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With the funds in place, Chaos was crushed!
Li Qinwu hauled all ten-odd blocks of white sugar off the cart and tossed them into the smithy. Then, gesturing as he spoke, he told them what he wanted: a full suit of plate armor for every one of them!
Once the old blacksmith and the apprentice beside him understood, the apprentice said softly:
"Master, there are seven of them. It'll take at least over a month to finish the plate armor they need!"
The old blacksmith gripped his hammer in both hands, fire blazing in his eyes.
"Young man, it's hard to come across something in your life that makes you want to stake your life on it. But now, we've found one!"
He glanced at the ten crates of white sugar piled in the corner, the fighting spirit around him almost taking tangible form.
"Sa!! It's time to dedicate our hearts!!!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!!
More than thirty men, their lean, muscular upper bodies bare, began swinging hammers and spilling sweat. Every one of them had fierce battle intent shining in his eyes, as though they were fighting a war without gunpowder smoke using hammers and anvils!
Before dawn, before Li Qinwu and the others left, they had to forge seven full suits of plate armor!
Meanwhile, Li Qinwu and his team of advisers had borrowed the blacksmiths' beds and lay down.
Li Qinwu said to his advisers:
"You've been running for so long that you've used up a lot of stamina. Get some sleep first. We'll leave tomorrow morning after the blacksmiths finish forging the weapons and equipment!"
Little Knife lay on a straw bed and asked:
"Boss, aren't you sleeping?"
Li Qinwu shook his head.
"My body