Chapter 109 The reward Jiang Lin wants
In just nine days, Jiang Lin refined all twenty-three weapons.
In order to make up for the time, he did not even leave the blacksmith shop.
Eat here, rest here, doze here.
What echoes in my ears every day is either the roar of flames or the tinkling sound of hammering.
Every time he made a fire, he would burn more than a dozen pieces of pig iron at the same time without wasting any time.
Blacksmith Qi and others were shocked by his desperate appearance, and they tried to remind him to take a rest, but every time the words came to his lips, they swallowed them back.
Everyone was infected by it and worked harder.
On the ninth day, Liao Mingxu brought people here again.
Blacksmith Qi came over and said, "Greetings to Sir General."
"Where is Jiang Lin?" Liao Mingxu asked as he walked without looking away.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Lin was seen walking out of the blacksmith shop holding several weapons.
In front of the blacksmith shop, there are already more than a dozen weapons listed.
His pants were covered with charcoal dust and had been burned by the flames for a long time. They were wrinkled and shrunk a lot, and many places were torn by strong muscles.
Her hair, which had not been taken care of for many days, looked messy and was only tied in a random knot.
His face was a little tired, and he looked like a homeless man.
Seeing Liao Mingxu and others arriving, Jiang Lin put down his weapons, cupped his hands and said: "You guys came just in time, fortunately you have lived up to your orders."
Liao Mingxu glanced over and saw entropy patterns on the weapon.
Most of the weapons that were originally brought were from the lower eighth to lower seventh grades or even just entered the first grade, but now, at least they are all medium to fifth grade, and there are seven or eight that are medium to fourth grade.
The quality has been greatly improved, the swords, guns and sticks are all black and shiny, with clear entropy patterns.
There are also three thousand weapons, almost 10% of which are high-grade, and they are lower-eighth grade!
Liao Mingxu couldn't help but be a little surprised. It was originally said to be half a high-grade product, but now it is nearly 10% lower than an eighth-grade product. What a huge improvement!
After briefly glancing at the pile of standard weapons, Liao Mingxu waved his hand.
Everyone behind them immediately went to retrieve their weapons. Seeing that the quality had improved a lot, everyone couldn't help but be happy.
Liao Mingxu looked at Jiang Lin and asked with concern: "You haven't had any rest in the past few days, have you?"
His tone was gentle, like a real elder brother caring about his younger brother.
Jiang Lin shook his head slightly: "Brothers, you are fighting bravely. Compared to them, I am not tired."
Liao Mingxu hummed and said: "You have made the first contribution this time. After all, let me reward you with something."
In fact, Liao Mingxu knew that with Jiang Lin's temperament, he might not want any reward.
But this matter cannot be ignored.
To his surprise, Jiang Lin said uncharacteristically: "Speaking of which, I really want something."
Liao Mingxu's eyes lit up and he asked quickly: "What do you want? Gold and silver? Tiger Soul Pill? Or something else?"
"None of them." Jiang Lin shook his head and said, "I heard that Master Wei used a knife to exchange two Qi and Blood Pills from Brother Liao. If I really want to reward you with something, I want that one. Knife.”
Liao Mingxu was slightly startled. He had thought about the many rewards Jiang Lin might want, even if it was the house of a first-class official, he might have to go find some commanders to get it done.
But he didn't expect that what Jiang Lin wanted was the knife.
The other military attaches also looked over, their eyes filled with admiration.
Liao Mingxu grinned and said: "Boy, I thought I was overestimating you, but I didn't expect that I underestimated you. With you by my side, Mr. Wei, we shouldn't have to worry about you for the rest of our lives."
The quality of the knife was pretty good, but it was nothing more than that. It was not a good thing for Jiang Lin, who had already created a third-grade weapon.
He wanted this reward only for Old Man Wei.
"The knife is in the camp. I will bring it to you when I get back." Liao Mingxu said, "But today they have to go to their posts, so please wait a moment." "No rush," Jiang Lin said.
Liao Mingxu hummed, turned to look at everyone, and said with a smile: "I got the weapon I took advantage of, go ahead, don't let it down."
Everyone responded loudly, but at this time, Jiang Lin said: "Wait a minute, I have something else to say."
Liao Mingxu turned around and looked at him curiously: "What are you talking about?"
Jiang Lindao: "I know that you are all heroes who are not afraid of death. The word "retreat" has never been in the dictionary of the frontier army. However, I am just a blacksmith. A long time ago, a master once said that it is not easy to live in this world. I want to live a better life. Difficult.”
"Therefore, Jiang Lin wants to say that if you guys really encounter a certain death situation, you may take a step back. Coming back alive is better than anything else."
Everyone was slightly startled, not expecting that Jiang Lin said this.
If it had been another time and another person, they would have been furious.
Who comes from the frontier army and retreats because of fear of death?
There is always only one way in front of you, either the enemy lies down or their corpses fall.
Jiang Lin's words were not serious, but they touched the hearts of these military attaches who were not afraid of death.
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Whether it was helping them hone their weapons or speaking these words, Jiang Lin had only one purpose.
Don't die.
At this time, Qianhu Han Shichuan suddenly laughed and said: "Brother Jiang has underestimated us. We may not necessarily die in a certain death situation. I admit it, you brother. When I come back alive, I will drink and eat meat with you."
"I admit it, I admit it, I recognize this brother, I, Deng Xingzhi, and Brother Jiang must remember it."
"My surname is Zhou and my name is Daji. How old are my brothers from the Yangtze River?"
"Brother Jiang, remember our name, Xue Jianpu, and kill those remnants of Xuanhua Dao. We will meet again soon!"
One by one, the military attachés from the Nanling Camp reported their names.
Their faces were relaxed and they were smiling, but they didn't take life and death seriously at all.
If you have to retreat because of someone else's concern, then you are not a frontier soldier.
Jiang Lin knew that any more words would be hypocritical, so he cupped his fists and said, "Jiang Lin has written it down, please take it seriously!"
Many military attachés also clasped their hands and said seriously: "Brother Jiang will wait for us when we come back."
Liao Mingxu patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder and smiled: "Let's go."
Jiang Lin nodded and watched them turn and leave.
Amidst the sounds of armor and weapons clashing, these figures walked in the direction of the scorching sun.
The sun is dazzling, making it difficult to look straight.
Only the sound of hunting gradually faded away.
Blacksmith Qi came over and whispered: "The ones who die the most every year are the frontier troops, and there are very few injured."
As long as there is still breath, go into battle and kill the enemy.
If the border army has rules, then this is the only one.
Jiang Lin's heart was heavy. No matter Daqian or Xuanhua Dao, he had no grudge against him.
But now he is from the Blacksmith Camp of the Foundry Department and is familiar with the generals of the Nanling Camp, so he naturally wants to be on this side.
It's a pity that there isn't much that can be done, but I have tried my best now.
All that's left is to hope that the enemies they encounter will be weaker and that more people will come back alive.
Blacksmith Qi sighed: "In fact, sometimes I yearn for them. They are so free and easy even in life and death. But I can't do it. If a knife cuts at me, I will probably be so scared that I will close my eyes and beg for mercy."< br>
Jiang Lin nodded and looked at the direction in which everyone was leaving, as if he could vaguely hear their laughter that was disdainful of life and death.
There are three more updates to come, it will probably be a little later, I am writing
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