Since Govelad entered Maple Leaf Town, a large training camp has begun in the territory.

After seeing Govelad's "Great Movement of Heaven and Earth", all the slaves became interested in this magic that did not need to communicate with elements at all. Moreover, Yang Dashuan also promised that as long as these slaves could succeed in their studies, no matter who they were, they would be exempted from labor. [bsp;    This sentence made the slaves fall into a period of cultivation.

The two-headed black-line ogre, who was originally given the highest expectations, lived up to Yang Dashuan's expectations and did not even practice any of them. On the contrary, in order to meditate during this period, the ogres who had enough food and drink all day had gained a lot of weight. On the other hand, they were idle and were busy with embroidery all day, and the girl had developed a lot of them. However, these girls had too much mental power, and because of their physical condition, the intensity of the "Great Movement of Heaven and Earth" was limited to certain limits - they could only move an embroidery needle.

This kind of non-thickness made Govellard roll his eyes wildly.

"What is this?" Govellard cursed. "'The Great Transfer of Heaven and Earth' can control different objects according to the strength of mental power. What's the use of controlling an embroidery needle? Should we let these beauties go to the battlefield and let them poke others with embroidery needles? Oh, this is useless! It's better to let them stay in the house to embroidery! "

Yang Dashuan rolled his eyes.

This is true. The girls' mental power is too weak. It is very difficult to just control the embroidery needles to fly around, let alone hurt others, even if they want to pierce other people's skin.

With such a hint of doubt, Yang Dashuan and Govellard followed Joan of Arc to the place where the girls of Chekine lived.

"Rogue, why didn't I see Sister Leren and our son Iverson?" Joan of Arc looked around and did not find Leren in the team of the swamp giants, nor did he hear Old Yang mention him, so he asked.

"Lelen, she stayed in the suspended swamp." Yang Dashuan laughed and whispered. "Yes, our son wants to marry a wife. Our territory cannot be separated from manpower, so she means I stay there. I think this is what we owe my son. When he comes back, we will arrange to re-set the wedding for him."

Although Iverson was not his biological child, he called his father for so long no matter what. It was impossible to have no feelings, so Yang Dashuan was not present at his wedding this time, which was too guilty for Lao Yang.

Joan of Arc also nodded.

Several girls also like Iverson very much. First of all, I don’t say that my son is very sensible and he is usually liked. I can’t see others for a while, and I really miss him a little. As for Yang Dashuan, when Iverson comes back from the depths of the swamp, he certainly has no idea of ​​rejecting the matter of holding a wedding for him again.

"Then why don't you bring our wife to the territory?" Joan of Arc couldn't help but pout. "Why do you want someone to let our son stay in the wasteland!"

Yang Dashuan smiled and put it in Joan of Arc's ear and told the whole story.

Joan of Arc then calmed down.

The two of them walked and joked all the way, but they had already arrived at the residence of the girls of Qikeyin.

"Look, it's here. These girls will definitely give you a big surprise!" Joan of Arc blocked the door, looking unpredictable.

There was a sound of knitting behind the door, and it was connected in unison to a top sound.

Govellard looked at Joan of Arc in confusion. To be honest, he could not think about what kind of scene the door behind him was. Could it be that these Kikoyan girls were studying some new magic attacks? Using an embroidery needle? This is simply a joke!

Yang Dashuan was also a little confused.

As the door was pushed open by Joan of Arc, Govellard couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and his stunned expression made the girls chuckled.

What's going on?

On one side of the white knitted fabric that was framed high, patterns of different colors were appearing at an extremely fast speed, just like an invisible hand stained with pigments in the air and treated the blanket as a canvas.

Yang Dashuan's reaction was very fast.

If you look closely, you can see more than a dozen embroidery needles that lead to silk threads of various colors passing by rapidly moving on the blanket at an extremely fast speed. It is precisely because of this that people have an illusion.

"It's Rose! She is the first girl to learn how to "Great Move the Heaven and Earth"!" Joan of Arc gave a thumbs up at the shy Rose and praised it without hesitation. "Old man, don't look down on the people in our territory. Moreover, Rose has improved this "Great Move the Heaven and Earth" magic. We call it "The Book of Flowers to the Sun"! I am going to carry forward all the girls in the territory to practice this, and the knitted fabrics in our territory will become the most famous knitted fabrics on the mainland in the future!"

Govellard nodded violently.

The shy Rose was led to Yang Dashuan, and the young girl was afraid to look at Lao Yang with some scorching gaze.

It has to be said that this girl has made a lot of contributions to the territory. If it weren't for her showing, Yang Dashuan would probably have a headache. The girls who are increasing every year are not only unable to create value for the territory, but are also a financial burden. Now this improved "Book of Flowers to the Sun" is aimed at these girls who are powerless.

