"You can continue to recruit demonic servants, if there are a thousand fully armed ghouls, maybe even a giant dragon can be killed." Serisse worried that Danton and the magic book would quarrel, so she quickly changed the subject.

  "Corpse-eating ghost legion? This idea isn't bad." Holma muttered to herself, thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

  "Go check the other wooden boxes, if they are all light infantry armor, we will go to the next warehouse." Danton carried his military sword, never giving up his vigilance, unfortunately, he couldn't find the material record sheet, otherwise it would save a lot of effort.

  Of course, searching for spoils of war in person is also a pleasure.

  Serres violently dismantled, drifting all the way, using phosphorus rockets to blast open more than a hundred boxes, and then pulled Tongton to the second arsenal.

  Homa opened the magic lock, and the death succubus eagerly floated in. After casting a lighting spell on the ceiling, she found that the shelves were still stacked with long wooden boxes, but larger ones this time.

  "The Holy Empire of Giedrania, 17th Legion of the North, 9th Heavy Infantry Regiment, Serial Number 238."

  Tang Don glanced at the words on the lid of the box and pried open the wooden box with his military knife.

  A set of black heavy armor lies dormant inside, with some dust and slight rust, but still unable to suppress that overwhelming aura.

  Whether it's workmanship or material, the armor looks simple and low-key, with a thick and heavy flavor that makes people feel safe at first sight.

  Downton picked up the helmet and found it much lighter than he had imagined.

  "Warrior-type heavy infantry armor, adopted the dwarven forging technique and mixed with a small amount of rare metal, while ensuring defensive capabilities, greatly reduced weight." The Great Encyclopedia of Magic did not disappoint Tongton again.

  "This kind of infantry armor not only lightens the soldier's burden but also allows them to have a certain speed on the battlefield, without having to take hits like targets."

  "Great armor." Danton exclaimed.

  Heavily armored infantry has always been the strongest defensive force on the battlefield, but their massive weight, slow speed, logistical pressure and huge production costs have limited their development, so all major empires are trying to overcome or find ways to replace them.

  "How can there be only 800 sets?"

  Danton took a quick look and found that more than half of the boxes were storing light cavalry armor and warhorse barding, and he couldn't help but curl his lip.

  "Be content, the time and money spent on forging this set of heavy armor for warriors is at least ten times that of light armor. I estimate that if it weren't for the war between Jutland and Saint Roland at the time, you wouldn't even see fifty sets." Holma guessed correctly, if not for the huge unexpected event during the war, these equipment would have been sent to the front line soon.

  "When you have time, introduce me to the origin of this underground city." Tang Dun didn't have the energy to listen now, and called No. 4 and No. 5 over to prepare for their armor.

  "Wait, go find those hundred-man-long equipment." Holma stopped Tanton. "The grassroots officers of the major empires are almost all taken by the magic users, in order to protect them, and also to highlight their identity, motivate ordinary soldiers to move forward, the military department has specially customized better equipment for them."

  "Is that it?" Serese shouted as she found a hundred boxes painted with red and black dual-color oil paint on the east side corner shelf.

  This is a set of high-quality, mid-grade armor for the Hundred Man Commander, worth 20,000 gold marks. Not only does it have better defensive capabilities, but it also has an engraved rune array and an additional magical effect that increases endurance.

  Nature, after so long, the rune array had rusted and broken, but its defensive power had not weakened.

  Tangdon took a closer look and found that the difference between this and the Warrior Re-armed Infantry Armor was that the overall paint job was dark red, the armor was thickened by one-third, and the chest emblem representing the Empire was larger, almost filling the entire left breastplate.

  "They are called 'Hundred-Man Warriors.'" Holma introduced, letting Serese smash the box open, and then six mist-like elemental arms stretched out from the magic book, lifting up the armor to put on the magic servant.

  "Wait!" Tongdon put the ordinary helmet in his hand on No. 5's head.

  "What's wrong?" Holma asked, puzzled.

  Serena picked up a helmet and tried it on, feeling a bit heavy, so she floated in front of Tang Dun, put it on him, and admired it from top to bottom.

  "It's too wasteful, there's no need for a magic servant to wear that kind of thing, ordinary warrior heavy armor would be enough." Tangton's habit of thriftiness had kicked in.

  Homer's projection of a string of red exclamation marks expresses an unexpected and helpless mood!

  "Poor No. 4 and No. 5!" Seres nodded hastily, a hundred times in agreement.

  "There's no way, the Hundred-Man Warrior set is just too rare." Tong Dun also felt helpless.

  "It's a good thing the undead minions aren't intelligent, or they would have rebelled against you by now if they had heard that!" Holma teased. "I understand what you mean, you want to atone for your sins and give them to the low-ranking undead minions, right?"

