The armor plates on Bemke's body are all thick armor pieces designed by human blacksmiths to fit the body.

The weight-bearing points of this steel armor are on the waist and shoulders.

It is a pity that human craftsmen have not developed technology related to exoskeletons, so as a warrior, Bemke needs to use his body to withstand the weight of steel.

How much does this suit of armor exactly weigh?

Generally speaking, the thickness of each component of a set of plate armor is about 1.5 to 2 mm.

Even so, the weight of the full-body plate armor has reached 20 or even 30 kilograms.

You must know that plate armor can be said to be a style of armor that uses relatively little material for the same protective area.

And it has different designs to distribute the weight on the waist and shoulders, and the flexibility is very good.

Even so, soldiers wearing heavy armor cannot last long on the battlefield, and their energy will be exhausted if they are not careful.

And a full-body battle armor made of armor plates with an average thickness of fifteen millimeters, even if calculated based on the same thickness, would weigh at least two hundred kilograms.

The tribal warriors quickly held him down, and the blacksmiths also bit the bullet and began to forge the joints of the chains.

Red and black blood seeped out from the gaps in the armor from time to time, dyeing the armor into strange colors.

But he doesn't care about human life or death.

So the Iron Fist Tribe will die no matter what today.

The exploded brains splashed all over the bodies of the blacksmiths.

Ironhide admired him. Although he knew that Bemke was unconscious at this time, he still couldn't help but admire such a brave warrior.

The blacksmith was punched in the head and turned into a headless corpse on the spot.

Tiepi's eyes were sore, and big tears welled up from his eyes.

Every time at this time, Bemke would let out a heart-rending roar, and his originally calm thinking would tend to become violent.

When flesh and blood hit steel, the blacksmith was quickly beaten into an unknown shape.

The tightened iron nails penetrated deep into the warrior's body again, causing Behmke to fall into a rage again.

"Bear with it a little longer, Bemke."

Who dares to move forward?

In this era when everyone is pursuing mysterious magic, few males can shoulder such a heavy responsibility.

"No! Lord Chief! We will serve the brave warriors of the tribe!"

"Do you think this is a trap?"

But in order not to expose the whereabouts of the troops, he still tolerated this small problem.

This cycle went on and on, and eventually, Bemke's body was welded with thirteen thick chains.

As if he understood Tiepi's words, Bemke in the iron armor responded with a low hiss.

"I don't care if you are willing or not, I will only give you two ways, either you will be smashed to death by me, or you will be gloriously beaten to death by the warriors of the tribe!"

Tiepi looked at the majestic warrior of God in front of him and said confidently.

When this helmet was also put on Bemke's neck, the warrior of God was finally formed.

Under the attack of barbs and blessed by corrupt power, Bemke could not heal for a moment!

There must be more than 20 kilograms of iron in that arm alone.

Knowing that he could not delay the important event, Tiepi held back his tears, turned his head and scolded the humans on the side:

"What are you waiting for! The warrior of the tribe is in pain! Hurry up and weld the iron rope for him!"

Because just a few minutes ago, Bemke, who went into a rage, had killed a human blacksmith on the spot.

Ironhide had always scorned these captured humans.

When all the armor pieces were nailed into his body, with just a slight movement, you could feel the feeling of the barbs hooking into the flesh.

"Bemke, you are a true warrior."

"Beemke"

With a weight of two hundred kilograms pressing on the flesh, and the barbed rivets embedded between the flesh and blood, Bemke tried his best to keep the armor from loosening.

There is also a steel helmet based on a wild boar with sharp tusks, supplemented by a neck guard made of chains on the four sides.

The efficiency of smelting ore is too low. If possible, Ictor would like to directly use ready-made iron tools to smelt them.

Although his strategic intention to attack the Iron Fist tribe may be exposed, the steel resources have to be obtained from there.

They picked up the chains and walked towards Beimke with anxiety.

Ironhide also knew that this matter could not be delayed, so he asked the surrounding tribal warriors to step forward and desperately hold down Bemke.

The resulting impact, such as inconvenience in mobility, is no longer important.

However, even though Ironhide scolded him so harshly, several human blacksmiths did not dare to step forward again.

It's just that feeling of extreme anxiety in my heart that I can't get rid of.

The blacksmiths wrapped the chain around Bemke's body, and then the strongest iron sheet was responsible for tightening it.

"Roar"

Whether it's psychologically or physically.

Just like humans need straps to wear armor, if a complete warrior of God wants to put on armor, he must have iron ropes as a restraint.

At this point, thirty tribal warriors, and even Chief Ironhide himself, were needed to suppress this monster.

Yes, it was forging. They poured red-hot coals directly onto the joints of the chains, and then began to beat the heated chains.

Tiepi raised the big iron hammer with one hand and smashed it directly towards a human blacksmith.

The reason why the human blacksmith didn't want to come forward was also very clear to Ironhide's psychology.

Faced with the hopeless end, the blacksmiths had no choice but to put away their timid attitude.

But even so, it is unrealistic to just rely on the body of the warrior of God to fix the armor.

The tightly tied iron ropes will tighten the armor of Bemke's body, making it firmly fixed in the flesh and blood.

The iron content is not much higher than that of ore!

If possible, Ickert would even like to use existing resources to make a breakthrough.

Even the stupidest tribal children have some courtesy and integrity, but these humans will not hesitate to betray their own people in order to survive.

According to Samir's account, the flesh and blood of the warrior of God is very tough, and the hard and powerful muscles can even clamp the sword that penetrates the body.

You must know that Bemke at this time was still wearing hundreds of kilograms of iron armor!

It's not enough to tie the chain into one piece, you also need to pour a circle of molten iron at the connection.

What an honor it is to have such a tenacious warrior in the tribe!

"It's just the last step, just be patient."

Looking up in the direction of the Iron Fist Tribe, Ictor wondered if he had become enlightened and always thinking about some messy things.

Looking at the mighty gun next to him, Ictor's confidence strengthened even further.

When Iket was walking in the jungle, he only felt an itchiness in his nose and had an urge to sneeze.

"All that's left is to wait for them to come to your door."

The two gun-carrying rats were stared at by Ictor, a little confused.

The two rats looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't see any clues from each other.

Why is the clan leader still looking at us?

alert.
Chapter completed!