Chapter 1332

"Just sell it at 900 gold coins per unit, cost price, let me earn a little."

Hearing that it was even lower than the civilian price, a smile immediately appeared on Lei Yi's serious, rugged face; not only was the price low, the speed was faster, the endurance longer—truly a good thing.

"Easy to say, easy to say. Once I get back, I'll buy ten thousand of them to test their power."

Seeing Lei Yi grinning from ear to ear, Lord Xuan Wuji suddenly felt he shouldn't have introduced it to him, because he already had a Thunder Beast.

If he could see the Eternal Night Legion riding mechanical mounts, faster than their Thunder Shadow Legion, that old fellow would surely blow his top—just thinking about it felt satisfying.

"What about me? My Eternal Night can't miss out on such a good thing."

"Of course I haven't forgotten you, Lord Xuan—same configuration, same price." Lin Cheng agreed with a grand wave of his hand.

"However, I'm a bit short on manpower right now, you might have to wait."

"No problem. You've already come, don't you have the confidence to take us back?" Lord Xuan Wuji narrowed his eyes in a smile, his gaze looking at Lin Cheng with a half-smile, as if trying to see through Lin Cheng's bottom line with his eyes—what kind of surprise would this bring him this time.

Afterwards, introducing the others, Lord Xuan Wuji introduced the Third Imperial Prince Li Chun. Lin Cheng politely paid his respects to both, exchanging a round of business flattery, almost like lofty mountains and flowing water meeting a soulmate—so fake that even Li Wuchang next door couldn't stand watching.

In the end, if Li Wuchang hadn't hinted Lord Xuan Wuji to stop them, the two could have kept flattering each other. The Third Imperial Prince Li Chun deeply felt this fellow was not easy to deal with—worthy of being the person Second Brother had chosen.

Looking at Li Wuchang, even Fifth Sister had now clung to him, showing Lin Cheng's abilities were extraordinary.

Inside Nancheng of Silven, near the temporary armory.

Unconsciously, Lord Xuan Wuji had once again brought Lin Cheng here.

Lin Cheng also roughly knew what Lord Xuan Wuji was thinking—he probably wanted to stabilize the army's morale, or rather boost it.

Suddenly, Lord Xuan Wuji stopped as expected, looking at Lin Cheng with an earnest, solemn expression.

"Lin Cheng, I want to know what kind of surprise you've brought me this time to help us through the difficult situation?"

"Cannon carts, super soldiers, and me…" When Lin Cheng spoke of himself, the confidence on his face was displayed to the fullest.

The crowd was a bit speechless, wanting to rebut that individual strength was extremely limited on the battlefield, but thinking that the person before them was the Empire's newly-advanced Eighth-Tier Forgemaster, with his intelligence and wisdom, perhaps he could create a miracle.

"Introduce it, introduce it, our great Eighth-Tier Forgemaster." Lord Xuan Wuji, on the other hand, believed in Lin Cheng's intelligence and wisdom.

Once, Lin Cheng had displayed his intelligence and wisdom under his command, easily improving trebuchets and cannons and the like.

Unfortunately, this time they came in such a hurry that basically no large or heavy equipment was brought, otherwise they wouldn't have fallen into the situation of being besieged.

"My pleasure." Lin Cheng smiled, bent over and made a gentleman's bow.

After arriving at the armory, Lin Cheng took out his cannon carts and super soldiers, while casting his gaze to examine the other things in the armory.

Now it seemed only some tower bases were stored here, along with some weapons, shields, armor and the like left after the Lei Dun Kingdom Allied Army's defeat, but it was enough.

"Is this a mobile magic crystal cannon in the true sense?"

"That's right."

Lord Xuan Wuji, Lei Yi, Li Chun, even Li Wuchang couldn't help examining the cute little fellow before them.

The cannon cart as a whole was a half-person-sized tank, and there was also a half-person-sized little fellow, small and easy to hide in build, with power not to be underestimated. Perhaps a true magic crystal cannon could kill Seventh-Tier and above powerhouses, but on the battlefield, great power wasn't the key to victory.

The people before them also understood the small cannon cart's power was not small.

"How many are there?" Lord Xuan Wuji asked the question both Lei Yi and the Third Imperial Prince Li Chun wanted to ask. If the quantity was enough, even if the Holy Kingdom's allied army sent more, it wouldn't be a problem, and they might even take the opportunity to counterattack.

"…Ten units…"

"Oh, that's quite a lot." Lord Xuan Wuji sighed with emotion, this war was in the bag, when suddenly he felt something seemed off.

Why were Lei Yi and the Third Imperial Prince looking at him with such strange eyes? He seemed not to have heard clearly just now.

"Wait, how many?"

"Ten units!" Lin Cheng repeated.

"What! Only ten units!" On Lord Xuan Wuji's astonished face, it was as if written: you're kidding me.

"Time was too tight, only ten units. Don't worry, isn't there still me?"

Regarding the number of cannon carts, although Lin Cheng was helpless, when it came to himself, he was still full of confidence!

"(Money's coming) Relax, it's a piece of cake."

"Then how many super soldiers are there?"

"I have two units."

"Me, what use are you to me?"