removed." Yang Dashuan grinned at Xiang Shuai who was stunned. "I thank you for your patronage. This thing was bought by you for 30,000 gold coins. Don't forget to pay. If you still want it, then spend 30,000 gold coins to buy another one!"
Chapter completed!