Heaven’s Intention

The Church of the Glorious Lord on an island. Military plus workshop

"Everyone listens, this time the forged weapons are used by the soldiers, they are munitions."

"The warriors are fighting in the front. We, the people, cannot be slack in the rear. I know that you are all here from all directions. Now let me tell you again, whether you come voluntarily, coerced or prison The criminals here can only have one conviction here, that is, good work. As soon as the war is over, you can all get a lot of rewards and obtain the status of free people. "

"But if any of you dare to perfunctory things, hum, when dealing with military law. But it is much worse than my whip!"

A specific steward of the workshop, holding a whip in his hand, kept walking around in front of a group of people. What he said in the mouth was half soothing and half coercing.

The group of people in front of him, about four or five hundred people, are all black and strong and burly. They "hummed" hard and hit the iron piece with a hammer.

Under the coercion of this manager, no one dared to make any big moves.

Around them, there are many supervisors, and outside, there are many soldiers patrolling.

Although these craftsmen are very strong, they are only comparable to ordinary people. They can barely fight the supervisors, but they have only two words to fight against the regular army outside-to find death.

Perhaps the reason is that the sun is too hot today, and the noise in the crowd can't stop. Although there are no big movements, people are whispering and talking in a low voice. One person or two may not dare to talk, but if Everyone around was whispering, even if the law did not blame the public. People will be fearless.

"Quiet me down!" Seeing the chaotic scene in front of me, there was a tendency to get out of control. The steward was finally angry. With a snap, he flicked the whip in his hand, and a loud note immediately let the scene get. control.

Everyone looked at him in horror. Presumably they had not suffered less from the whip before, and they all formed a conditioned reflex. When the whip sounded, they couldn't help shaking.

"Look, there is someone over there ..."

Just as the steward was preparing to speak again, a burst of sand quickly swept from a distance, it was the dust of horseshoes rising on the beach.

Five horses ran out of the sand.

There are five people sitting on top of the five war horses. At first glance, they are paladins. Just looking at their temperament, they are different from ordinary cavalry and carry a kind of nobility.

Not to mention, the armor on them. A touch of holy light matched their tall body.

And, getting off the boat and riding a horse, this ...

"Who is in charge of you here?" When they came to the crowd, the five knights strangled the war horse, heading the knight, and glanced across the crowd, and asked lightly.

"Master Knight, I am, what did you tell me?" The steward had sharp eyes and recognized the signs on the five knights at once, all of them the Paladins of the Church of the Lord of Light.

These are the elite in the Church of the Glorious Lord. He is just a little manager in charge of the workshop, but he has no identity and the other party is close, and he dare not ask questions. The manager just answered the knight's question respectfully.

"We are instructed to fetch the weapons. We have forged the batches, right?" Asked the knight.

As soon as this manager heard this, he quickly bowed and said, "This batch, a total of 3,000 pieces, has been forged and is in the warehouse of the workshop."

"Lead the way ahead," said the headed knight: "We will take them away today."

"It may be possible, but ... can the little one look at the documents of several adults first?" The manager asked cautiously.

There is no identification, even if wearing the costume of the Paladin of the Glorious Lord Church, the stewards dare not give them the forged weapons. This is a rule.

"Well, this is a rule. Just take a good look!" Knowing that the other party must finish reading the document, she can rest assured to hand over the thing, and the knight is not wordy. He took out something from his arms and threw it away.

The manager quickly caught it and took a closer look at it, suddenly letting go of his heart.

This is a document. It is the order to extract the weapon. The imprint still bears the Holy Light, but even so, the manager greeted me.

A low-level priest in the workshop came up, checked it, and said, "It is the official order of the church."

The document can be forged, but the Holy Light cannot be forged. This is guaranteed by the power of God. Of course, it can be at least at level 16 or higher. This kind of person does not do this.

The manager immediately let go of his heart and said to the five knights with a smile: "Several knights, in this case, please follow me!"

The document was not returned, he handed it over to the supervisor behind him, and the supervisor received it. Facelessly, he received it in his arms.

"You all go back to your respective jobs to work. If you dare to be lazy again, I will not spare him!" He stared at everyone fiercely, and the stewards took a few knights with a smile and walked in the direction of the warehouse.

"The face changes so quickly." The people recruited here are all blacksmiths. The oldest of them is more than fifty years old. Although his body is still tough, his hair is already gray. He is the captain of this team. .

He watched those people leave. He turned his face and said to everyone: "Okay, let's all work. Today we have to complete a hundred standard swords and a fine sword, and we will starve again at night without working hard."

"Uncle Monte, please tell me, who will accompany you today to forge the fine sword?" Someone in the crowd asked.

These people were recruited to this isolated island in order to give the expeditionary forces continuous recovery of weapons and forging weapons. The weapons are worn out on the battlefield, and new weapons need to be continuously sent over. This work is certainly very heavy.

Moreover, the front-line islands have heavy tasks, difficult supplies, and a very difficult life.

However, everyone only saw the scenery or helplessness of the expeditionary force. No one noticed how many people behind the war also paid a heavy price.

Every day, someone will die on this island, either because of illness or because he wants to escape and is caught and executed.

Now, people do n’t want to run away, they just want to complete the mission on time and return to the day when the war is over.

"Big Wood, Little Cass, and a few of you, all go to raise the stove, a few of you, drag the charcoal ..." As soon as he entered the forging room, the old blacksmith commanded one by one.

He is the most skilled blacksmith on the island. Almost every fine sword is from his hands. Other blacksmiths admire him very much and naturally are willing to work with him.

not to mention. People who come to the boutique forging house have better food every day than others.

You can eat well and drink well. These blacksmiths are asking for it now.

