After drinking the river shrimp porridge with the smell of grass after the bright wild rain, the interrogation began.

Panda, the panda man, was still lively after experiencing last night's fight and volunteered to serve as the executioner. He wanted to let out a sigh of anger.

The saline-alkali trolls knelt in the mud, their bodies tied up by vines with grease-dried oil. Panta greeted the troll with a whip dipped in water.

Panta's strength was so strong that he broke one whip after another. The troll without the protection of the salted shell wailed like a slaughter.

All the women and children in Guangmingye were locked in the hall and were not allowed to come out. This kind of violent scene that was not suitable for children was not suitable for them to watch.

"How many people do you have in your troll tribe?" Anna asked on behalf of Chang Hao.

Cook's head was raised up roughly by Panta with his hands. He found that the person who asked him was a rare beauty, and his eyes immediately became obscene.

"It seems that you haven't understood your situation yet." Panta sneered and handed a look at his subordinate beside him. The panda man understood it and brought a thick rope. One end of the rope was tied into a knot the size of a panda man's fist.

"Faced with the noble temple sacrifice, you should look up!" Panta kicked Cook away his kneeling thighs, swung the knot that had been accelerated in circles and smashed it hard between Cook's legs.

There was a dull bang, as if the egg was shattering, and Cook foamed at the mouth.

All the men present, including Chang Hao, felt their lower body chills violently.

Although Pan Ta seems to be gentle and kind, he is really not careless when he takes ruthlessness.

After this, Cook, who was awakened by a whip, dared not resist. He poured beans in a bamboo tube, asking whatever he asked, for fear that he would be tortured again.

After all the questions asked, it was time to decide the fate of these troll prisoners.

"Boss, do you want to kill them all?" Pan Ta asked Chang Hao for his decision.

These trolls are notorious. They have done all kinds of despicable things that violate laws and disciplines, and have carried many lives on them. Panta thinks that killing them is a cheaper one.

"Chang Hao... Can you let them live?" Emilia felt a little unbearable when she looked at it, and pulled Chang Hao's sleeve and asked gently.

"These trolls burn, kill, robbery, and deaths of a hundred times are not enough to repay the sins they committed. Isn't letting them go back to the mountain?" Anna was the first to object. She had lived in a temple since she was a child and couldn't rub the sand in her eyes.

Chang Hao had a headache. Although these trolls were not to be jealous of death, they were prisoners. The orc kingdom had regulations that killing prisoners was a serious crime. There was no airtight wall in this world, and so many vassals who were not aware of the details were watching. If one day someone leaked his mouth and was used by someone with a heart, it would be difficult for Dante to take action to protect him.

"What do you think?" Chang Hao wanted to hear his sister's opinion.

"I think it's better to hand over these extremely evil trolls to the army in Kotav City to be detained. We wipe their butts. They have to take charge of the aftermath and clear out the remnants of the two troll tribes, right?" Chang Ge thought for a while and said.

"Hey, this is a good idea." Emilia's eyes lit up.

Chang Hao asked the Rangers to imprison the troll prisoners first and hand them over to the army in Kotav City in a few days. It happened that there was also a temple-level organization in Kotav City.

As for whether the troll prisoners would find an opportunity to escape, Chang Hao was not worried at all, because Pan Ta had just asked him for instructions with a vague look in private.

Since they want to run, just let them run without feet?

After several beauties from Guangmingye walked away, Panta then brought a group of rangers carrying whale hunting guns into the cave where the trolls were imprisoned, and the howling of ghosts and wolves suddenly sounded inside.

Be kind to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Death sins can be avoided, but living sins cannot be escaped.

After being supplemented by vassals and slaves, the number of personnel reached about 2,400, which was a full six times higher than before, and the population was prosperous for a while.

The Guangmingye Hall, the side hall and the attached building complex have begun to take shape with the efforts of the monks. They all have cast their appearance with Lihuoshi Jinshu. At first glance, they look like crystal clear rubies, highlighting a low-key and luxurious style of dignity. They will also hazy red apertures on the top under the sunlight.

According to Chang Ge's requirements, the side hall was designed according to the functions of the combat command center. Here is a large sand table carefully created by the Star Initiative to simulate and deduce the changes in the battle situation. In the future, it will become an important throat department of Guangmingye.

