The current technological level of Hewan is generally only slightly higher than that of the villages in the Empire, barely reaching the level of a small town. Hewan already has its own blacksmiths, carpenters, stonemasons, arrowsmiths, and tailors, but their skills are mediocre and they can only produce the most basic living tools. Chain mail has the lowest production technology. Because there is no wire drawing technology, the chain links can only be imported. It is better to buy the finished chain mail directly. Not to mention the mail and scale armor with finer iron rings. Hewan does not have either the materials or the production process, so it has to rely entirely on imports and can only be purchased. Armor, more advanced, can only be bought! Only cloth armor could be produced in batches, but it consumed a lot of manpower and materials, and the craftsmanship was far inferior to that of the cloth armor made in town workshops. Instead of using this time and manpower, it would be better to produce more iron ingots and farm tools and sell them. Better buy it! Valeri said, buy, buy, buy! Uliyan could only sigh in despair and look for other solutions.
It’s impossible to buy it because I have no money! The cheapest armor in Isembol is the silver-scale breastplate imported in large quantities from the southern border. In order to fit the tall stature of the people in the North, all the clothes are extra large in size. A strong man like Leo can even wear an extra piece of hard leather armor inside. It's a pity that a silver-scale breastplate requires five pieces of metal. Moreover, the silver-scale breastplate can only provide defense for the chest and back. If it is paired with a full set of splint arm guards, splint leg guards, scale armor shoulder guards and chain mail boots, the price will double again. In other words, it would cost ten gold coins to arm a regular infantryman, which was something Hewan could not afford. The regular infantry of the Empire's standing army wore more refined and superior legion chain mail, which had stronger defense, was lighter and more flexible, but also more expensive. The leather-lined chainmail shirt Leo is wearing now is the beggar's version of the legion chainmail. As for the heavy plate and halberd armor of the heavily armored elite infantry and the imperial armored cavalry, they are almost simplified versions of the knight's plate armor, and cannot be obtained without twenty or thirty gold coins. Speaking of which, the metal armor in the North is basically imported from the South. The metal armor produced in several large cities in the North has basically been monopolized by several earls, which is truly a case of self-production and self-sales. Only some custom-made knight armors were made by famous craftsmen in the North. These customized knight armors are no longer made of ordinary steel, but contain alchemical products, and the material is equivalent to modern alloy steel. Moreover, some knights' armor is plated with magic inscriptions that can provide various special effects. Equipment of this level, the so-called magic equipment, can only be made by hand by master craftsmen and cannot be mass-produced. However, Hewan is not without any source of armor. In the battles between the Hewan patrol team and the surrounding bandit gangs, some second-hand armor was seized. Among these bandits, there are many veterans, deserters and other skilled fighters, and even northern longbowmen with superb archery skills like the wild hunters. They have experienced many killings and naturally know the importance of armor. Many bandit leaders and veteran bandits have good equipment. Although these mail armor, chain mail, scale armor, and cloth iron armor were in tatters, they were collected by the River Bay Patrol and sent to the workshop for repair, turning into part of their own strength.
Ulyan also used the connections of the Petukhov family to exchange the iron ingots and high-quality furs in stock for a batch of second-hand chain mail sold at half price, which barely increased the armor coverage rate of the River Bay Infantry Regiment to 70%. As a retired officer from an elite legion, who had received legion education and fought in tough battles, Ulyan naturally knew that the unarmored militia were just for show. The militia can drive away wild beasts and prevent bandits, but if a war really breaks out, no matter how many militia there are, it will be useless. We still have to rely on the field corps and armored coverage. Leo understood this point particularly well. Without a sufficient number of rival field armies and sophisticated armaments, a country with a population of hundreds of millions would be defeated by a remote tribe of only 200,000 people. But there is always a big gap between reality and ideal. Leo has neither system gift package nor technological Eureka, so he can only cooperate with Uliyang and accumulate strength bit by bit. That day Ulyaan went to Isenpol again. When something happened, Ivan could only report to Leo. When Leo saw him come in, he immediately greeted him, "You! You..." "Shut up!" Before he could finish his words, Ivan had already grasped the hilt of the sword, glaring at the other man, as if he didn't care about hierarchy and was ready to make blood splatter within every step. His deeds are widely circulated in Hewan and have given rise to different versions. Some people even spread rumors that he was not good in that aspect, so that several village girls who used to flirt with him now stay away from him. Although the young Ivan is not as dazzling as Leo, he is also the main force of the River Bay Infantry Regiment, one of the squad leaders, and a favorite of Leo. He is young, unmarried, sunny and handsome, and many village girls are attracted to him. Unfortunately, now, all the good things have disappeared. "Tell me, what's the matter?" Leo quickly shut up. "Captain, there's a commotion in the Kobold Valley." Leo was very calm. "Let them make a scene, what does it have to do with us?" Just like any new movement in the River Bend is most likely related to Leo, any news in the Gnoll Valley is most likely caused by Frasa. Just as Uliyan was unwilling to take care of Leo's troubles, Leo was also exhausted and unwilling to take care of Fesha's troubles. "The ogre went to the Kobold Valley and wanted to be the leader of the Kobold Valley." "Ah?" Leo stood up, very interested. "What are these fat guys doing? Come on, let's go and see what's going on!" On the way to the Gnoll Valley, Ivan told everyone the news he had obtained. It turns out that as early as when the ogres moved into the abandoned tower, they were regarded as gods by many of the dog-headed people who discovered them. The ignorant and superstitious human villagers would compare the brown bears and tigers, and even the strange rocks and trees in the mountains to mountain gods. The intelligence of the kobolds is even lower and they are even more ignorant and stupid. The terrifying figure of the two-headed ogre shocked them deeply. After returning from hunting, some kobold hunting teams would secretly offer half of their prey to the ogre tribe, begging for their protection. This is also the reason why ogres have never eaten dogs when they arrived in the western jungles.
The situation became even more serious when the black-haired dog-headed people joined Fesa's tribe. The black-haired dog-headed people worship the strong more and think that as a female, Fesa can at most be a shaman of the tribe, not a leader. In their view, only the most powerful kobold can lead everyone to become bigger and stronger and move towards glory. But black-haired kobolds are generally thinner than golden-haired kobolds, and the strongest golden-haired kobold guards are all loyal to Fesa. So they thought of the two-headed ogre and prepared to invite the two-headed ogre into the Gnoll Valley and let them be the king! The black-haired dog-headed man got excited at the thought of fighting with other alien races in the future, with a group of ogres rushing in the front. This idea also gained the support of a small number of golden-haired ogres, so they went to the ogre's lair to make contact. The two-headed ogre Krog was even more excited. He picked up his stick on the spot and was ready to move his people into the Gnoll Valley. There are hundreds of dogs there. If the food they harvest every day is given to the ogres, they will never be able to finish eating it even if they die of stuffing! Even if there is no food, a few hundred ogres are enough for them to eat for half a year!