War was cruel, but it was also the fastest way to drive technological productivity forward.
Take this official road, for example. Since it had to transport large quantities of supplies and soldiers to the front line as quickly as possible, it had been built with great care. No one knew what materials had been used, but the road was so smooth it nearly rivaled a concrete road.
The grain wagon was even fitted with shock-absorbing springs, while the ox pulling it seemed to have been crossbred with some exotic species. Its four hooves flew, and even under a load of more than two thousand jin, it moved quickly and steadily—at least twice as fast as an ordinary ox cart.
The official road happened to pass by the village that had been massacred. All the corpses had been gathered within a day, and fresh graves now stood in rows at the village entrance, adding to the desolation.
There were few vehicles or travelers along the way. Zhang Yang did not know whether that was due to yesterday's invasion by the demon soldiers.
Zhang Yang only spared part of his attention to watch his surroundings. Most of it remained focused on nurturing the Armor-Piercing Cone.
About half an hour later, a faint white light flashed. The Armor-Piercing Cone in his hand had been successfully enchanted with the Imprisonment Spell, but its quality was still mediocre—only a Low-grade Magic Artifact.
Zhang Yang was satisfied nonetheless. The Armor-Piercing Cone was made from excellent material, several times better than ironwood, so there was no doubt about its armor-piercing power.
The reason he had gone to the trouble of nurturing it was to make the Armor-Piercing Cone resonate with his Soul Force Field as perfectly as possible. When the time came, he would be able to