Chris gained quite a lot from this trip. Not only did he conquer six marquis cities, but he also gained a lot of reputation points.
However, when he saw the ruined square, he looked embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, Marquis Potala."
Potala waved his hand, not caring at all: "It's okay, I have been mentally prepared for a long time."
Three seventh-level knights and a giant red dragon, if they can't even destroy a small square, it would be really embarrassing to tell anyone.
Chris asked Jonathan to take out an artillery piece, a catapult, and a dozen clay bombs, and said: "These are my newly invented weapons. They will be used in the pioneering war. Now I will teach you how to use them."
Methods must be mastered as quickly as possible, these two things are the key to our victory."
"Don't wars rely on knights to charge into battle?" Kantanna, an old brawler, started to argue again.
Chris glanced at him and said calmly: "Sir, times have changed, and thermal weapons are the future of war."
"I don't believe they are more useful than knights."
Potala did not stop Kantana's rude behavior because he was also skeptical.
Chris showed a malicious smile: "How about you test the power?"
"No problem, come on." Kantana rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try.
Chris asked Contanner to stand in the center of the square, and then ordered Jonathan to take out the remaining artillery and catapults.
Originally, he wanted to bring a random rock over to show off the power of artillery and clay pot bombs, but this blind old guy insisted on jumping out to argue, so he had to give him a taste of the pain.
To deal with objects as small as the human body, it is difficult for a single artillery to hit, so fire coverage is required.
The audience thought that the battle was over and they were about to leave, but they found that the little king and the marquis did not leave immediately, but stopped in place. A large number of dark iron tools and catapults suddenly appeared in the ruins of the square, so they continued patiently.
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Chris smiled and asked, "Are you ready?"
Kantana made an "ok" gesture.
Jonathan and the other dragon and crocodile knights poured buckets of gunpowder into the barrel, then stuffed the projectiles and plugged in the fuses.
Potala and Glennie looked at it curiously. They could not see any clues from the barrel. This was not a magic item and could be made by an ordinary blacksmith.
"Stand still, don't move, don't hide." Chris snapped his fingers and lit all the fuses with the fire element.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Twenty artillery fires made a deafening sound, startling Potala and Glenni who were close by. They stared in the direction of Kantanna.
Almost as soon as the gunfire sounded, the projectiles had already hit in front of Kantanna. He quickly used the small amount of fighting spirit he had just recovered in his body to prop up the energy shield.
The cannonball landed on the shield, causing ripples. Sixteen of the twenty shots hit, and the accuracy was pretty good.
The black projectile was squeezed into a discus by the impact and fell to the ground.
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Kantana looked calm and calm: "That's all."
Jonathan and others continued to add gunpowder and stuff the cannonballs. Now they were very skillful in their skills, and it only took ten seconds to complete the filling.
This time, Chris did not light the fuses at the same time, but lit them one by one, because he found that if the projectiles were too dense, they would interfere with each other.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The shells were fired one after another, and all twenty rounds hit.
The smile on Kantanna's face gradually disappeared. The fighting energy in his body was almost exhausted, and the energy shield was almost transparent.
Jonathan and the others quickly loaded the shells for the third time, and fired again a dozen seconds later.
The vindictive shield dissipated after just one hit, and Kantana could only use his own body to resist.
"Ah, oh, ouch!"
He was beaten violently nineteen times. After the third round of artillery fire, Kantanna became bruised and swollen.
Jonathan and the others pushed the artillery aside. The barrel would be very hot after firing three rounds and needed to be cooled.
"Huh, it's finally over." Kantanna breathed a sigh of relief. As for the catapult next to him, he didn't pay attention at all.
It's just a matter of throwing two stones, it's trivial.
Jonathan and the others moved the clay pot bomb onto the catapult, and then Chris lit the fuse.
Thirty bombs were fired one after another, exploding above Kantana's head and scattering countless iron fragments.
The catapult has a relatively fast rate of fire, does not need to be cooled down, and can fire continuously.
In just a few minutes, more than 400 bombs were consumed.
"Stop, stop, stop, I admit defeat." Kantanna quickly begged for mercy.
Chris raised his hand and stopped Jonathan who continued to reload.
At this time, there were many iron pieces stuck in Kantanna's body, like a hedgehog, and he looked very miserable.
The land a hundred meters away from him was densely covered with iron pieces, which made people feel frightened.
In his heyday, Kantanna, as a seventh-level knight, would certainly not have suffered any damage, but he had just experienced a battle and did not have much fighting spirit in his body, so he basically used his body to resist.
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The audience continues to generate reputation points, approximately 120,000 points.
They didn't know Kantana's condition, but they saw that the seventh-level strong man was beaten very badly by the weapons brought out by the little king.
Potala and Glenni were stunned. Even if it were them, the end would not be much better.
The three of them finally understood what Chris said. These two things could hurt a seventh-level strongman, but if it were a low-level knight, there would probably be casualties.
Potala asked in shock: "Are these things made by magicians?"
If it were a magic prop, they would feel better.
Chris shook his head and said: "No, ordinary blacksmiths can also make it, and it can be mass-produced."
"Hiss~" The three of them took a deep breath.
It's not terrible because of its power, but it would be terrible if it could be mass-produced.
Think about it, when hundreds or thousands of these weapons appear on the battlefield, how much casualties can they cause to the enemy?
No wonder Chris was able to defeat His Majesty Kiir and achieve the final victory. He relied on more than just his own strength.
With these two things, it is not difficult to imagine how rapidly the Blazing Dragon Kingdom will develop in the future.
It is not a problem to jointly attack other kingdoms during the open war, and it is even possible to launch a counterattack.
Potala seemed to see a powerful empire rising, and he asked eagerly: "What are their names?"
"This is called artillery, and the other things in jars are called clay bombs."