Sword Saints Should Go Tank

"Very well, everyone, let us make contributions together."

"However, before that, there must be no less rewards, Mao, pull out all the supplies in my room."

To control subordinates requires both kindness and power, and power, Huang Xing has already done it.

Defeating those people one by one made Huang Xing's strength already reflected in the minds of those barbarians.

Now, what needs to be given is the reward.

Huang Xing wants them to know that they can gain a lot by following him.

When a treasure chest full of armor, weapons, and gold appeared in front of the crowd of barbarians, the atmosphere on the training ground instantly became extreme.

"Long live the prince."

"Roar!"

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

"Take it and divide it. Tomorrow, come here to gather."

"yes!"

After saying this, Huang Xing asked Weisong and Ya to preside over the distribution of supplies, and when everything was divided, those barbarians went down.

When the others left, Huang Xing also returned to his room.

However, as soon as Huang Xing entered the room, someone followed him in. It was Ji Hongdie.

Looking at Huang Xing, Ji Hongdie was a little worried.

"My lord, I know you want to save the barbarians, but the most important thing you should do now is to calm down and practice hard. Only when you become stronger can you do more things for the people."

Like the old witch, Ji Hongdie didn't know anything about Huang Xing's system. Therefore, in her opinion, Huang Xing, who was still weak, should not go out to hunt, but should grow up.

"If my system was not to gain experience points by killing, but to speed up cultivation, of course I would bury my head in cultivation for a thousand years and wait until the world was invincible before going out. But my system is a killing system, so I can only fight."

Of course, Huang Xing would not tell Ji Hongdie what was in his heart.

Pulling her into his arms casually, Huang Xing said impatiently as he started:

"I don't need you to ask more about my affairs."

...

The next day, when the sky just dawned, Huang Xing got up from the bed.

Although last night was a one-night expedition, Huang Xing was physically strong, and the one-night expedition did not make him feel tired in the slightest.

Even, he can practice sword in the yard.

And when Huang Xing was practicing swordsmanship, the barbarians under him also came over one by one.

Soon, a group of barbarians gathered around Huang Xing.

Feeling that it was almost time for people to come, Huang Xing also retracted his sword and stood upright.

[The system prompts that the host has obtained 100 master-level swordsmanship proficiency experience points]

Ignoring the system's prompt, Huang Xing said directly:

"Walk."

Although he was leaving, Huang Xing didn't go to the Pioneer Camp immediately, but came to the temple.

Huang Xing's armor and weapons were all forged there.

When Huang Xing arrived, his weapons and armor had already been forged.

The armor didn't change much, it just expanded to make it more suitable for Huang Xing's body.

But when he saw the weapon, Huang Xing was startled. The big iron block that was originally the same as an iron bar had undergone drastic changes.

Looking at the exquisite long sword stuck in the fire, Huang Xing looked at it for a long time without thinking that it would be his own big black sword.

After the forging was completed, the long sword used by Huang Xing was already 2.4 meters long, with a cold light on the edge, and dark red lines like magma shining on the heavy sword. All of this made Huang Xing a little Can't put it down.

And when Huang Xing looked at the epee, the weapon master who helped cast it also spoke.

"Your Highness, the material of your weapon is meteorite iron, which fell from the sky, and has a very high adaptability to power and high temperature..."

The master was explaining, but Huang Xing didn't listen. Compared with other people's explanations, Huang Xing had a better way to find the long sword in his hand.

Straight forward, Huang Xing held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and brushed the blade with the other.

He was relying on master-level swordsmanship, slowly feeling the long sword in his hand.

And the master level swordsmanship that reached the intermediate level did not disappoint Huang Xing. With the blessing of the epee master, Huang Xing quickly sensed the message of the iron sword in his hand.

"The meteorite giant sword is made of meteoric iron from outer space. With the activation of the casting master, this giant sword has three special effects: firmness, weight, and fire."

"Sturdy, the meteorite iron fell from the sky, and when it fell, it rubbed against the aura of the air, and was tempered by the friction and compression. This meteorite iron giant sword is extremely difficult to destroy."

"Heavy, the Meteorite has the ability to increase weight. This ability has been activated by the forging master. Input blood or internal force, it can increase the weight of the Meteorite long sword by five times when it slashes down."

"Burning fire, when the meteorite falls from outer space, it rubs against the air, showing signs of violent combustion. After a special reaction with the aura, the meteorite long sword has a special burning feature. As long as you input blood energy, there will be flames from the meteorite long sword. medium gas."

"Sturdy, heavy, and flammable. These are all the materials of the Meteorite Sword itself. No wonder the Red Butterfly was willing to spend so much effort to snatch it. This Meteorite Iron is really good."

Thinking in his heart, Lu Xing's heart beat slightly, and a burst of blood was injected into the meteor sword by Lu Xing.

And with the input of blood energy, with a bang, the magma pattern on the long sword in Huang Xing's hand instantly turned red.

The next moment, flames were fired from the Meteor Sword in Huang Xing's hand. It was a blood-red flame. Feeling it at a close distance, even Huang Xing felt the scorching heat.

"very good."

"Thank you, master."

After extinguishing the fire of the iron sword in his hand, Huang Xing thanked the blacksmith in front of him.

"No, His Highness found this material himself. I have to thank you, Prince, for the opportunity to make this long sword."

After chatting with the blacksmith for a few more words, Huang Xing led the team away, and at this time, his team was already fully armed.

Each person wears an iron armor, plus two fine steel weapons, ten blood-replenishing pills made from the flesh and blood of beasts, and a few spells that can only be used in critical situations. This is all the equipment under Huang Xing.

Among these equipments, most of the barbarians themselves bring one piece. After all, they are barbarian warriors, so they still have some equipment.

Because they are following the Vanguard Battalion to support the tribes under Wang Ting, Wang Ting will also provide some equipment support, and these equipments are obtained from the forge.

In this way, half of the equipment of Huang Xing's team was dealt with.

But in addition to these, Huang Xing also had to provide a set of armor, plus blood pills and charms.

And this also made Huang Xing feel uncomfortable.

"Fuck, it really doesn't matter which world it is, the soldiers and horses have not moved, and the food and grass go first."

"I lost a lot of money before the battle happened, and after the battle, the equipment will be depleted, and the spells and blood-enriching pills will be consumed in large quantities."

"There are also barbarians who died in battle, and their families also need pensions. This requires too much money."

After calculating in this way, Huang Xing found that although the Yunzhou people gave a lot of things, those things were not enough for him to last for a long time.

"No, you can't let the barbarians charge forward. If they die too much, I will go bankrupt."

"When I see Xie Chong, I will rush up first. If I kill all Xie Chong, there will be no loss."

"Sure enough, this method is very good, and I am quite smart."

Affected by the battle roar, his blood boiled every day, as well as endless anger, and the blessing of Kazan, the soul of the sword, all of these made Huang Xing go forward indomitably on the road of recklessness.

At this time, he didn't know that he had been affected by the environment, and felt that his strategy was very good.

It can only be said that the environment really affects people.