Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 360

2021-11-03

Chapter 360 Trading (Part 2)

The winch was creaking and the cable was moaning.

The pagan sacred relic buried deep in the ground was lifted inch by inch by Crane. The soil rustled and slipped, revealing the true face of the treasure. In the light of the torch, the surface of the pagan sacred relic shone with a bleak but breathtaking sheen.

Everyone involuntarily held their breath—anyone who sees a lump of gold half a head taller than them will have that reaction.

Because the density of gold is much greater than that of soil, the people who worship the sky have been slowly sinking.

Charle led people to dig all night to find the golden man, and he experienced many times of self-doubt in the middle. Then it took another day to clear the golden man out.

Then just destroy it.

Anna couldn't help but walk towards the golden man, reaching out and brushing the wet mud on the golden man's face.

The golden countenance was serene and serene, unconcerned by the imminent end.

"It's beautiful." Winters walked over to Anna: "Right?"

Anna looked at the golden man.

This golden statue in front of me has almost nothing to do with the word exquisite, and the king who ordered it to cast it seems to be disdainful of carving details. Pen.

So that the outline of the facial features of the golden man looks so blurred, and the trachoma and defects left by the casting are faithfully preserved.

But precisely because of this, compared to the gold and silver sacrificial vessels enshrined in the church, compared to the jeweled crowns on the heads of the kings and princes, this pagan style of sacred relic has a unique uniqueness of roughness, robustness, and simplicity. beauty.

It does not require any delicate and complicated processing at all, and its value alone is enough to overwhelm any Saint Artifact and any crown.

“How long has it been around?” Anna asked.

"If the records of the Great Archives are correct." Father Kaman, who was invited to preside over the ceremony, replied softly: "It should be about 240 years ago, when the Barbarian Race Khan, who first conquered wasteland, used the The gold forged by the ministry."

Ana looked towards Winters, hesitant to say anything, and finally just sighed regretfully.

Winters also regrets that, if possible, he would like to preserve the golden man as a memorial. Because when he saw this golden man, the days and nights of the Great Wasteland Battle came to his mind again.

But the future is more important than the past.

"I don't know how many relics are lost in history like this, leaving no sound." Winters touched Anna's fingertips: "But at least you witnessed its disappearance."

Anna silently nodded.

Winters finally looked up at the golden man, who stood silently, the west wind whistled through the valley, and the crows circled and wailed in the night sky.

"Melted it," Winters said.

The final verdict was issued, and the golden man was dragged all the way to the temporary workshop. Father Kaman presided over a simple baptism ceremony, and the crowd began to dismember the golden man.

The first drop fell on the neck, and two blacksmiths headed the golden man with a special hacksaw little by little.

Seeing the hacksaw going back and forth, the accompanying goldsmith was so distressed that he wanted to cry.

In order to minimize wear and tear, craftsmen usually only use nippers when cutting precious metals. But the size of the golden man is too amazing, not to mention cutting pliers, even an axe can't be used, only a special hacksaw can be used.

The goldsmith takes off his coat, trying to catch the gold dust.

But how can I catch it? When the wind blows, the gold dust floats away. They are the blood shed by the golden man, returning to wasteland.

The 240-year-old worshippers of Heder were finally divided into seventeen pieces. The heavy gold pieces were buried in charcoal fire to preheat, and then melted into liquid in a crucible. , and finally cast into a gold bar.

When the first rays of sunshine appeared on the horizon, the golden man no longer existed, replaced by gold bars neatly laid on the bottom of the four carts.

Winters put down his cane, jumped on the carriage, and picked up a gold bar.

The residual heat of the gold bar has long since dissipated and it feels cold to the touch. A gold bar weighing about a kilogram is only about the thickness of the hilt and the length of a palm, which is worthy of a grip.

