770. Chapter 770, Wearing and testing of horse armor

Author: Yuan Zhen’s Fish

Licking Blood Grass felt very humiliating being lifted off the ground by Keel like this, but with all four hooves in the air, what could it do?

It can only make fawning noises towards its owner in panic.

Kil, who was carrying the entire war horse on his shoulders, heard that it was subdued, and then carefully placed the blood-licking grass beside him and stood there.

As soon as its four hooves touch the ground, the blood-licking grass opens its mouth and uses its tongue to lick its owner to please it, fearing that the owner will leave it helpless in front of so many humans and horses.

"Okay, okay, stop licking, be honest, and let everyone put on new clothes for you."

After soothing him, Kil waved to the craftsmen and apprentices around him and asked them to continue putting on horse armor on the war horses.

This time, the blood-licking grass was much more honest, standing obediently in place and letting the little people around it add some heavy 'new fur' to its body.

The first installation process is also a time of constantly polishing and repairing the minor deficiencies of the armor. If there is a slight problem with the lock buckle and the connecting belt, it can be solved directly on site.

For this reason, a fire was kept lit in the stove next to the stable, and the metal locks with inappropriate shapes were directly put on the stove to be repaired.

There are also apprentices who use strong scissors to cut off the excess belts. Or, if they encounter a belt that is not long enough, they can directly replace it with a new one on site. Tools and materials are readily available, and problems can be found on site and solved on site.

Keir was very satisfied and stood beside Mr. Scott chatting.

"Ha, is this how you usually teach disobedient horses?"

Mr. Scott was still shocked by what just happened.

Kil smiled: "It's not always like this. Although it is easy to tame the horse, it will only make it feel afraid of me. This is not good. The war horse is the rider's partner, a friend, and a companion to fight alongside.

A reliable companion. I have to make it like me, not just fear it.”

Mr. Scott nodded: "That's right. The same is true in business. When dealing with other chambers of commerce, not only do you want others to be afraid of you, but you also have to find the right place to do business together to make a profit. Otherwise, you just rely on the strength of the chamber of commerce.

If you are powerful and make things difficult for small chambers of commerce in other places, it will only make you unpopular."

"Knight Kiel, it's good that you can understand this truth at such a young age. I didn't understand this truth until I was thirty."

After speaking, Mr. Scott shook his head, seeming to remember his previous life experiences.

While the two were talking, the final dressing of the blood-licking grass had been completed. At this time, a tall war horse with most of its body protected by different armors was standing in the open space in the middle of the stable. With the real

Compared to the war horse covered in armor, the wooden fake horse on the side seemed far less powerful.

For Blood Licker's eyes, only a horizontal observation gap was left for it in the facial armor. The rest of the eyes were completely covered by the metal horse helmet visor forged in one piece.

Pfft——

It exhaled a stream of hot air from its nose, clearly feeling that it was getting stronger.

This caused Blood Licker to shake its neck from side to side, and the protective long plate armor connected to its neck made the sound of metal friction.

"Here, add some oil here, and polish the connection a little bit." The old Kent craftsman directed his and other apprentices. The other three craftsmen, who were also craftsmen, could finally sit on the wooden floor beside them.

Rest on the box for a while.

In order to build things as soon as possible, they stayed up all night last night. Most of the forging work of the two middle-aged craftsmen was done by themselves. The other old craftsman even directed the people in the blacksmith shop.

The other blacksmiths in the group helped him build the things together.

Mr. Scott acquiesced to this. After all, although this was an action to please the foreign knights, in the final analysis, as one of the actual managers of Dorne Town, he did not like the fact that the Knight of Kiel and his hundreds of refugees were doing this.

Spend even one more day in Dorne.

In the past two days, not only were the actual senior managers of other chambers of commerce jointly questioned repeatedly by people in the town, but he, Scott, also had to deal with more than twenty people who came to question his friends and partners who were investigating the matter.

Everyone who came had the same question, which was to ask them, when would the team outside the town be able to leave.

Although Kiel and his men did not show much aggression or aggression, they still caused worry and trouble to many people in the town.

Many businessmen have seen or heard of how quickly and ruthlessly human characters and expressions change after seeing wealth and interests.

Because many of their own people are like that, they use themselves to save others. These hundreds of people are still an outside group. How can they not make many people in the town sleepless?

Dorne Town itself welcomes foreign population and labor force, but it cannot be integrated as a whole.

Even a particularly ferocious bandit gang must be disbanded before they can gradually integrate into the production and life of Dorne Town. A group of bandits wants to act together in the town? How can it be possible?

The town has its own overt and covert rules and requirements waiting for it, and behind the scenes, the town's armed forces are secretly fighting against such forces.

The town of Dorne doesn't even have an official black gang, which shows how intolerant the merchants are of the development of foreign violent forces in their dominant territory.

