8. The Rebellion of Gilneas (Part 1) --- First-line Brothers for Heaven and Man [5/20]
"This thing? It looks like an artillery piece."
Magni Bronzebeard spread out the drawing in his hand. This is a typical engineering drawing. It is not known whether it was made by a dwarf or a goblin. It is densely filled with various parameters. Just looking at it will make people feel dizzy.
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However, the body of this design is easy to recognize. It is in the shape of a complicated cannon, with a three-stage structure that is coupled to each other. From the perspective of a top Magni blacksmith, this cannon has at least
With thousands of parts, this is a complex invention that has never been seen in the history of Azeroth's engineering.
"Combined parts have begun to be cast in the black iron area, but the core of this weapon, the first barrel that will directly bear the impact of a huge amount of magic power, those engineering masters told me that under the current technical system, it can only be made of the most powerful
Only a good blacksmith can hammer it out with hammer after hammer to ensure that it reaches the required toughness."
Tyrion stood aside, tapped his fingers on the drawing a few times, and explained to Magni:
"You can understand it as a very large device for gathering magic power and accurately launching it. It needs to be cast within 5 days. Is there any problem?"
"Problem? Of course there is!"
Magni still inherited the fiery temper of the dwarves after his death. In addition, he and Tyrion had some conflicts. Therefore, after reading the drawings, the blacksmith said disdainfully:
"I can make it. It's very simple. It's nothing more than physical work. But the problem is, what are you going to use it to launch? In my memory, even the top batch of magic gems in Dalaran don't need to be used.
To launch such a huge and complicated machine, even if it is built, it is still an ornament. You know, I never make useless things."
"I can only tell you, Magni, this cannon is of very important significance to this world. I will use it to snipe an important person... Don't worry, it's not a human being, nor is it what you once were."
My friends, they are not that important yet... As for the energy source, I have already prepared it, so you don’t need to worry."
The Dark Blade King looked at Magni condescendingly and said in a deep voice:
"You have to forge it well and use the best skills, understand? I don't expect it to be fired a second time, but it has to be able to last for at least 5-10 seconds under the super strong magic power. This will be a weapon.
Deadly weapons that are discarded after use are also the best weapons. Weapons that only need to be used once can make the enemy tremble..."
"You have to build it!"
Tyrion stretched out his hand and tapped Magni's chest:
"This has nothing to do with the conflict between you and me. You are a blacksmith, so use the attitude of a blacksmith to make it!"
"Then you have to at least tell me!"
Magni grabbed the forging hammer and moved it a few times in his hand. He looked up at Tyrion:
"At least tell me, who are you going to use it against?"
The Dark Blade King was silent for a second, then lowered his voice:
"demon!"
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"Your Majesty, you look in good spirits today."
In the palace of Gilneas, Dr. Wolfe Wallace carried his suitcase and entered the small garden where the king rested under the gaze of the royal guards. Against the background of several beautiful plants unique to Gilneas
, the old King Jean looks in good spirits.
When the doctor walked into the garden, the king was holding a kettle and watering some of his favorite flowers. He looked like a peaceful middle-aged man, with no trace of his fiery side.
"Here you are, Dr. Wolfe."
The king heard the doctor's greetings. He put down the kettle and turned to look at Wolfe. The king's voice was a little muddy and low, and even the timbre changed a bit. It seemed that he was infected with the influenza that is very common this season, which is accompanied by age.
The growth, coupled with the complexity of domestic affairs, made the king somewhat exhausted.
The young doctor chatted with the king and handed the thermometer to the king's personal guard. The guard then checked it several times to confirm that it was correct and then handed it to the king. A few minutes later, Wolfe looked at the reading on the thermometer.
His brows furrowed.
"Your body temperature is higher than normal. Your Majesty, have you taken the medicine I prescribed recently? Ordinary influenza should be cured in three days at most."
"The medicine is very bitter and has a strange smell."