By then, the output of knitted products can increase exponentially.

After learning that this magic could be used by the girls of Qi Keyin, Yang Dashuan suddenly looked forward to the next batch of Qi Keyin girls sent to him by the tribe. At that time, even if Old John does not need to secretly provide financial support to him, the entire Maple Leaf Town will keep running smoothly.

In fact, it is not just these girls who have not been sent yet. The main problems facing Maple Leaf Town now are two things - one is time and the other is manpower.

The lack of time limits Yang Dashuan's time for more time has to stay in Maple Leaf Town, so that the construction of the Babylonian Sky Garden has to be stranded, and there are also mines lacking in territory...

As for manpower, this has always been a cliché for the territory.

Every time the territory is upgraded, this problem will be involved.

At the beginning, the buildings were unable to be upgraded in time due to insufficient funds or certain conditions. With the accumulation, this situation became more and more common, resulting in endless busyness. Moreover, Maple Leaf Town is facing a large-scale construction, and there is almost no way to complete it in a short time without twice the current population. Moreover, the construction of Maple Leaf Town is not only limited to the expansion of buildings, but also has to pay attention to mining of minerals.

For a moment, Yang Dashuan suddenly missed the robbers hidden in the wasteland again.

Although the robbers on the wasteland do not have any skills, they are all tall and big, so they are really good to be used as coolies.

Now the population of Maple Leaf Town has exceeded 5,000, and this indicator will double crazily in the past two months. Faced with the coldest period of winter, the brewing threat in the wasteland will become increasingly greater. Countless robbers are opening their eyes wide, like a violent monster lurking in the forest, waiting to rush up to bite the passing travelers at any time.

I looked up casually and saw that in the place where the snow had not melted in the distance, some moving figures quickly shrank back.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Govelad followed Yang Dashuan's gaze and looked at it for a long time, there was nothing.

Yang Dashuan smiled and shook his head.

The robbers who had to gather together because they had no food, had very low combat power. With a little precaution, there would be no trouble that could not be dealt with. However, this also means that the later the robbers appeared, the more fierce the plunder would be. He waved his hand and signaled Govelad not to worry.

In addition to the basic construction in the territory, there are only two things that have always worried Yang Dashuan.

One is the armor and weapons of the residents of the territory.

Whether in the battle of hot weapons or cold weapons, armor is always an indispensable item. Because there is no armor, more than a dozen swamp giants were almost dismantled by more than a hundred human scouts carrying military crossbow arrows - this scene still echoed in Yang Dashuan's mind.

Due to the lack of iron ore nearby, the refining of weapons was forced to be stranded.

Fortunately, Yang Dashuan ventured to Gothic City and swept the warehouse of 200,000 troops. Although these standard armors could not be fitted to the slaves, they could still be reused after they were rebooted.

The dwarves in the blacksmith shop were busy, and the sound of beatings never stopped.

The Dwarf Duiga is not only a good fighter, but also an expert in forging. A set of modified armor was sent out from the blacksmith shop. Although the appearance was extremely rough and there was no beauty at all, the toughness should not be underestimated.

Especially the swamp giant suit specially created for Sheen, it looks like a hill from a distance.

The armor of the Swamp Giants is nothing more than the same as the Titan Giants, including a semi-covered helmet, breastplate, skirt armor, knee pads and elbow pads. Their weapons are a processed mace and a small round shield that can be embedded in the left arm. Just one set of equipment consumes more than five hundred pounds of metal. Although the amount is very large, Yang Dashuan was not very distressed. With a wave of his hand, he first created three hundred sets of equipment according to the figure of the Swamp Giants. As for the remaining scraps, it is enough to create a half-covered armor and weapons for every slave in Maple Leaf Town.

After assigning the dwarfs, it was already noon when they were driven out of the blacksmith shop.

As the bells sounded, the slaves threw their heads down and rushed out like rushes. Several ogres with wide waists and thick waists carried several baskets and whips while scolding the slaves who had not lined up, while taking out bowls from the baskets and handing them over. The slaves who received the bowls and chopsticks stood on tiptoe and looked forward to the front. The four ogres shouted "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey," and took out a big black pot of burnt.

The lid of the pot was lifted, and a burst of fragrance suddenly came to the face. The girl holding the big spoon stood in front of the pot and divided the food into the bowl of each slave.

"Old man, you really don't know." Yang Dashuan sighed. "I remember when I came here, there were only about twenty people in Maple Leaf Town. We couldn't have enough food and had to be careful of the robbers who would come to sneak attack at any time. I almost worked hard with the slaves, and this was why I achieved what I have today."

Govelad nodded.

But my stomach kept screaming.