Therefore, during these days, not only the troops from the north were crossing the border, but also the hundreds of people fleeing the border, which made the merchants in the town quite nervous.

Fortunately, several people, including Mr. Scott, finally understood and answered other people's questions by asking Keir.

[Hundreds of people, including the Kiel Knights, will only rest in the town for a few days, and then continue to move along the road in search of safe settlements. We welcome everyone to trade and help these poor fleeing farmers

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As the last strap binding and fixing the saddle was tightened, the war horse finally completed all armor wearing and temporary modifications.

"Sir Knight, as you can see, the armor of the war horse is completed. Please check it yourself. Sir Steward, please take a look too. This is an excellent set of armor. I believe that similar business in the future will definitely bring success to the Chamber of Commerce.

Come for more profits.”

The old Kent craftsman straightened his back confidently, and even though his face was quite tired, he still spoke loudly.

The apprentices who had participated in all the work were tired and sat on the ground aside. They excitedly pointed at the impressive horses and exchanged with their partners what they had learned from the work.

Mr. Keir and Mr. Scott both nodded in agreement and walked over together.

With satisfaction, Kil slapped the horse up and down with his hands, tapped with his fingers, and smashed it with his fists. He even pulled out his long sword and hit various parts of the armor with the blade of the sword.

He was very satisfied with the results. Although the defense was not very good, it was enough to deal with most situations.

If when he met the bandits a few days ago, his horse would have had the armor it has today, it would probably have been different at that time. Although he defeated the bandit gang in the end, the loss of his own personnel and the course of the battle

, will be very different.

He probably wouldn't be that embarrassed. He almost capsized in the gutter a few times.

Mr. Scott also circled around Knight Kiel's horse, but the focus of his observations was quite different.

He was accompanied by four craftsmen who were leading the work, so as he kept asking questions about the areas that interested him, the craftsmen immediately gave the answers the stewards needed.

"What is the cost of this part? Is it troublesome to obtain raw materials and manufacture it? How long did it take several people to complete it?"

Facing the steward's inquiry, the craftsmen leaned into the steward's ear and answered in a low voice.

Some of them pleased Mr. Scott, some not so much.

But what they didn't know was that even though he kept his voice as low as possible and answered with his ears, Kil still heard most of their conversation.

He calculated silently in his mind and realized that the cost of this set of war horse armor alone was several gold coins, not to mention the related manpower and technical costs. And in order to get this set of war horse armor for Kil in advance, not only

The staff did not have normal rest, and some other resources and goods were used here without taking into account the cost and process.

Fortunately, the multi-layer protective cloth with the largest usage has not been sold since it was developed and invented by old craftsmen in Kent. Therefore, excluding the cost of raw materials and production costs, the price in this place is not easy to calculate.

This multi-layer protective cloth is of course much cheaper than metal armor. It even has price and weight advantages compared to hard cowhide materials.

"I think in the future we might be able to launch a complete set of war horse armor that uses this kind of multi-layered protective cloth in large quantities. Not only do we make the armor here, we can also produce only this kind of multi-layered protective cloth ourselves.

It is sold to other places, and craftsmen in various places make their own armor according to their own requirements."

Mr. Scott rubbed his chin and finally came up with such a plan.

When several craftsmen heard this, their reactions varied.

The old Kent craftsman who personally invented this multi-layered protective cloth is of course the happiest. As the inventor of the technology and the only master of the production technology, it goes without saying that he is about to make a fortune.

Moreover, if this new material can be promoted, his personal reputation will naturally be greatly improved. For the old craftsman, this is what he values ​​most at this time.

The expression management of several other craftsmen is not so good. Showing envy on their faces is the lowest description. Another craftsman who is also old can no longer hold back his facial muscles, and his envy, jealousy, and hatred are already revealed on his face.

Up.

But this has nothing to do with Kiel.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to jump on his horse, ready to ride the blood-licking grass for a small walk around here.

Later, he will go to the uninhabited trade road outside the town and try to make the blood-licking grass run at full speed to see if there are any problems and shortcomings. If it can be corrected, it will be corrected on the spot. If it cannot, it can only be said that it will be done in the future.

He paid more attention.

As soon as he got on the horse, Keir could clearly feel the difference from riding the blood-licking grass before.

Because thick armor was added to the horse's body, the width of the horse's back increased slightly. This required Keir's legs to be spread wider than before. As a result, the original length of the stirrups hung on both sides.

, Kiel’s feet can’t even reach it!

This surprised Kil.

"Let's not discuss it now, Kent Craftsman. Please change this first."

Kiel looked helpless. He couldn't reach the stirrups with his feet. It's not that he can't ride a horse and gallop. It's just that with the stirrups, the rider can be more stable on the horse. Riding and fighting are much easier, and he can fight with strength.

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To be continued...