The members of the embassy gradually gathered in the carriage all around. Among them, some of them had followed Winters since they were recruited in Wolftown, some were placed under Winters' command during the Battle of Great Wasteland, and some were prisoners who were forcibly taken in after Winters captured Gervodin.

Everyone's eyes were unconsciously attracted to gold bars - when they were just working, they didn't feel anything. Once they were free, they really began to realize that an immeasurable amount of immense wealth was in front of them. and.

Everyone's heart was beating wildly in peng peng, saliva kept secreting in their mouths, and heavy breathing came and went.

Winters glanced at the crowd, and in the eyes of his subordinates, he saw desire, awe, greed, fear...

"Gold on these four carriages" Winters looked directly at his subordinates his eyes, and stated calmly: "Enough for anyone to live like a king in any place."

No one could look at Winters, even Pierre lowered his head.

"Come." Winters handed the gold bar to Pierre: "Take it and feel it."

Pierre took the gold bar hesitantly, while Winters continued to distribute.

Soon, the more than 60 people present all got the gold bars, and everyone was a little bit not knowing what to do.

"No one has ever seen the life of an emperor, so I have a more intuitive way to describe it." Winters showed the gold bar in his hand: "Just the small piece you hold in your hand is enough for you. Bought a farm on new land and lived a prosperous life ever since. And on the carriage there was..."

Winters paused for a moment: "Two thousand two hundred and seventeen."

"Now, do you know how amazing this wealth is?"

"Now, do you know what this gold can buy?"

Winters again After a short pause, he looked at the crowd and asked slowly, "Now, you know—why did you come here with me?"

"Each of you has been in the most brutal battle ever. Proving your courage and ability, each of you was hand-picked by me. I can call each of you by name, and you can count every scar on my body. You are the people I trust most, you are the people I can count on most, you are the people I can trust with my life, so I'm leading you here—and no one else."

The people under the carriage held gold bars and listened quietly.

"You have a lot of doubts in your hearts. Why do we have to deal with the Chihe Ministry? Isn't the Chihe Ministry's hands covered with our blood? Our hands are also covered with the Chihe Ministry.

The blood of all the people? Why are we now as if nothing has happened, and we have the peace of mind to be the guests of the Chihe Department?"

"I will tell you honestly - from this moment on, I will not I have nothing to hide from you."

"Because the Chihe Department can redeem our comrades who fell into wasteland for us."

"Because the Chihe Department can guarantee us to transport this batch of gold. ."

"Because the Chihe Department is willing to sell us war horses and wool, and because the Chihe Department is willing to buy our iron and minerals."

"In a word, yes Because of the exchanges with the Chihe Department, we can grow and develop."

Winters scanned the faces of each subordinate, not missing any subtle changes.

He took a deep breath and leaned back against the ten thousand zhang morning sun. For the first time, he expressed his heart and ambition to everyone, to his subordinates, to Heaven and Earth: "The war will not end, the war is still far away. It's not over."

"The capture of Tiefeng County is not a victory, and the capture of Tiefeng County can't be called victory."

"The new reclamation Legion, the military government, various Castle, they will not tolerate our presence. Sooner or later, the encircling army will appear again. Only next time, they will learn their lesson and they will be better prepared."

"So we have to To grow, we have to grow, we have to suck every sip of lotion and absorb every drop of nutrients, even if the nutrients and lotions come from our enemies! Even if their hands are covered with our blood!"

Winters fiercely A punch hit the carriage, and the car board snapped. He didn't use spell boost, but his voice was deafening to everyone's ears, roaring like a gust of wind.

Winters calmed his breath and suddenly raised his head to ask, "Why are we fighting?"

"Fighting for you!" Pierre replied without hesitation.

"I don't want you to fight for me!" Winters snapped, this time he involuntarily used amplification, roaring that shook the valley: "Me, you, us—we are here for the power to survive. Fight! We are fighting for fairness! We are fighting for justice!"

"We have to fight, because we starve to death if we don't fight! Nor can we surrender! Because surrender will be sent The gallows!"

