The Origin of Arcane

The three-layer armor is nearly 300 pounds. If he is replaced by an ordinary brawny, he can take two steps and he is qualified. However, McGee the Skull ran around the school field three times without blushing except for his speed. While not breathing, showing extraordinary strength, he also proved that his physique is not bad, and is different from the more intuitive strength and agility. Other things such as physique, intelligence, will, and perception, Sean has no way to accurately measure it, especially The latter three items can only be roughly estimated.

　　 Skullcrusher McGee's physique will not be lower than 4. After all, the most relevant power is there. If there is no corresponding physique, his terrifying power will hurt himself first.

　　 "Yes, yes, yes!" McGee was full of praise, and today he doesn't know how much he said, "As long as you adapt for a day or two, there will be no impact at all."

"After all, it's a temporary piece together. It is difficult to fit perfectly. As long as there is no major problem, let's do it first. Record all the data and talk about it later." Sean is not as easy to satisfy as McGee, he wants What you do, you either don't do it, or you do it to the limit of your ability, saying that he has a slight tendency to perfectionism does not wrong him.

　　 When McGee was just in the event, several problems were clearly exposed, but most of these problems were caused by hardware. Unless there was a major change, they would have nothing to do. They had to finish the battle first.

　　 "Is it almost something?" Sean touched his chin and circled McGee straight.

　　 "What's the difference?" McGee slapped his chest straight, "I feel good now. If the old grandson of Old Bolton is here, I can kill his army by himself."

In the past, when confronted with the Bastille, they suffered a loss on the armor. They went down with an axe, and the other party spit blood at most. When they turned around, they gave them a sword. If you don't die, you have to go half life. The personal strength of the bull Eriksson is obvious. Not as good as myself. Every time I met on the battlefield, I chased me and ran around, relying on the strong plate armor. This time the armor was standing on the same starting line, self-confidence was suddenly bursting, and I taught them how to behave every minute.

　　 Looking at McGee the Skullcrusher's old antique tomahawk whose blade surface had been worn out nearly half, Sean finally remembered what was missing. The light armor didn't work, so he had to have weapons, otherwise the killing efficiency would be reduced a lot.

Sean dragged McGee to the armory, and it was a good time to turn around. Compared with armor, the number of weapons is obviously much more. Equipped with seven or eight thousand people is enough. After all, compared with armor, the loss rate of weapons is higher. Of course, the more sufficient the inventory, the better, and he didn't expect to kill Bolton. His adequate preparations all made his enemies cheaper.

There are so many types of weapons, conventional, unconventional, long, short, straight, curved, throwing, and shooting. They are all available, which opened Sean’s eyes. There are many weird shapes. I can't even call it a name. The continent of Ashan has been in war all year round, and its development is a bit deformed. The people's livelihood is terrible, and the weapon armor has a taste of the pinnacle of cold weapons.

　　 Those weird ones, the two directly skipped them. Before the odd-shaped weapon was turned on and the corresponding proficiency, they took it to the battlefield. It is very likely that people didn't kill and injured themselves first.

　　 "This is good." Sean stopped in front of a pile of javelins. During the night attack, the javelins of the Gate Guard Army left a deep impression on him, because half of his brothers died under the javelins.

If McGee the Skullcrusher’s subordinates are equipped with three or five javelins, and two rounds of cover throws before they rush to the front, the hedging resistance will be greatly reduced, and hundreds of pounds of armor are worn, so you don’t care about adding ten pounds. Eight pounds, at most, prepare an armed belt for them. There are so many ready-made cooked skins. You only need to draw dozens of people out separately, and it will be enough.

With this as a reference, Sean’s gaze is no longer limited to melee weapons. In a circle, McGee has five javelins, six shorthand axes, one two-handed large axe, and one one-handed sword. .

When the special armed belt is rushed out, the javelin and one-handed sword are bundled back, the hand axe is pinned to the waist, the two-handed axe is hung on the waist, the majestic temperament suddenly comes out, the whole **** is a weapon Humanoid steel monster with teeth.

Those who heard the news and came to see the lively Rage Mountain Clan Corps, one by one, greedy drooling, almost flooded the school grounds. When they heard that they would each have such equipment in a few days, they were all excited. The ghost cries and wolves howl, women love red makeup, men love arms, and with such a piece of equipment, that real shotgun for cannon, the chance of survival on the battlefield rises sharply.

　　Since they are all here, they can't fall asleep for a while depending on how they look, and Sean's plan that he had waited until the next day to be implemented has begun to execute ahead of time-the reorganization of the Fury Mountain Clan Army.

McGee the Skullcrusher raised his hands in agreement with this proposal. In fact, he had already moved this heart. He witnessed with his own eyes that the young army spent a day and a night, and set up a frame to circle the two groups of people who were originally incompatible. Go in and become a rudimentary legion.