  "Hmm!" Tandon adjusted his helmet, "Can the skull summoned by Seres last for a long time? Does it need a set of equipment?"

  "Not using her for now, her rank is too low. Even if she summons a skeleton soldier, it's just a miscellaneous fish. I'm planning to wait until her rank is higher, set up the summoning array, perform the undead ritual, and summon a permanent high-ranking undead guardian." Holma had already arranged every stage of Serese's learning, including the summoning ceremony as a required course.

  "Hmm!" Tong Dun stopped talking, after all, Mo Tian was far more professional than himself.

  "Hurry up and put it on, let me see! It looks really cool!" Seres picked up the breastplate to help Tanton wear it, her nose was covered with sweat, looking very excited.

  "This model is wrong, it's too big." Holma's elemental arm flipped through the wooden box, picked one with a similar body shape and pulled it out.

  The two pieces of chest armor are joined together, perfectly protecting the upper body. They are then secured with ten leather straps at the ribcage, followed by arm and leg armor, all in a dragon scale pattern, one piece overlapping another, allowing for smoother limb movement.

  Tang Dun put on his combat boots, jumped up and down a few times, and the elemental arm handed over the gauntlets. He reached out and put them on.

  Morden's elemental arm is extremely flexible and can even draw intricate magic arrays, let alone simple dressing.

  In just five seconds, Tanton was fully armored and wrapped up like a black tin can.

  When the face mask of the helmet is lowered, only a two-finger-wide gap is exposed in the eye area. The field of vision suddenly becomes much smaller, and the exhaled air is blocked by the face mask, making the cheeks feel warm.

  "The full suit of armor weighs about fifty pounds, and if I wear it, I won't be able to use the Stone Skin potion, or else it'll be too heavy." Danton ran a few steps, stomping on the ground, making a loud thudding sound, just like war drums.

  He swung his fist, turned around, and kicked his leg. Tang Dun was doing some simple movements, but since they weren't tailored to him, he felt a bit uncomfortable.

  "Let's just make do for now, after all, this is just temporary. Once we take care of the Robinson trio and thoroughly conquer the underground castle, we'll go to the royal capital and have a custom-made perfect-grade equipment set made." Holma was also dissatisfied, how could the master of the magic book wear such things, it's too humiliating.

  "I think it's great!" Seres was very satisfied, Tanton had been eating very simply before because of saving money, so his body looked a bit thin and weak, but after wearing this heavy armor, he looked like an iron puppet, full of solid texture.

  "I'm only sixteen and still growing, aren't I? The clothes I had made will soon be too small." Tanton's peasant mentality hadn't changed yet.

  "We're not short of money." Holma's tone was still domineering, "I'm a great encyclopedia, even without the wealth of this underground city, making money isn't a problem."

  Seris applauded, and Mokou's attitude of confidence that was so natural it seemed almost arrogant made the Death Witch think she was really cool.

  "Off to the next armory!" Danton flipped up his face mask, not intending to take it off, treating it as a weight to exercise with.

  Homa didn't dissuade, this weight won't affect Tang Dun's development, but a diet and exercise plan must be prepared too, so that he can lay a better foundation for his body to grow more perfectly.

  The third warehouse stored a large number of uniforms and warm winter clothing, but they were all rotten, with a strong musty smell.

  The fourth warehouse did not disappoint, inside were all good things, a full set of Warrior series weapons, military knives, short swords, long spears, and even double-layered tower shields that match the heavy armor, neatly placed on the shelves.

  The tower shield weighs about thirty pounds, one meter long, in the shape of a kite, with serrations on the edge, which can defend against one-third of the body.

  Dundon drew out a warrior's sword, swung it twice, feeling very smooth, with a slightly curved shape and center of gravity, suitable for chopping.

  There is no doubt that this is a sharp weapon for breaking armor, and the short sword of less than half a meter is used by soldiers to defend themselves.

  "See that? The shield can be hung on the recess of the armguard, no need to hold it all the time. Although it's just a small detail, it also reflects the meticulousness of the Holy Roman Empire's military-industrial technology." There aren't many things that can make Holmazan exclaim in admiration.

  There were some boxes containing bundles of arrows, roughly estimated to be over ten thousand, but the wooden arrow shafts had all become brittle and would break with just a slight force, clearly unusable.

  But this little problem can no longer affect Tang Dun's mood.

  "This time the harvest is too great." After inspecting the arsenal, Tang Don smiled, with these armed ghoul minions, he was full of confidence in the upcoming attack on the bank occupied by the spiders.

  "To break through to the second stage of Soul Impact, you need to overcome elemental rejection. Do you want to sacrifice and exchange for a defensive-type divine technique?" Holmaka didn't want Tondon to fall in such a situation, so she prepared thoroughly, leaving no room for error.

  "Any recommendations?" As a wild paladin, Tongdon had almost no concept of divine knowledge.

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