I have to say that the girls are quite good at it. They are skillful and perfectly interpret what delicious food is. The slaves are holding their already round belly and gaze to the pot just to drink another sip of soup.

Just as Govellard was about to ask when the meal would start, this scene made him stunned.

The roar of a baby crying and hoarse voice came from the fully enclosed shack. Not only that, there were fierce collisions from time to time, as if something had happened. Several slaves hurriedly dragged two or three huge baskets and were rushing to the shack. The basket contained fresh meat with a strong smell of blood, as if it was torn off the body of the livestock just now, and there were spots of blood all the way through the basket.

The slaves saw Yang Dashuan who was parked in front of the shack and nodded and bowed.

"What's going on? What's in there?" Govelad pulled outside the shack and looked at it hard, but unfortunately the wall panels were too tight to see nothing.

Yang Dashuan smiled and lifted a wooden board.

With the light of fire, about ten young chicks were flapping their wings, and their beaks that had not yet shedded their skin were shouting with a desperate voice. Yang Dashuan grabbed a piece of bloody meat and threw it in. The young chicks flapped their wings and flew over. Govelad could clearly see the two young chicks fighting for food biting each other. There was an electric light in front of their beaks moving up and down, making constant crackling sounds.

"Griffin?" Govellard was a little unbelievable. It was not until Yang Dashuan nodded affirmatively that the old man looked at the young kids again. "Why do they attack lightning?"

The growth cycle of griffins is not slow, and it only takes half a year to reach the maturity stage. Griffins in the maturity stage can easily carry humans. However, before maturity, they are not only unable to fly at all, but also have to feed them bloody fresh meat every day to stimulate the ferociousness of griffins.

This group of cubs were the griffins in the territory during the ** month, and there were about three or four months left.

Yang Dashuan held his finger and looked at Govellard. "These griffins have been mutated. As for how they mutated, I don't know. Anyway, they will have the attack methods of electric magic in the future. In the maturity stage, they can release at least three lightning attacks a day. I call this attack "Thunder Hammer". I forgot to say that "Thunder Hammer" is intermediate magic!"

Intermediate magic!

Govellard's brows leaped wildly.

A griffin that can release intermediate magic three times a day can compare to most magicians.

"What are you going to do?" Govelad looked at the slaves who kept throwing fresh meat into the shack. "There are only about ten griffins in the shack. Such a small number can only form a small scout at most. They can deal with troops within fifty people. Once they exceed this number, they will be defeated. The scout troops of any country on the mainland are on the 200 marches!"

Govellard's meaning is obvious.

He clearly told Lao Yang that these griffins had no effect. Apart from acting as a guard of honor, they could only be cannon fodder. Moreover, this cannon fodder is also quite worthless. It not only consumes a lot of money, but also wastes time. The power of intermediate magic is indeed not small, enough to kill an adult immediately. Once you face more than three times the number of enemies on your side, the only thing you can do is to escape.

"No, this is just a part." Yang Dashuan smiled and waved his hand. "There are three in my territory in this kind of shack. These griffins will do everything to fight for food, and even attack the same kind in the nest. So I opened all these griffins in different shacks to raise them."

Govelad raised his eyebrows.

"The group of griffins that migrated this fall didn't know what crazy they were going crazy. They could give birth to one baby almost every month. In each baby, there are about fifteen or sixteen mutant griffins. So, there are nearly fifty or sixteen mutant griffins in my territory now." Yang Dashuan smiled. "I have to go to the Kemeser Mountains when I have time to do it one day and catch dozens of griffins. I am going to form such a mutant griffin Knights. The name is Thunder Team. What do you think?"

Govelad's heart thrust.

On this continent, some people may be able to regard money as dirt and women as skeletons, but they can never underestimate honor and glory. Many people even regard glory as the goal of their lifelong struggle! And Govellard is such a person. He knew very well that once this corps can be built, it will become the most powerful air force on the entire continent! Even a giant dragon cannot withstand the magical attacks of such a number of griffins... This griffin knight unit will sweep across the entire continent!

"What do you ask me!" Govelad saw the interesting smile on the corner of Yang Dashun's mouth, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed to see through his thoughts, and hurriedly beat him up.

"Old man, you are the senior presiding judge of the court. Don't tell me you don't know how to train these griffin knights. Old John told me that you were the deputy commander of this corps fifty years ago!" Yang Dashuan smiled and leaned on the old man's shoulder. "This is also the reason why I let you hang out with me! You should know the situation that our territory will face in the future. We need manpower very much, especially a high-quality army. The cavalry unit has the configuration of swamp giants and Komodo giant beasts, and the air force can already see the prototype... At that time, you will be the leader of this air force."

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ps: These are two chapters

There is another chapter later
Chapter completed!