He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 109 The Reward Jiang Lin Wants

In just nine days, Jiang Lin re-forged all twenty-three weapons.

In order to catch up on time, he didn't even leave the blacksmith shop.

Eat here, rest here, and take a nap here.

What echoes in my ears every day is either the roar of flames or the clinking of hammers.

And every time he lit the fire, he would burn more than a dozen pieces of pig iron at the same time, without wasting any time.

Qi the blacksmith and the others were shocked by his workaholic look and wanted to remind him to take a rest, but every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Everyone was infected by this and worked harder.

On the ninth day, Liao Mingxu brought people here again.

Qi the blacksmith went over to greet him and said, "Greetings, Commander-in-Chief."

"Where is Jiang Lin?" Liao Mingxu asked as he walked without looking away.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Lin walked out of the blacksmith shop holding several weapons.

There were already more than a dozen weapons lined up in front of the blacksmith shop.

His pants were covered in charcoal ash, having been burned by flames for a long time. They were wrinkled and shrunk, and many places were torn by his strong muscles.

The hair, which had not been taken care of for many days, looked messy and was just tied into a random knot.

His face looked a little tired and he looked like a homeless person.

Seeing Liao Mingxu and others coming, Jiang Lin put down his weapons, bowed and said: "You all came at the right time. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."

Liao Mingxu took a quick glance and saw lines of entropy on the weapon.

Most of the weapons that were originally brought were of the lower eighth grade, lower seventh grade, or even just entering the grade, but now, the lowest is of the middle fifth grade, and there are seven or eight pieces of the middle fourth grade.

The quality has been greatly improved. Swords, guns, sticks, and clubs are all shiny black, with clear entropy patterns.

There are another three thousand weapons, of which almost ten percent are of the highest quality, and are of the lower eighth grade!

Liao Mingxu couldn't help but look a little surprised, it was originally said to be halfway into the entry level, but now it is nearly 10% to the lower eighth level, what a huge improvement!
After taking a quick glance at the pile of standard weapons, Liao Mingxu waved his hand.

The people behind him immediately went forward to retrieve their weapons, and seeing that the quality had been greatly improved, they couldn't help but feel happy.

Liao Mingxu looked at Jiang Lin and asked with concern: "Didn't you get enough rest these days?"

His tone was gentle, like a real brother caring about his younger brother.

Jiang Lin shook his head slightly: "You brothers fought bravely, compared to them, I am not tired."

Liao Mingxu nodded and said, "You have made great contributions this time. Tell me what I will reward you with."

In fact, Liao Mingxu knew that with Jiang Lin's personality, he might not ask for any reward.

But this matter cannot be ignored.

To his surprise, Jiang Lin said, contrary to his usual behavior: "Come to think of it, there is something I want."

Liao Mingxu's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "What do you want? Gold and silver? Tiger Soul Pill? Or something else?"

"Neither." Jiang Lin shook his head and said, "I heard that Master Wei used a knife to exchange two Qi and Blood Pills from Brother Liao. If Brother Liao really wants to give me something, I want the knife."

Liao Mingxu was slightly stunned. He thought that Jiang Lin might ask for a lot of rewards, even if it was a house for a first-rank official. He might have to find a few generals to get it done.

But I didn't expect that what Jiang Lin wanted was the knife.

The other military officers also looked over, their eyes full of admiration.

Liao Mingxu grinned and said, "I thought I had overestimated you, kid, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated you. With you by my side, Master Wei doesn't need us to worry too much about the rest of his life."

The quality of the knife was pretty good, but that was all. For Jiang Lin, who had already forged a top-third-grade weapon, it was not considered a good thing.

He wanted this reward only for Old Man Wei.

"The knife is in the camp. I will bring it to you when I get back." Liao Mingxu said, "But they have to rush to take up their posts today, so please wait a moment." "No rush." ​​Jiang Lin said.

Liao Mingxu hummed, turned around and looked at everyone, and said with a smile: "Now that you have the weapon you need, go ahead and don't let it go to waste."

Everyone responded loudly. At this time, Jiang Lin said, "Wait a minute, I have something else to say."

Liao Mingxu turned around and looked at him curiously: "What?"

Jiang Lin said: "I know that you are all brave men who are not afraid of death. The word retreat has never appeared in the dictionary of the border troops. However, I am just a blacksmith. A long time ago, a master once said that it is not easy to live in this world, and it is even more difficult to live well."

"Therefore, Jiang Lin wants to say that if you guys really encounter a situation where you are sure to die, you can take a step back. Coming back alive is better than anything else."

Everyone was slightly stunned. They didn't expect Jiang Lin to say this.

If it were any other time or any other person, they would have been furious.

As a frontier soldier, who would retreat because of fear of death?

There is only one way ahead: either the enemies lie down or their bodies fall.

Jiang Lin's words were not harsh, but they touched the hearts of these fearless military officers.

Whether it was helping them to forge their weapons or speaking these words, Jiang Lin had only one purpose.

Don't die.

At this time, Captain Han Shichuan suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Jiang underestimated us. Even if we are in a situation where we are bound to die, we may not necessarily die. I recognize you as my brother. When you come back alive, I will definitely invite you to drink and eat meat."

"Yes, yes, I recognize this brother too. I am Deng Xingzhi, brother Jiang, please remember this."

"Your surname is Zhou, your name is Daji, how old is your brother Chi Changjiang?"

"Brother Jiang, remember our Xue Jianpu's name. Kill those remnants of Xuanhua Dao. It's not too late to meet again!"

The military officers from the Nanling camp gave their names one by one.

They looked relaxed and smiled continuously, but they didn't care about life and death at all.

If we retreat just because someone says they care about us, we are no longer a frontier army.

Jiang Lin knew that if he said more, it would be hypocritical, so he clasped his hands and said, "Jiang Lin has taken note of this. Take care, everyone!"

Many military officers also clasped their hands and said solemnly, "Brother Jiang, just wait for us to come back."

Liao Mingxu patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Jiang Lin nodded and watched them turn and leave.

Amid the sounds of armor and weapons clashing, these figures walked towards the direction of the scorching sun.

The sun is so blinding that it is difficult to look directly at.

There was only the rustling sound, which gradually faded away.

Qi the blacksmith came over and whispered, "The border troops die the most every year, and there are very few injured."

As long as I have breath left, I will go into battle and kill the enemy.

If there are rules for border troops, this is the only rule.

Jiang Lin felt heavy in his heart. Neither Daqian nor Xuanhua Dao had any grudge against him.

But now he is a member of the blacksmith camp of the Foundry Department and is familiar with the generals of the Nanling camp, so he naturally stands on this side.

Unfortunately there is not much I can do, but I have done my best.

All that remains is to hope that the enemies they encounter will be weaker and that more people will be able to return alive.

Blacksmith Qi sighed and said, "In fact, sometimes I admire them. They don't care about life or death. They are so free and easy. But I can't do it. If a knife really came to chop me, I would probably be so scared that I would close my eyes and beg for mercy."

Jiang Lin nodded and looked in the direction where everyone was leaving. He seemed to vaguely hear their laughter that showed disdain for life and death.

　There are three more chapters to come, probably later, I'm writing them now
　　
　
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