Li Qing brought Jenny safely to the fortress, and even the mischievous Kaitrisy had to restrain herself here. After all, he always wanted to give Earl Schwartz a good impression of being a good son.

"Rudolph, you beat Katrisy's Hound and made him ugly. What if he causes trouble for you?"

Jenny said to Li Qing with some concern.

"It's okay. If he dares to come, I'm not polite this time."

Li Qing danced the stick, although it was a bluff, but it was quite good.

"Yeah, Rudolph, you are so awesome. You will definitely become a great knight in the future."

Jenny's eyes were full of admiration. When she was a child, Count Schwartz held a knight competition outside the fortress. At that time, many knights wearing iron helmets and armored shirts came to Schwartz with square flags representing their family. During that time, the whole Schwartz was filled with laughter, and the bright flags gathered outside the fortress like the ocean.

"By the way, that seems to be when Rudolph's mother was alive!"

Jenny looked at Li Qing carefully, remembering that Schwarz County was very prosperous at that time.

"Rudolph, you are here, please come with me."

At this moment, the sergeant Taylor, who had appointed him to help him, came over from the other side, and he seemed anxious to look for Rudolph.

"What's the matter?"

Li Qing said to Sergeant Taylor curiously.

"It's about weapons, don't you go and see it yourself?"

Sergeant Taylor was wearing a dome helmet. The leather armor on his body was shiny, and the armed belt around his waist was tied tightly, and the exposed hilt was placed on one side of his thigh.

The group of historical masters in Li Qing's mind rang.

Li Shimin: This is a good soldier.

Li Qing: Oh?

Li Shimin: It can be seen from a person's outfit that he is passionate about fighting.

Your friend Ying Zheng is online.

Ying Zheng: Not bad, not bad, it tastes like a sharp-tongued old Qin people.

The words of the two emperors made Li Qing look up to the sergeant Taylor in front of him, but for some reason, his father, Earl Schwartz, gave him such an excellent soldier.

"What's wrong with the weapon?"

Li Qing asked curiously.

"Come with me."

Sergeant Taylor was a serious person at first glance. He tilted his head to Li Qing, and then without waiting for Li Qing to answer, he walked into the fortress on his own.

Li Qing bid farewell to Jenny and immediately followed Sergeant Taylor. The place they walked over was the count's armory, which contained the soldiers' weapons and armor. An elderly veteran was struggling to hold a spear and squatted at the door. He ignored him when he saw Taylor and Li Qing coming.

“Cruff.”

Pushing open the door of the armory, Li Qing saw many weapons stored in the arsenal. There were a total of ten weapon racks in the doorway, with spears and swords on them. There were about a hundred pairs of leather armor hanging near the wall. In addition, rows of bows were also placed on the weapon racks.

"Ha, so many weapons."

Li Qing was still a little excited. It was the first time as a man that he had seen so many cold weapons, especially armor, which made people excited.

"Rudolph, the weapon that Lord Earl gave us is here."

But Sergeant Taylor walked to a corner near the window in the arsenal, his face full of gloom, and he said to Li Qing.

"This is?"

Li Qing walked over and saw it, and was also shocked.

Earl Schwartz decided to feel uncomfortable today. He wore his soft nightcap and lay on his gorgeous wooden bed from the Italian city-state. Strangely, he hated Italians, but liked what Italians made. Of course, the same was true for Mrs. Agnes, who pursued luxury.

"Dear, this is what I asked the cooks to make soup. You must drink more so that your health will be better."

Mrs. Agnes held a bowl of soup and fed Earl Schwartz with her own hands, which was a bit like a good wife and mother.

"Rudolph, you can't break in."

But just as Count Schwartz was enjoying his wife's gentle care, there were rapid footsteps outside the door, and then the bedroom door was knocked open by a ping-eye door.

Li Qing was so angry that he held the weapon that Earl Schwartz gave him in his hand and broke into the count's bedroom angrily. Earl Schwartz and Mrs. Agnes looked at him with confusion.

"Rudolph, what are you going to do?"

Mrs. Agnes nervously knocked the silver bowl in her hand to the ground, and the soup spread all over the floor. She stood up in horror and stared at Rudolph. However, several guards hurriedly appeared at the door. Only then did she calm down and shouted to Rudolph.

"This is the weapon you gave me, let me use these things to suppress the rebellion?"

Li Qing kept pushing the things in her hand to the ground, and saw a crooked bow and a shoddy spear being thrown to the ground. It was obvious that this was an extremely simple weapon.

"Is this a weapon in my arsenal?"

Earl Schwartz coughed softly, and he looked at the weapons on the ground with his muddy eyes, and said to the eldest son in front of him.

"Yes, this is what you assigned to me."

Li Qing was so angry that she used this thing to fight, let alone win a big battle, it would be great to be able to survive.

"Rudolph, this is the weapon our ancestors used when they were serving His Majesty the King. It was with these weapons and sacred belief that they acquired the territory today. I gave them high hopes for you. You actually threw them, ahem, they were unreasonably on the ground?"

Earl Schwartz said while coughing.

"War with this old antique? It's simply impossible."

Li Qing looked at this cunning Earl Schwartz and thought to kill his son, so she didn't have to be so anxious, right?

"If you don't use these weapons, you will send them back to my arsenal. Waste is what God hates the most."

Earl Schwartz sat up with Mrs. Agnes, and he said seriously.

"waste?"

Li Qing sneered and looked around the bedroom. The red velvet curtains, luxurious furniture, and decorations inlaid with gems. The so-called frugality was just a slogan for Earl Schwartz.

Li Shimin: Boy, it doesn’t matter if you ask him to give you some material things, we will make our own weapons.

Ying Zheng: Beating Si Di, I'm so old, it's too damn bad. You have to break his car according to your previous temper.

Li Qing: Madan, I just can’t figure it out. What’s the difference between the same son?

Li Shimin:......

Ying Zheng:.........

Li Qing: Question mark, why don’t you talk anymore, two big guys?

Liu Bang: Hahaha, because they don’t know how to answer you, you are not good at history, boy!

Only then did Li Qing remember that the historical tycoon Li Shimin had killed his brother before ascending the throne of the emperor. As for the ancestor dragon, Qin Shihuang, even more miserable, his mother actually joined forces with the boy Wang to kill him so that he could seize his throne. It was a pity!

"Okay, even if that's the case, can I give me some material and make some weapons myself?"

Li Qing shook her head and said to Earl Schwartz.

"It wasn't impossible, but you did something that made me very angry, so it would be good if you didn't punish me."

Earl Schwartz's eyes showed a hatred and said to his son in front of him.

"What's up?"
Chapter completed!