The hardwood mallets originally used by the barbarian soldiers were too light. Although they were quite powerful when used to hit people, they always felt awkward to swing.

Now this hardwood mallet covered with iron bars is much heavier. Zhang Weidao estimated that it weighs at least fifty kilograms.

If this were placed in the cold weapon age of the earth, it would definitely kill those Li Yuanba's 800-pound sledgehammers boasted in the novels!

In the history of ancient wars, a real fighting hammer only weighed one or two kilograms and could kill people. Those who could fight with a ten kilogram hammer were definitely elite warriors at the level of kings of soldiers.

Those truly unparalleled warriors in history used horse fighting weapons that only weighed twenty or thirty kilograms. No matter how heavy they were, they would lose their practical significance.

The weight of the iron-clad mallet in Zhang Weidao's hand put no pressure on the barbarian soldier's physique.

During the processing, I kept pushing the steel bars up. If it weren't for the fact that the Mitsubishi cone could barely reach the tip, I would probably want to add more weight.

After Zhang Weidao waved a few times, he activated the holy seal and smashed it hard against the giant tree next to him.

The giant tree swayed for a while and then slowly fell down, stirring up a large amount of dust. Zhang Weidao looked at the light shining on the hammer head and had the urge to replace his big sword with a sledgehammer.

Originally I just wanted to try the blunt impact effect, but I didn't want to get used to pouring holy power into the weapon. I didn't expect that the power of blunt weapons would be increased even more, and I smashed the target directly.

He casually dispersed the holy power on the iron-clad mallet and handed it to the dumb soldier standing by. The soldier came to his senses and immediately ran to the side to play with the weapon.

The sound of "bang bang bang bang" knocking on the trees quickly brought the dazed barbarian soldiers back to their senses. After a while, they formulated the rules for trying out new weapons.

Everyone took turns using the new weapons for a few minutes, and then ended the work in the evening to share their trial experiences.

In this way, testing of new weapons can be combined with logging work, and when testing weapons, the damaged trees can easily be cut down.

Although not as exaggerated as Zhang Weidao, he could break a giant tree with just one hammer.

However, the brute strength of these barbarian soldiers is also amazing. A blast of hammers can still shake the giant tree, and the logging team can chop it down with just a few hits.

Every barbarian soldier was very satisfied after trying this new weapon. This kind of material is easy to get and the weapon is easy to make. It is great!

You only need to find those blacksmiths to forge some iron bars and long nails, and then take a section of high-quality wood to make them, and they are not much worse than those weapons made of pure steel.

Soon the weapon in the hands of the barbarian soldiers was ravaged to the point of being scrapped. Fortunately, it was already the best one to try out the weapon. After withstanding the high-intensity shock, the wood inside had begun to loosen.

However, the barbarians are very confident in the mallet reinforcement. As long as they ask the tribe's shaman to cast a spell to solidify it, the wood and steel will be well integrated.

Only these tribes that have many spellcasters can enjoy this kind of treatment. In humans, there are not many spellcasters in the entire kingdom. Ordinary soldiers should not think about solidifying their weapons and equipment.

Humans can occupy the fertile land of this continent mainly by relying on excellent weapons and armor, coupled with qualified officers and a large army.

Only in this way can the scattered jackals be driven into the mountains and forests, where they would not dare to easily run out and attack humans.

Although the gnolls have many spellcasters, they are still unable to fight against the heavily armed knights and human mages with more professional spell knowledge.

The social structure of the Jackals is relatively closed, and it is very difficult to obtain all kinds of knowledge. There is only a quantity of spellcasters but no quality. Most of them are low-level spellcasters, and there are almost no high-level spellcasters.

However, the strengthened weapons of these weak spellcasters are indeed good.

It is precisely by relying on those inferior weapons enhanced by magic that the gnolls can survive in the cracks of human forces.

This is true for many races that do not have the ability to forge. Wooden or stone weapons strengthened by spells can also resist steel. This is also the magic of the magical world.

Of course, steel weapons still have great advantages, otherwise these murlocs and jackals wouldn't be so fanatical and try their best to gain points.

Steel weapons have more advantages in terms of sharpness and durability. Those who use wooden and stone weapons dream of switching to steel weapons.

Many jackal and murloc assassins are already wandering in the Dusk Forest, looking for single targets to attack.

Jackals are also a race with many types of professions, and there are also a lot of assassin professionals in each tribe.

These gnoll assassins hunted everywhere in the forest far away from the river bank. Those orcs who were used to relaxing away from the river were in misery, and died one by one under the suddenly stretched out dagger.

According to the feedback from the assassins who are exploring, in the entire Dusk Forest area, only the traffic artery of Night Town is stationed with orc troops to maintain the safety of supplies transported from the Great Swamp to the front line.

The other orc squads stationed in the forest have been cleared out, and they face assassinations from those elusive assassins all day long. Even the half-mad orcs with strong nerves cannot bear this kind of fear.

The reason for all this is simply that hunting orcs can be exchanged for metal weapons.

Thinking of the twilight forest information sent back by the assassins, Zhang Weidao came to the shore and looked at the river beach in the distance.

I saw some white figures appearing from time to time on the edge of the always-twilight river beach. Those were dire wolves in the twilight forest.

Since the orcs themselves are not too fond of the weird twilight forest, the beasts in this forest have not been hunted with devastating force, and these beasts are what attracted Zhang Weidao here.

In the past few months, eating fish almost every day has made Zhang Weidao feel sick when he sees fish. It's time to change to a new taste. And the newly joined jackals cannot be allowed to eat fish every day!

Only the Twilight Forest, whose ecological chain has not been destroyed by orcs, can afford the meat-eating needs of more than 100,000 people.

Seeing the pack of wolves running across the river beach opposite, Zhang Weidao asked the passing murlocs to take a message to the military camp, asking the jackal garrison to send hunters to hunt, and get familiar with the atmosphere of the Twilight Forest.

In this way, enough meat can be obtained from the forest to improve the food, and the soldiers can be familiar with the terrain and environment in advance, laying the foundation for the future attack on the Twilight Forest to eradicate the orcs.

Of course, Zhang Weidao would never admit it. He wanted to get some meat to improve his food, so he organized manpower to hunt.

The murloc scout took Zhang Weidao's message and swam towards the military camp. The murlocs who were running at full speed moved at an astonishing speed in the water.

A white water line stirred up on the water and spread to the west, quickly disappearing from Zhang Weidao's sight.

The swimming speed of the fishman is very exaggerated. A rough estimate is that it is at least 60 kilometers per hour, which can catch up with the speed of most fish.

These guys almost wiped out all the fish in the river. They swam so fast and held harpoons. If they caught up with them, they would take them away with just one harpoon.

The bones of so many big fish on the edge of the long beach must have been hunted down by the fishmen and stranded on the shore. The giant sea beasts chased by a group of fishmen were desperate and could not escape, and in the end they could only be reduced to food rations.

In this world where traveling is basically by walking and communication is basically by shouting, the transmission of information is too troublesome.

It takes an hour for the fishman scouts to arrive at the military camp, and it takes almost the same time for the hunting team to arrive. This is still due to the extraordinary running speed of the jackals.

If humans and orcs march more than fifty kilometers, it will take less than three hours to arrive. Of course, this is the speed of ordinary warriors, and agile professionals such as assassin hunters are another matter.

Zhang Weidao, who can run at the sprint speed of a cheetah, is completely cheating. The constant physical strength brought by the Holy Light, coupled with the light body technique blessed by true energy, can only move at a speed that only a few races can achieve.
Chapter completed!