"The Republic of Palatu dumped us like trash, not caring the blood and sacrifices we paid for her. We did our part, but the Republic of Palatu did not To her part of the responsibility!"

"The person who gains power recklessly alters the fate of the ordinary person for their own selfish desires, and even life is regarded as a consumable, wasted on meaningless, worthless, insignificant A useless place!"

"This is trampling on all the fairness and justice in the Human World! Breach of every promise that this republic, this alliance made when it was founded! Breach for this republic, this alliance Every martyr who gave his blood!"

"I stay in Palatu because I can't stand it! It's because I can't bear it! It's because I can't swallow it! It's because of the country established by the old marshal It shouldn't be like this!"

"I don't know what fairness and justice will look like when they really come to the world, but it's definitely not what Palatu is today. So Iron Peak County is not the end, Baishan County, Vigne County, Maplestone, new reclamation... We will continue to expand, continue to conquer, continue to seize power, until the old world annihilation, until the new world is born."

The valley fell silent again.

I don't know how long it took, Pierre asked, "What about after the new reclamation?"

"And then the Jiangbei province and the Xilin province." Winters answered with his head held high: "And then there's Plato!"

The scene was silent. For many people around the carriage, the new land was already huge, and Plato was even bigger than expected. Many have never even left their hometown before.

Pierre was silent for a moment, stared at Winters closely, and asked in a deep voice, "After Palato?"

Winters smiled, and the next goal was also for Winters. So far, so far away, there was little hope, but his answer was firm as an oath: "And then Veneta! Provinces! Monta! Vine! And then the Republics!"

Winters didn't know him What his subordinates are thinking at the moment, for him, this is also a wonderful moment.

Because of the raging flames in his chest, for the first time, he shared his deepest desires, ambitions, visions, ambitions...whatever you want to describe.

That was an unrealistic, vague, and elusive goal—at least according to Winters himself.

He shared this wish with his most trusted subordinates and did not expect everyone to accept it.

"I won't force you to fight with me," Winters said. "Anyone who wants to leave can leave with a gold bar."

No one spoke. Pierre took a few steps forward and put the gold bar back in the carriage. The others followed Pierre, returning the gold bars to the carriage one by one.

Two thousand two hundred and seventeen gold bars lay quietly at the bottom of the carriage, not much, not much.

...

[Washka and Pierre's tent]
While resting, Vashka was still in a daze, he asked Pierre in confusion : "What does New World look like?"

"I don't know." Pierre fell directly onto the blanket and closed his eyes to sleep: "It's better than the old one."

...

[Winters and Kaman's tent]
"No one can save the world, Mr. Montagne." Kaman fiddled with the campfire: "That's the Lord's authority."

"Do I seem to be saving the world?" Winters sipped the mare's milk: "Maybe I'm better at destroying the world."

 …

[Anna's tent]
Anna stared at the drawing board for a long time, but never started to write.

…

…

While Winters and his men were busy melting the golden men into gold bars, a convoy arrived on the west bank of the Big Horn.

The morning sun is slightly exposed, and the outline of Tiefeng gradually emerges.

"[Hede] wake up the slave and send an envoy." Hong Lingyu, who was escorting the convoy, instructed the guards, and he squinted at the lonely peak in the distance: "The other side of [Hede] is the 'Iron Peak'. County'."

Once captured by the expeditionary force of the Hurd slaves, he finally returned to Palatu.

[Probably the first time Winters openly recruited "comrades", but his subordinates are still following him...]
[Actually, it was an update yesterday, so sleepy, so twelve o'clock I slept and set an alarm clock for getting up early]
[I asked for leave because I was worried that the alarm clock wouldn’t work, um]
[But...since the leave has already been requested, is this chapter considered an update? ]
[Thanks to the new Alliance Leader [Alliance Leader in and the others only], thank you]
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