Chapter 146 Master Yuan’s persistence
There are not many border troops here in Kyoto, perhaps even the court is wary of their madness.
The state capitals have the largest number of border troops, which makes Kyoto's army the weakest in combat effectiveness.
But the difference between strength and weakness depends on who you compare with.
No matter how strong the frontier army is, it is incomparable to the giant hand of the Battle of Kyoto.
Jiang Lindao: "I will build more armor later, and all of you guys should be able to use it. However, the remains of monster beasts are not unlimited, so we can only buy them as much as we can, and use as many as we have."
"Brother, I'm interested." Liao Mingxu nodded with a smile and said, "You don't need to be upset, just leave Xu Kaijin to me. Even though he is big, if we really fight, I will be worthy of him."
After chatting for a while and greeting Song Tianjiu, Xu Fenglei, Cai Yanting and others, Jiang Lin left.
Looking at the first-grade armor, Cai Yanting asked in a low voice: "When we leave the border, do we really not want to take him with us?"
With blacksmiths like Jiang Lin, their lives would be easier.
Although it may not be able to turn the tide of the war, it can play a big role in local battles.
Liao Mingxu shook his head and said: "Master Wei is here, so we can't force him. Besides, he is sincere to us. How can we ignore him at all? There is no need to mention this matter again."
Cai Yanting didn't mean anything else, so he just asked casually.
If you can go, go, and if you can't go, that's okay.
Over the years, the Border Army has not relied on any one person to win.
Liao Mingxu patted the armor, narrowed his eyes and said: "But this is really a good thing. Xu Kaijin got a good deal. I have to give him a drink!"
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After returning to the South Blacksmith Camp, Blacksmith Qi immediately came up to him and said, "The Foundry Department has sent some things, and they are for your use."
Jiang Lin went over and took a look. They were all good materials.
The largest amount was Xuan Jing Tie, which was more than what Yuan Bingqi had brought.
There is also water and wind sand that can greatly enhance the flexibility of weapons, which is most suitable for making iron whips, soft swords and the like.
There are also substances such as black horn stone and hematite that can strengthen the hardness of castings.
There are three or four kinds here and there.
"These are not too rare materials, but they are relatively good in the Foundry Department. Master Craftsman is really very kind to you." Blacksmith Qi said.
Jiang Lin hummed, showing politeness rather than affection.
It would be nice to be able to pluck out such things from the Foundry Department, which doesn't have many good things, and send them to them.
"Master Qi, I still don't understand why there are so few other materials among the people?" Jiang Lin couldn't help but ask.
"Who knows." Blacksmith Qi shook his head and said, "Our foundry department doesn't use very good materials, and we don't attach much importance to them. Maybe it's because only the rich and powerful need to use those materials to build weapons, spiritual beings. Soldier.”
Jiang Lin remained silent. He went to the shop in Kyoto City several times but couldn't find any good materials.
Xue Lingtu, which I initially looked down on, turned out to be really good.
Better materials cost several thousand taels of silver, which is definitely not something ordinary people can afford.
It seems that if you want to get good materials, you must either submit to the powerful forces or participate in the arena competition.
Jiang Lin suddenly understood that the so-called arena competition was probably not a bait deliberately set up by the powerful to recruit private geniuses.
Otherwise, this kind of group competition is really meaningless.
So whether to participate or not?
For now, Jiang Lin does not feel that he has any qualifications or trump cards to resist the recruitment of powerful forces.
If you refuse too much, I might actually use some despicable means to deal with you.
If you can't get it, destroy it. This is not an empty statement.
Some people are so narrow-minded that others can't want what they don't want. "Forget it, I can handle these things for now, and I'm not in a hurry to get better materials."
"This black horn stone is most suitable for making hammers. If Master Jiang wants to improve the quality of the sledgehammer, it is best to use it." Blacksmith Qi reminded.
"Thank you, Master Qi, for the suggestion. That's exactly what I meant." Jiang Lin said.
The mid-grade hammer in his hand was no longer enough, especially since the armor needed to be cold-forged.
High-quality hammers can make your work more efficient.
Picking up the iron stone that was as textured as a turtle shell, Jiang Lin hesitated slightly, but chose to put it into the furnace with the hammer to calcine it.
He planned to try fusion forging to see if he could directly fuse the black horn stone into it, so that he would not have to build a new hammer.
When both were burned red, Jiang Lin deliberately burned the black horn stone for a while until it was almost melted before taking it out.
The black-angle stone is then smashed into thin slices, wrapped in the outer layer of the hammer head, and then calcined again before hammering begins.
This method made some blacksmith masters puzzled.
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Usually, the black horn stone is first broken, ground into powder, and then mixed with pig iron and continuously hammered, so that the fusion can be closer.
Jiang Lin, on the other hand, covered it with a layer and hit directly. Is it okay to hit like this?
If it were anyone else, they would definitely say no.
The two are not the same material, and faults can easily occur when covering a large area.
But they can no longer understand Jiang Lin's skills, and it is difficult to judge them.
Blacksmith Qi walked up to Yuan Bingqi and asked, "What do you think, Master Yuan?"
Yuan Bingqi said without raising his head: "Master Jiang's skills are unparalleled. If he thinks it works, he will do it."
"How do you know if you haven't even looked?"
"There's nothing interesting to see, and I can't see anything famous." Yuan Bingqi still didn't raise his head, concentrating on hammering the iron block in his hand.
Blacksmith Qi looked over and saw that the piece of iron had been hammered by Yuan Bingqi for more than five days. It had shrunk a full circle from the size of a washbasin.
"How many levels?" Blacksmith Qi asked curiously.
"Four hundred and seventy-nine floors." Yuan Bingqi said.
Blacksmith Qi was surprised when he heard that there were already so many levels?
"How many layers are you going to stack?"
"I never thought about it. As long as I can still stack, I will continue." Yuan Bingqi said.
Blacksmith Qi immediately fell silent. There is usually no upper limit to the number of layers of Hundred Refiners. If the skill is strong enough, it can be stacked tens of thousands of layers.
It's just that it's not easy for an ordinary blacksmith to stack so many layers. The more layers, the fewer impurities, which means that the hardness of the iron itself has reached a higher level.
So the further you go, the harder it becomes. Being able to stack hundreds of layers is already amazing.
If it were stacked several thousand layers, I'm afraid it would really be possible to use ordinary iron to create high-quality weapons.
Of course, I don’t know how long it will take.
Blacksmith Qi couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that no wonder Yuan Bingqi wanted to come to Nan Blacksmith Camp.
Only in the South Blacksmith Camp could he practice the Hundred Refining Techniques with such concentration that no one cared whether he worked or not.
Maybe many people hope that Yuan Bingqi would do nothing and make no contribution at all, so that he can save himself from competing with them.
Yuan Bingqi didn't care what others thought, as long as he could practice the Hundred Refining Techniques without any distractions, it didn't matter even if the master's title was taken away again.
There was a clanging sound after another, and all he could see in his eyes was the piece of iron.
Jiang Lin's ability to use mortal iron to create high-quality weapons gave Yuan Bingqi great hope. He felt that he could do it too!
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