Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 On the night before the camp was about to be evacuated, Corleone lay in the tent for a long time and did not fall asleep. The blood gang members beside him fell asleep immediately.

　　 This is also a fighting habit they have cultivated for a long time. Even riding on a horse, they can enter a light sleep to maintain sufficient physical strength, and they will immediately wake up when there is any noise.

　　 Corleone, who had no intention of sleeping, opened the parchment and checked the contents of the system.

　　 Now that Corleone turns on the system, he doesn't have the same reverence or even a hint of ecstasy as before. After experiencing the hardships of life and death, he has matured a lot.

　　 At this time, he can look at the system bestowed by the **** of the game with a normal heart.

　　 Corleone found an extra message on the parchment, which is described above:

　　 Part of the employment information of the occupation [Bandit] is obtained, and the new occupation can be compatible after completing the initial test.

　　 After the new class is upgraded, you cannot obtain [Attribute Points], but can only obtain [Talent Points] related to the class.

　　 In addition to this message, several of his talents have also changed. Among them, the [riding skill] has been upgraded to level 2, which is related to his riding during this period.

　　 At the same time, the talent [Healing] has been upgraded to level 1, which can enhance the body's healing of injuries and resistance to toxins.

　　 This talent can be quickly upgraded by being beaten, hacked and drinking poison, but if it can't make it, people will be gone.

　　 Except for these, no other attributes have changed. It seems that you still need to fight to quickly improve your personal strength.

　　 After Corleone recalled the parchment, he closed his eyes and thought about his situation.

　　 "I am about to become a bandit of the blood gang, is this decision correct?"

　　 "But currently, I can't get rid of the blood gang for the time being. In addition to the'Laughing Face' captain, several other people are also watching me, including the little giant."

　　 "That guy looks at me meaningfully every time he passes by, and needs to be guarded against him."

　　 "The wildebeests in the camp have their owners. Without permission from other people, they cannot be controlled at all at present. This is also a situation that needs to be considered."

　　 "Naka ​​the Lizardman is fine to talk, but other people seem to keep a distance from Naka, even eating at the table. I don’t know why."

　　 "Well, Uncle Fackney, Grandpa Pauly, I hope you all are well, I am living well now."

　　 "Father, I don't know if I'm taking this path, but I have no choice. I hope you can live a happy life in the sky."

　　 "Mother, sister, I swear I will find you..."

　　 While tossing and turning, Corleone fell asleep deeply. . .

　　 The next day, when the sky was light, Corleone was shaken awake. The tall and sturdy blood gang member standing in front of him was the blacksmith of the Quartermaster Squad.

　　According to many blood gang members, the blacksmith’s craftsmanship is very ordinary, but the weapons can still be done under daily maintenance. As for their equipment, they are bought from dwarves or dark elves at a high price.

　　 "Boy, come with me." The tall blacksmith muttered, letting Corleone quickly follow in his footsteps.

　　 Corleone didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so he was taken to a few large iron boxes. After the blacksmith opened it, the inside was filled with weapons and protective gear.

　　 "Choose for yourself, what kind of protective gear is suitable for you, as for your big sword, I have taken care of it, and you will receive it after you fully recover from your injury."

　　 After finishing talking, the blacksmith put his arms around his chest, looking at Corleone with a bit of anguish, as if something was bothering him.

　　 Based on the principle that more is worse than less, Corleone chose to close his mouth and carefully pick up the equipment from the box.

　　 He saw a set of chain mail, a helmet with sharp horns, and a dagger.

　　 In addition, the panelled leather boots on Corleone's feet were thrown to him by the Broken Shaq before, lest he had no shoes to wear.

　　 But Corleone had other plans. He also fell in love with a short bow made of yew.

　　 In fact, he even hopes that he can get a longbow, because the longbow is more lethal and more suitable for Corleone, after all, he has good power.

　　 But in the camp, there are no extra long bows, only a few short bows are left unused by the blacksmith.

　　 The yew shortbow in front of him is only about 1.2 meters long, and the range is estimated to be only more than 30 meters. The power is also relatively weak, I am afraid that it will not wear better armor at all.

　　 As for the crossbow, Corleone is not eligible to receive this weapon in his current capacity, unless he has passed the test.

　　 But after having a short bow, he can take the opportunity to improve his [bow and arrow proficiency] and make plans for future battles.

　　 The reason why the blacksmith Henry has been depressed for several days is that he had looked for the leader before, hoping to study the flintlock in the hands of the leader.

　　 It was a pity that he was eventually turned down. To be honest, he felt that he could make a more powerful firearm.

　　For example, lengthening and thickening the barrel of the gun, the blacksmith Henry even thought that if a huge gun was made of bronze and placed on both sides of the body of the desert monitor lizard, wouldn't the power be amazing?

　　 But as soon as he said this idea, he was laughed at by other members of the blood gang. How much material would it take to create such a big guy? How much does it cost?

　　 And he can make it with his craftsmanship. A matchlock gun with an extra-long barrel built by a blacksmith before, only fired a bullet and exploded.

After 　　, the blacksmith Henry stopped contacting firearms and returned to the crafting of cold weapons, but his deep desire for firearms has never changed.

Because he thinks this is a weapon that can completely change the situation of war, you must know that in the North Asian continent across the barren sea, many countries have begun to use firearms for a long time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and their Nehnnan continent Most countries are still using cold weapons to fight. One can imagine the gap between the two.

　　If it weren’t for the hegemony of the South Continent, the Arab Sultanate possesses strategic weapons [Deng Shen], maybe many countries in North Asia would come here to grab territory.

　　 Corleone had already selected the equipment, and said to the blacksmith several times, but the blacksmith Henry was too involved, and he didn't hear the sounds around him.

　　 So the two of them stood there in a slight embarrassment, Corleone was embarrassed and walked away.

　　 "Hi, little Corleone, what are you doing here, come over and help me move things." Fortunately, Naka the Lizardman walked over to make a relief in time.

　　 "I'm here, by the way, Uncle Henry, I'm leaving first." After finishing talking, Corleone took his equipment and left, with a short bow and quiver on his back.

　　 Blacksmith Henry is still standing there, sparks of inspiration in his mind are constantly colliding.

　　 "His, stupid Henry, who doesn't know what he is thinking, and thinks about making weird things all day."

　　 "Be careful when you take these boxes. They are filled with bottles and cans, and there are many poisons in them."

　　 "If you break the words, hiss, maybe you will turn into a pool of blood."

　　 Now Corleone knew why other members of the blood gang didn't dare to get so close to the lizardmen, he hurriedly moved the wooden box in front of him carefully.

　　 By noon, the entire camp has been completely sorted out.

The lizardman Naka picked one out of the wildebeest and let Corleone ride it. Then they would go to the city of Sovana in the northern desert and set up a temporary camp near the city, which was the site of the "Blood Queen". one.