McGee’s Rage Mountain Clan is called a Legion, but in fact it is a general term. Except for dozens of people from the same village who are considered semi-professional soldiers, the others are all mountain people with mixed blood of Kentucky barbarians. When there is no fighting, Each went back to the village to hunt and farm, and live their own little days. When there was war, they responded to McGee's call and gathered together with armor and weapons to form the so-called violent mountain legion.

　　 This is a helpless choice for the harsh living environment. McGee can't get so much food to feed them. Normally, there is no chance to gather at all. Naturally, there is no training for the legionary. Every battle is like a gang fight.

That kind of posture is enough to deal with the mountain people. After all, they don’t know how to fight together, but it is very difficult to deal with the well-trained Bastille army of Old Bolton. Even if it is replaced with new equipment, it is difficult to play. To exert all its power, especially the mid-to-short range projectile weapon like throwing spear, it pays more attention to timing and assistance. Improper operation will not only kill the enemy but also injure oneself.

McGee is very self-aware. He is really not good at this, and he is a little bit unable to open his mouth when he wants to ask Sean. This time they have benefited too much, but they exerted very little effort. Then let the other party teach the secret of formation of the legion, it is too much. After being greedy, now Sean took the initiative to propose it, and naturally there is no reason for it.

　　 "A legion must have a decent name that can be recognized by everyone, which helps to enhance the collective honor and centripetal force." The first thing in the reorganization is to suggest that McGee rectify the legion's name.

　　 "The name of the Berserker Legion is good, very powerful." Skullcrusher McGee is obviously also one of the members of the named Incompetent Society. After scratching his head for a long time, he took out his original name.

　　 "It's a good fart, it smells like earthy smell." Xiao En said in a bad mood, "Why aren't you called the Skull Smasher? It matches your nickname."

"Yeah, why didn't I think of it before?" McGee the Skullcrusher brightened his eyes and slapped his thigh heavily, "This name is good, not only matching my nickname, but also has the profound meaning of breaking the enemy's head. This is good, that's it."

　　 Not giving Sean a chance to refute at all, McKeexing rushed to find his brother to discuss the level of the name.

"I knew it, it would be better to call the Berserker Legion!" Sean was a little weak to vomit. McGee had a soft spot for words such as violent, brave, skull-shattered, and mighty. Since McGee went to announce Now, the basics are firmly established.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, McGee came back happily, saying that it was unanimously approved, and all agreed with the title of Skull Smasher. As for the sincere unanimous vote, it is still a unanimous vote by the Skull Smasher with a fist. , Anyway, it's just a code name, it's almost the same as I'm used to it, and Sean can only comfort himself so much.

　　 Skullcrusher McGee is a bit addicted to naming, so I suggest giving this armor a loud name.

　　 "Stepper!" A name was spit out without going through Sean's brain, but he regretted it as soon as he said it. This improvised product really bears the name.

　　 "Stepper A? Is there any special meaning?" It is rare that McGee did not applaud him again and again without the brain, and now he is learning and selling.

　　 Of course, Sean cannot tell McGee the unique meaning of these three words to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can only explain the literal meaning: "The armor worn by the infantry is naturally called the infantry armor."

　　 "Then it's called a stepper!" McGee was obviously just pretending to be styled, and it really made him feel out of stock, so he could only scratch his head.

　　 The reorganization of the Skullcrusher Legion and the reorganization of the army slaves are completely two-dimensional, not just because they are soldiers of the Skullcrusher McGee.

　　 Those military slaves have long been smoothed out by the tragic experience. To say that it sounds good is to be complacent, and to say that it is not good is to be numb.

However, Xiao En and the Junior Army like this kind of person very much, because this kind of person is just a piece of white paper. Not only do they have little concern for themselves, they have never been involved in the world, and they don’t know anything about the life and rules of the outside world, and it is easier. Accepting the young army's way of doing things and ideas, and a little bit of edification, you can integrate into their slightly different family and become your own.

Such people, as long as their numb heart is reactivated, they will explode with great motivation. This has been verified. Just two meals that are not delicious will make many young people living in them alive. There is a strong thirst for knowledge and enthusiasm.

In comparison, those slaves of the Andes mountain people are not so lovable. They have already formed their own set of lifestyles and codes of conduct. Although they are limited by experience and education, most of them seem to be less charming. Fool, such people are usually stubborn and like to stick to the old customs. It is very difficult to accept new things and ideas. However, they do not lack the clever and small calculations belonging to the mountain people and are very difficult to give birth.

　　 And they all have their own concerns. It is very troublesome to reorganize them. The Juvenile Army’s reorganization of them is for investigation and use. After the battle in the Bastille is thoroughly understood, it is indeed true whether they are actually included.