The interior space of the annex building is particularly wide. Chang Hao directly copied the layout of the university dormitory building and divided many male and female dormitories in three-dimensional way. Before moving into the dormitory, he said that two people have a room of more than 300 catties and four people have a room of less than 300 catties. Those who hold important positions such as Herbert and Panta can enjoy single-room treatment.

According to the current dormitory size of Guangmingye, not to mention 2,400 people, it will not feel crowded if it doubles a few times.

The vassals and slaves felt like they were living in dreams.

The Varonian Wasteland, where birds do not shit, was an orc. There was nothing else here except the grassland and wilderness. In the orc kingdom, the nobles did not pay attention to the living conditions of vassals and slaves. Anyway, they were just tools for work and cannon fodder during wars, and they usually only had to starve to death. So before they came, they had already prepared to live in the dark caves on the wasteland. If they wanted to blame, they would blame happiness for being too sudden.

If good accommodation conditions make them willing to praise the Lord, then the Guangmingye food will undoubtedly make them grateful.

Even if the size of Guangmingye’s canteen is not inferior to the Lord’s Hall, it can easily accommodate more than 2,000 people to eat at the same time. The three meals a day will be on time and unlimitedly served buffets that vassals and slaves have never heard of before, including six dishes and one soup, three meats and three vegetables, and exquisite pastries that you can enjoy a lot of appetite just by looking at.

The main reason why vassals and slaves have high mortality rates in the orc kingdom is that they have poor food, poor living, and hard and tiring work.

Before they were summoned by the temple, under the captive of various noble masters, their daily quota of food was a piece of hard black bread. Sometimes, the noble masters would reward some fruits that were almost rotten. Of course, no one would care about it when they were sick. They could only wait for the arrival of the god of death in the shack where the air was leaking everywhere.

They were trembling when they had breakfast because the tables, chairs and benches here were so new and clean that their butts were afraid to even sit on such chairs, for fear that they would have surpassed certain rules because of their new arrival.

A young slave boy accidentally knocked over a bowl of shrimp porridge because he failed to stand firmly, and sprinkled with shrimp porridge on the hem of a passing woman's gorgeous skirt.

The old man with some prestige among the slaves suddenly became ashamed when he saw this scene.

He once dared to look at the suffocating woman from a distance. She stood very close to the Lord, and was obviously also a nobleman. In the laws of the Orc Kingdom, slaves offend the nobles and can be executed directly regardless of the reason!

The old man pressed the boy's head and knocked it to the floor. It was very powerful. He knew very well that only in this way could the boy have a little chance of living!

The floor of the Guangmingye Canteen was reinforced by the formation of monks, and it was harder than fine iron. If it hit it, it would definitely lead to bloodshed.

The boy's head was only an inch away from the floor, but it could no longer be approached because a cushioning magic like a bubble blocked the middle.

"When you came, your Lord Lord told me that if it weren't for the kingdom's laws being too tough, he would have cancelled your slavery, and he said that there would be such a day." Emilia stood up with her hands, holding the old and the young, and said with a smile: "You are also the people of the Lord of Light, don't underestimate yourself."

Emilia asked someone to add another bowl of porridge to the boy and gently wipe off the traces on the hem of the skirt. She smiled and told the slaves that she would let go and eat, but there was not enough.

What is heaven and hell is the best interpretation in the light field.

After the first breakfast, many vassals and slaves knelt together outside the cafeteria and cried and kissed the earth under their feet. They were willing to be loyal to the Lord of Light.

After a night of hard fighting last night, the soldiers needed adequate rest, and Chang Hao also wanted to go back and take a rest, but judging from the importance of the information dug out of Cook's mouth just now, he could not rest, at least not now.

On the casting open space in Weishui Jianlu, everyone was watching the mitr silver heavy armor pulled out of the trolls. Yan Yao, who was appointed as the chief casting expert of Guangmingye by the lord, was amazed while touching the delicate appearance of the mitr silver heavy armor.

"How is Yan Yao? Do you see something?" Chang Hao walked over quickly.

"Senior brother, the heavy armor cast by these mitrils has very good protection ability and the craftsmanship is also very mature. It is not the same product of the same world as the pig iron lumps we seized before, but are they from the human empire?" These mitrils heavy armor won the praise of many artifact casters in Weishui Jianlu with their excellent qualities.

They just heard from the Spartan Bears that this thing can resist magic, and even Lord Emilia's magical water arrows can't break the defense. They were excited to use the Five Elements Spell to experiment on the heavy armor of Mithril, and they were indeed defended.

Chang Hao nodded with a serious expression.

