"I'll go! What's this? Can firewood sticks be used as equipment?"

Dennis, who had enough food and drink, was the first to pounce into the supply pile, but after a while, he ran back with a loud scream, and held a flintlock musket high and handed it directly to Qian Wuyou.

"What? Isn't it a match?" Qian Wuyou, who was chewing meat, took the musket and saw it, but couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

The elemental magic array drawn on the gun was extremely rough. Qian Wuyou saw six fatal mistakes at first glance. He couldn't help but suspect that this thing was not the work of a magic apprentice, but the fire stick of the wilderness goblin.

"Support? What are you kidding? We are dwarves, not hellhorn demons who are self-destructing!" Dennis, whose face was red, roared angrily.

Qian Wuyou didn't have time to check it carefully with too many supplies. When he saw this misunderstanding, he was not surprised, but just said calmly: "Don't worry, go and check carefully, are there any useful muskets here?"

"I have seen it. They are all defective products that cut corners, and even magic crystal gunpowder is mostly unqualified. These supply boxes are simply a bunch of mobile bombs. Your baggage troops were not killed on the road. It's a miracle."

"Mobile bomb?" Qian Wuyou, who was holding the big bowl, suddenly laughed. He put the bowl down and slapped Dennis' shoulder with his big hand full of butter: "Isn't the magic crystal bomb much better than a musket? You've made a profit!"

"Your Excellency Qian Wuyou, what are you kidding! This is not safety gunpowder, I have the right to refuse to use it!"

Facing Dennis with wide eyes, Qian Wuyou raised his hand and pointed to the north: "The wild boar's saber will not be reasonable with you. If you don't want these supplies, you will play with bayonets later."

"Isn't it!" Dennis covered his head in pain.

At this moment, Ma Lu also walked over with a gloomy expression: "Knight Qian Wuyou, I have to say that the military supplies you brought are very good, but..."

"Do you have any problems?" Qian Wuyou's nerves tense. After all, half of the military supplies handed over to Ma Lu were selected by him carefully, and there would definitely be no quality problems.

"Of course there is a problem!" Ma Dayong grabbed a piece of steel armor and said, "This armor is not lined, and the number is also large."

"Line..." Qian Wuyou did ignore the secondary logistics support. He took the armor and gestured on himself: "The lining can be replaced by clothes. As for the number, how can it be large?"

The stainless steel armor marked with the Baihua Chamber of Commerce is an authentic military product and its style is even more universal in the North.

Ma Dayong didn't say anything. He raised his hand slightly, and the two guards ran over. The next moment, the armor Qian Wuyou held in his hand was directly put on the body of the guard.

The too large armor can almost make the personal soldiers pass by!

You know, the soldiers of the Southern Alliance came from the hot southern border of the empire. They were generally shorter and thinner than the soldiers in the north, and were malnourished and hungry for several days. They were even thinner by large armor.

At this time, little John, who was standing beside him, said, "If you wear more cotton coats..."

"No, wearing armor will make you feel inconvenient to move, and the bloated cotton coat will amplify this adverse effect." Mulan rejected little John's idea on the spot.

When Ma Lu saw little John and Mulan speak one after another, he couldn't help but frown slightly, and after coughing, he spoke: "In addition to armor, the weapons you provide are also a big problem."

When Qian Wuyou heard this, he couldn't help but lose his face: "Ma Lu, your soldiers are always strong, right? Those who can wear armor, but those who can't wear armor, don't wear armor, don't force them! As for weapons, what's the problem?"

The equipment box not far away is full of cold-slashing horse slashing swords and dark and thick iron-slashing swords. Of course, there are also many double-blade battle axes deliberately left by Qian Wuyou. These fine products are all powerful weapons on the battlefield, and there is absolutely no problem.

When Ma Dayong saw Qian Wuyou, he dared to show his face, he immediately started yelling: "The soldiers of our Southern Alliance are all spearmen. How can we use these things you have brought?"

Spearman!!!

See the spearmen again!

Ninety percent of the soldiers in the Five Elements Empire were spearmen. The reason is very simple, that is, it is cheap!

Whether it is training or armed, raiders are the most cost-effective types of troops.

Even if there is no metal spear head, just sharpen a bamboo pole and you can arm a spearman. Even the Five Elements Empire, which is rich in the world, is still keen on this ancient and economical military.

But this economic consideration has dragged Qian Wuyou down at this moment.

After all, Qian Wuyou, who escaped with the baggage team, could not bring out all the baggage from Jixiangfeng Camp - the cheapest wooden spear had long been burned to ashes by him as firewood.

"All of them are spearmen?" Qian Wuyou couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and a momentum that was not angry but powerful spread.

Ma Dayong, who was arrogant, naturally would not give in at the moment of eating and drinking. He glared at the same time with a rebellious look on his face and said tit-for-tat with Qian Wuyou: "All are spearmen!"

"Let them change their jobs!" Qian Wuyou said coldly.

"What's the matter?" Ma Dayong was confused.

"Change?" Ma Lu also blinked his eyes hard.

Qian Wuyou said with a serious expression: "Let them change their jobs! I don't believe it. If a veteran changes his weapon, he will not kill anyone."

"But the problem is not here!" Ma Lu pulled Qian Wuyou over and said in a low voice: "Do you know how valuable the weapons you are now distributed? You are not afraid that the battle will be over-depleted."

Qian Wuyou certainly understood Ma Lu’s deep meaning. He responded with a smile: “Hisser Duke, war will kill people. I can afford to pay for my life.”

"Nonsense!" Ma Lu blew his beard at the time. He pressed Qian Wuyou's shoulder and said, "You are chasing military laws and giving you a reward without merit. In the future, how do you... convince the public?"

"On the battlefield, only victory is everything!" Qian Wuyou didn't have much scruples, let alone any rewards and punishments. He approached the other party's ear and said, "Please Mr. Ma Lu, aren't you afraid that these weapons will fall into the hands of the wild boar?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Lu couldn't help but feel shocked and said, "Are you still not sure?"

"What's the sure thing?"

"Of course I'm going to get out of trouble and return to the south." Ma Lu's eyes looked straight into Qian Wuyou's eyes.

"What are the perfect solutions there on the battlefield? The wild boar people... are not simple." Qian Wuyou said at the end, and couldn't help but sigh. Soon, the empire will know how terrifying the king of Pig Kings they looked down upon.

When Ma Lu heard Qian Wuyou's answer, the persistence in his eyes immediately melted and collapsed, and replaced it with a solemn expression on his face. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!