Roman Slave Owner

As if stroking the skin of his lover, Wufa gently caressed this crossbow,

"How's the power?" Someone asked,

"Very strong! Very strong!" said a craftsman proudly,

"If you want to know the power, why not try it yourself." Li Wei said,

Everyone agreed, wanting to see the power of this crossbow,

A soldier picked up a 200 Roman pound crossbow and walked to a firing position,

Just 50 meters in front of him, a dead fat pig was hanging. He stepped on the ring with his foot, and after he tied the bowstring, he saw that an arrow was placed on the arrow groove.

Then I aimed at the dead pig 50 meters away, only to hear a string sound, the bow and arrow penetrated the dead pig at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and flew for more than ten meters before stopping.

Seeing this, the centurions were stunned in shock. The power of this crossbow was so powerful that it directly shot through the dead pig.

Next came the 100-meter test and the 150-meter test. This crossbow showed surprising lethality.

"Our legion plans to equip a large number of crossbows of this kind, what do you think?" Li Wei said.

"No problem, just replace those crossbowmen."

People said one after another.

So this proposal was quickly passed, and a large number of bows and crossbows were handed over to the legions who were about to go out for adaptive training.

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In a tavern in Dragon City, Maca drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then smacked his lips. It was really good wine. of this wine.

"How about this wine? It's not bad." Woofer said to Maka, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

"Good wine, really good wine, it's the first time I drink this kind of fine wine." Maca said, but there was a trace of weirdness in his eyes.

Because it was extremely concealed, Woofer didn't notice it.

He is a blacksmith slave of Li Wei, who is said to have mastered the recipe for the steel sword.

Of course, all this is an illusion, his real identity is a bait launched by the intelligence group.

In the past few months, people have often invited him to drink, and then secretly inquired about the formula of the steel sword, but in the end they all disappeared.

Does he also want to inquire about the secret of the steel sword? It's just that Woofer's identity is not ordinary.

Not only as the military tribune of the pro-guards, but also for beheading generals and capturing the flag, he is the pride of the entire pro-guards, a celebrity in the eyes of the patriarch, how could he covet the secret of the steel sword?

"Drink more if you like it. What Wufa admires the most is you blacksmiths. You can forge excellent weapons and reduce a lot of casualties for soldiers."

Wufa said boldly,

"This is so embarrassing." Maka said with a smile, but the movement of his hands was not slow, and he filled another glass for himself, and then drank it in one gulp.

Wufa secretly scolded hypocrisy, but he had a big plan, so he endured all these, and instead kept persuading him to drink.

As a general of a Germanic tribe,

He never thought of being loyal to Li Wei. From the moment he regained his freedom, he always hoped to return to Germany, avenge his enemies, and regain his position.

It's just that due to the strict discipline of the army, his idea has not been implemented,

But after discovering the steel sword and those precious swords, he changed his mind. If he could obtain the method of making these weapons, his tribe would become extremely powerful, and he could even unify the surrounding tribes and march into Gaul or Rome.

The current Germanic region has dense forests and less sunlight hitting the ground, so the climate is very cold, which is far from comparable to that of later generations.

Gaul and Rome have a warm climate, like places flowing with milk and honey, which they yearn for very much.

Anyone who came to Wufa's persuasion maca would not refuse, and it didn't take long for his face to be full of drunkenness.

Seeing this, Wufa couldn't help being overjoyed, so he whispered: "I have a heartfelt request, I wonder if I can say it."

"I have something to say...just say it."

Maca's tongue started to tie up.

"My steel sword had a few gaps during the last battle. I wonder if you can teach me how to repair these gaps."

Woofer said.

Hearing this, Maka was both surprised and happy.

He didn't expect to catch a big fish. He was very sure that Wufa was a spy and had been coveting the formula of the steel sword.

But he remained calm, and continued to say drunkenly: "You just... get a new one... no, it's fine, and you don't have to... pay. And the master didn't... reward you with a good sword."

"I have a lot of affection for that sword. It has done a lot for me, and I am very interested in blacksmithing. I hope you can teach me how to repair it."

Woofer said.

"This... no, the master said..., we can't teach others... blacksmithing, our skills... are all confidential."

Maca shook his head and said.

"Could it be that I can't do it either? I'll apply to the Patriarch myself later."

Woofer said.

Maca shook his head again, then passed out drunk on the table.

Wufar's expression kept changing, whether he should be arrested and tortured to extract a confession.

"Hey, Maka is drunk here. An officer came to him just now, saying that the number of weapons is not enough."

At this time, a slave artisan came here and said with a simple and honest face.

"Really, then you take him away."

Woofer said with a sigh.

The slave artisan immediately picked up the wine-smelling Maca and walked towards the artisan area.

But when he walked to a place where no one was around, Maka immediately woke up, and there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

"I really didn't expect that he turned out to be a spy."

Maca sighed.

"are you sure?"

asked the slave artisan.

"confirmed."

"Then let's report."

So the two changed directions and walked towards the inner city.

After listening to the reports from the two, Morris tapped lightly on the table in front of him, unexpectedly it was him, which was really surprising.

"You go down first, I will remember your credit, and remember to keep it secret." Morris said.

"Follow the team leader." Maka and the slave artisan said respectfully,

This is a little troublesome, Wufa is not an ordinary person, and if he wants to deal with him, the Patriarch must personally nod.

After thinking for a while, he walked towards the place where Yulia lived, and the owner of the house should be there now.

At this time, Li Wei was talking to Filo.

"Are you really going to leave? Don't stay for a while? If you have any dissatisfaction, you can bring it up, and I can ask someone to change it."

Li Wei said with a smile on his face.

"No, Plato Academy has been sending people to ask me to go back, and the microscope you mentioned has been progressing slowly, so I have to go back."

Filo gave him a strange look. This little guy was really treacherous, and tricked him into helping him manage the Capua Academy for so long.

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