"You should indeed go north, but not now." Snorri muttered.
It seems that Gotrek has not found the lost battle ax of Grimnir yet. Snorri also considered that thing at the beginning of his journey, but due to a serious lack of intelligence, he was not sure of going deep into the Chaos Wasteland.
"I have always been a meritocratic person. Based on your ability, I should have recommended you to His Majesty the Supreme King and assigned you a position such as gunnery captain. But the behavior of attacking your own people is very bad! I must do something to you.
The punishment will prove the canonical punishment." Snorri suddenly thought and said loudly.
"Gotrek Grenisson, I declare that you will be deprived of your engineer qualifications! From now on, as a warrior, you must atone for what you did today. Now, go to the cache to get a set of equipment, hurry up!"
Snorri quickly announced the treatment. In the eyes of the surrounding tribesmen, this was somewhat mild. However, after thinking about it, the injured were all healed by divine grace. Such a punishment was reasonable without causing serious consequences.
middle.
The onlookers dispersed, and Snorri called up his system to take a look, only to find that the public order was not satisfactory. He thought about it carefully, and this may be due to the long journey, unaccustomed acclimatization, insufficient logistics supplies, etc.
caused.
Large-scale population migration will inevitably bring about such side effects, and Brother Nathan's inaction has also exacerbated this. Snorri has truly understood why appointing lords can immediately suppress erosion and improve public order.
"This also involves my problem. The senior brother's powers and responsibilities were not clearly defined at that time, and it was difficult for him to start management." Mature managers will also reflect on themselves. Snorri was in a state of territorial control before, and the appointment was not as good as the city lord.
Call the city defense commander. As the situation stabilizes, he really needs to make adjustments.
"Give Gotrek the best equipment and then call him to my office!" Snorri ordered to his subordinates.
"Thank you for your magnanimity, Your Majesty!"
A few minutes later, Gotrek, who had changed into high-quality rune equipment produced by Iron Peak Castle, walked in. He stood at the door and said hello to Snorri.
Looking at this famous dwarf from a close distance, Snorri found that he was younger than he thought, but with his unusually strong beard, he looked more mature.
"It is inevitable for young people to be angry, but they still have to exercise some restraint. You responded to my call and came to the Southland. It was also my fault for not settling you down properly."
Snorri nodded. There is not much record of how Gotrek embarked on the path of the Butcher, but it was probably because he hurt his own people. His arrival changed the original history, but he also had to consider how to avoid the recurrence of tragedy.
"Tell me your story. With your abilities, why do you want to be an engineer?" Snorri quoted.
"Our mountains are in a crisis. Except for the Southland under your rule, the situation of other cities and fortresses is not very good. Now in this stall, what literature and history can't even protect itself? How can we make achievements?"
Gotrek has an obvious traditional dwarf mentality, and Snorri does not intend to have a debate with him on the importance of culture and education.
"Learning martial arts and becoming a warrior can only defeat the three or two enemies in front of you. Those damn rats and greenskins are full of holes. How can you kill them with a short axe? Let me see, I want to revitalize us.
The mountains must learn engineering!”
"hiss..."
Gotrek's words were so loud that several dwarves in the office couldn't help but shudder. Just now, he still vividly remembered his heroic appearance when he defeated many enemies with one punch, but he didn't expect that he also had such a deep understanding of the overall situation.
Snorri, who knew the future, was even more convinced. After Gotrek became the Butcher, he fought big demons, slayed dragons, and killed countless greenskins, rats, beastmen, and Chaos followers. But with just one person and one axe, he
Still can't save the world.
"Your Majesty, I have several design drawings here, please take a look at them!" The atmosphere reached its peak, Gotrek took out a drawing from his arms and handed it over.
"Wow!"
Snorri did not dare to neglect, he spread out the drawings, and Master Nathan, Andermg and Rogoff all came over.
"This, what do you call this?"
After a moment, Snorri raised his head with raised eyebrows.
"Two-way musket!" Gotrek puffed up his chest proudly. "According to my observation, what the tribesmen fear most when working underground is being attacked from the front and back by rats. This invention of mine is based on the thunder gun with a reflex
The pointed barrel is used to solve this problem!"
"Ah this..."
Snorri was stunned, his expression froze, and he unfolded another drawing.
"This, what is this? Organ gun?"
"You can call it that! The number of those damn bastards is more than the foam on the beer. The predecessors developed the organ cannon to deal with large groups of enemies, but the artillery is expensive and inconvenient to move! I designed this based on it
, I think four tubes are still too few and too conservative, so I got eight tubes, which can double the power!"
"In a narrow network of earth veins, shoot down, hey, those rats..." Gotrek said happily. Like every engineer, he was deeply proud of his invention. But Snorri and
Several people around him looked dumbfounded.
"Well, friend, although I'm not a professional, haven't you considered the issue of recoil?"
Snorri licked his lips. He knew that the recoil of thunder guns was strong enough, and human shooters had to be specially trained to use them. This "organ gun" fired eight rounds at a time, and the enemy was shaken to pieces before he could be killed.
"No problem! I made a prototype gun, and it was stable during the live ammunition test! Unfortunately, our masters in the Eternal Peak guild have poor vision, and all our colleagues in Riptide Pass and Haimen Pass have higher expectations.
..”
Gotrek complained loudly. This young and powerful man who was difficult to judge by common sense had not yet realized that he was fundamentally different from his fellow humans.
"Ahem, you, your design is good, don't do it again in the future!" Snorri lost his temper. He now empathizes with the engineers. "Everyone has different talents. I believe that you can achieve your goals on the battlefield.
Great place for value.”
While letting Gotrek go back to pack his luggage, Snorri himself began to pack the gifts. The human immigrants had already passed Khemri along the river and were about to arrive at Quata.
He wants to go to the port to welcome the humans, formulate resettlement measures on the spot, and set a good example for subsequent immigrants. At the same time, he also needs to pay a visit to the priest king of Kuata to try to expand the scope of the port.