Gene waved his hand nonchalantly, picked up a glass of wine, and said to the young doctor:
"It's just a little flu, no need to worry at all, Dr. Wolfe. I didn't like taking medicine when I was a child. I feel like I'm almost recovering. I just need to hold on for a few more days. My body tells me that I won't."
Something happened."
"But that's not right, Your Majesty!"
The young but skilled Dr. Wolfe pushed up the monocle on the bridge of his nose and said seriously to the king:
"These are not normal times, Your Majesty. The werewolf disease is spreading throughout the country. The best doctors in our country are unable to determine the transmission route of this disease. Even those mysterious druids have no means to cure the disease. Moreover,
Some time ago, their internal fights directly destroyed several villages, and we don't know who to believe...So, for the sake of the country, you'd better take care of your own health."
This statement was so well-founded that even the fiery king could not refute it. In recent years, the epidemic of lycanthropy in Gilneas has been like a plague, erratic. Last year, there was an outbreak in Dragonbone Port.
There was a werewolf epidemic, but fortunately with the help of those druids, the epidemic was quickly controlled.
But the druids strangely started fighting among themselves a few months ago, and many people witnessed those druids turning into werewolves in broad daylight. For a time, the druids who were originally regarded as saviors
They also began to be ostracized, which made the whereabouts of the normal druids even more bizarre.
As Wolfe said, the whole of Gilneas is now almost helpless in the face of the mysterious werewolf epidemic. It can only drive those infected with the disease out of Greymane Wall in the north and let them fend for themselves in Silverpine Forest.
But this is not a long-term solution. The kingdom's scouts have reported several times that the werewolves in Silverpine Forest seem to have evolved a rudimentary social form.
Maybe those werewolves are intelligent, and they are developing in the dark forest, and maybe they have become another strange and dangerous civilization on the land of Gilneas.
"Don't scare me with the werewolf plague, Wolf, you bad boy."
Gene smiled and cursed: "They can't scare me."
The king obviously liked this young and bohemian doctor very much. He seemed to see himself in Wolfe when he was young, just as bohemian. Moreover, Wolfe's exquisite treatment methods also made the nobles of the entire Gilneas City praise him.
, this is a powerful young man who also has enough capital to show off himself.
"All right."
Wolfe shrugged and turned to say something to the guard. One of the guards turned and left. A moment later, the guard walked into the garden carrying a silver tray filled with various potion bottles.
Even though Wolff had the king's trust, when it came to treating illnesses, he still couldn't inject the king with the medicines he carried. He had to use medicines stored in the palace, and these medicines had all been tested.
As the epidemic spread, the entire palace went to great lengths to protect the king.
"I know you don't like the feeling of drug injection, but... it's necessary."
Wolfe rolled up his sleeves, took out a silver syringe washed with hot water from the tray in the guard's hand, and picked up a bottle of green extraction medicine, sucking the liquid into the syringe. He put the syringe in front of his eyes and used
He flicked his fingers, and when his fingers exerted force, a drop of green liquid rushed out of the needle.
In front of him, with the help of the guards, the clothes of the king's right arm were slightly rolled up. Wolfe smiled at the king, and then pierced the sharp needle into the king's blood vessel. During the squeeze, the green
The liquid slowly entered King Jean's blood vessels.
"Well, the special medicine stored in the palace will only take one day, and you will be able to show off your glory again."
The doctor put the syringe in the tray, took out the stethoscope, and checked the king's heartbeat and pulse. After a while, he picked up his briefcase and said to the sleepy King Genn Greymane:
"Have a good sleep, Your Majesty. When you wake up, all the pain will be gone from you."
"You gave me another shot, and I remember it, little Wolfe."
Gene picked up a glass of wine and raised the glass to Wolfe:
"Thanks."
"This is what I should do, Your Majesty."
Wolfe pushed up his glasses again. In the corner where the king could not see, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. When the royal guards sent the doctor out of the palace, when Wolfe boarded the carriage,
For a moment, he whispered to the guard:
"Pack up your things and leave. There is still one day for the medicine to take effect. I will wait for you in Silver Pine Forest, brother..."