"Come on, everyone! One, two, one, two, you have to work hard! One, two, one, two ..."

People screamed with a slogan, a large stove stood in front of them, a dozen people had begun to push the huge wind wheel hard, and their dark muscles continued to drop sweat beads, this room The temperature inside was very high, slightly higher than in other rooms. Everyone took off their tops, bare upper body, and kept working hard.

Just as many blacksmiths were forging weapons in full swing, in the waters not far from them, huge groups of warships were quickly approaching this side.

On the sea, the waves were turbulent, and the waves were rolling. The targets of these warships were very clear, pointing directly to this small island on the sea.

Over there, the blacksmiths are forging weapons, and on this side, the steward has brought five knights to the warehouse where the top weapons are stored.

Pulling the key from his pocket, inserting it into the hole, and twisting it a few times, the door was opened, and the knights were led into the warehouse.

All of them are full of weapons, placed on the shelf, glowing coldly.

This manager opened another cabinet and took out five fine weapons. These five fine weapons were forged only recently, and Hanguang is even sharper.

Generally speaking, their workshop only deals with forging weapons. After the weapons are forged, the church will send large ships to pick them up and take them away from the island to the battlefield.

These knights were obviously sent by the army, and they were in charge of putting five fine weapons into their hands with confidence.

Who knows, the weapon just started, and the knight headed back suddenly, with a touch of vigilance in his eyes.

"No, there are boats coming in this direction."

Other knights, including the one in charge, looked at this knight. His words shocked everyone. The people on the island knew that if they came by themselves, they would generally go to the pier on the other end instead of From this direction, how can we say that such a hidden island has been discovered by others?

"God, it's an elf! It's an elf's ship!" There was a cry from outside.

Several people hurried out of the warehouse and walked out, and when the sea appeared in front of them, they all froze.

On the distant sea level, above the vast sea, the black-pressed battleship came towards this side.

Because it is daytime, the flags of those warships can be clearly distinguished, and they are elves!

It's a warship of elves!

Everyone took a deep breath, all this happening in front of them, this kind of situation directly hit their hearts, making people unable to bear, under such a terrible visual impact, anyone will grow timid in the heart.

"Quick! Inform the other side of the island! Let them send reinforcements!" The knight, headed, said to the person beside him.

"Yes! Captain!" A knight flew on his horse and ran towards the other end of the island.

"Come on, be prepared for defense!" On this side, the steward also yelled to prepare the blacksmiths for battle.

Although the blacksmiths don't like the environment here, they all know that if they fall into the hands of the elves, they are afraid that they will not survive, they are desperate!

Monte, they immediately led the craftsman and took out the weapon.

Thus, a battle started immediately.

Paladin Sanka, did not expect that on the island where weapons are transported, there will be an attack. He shouted to his subordinates: "You command those soldiers!"

"Yes!" Immediately, a knight took over the command of the soldiers in the workshop. Although there were only thirty soldiers, it was also a small combat power.

This knight, without the sword first, brandished a spear in his hand, ready to fight.

"Nature Summoning!" As soon as the ship leaned on the beach, it was not the warrior but the druid's spell.

Just listening to "buzz", hundreds of various summons appeared suddenly, they roared and rushed towards the human.

"Damn, these evil elves!" Paladin Sanka roared and had to step forward to fight.

The population of elves is small, so although there is no lack of courage to die, tactics do everything possible to use this type of driving spell.

The original elf's legal duties are the most druids, and this summoned plane animal projection is itself the best tactic.

"My Lord bless!" Before fighting. Suddenly, the paladin Sanka jumped from the horse in horror.

"Boom!" A fireball exploded and the horse immediately died.

"Damn, it's a remote magic attack!"

Even though the offensive in front of them had the will to resist, the temporary craftsmen all showed expressions of fear, and their movements slowed down obviously.

"Kill, kill all humans without leaving!" A cold command came from a distance.

"Followers of the Lord of Glory, kill!" Paladin Sanka got up and shouted.

Suddenly, Zhen Tian shouted, human beings, despite the fierce counterattack, a few religious warriors even vowed to fight, but after all, the number of people was very disparate, and only heard a command: "shoot!"

Just listening to the buzzing sounds, the dozens of people in front had already fallen over, and there was Monte in them.

Hundreds of craftsmen, not even an elf, or even close, have been killed within ten minutes.

The headed paladin, although brave and warlike, but the elves, the steps are strictly prohibited, and the skillful connection in the rhythm of rushing and killing, the death of the enemy in front of him is no breathing.

A moment later, Paladin Sanka collapsed, and a magic wound in the armor penetrated through. He opened his eyes and looked dead.

Although he killed a lot of summons, he didn't even kill an elf.

How can this see the glorious Lord after death.

"Well, the tactics are more and more sophisticated." On the ship, an elf commander said with satisfaction.

Summoning, long-range magic, bows and arrows ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ is a triple-strike of elves. It is still the saturated long-range attack used by Romon once, especially in the case of a large number of people, it can minimize the casualties of elves.

"Command: Immediately remove the useful things in the human workshop, and all others are burned." The commander said, and at this time, an adjutant around him responded with a "slap" and recorded the command.

"Command: Destructively strike humans on the side of the island."

"Command: Do not entangle with sporadic fighters scattered on the island to avoid losses in the guerrilla warfare."

"The above command time is two hours, no matter how things are done after two hours, retreat immediately."

The elf commander gave an orderly order.

"Yes!"

After a moment, the flames rushed into the sky, the smoke billowed, and the commander's face was calm and indifferent.

Up to now, the battle has started more frequently, and there are many casualties on both sides. This situation is just normal. (!)