According to Cook, these san Francisco escargos were stolen from a group of human caravans who were planning to cross the border quietly. He still remembered the experience of the robbery so clearly because the guards in the human caravans were very powerful and even killed several powerful trolls among them.

You should know that trolls are cruel guys who can stand up to more than three meters. Humans are weak in front of trolls like pheasants on the grass. Few human caravans will sacrifice their lives to fight back when they encounter troll tribes, and most of them choose to use money to save their lives with women.

Since the end of the sea and land war thousands of years ago, the humans who moved their homes understood the truth that "whoever has better weapons and equipment will be favored by the goddess of victory." San Francisco, which has countless natural mineral deposits, quickly became the leading industrial province of the human empire, where countless famous industrial families and top craftsmen gathered. Almost all the advanced weapons and armors in the major legions of the human empire came from San Francisco.

It was rumored a long time ago that Saint Francisco developed a heavy armor that can effectively resist magic. Through the eyeliner placed in the human empire, the upper level of the temple in the Orc Kingdom can only know that the materials of the heavy armor that can resist magic are cast from mitral, and there is no way to know other information.

The problem lies in these mitril heavy armors. These mitril heavy armors produced from San Francisco are undoubtedly imperial secrets. How could this mitril heavy armor that ordinary people cannot access at all fall into the hands of a group of merchants? Unless...

"I'll go in and take a look." Chang Ge volunteered to get into the Mithril heavy armor. The specifications of the heavy armor were designed to be very large, so it was easy for adults to get in.

Compared to the smooth appearance of the heavy armor, the inside looks much rougher. Chang Ge carefully searched for clues inside the heavy armor. Finally, in the lining of the Mithril heavy armor, she found a line of plated English in the lining of the Mithril heavy armor, and there were also several other pairs of heavy armor.

trial     hex.

treal means trial type, but what hex represents is still unknown.

These pairs of Mithril Heavy Armors that could make Emilia helpless were just experimental models? This discovery made everyone present take a breath of air conditioning.

If these Saint Francisco Mithril armors are final products, everyone will only be surprised by the strong capital and superb smelting technology of the human empire without being shocked. But the facts are too cruel. These Mithril heavy armors that can make the orc kingdom like treasures are actually just insignificant experimental models of the human empire. Even the stupidest orcs will subconsciously feel chilled.

This explains why these mitral heavy armors were trapped in the family caravan, because these were simply eliminated products that the human empire looked down upon.

"What does this hex mean when I remember it!" Anna's breathing became a little rapid. "Hex should refer to the Hex family of the human empire. I heard from my father that they are the absolute core of the industrial system of the Provincial San Francisco!"

"And... there is no magic in the orc kingdom. Why did the human empire take a lot of effort to create Misilan Heavy Armor?" Emilia's unintentional words made the keen minded people present suddenly sweat on their backs.

"We must report this matter to the temple and parliament as soon as possible. The human empire may be planning something amazing!" Anna said firmly.

As the highest priest of Guangmingye, she has the right and obligation to do so.

Chang Hao pondered for a moment, but did not stop her.

Behind these mitril heavy armors is a lot of important information, which is related to the war situation that the Orc Kingdom may face. They can now have too little information, so they can only believe that the Dante priest and the Kingdom Council can make correct judgments.

"Interesting, interesting!" Unlike the shock that others could not recover for a long time, Yan Yao and other groups of artifact casters in Weishui Jianlu had their eyes lit up.

The artifact casters are too lazy to care about the situation that is difficult to deal with. That is what Senior Brother Chang should worry about. They only care about whether they can produce satisfactory works.

Artifact casters are all proud and are used to speaking with their own works, and the Hex family of the Human Empire has given a seemingly good answer.

Weishui Jianlu is the leading weapon casting sect in the Eastern Jiuzhou. No one dares to be the first. Although Jiuzhou rarely casts armor due to its different cultivation system and war model, this does not prevent them from applying what they learn through the same principles.

The Mithril heavy armor created by the Hex family is a challenge for them. They also need to build heavy armor, and they must be better and stronger than the Hex family!

"Yan Yao, I just hope you Weishui Jianlu. I don't want to see my followers in the future to fight with this silver lump in poor leather armor." Chang Hao buckled his fingers on the mitral silver armor, and pulled out a deep pit.

"Don't worry, senior brother, please ensure that you complete the task!" Yan Yao replied loudly.
Chapter completed!