The guard nodded to Dr. Wolfe, a beast-like light flashed in his eyes, and he asked softly:
"Doctor, tell me, can people like us return to our country? Is this really the right thing for us to do?"
This question made Dr. Wolff stunned for a moment. After a moment, he nodded, reached out and patted the guard on the shoulder:
"Of course, you and I, aren't we the proof?"
"Don't think too much, brother, Gene expelled us arbitrarily and forced us to leave our relatives. This is what he deserves. Let him also taste the feeling of becoming a monster and being abandoned... But we don't
It will kill him, and we don’t want to rule this country, we just want our brothers and humanity to coexist peacefully, that’s all.”
Dr. Wolfe got into the carriage, opened the curtains of the carriage, and said to the guard before leaving:
"No matter what others say about us, you have to remember that we are not monsters, and we will not become monsters!"
As the guards watched, the carriage Wolfe was riding in rumbled forward. In the carriage, Wolfe took off his glasses tiredly. He rubbed his forehead and whispered to the person sitting on the other side of the carriage:
"A sample of werewolf blood has been injected into Jean's body. He will transform tonight. The contact with the strange alpha wolf Lalaire Fanghuo also went smoothly. He said that he and his followers are willing to help.
Our only regret is that the druids of the night elves sensed our activities, and they sent the "holy object" away in advance... In short, promise me not to kill too many people!"
"Hmm... In your eyes, do your companions just look like a group of thugs who kill without blinking an eye?"
Luminas leaned comfortably in the carriage, holding a glass of bright red blood wine in a goblet in her hand. She looked at Wolf in front of her. After a while, the Death Lord said:
"Tyrion asked me to tell you that the Dark Blade Legion has no interest in ruling Gilneas, so after the "Calamity Day" is over, the land will soon return to its original state. Do you want humans and werewolves to coexist peacefully?
It’s a very good ideal, but no one will help you realize it, you can only do it yourself. Do you understand?”
"Frankly, I don't quite understand."
Wolfe rubbed his forehead, opened his eyes and looked at the Death Lord in front of him:
"Your Majesty means to let us fend for ourselves?"
"Stupid! Your Majesty wants you to integrate into the civilization system under the Dark Blade."
Ruminas drank blood wine and explained:
"A system without distinction of race or appearance, a system that is inclusive of all. After the civilization of the old continent is overthrown, you, the werewolves, will also join the ranks of rebuilding civilization. The Defias Federation welcomes everyone who is willing to join this new
The creatures of the system, there are no kings, no nobles, only the people, a new world of equality... Anyway, that's what he said, in short, you have to think about it carefully."
"The hundreds of thousands of werewolves in Silver Pine Forest are under your command. You are no longer a simple spy or a warrior. You should learn to think about problems from the perspective of a leader. Destruction is easy, but reconstruction after destruction is difficult.
It’s not that simple anymore.”
"But I'm different from you. I haven't had such close contact with His Majesty. So, in fact, until now, I don't know what he wants to do...overthrow the old civilization and establish a new civilization. He does this
What is it all for?"
Wolf looked at Luminas, his eyes shining with seriousness:
"After all, my mission when I came to Gilneas was very simple, which was to spread chaos. But now, I have to suddenly learn to control everything. This makes me confused. So, can you explain it to me?"
"Don't think so much, Wolfe."
Luminas crossed her legs, tilted her head, looked at the werewolf in front of her, and said:
"Each leader of Dark Blade is unique. We are looking for the future amidst changes. You will be panicked because you feel the heavy responsibility on your shoulders, but in fact, once you adapt, you will feel that it is nothing... As for Tai
Let me summarize for you what Rayon wants to do."
"He established the Dark Blade, never to fight against the human empire or the elves. From the beginning of the birth of the Dark Blade, it was to correspond to the war of a higher system. You can understand us as defenders, to protect those who have the ability to accept the new system.
We have never come here to destroy anyone in the life of the world, and our real opponent, the opponent we have defeated once, will soon appear."
"I won't tell you whether we are good or bad. You can see for yourself with your own eyes... I also believe that all this will not disappoint you."
