"Then what if they equip the infantry regiment with this armor to attack us? Do you know the situation outside? They are preparing a large amount of food, weapons and armor. From your last encounter, we even suspect that they have secretly reached an agreement with Nazwa
What a dirty deal! If you hand over the breastplate and they form heavy infantry, how can we fight against them?"
Svito asked the same question as little Irene.
"Oh!? So this is how Nazwa's warriors came in? No need to doubt it, I'm sure there must be something shady between them! Bato's newly formed heavy infantry is to pull those city guards away
To put it together? Just a group of ordinary people? So even if they are wearing an iron shell, what does it matter?"
Polu walked to the foot of the wall with a nonchalant look on his face.
"Even if you are a turtle with an iron shell, it has hands and feet, and there are several people surrounding you swinging hammers, you can't treat them as air, okay?"
Polu walked to the corner while saying strange words: "Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter, just face it with a smile!"
He bent down and pulled out a frame from under a table, which was filled with front pieces of breastplates full of holes. He picked through them, took out a few pieces, placed them on the table, and spread his hands.
"This one was shot by a machine cannon, this one was shot by a shotgun bullet, and one was shot by a magic missile. Well, that's all left. An egg that can just swing a hammer is no threat to us!
Unless they spend a lot of money and put shields on these eggs, they won't be able to get in our faces. If they are so rich and put shields on everyone's armor, then I will admit defeat."
Svito looked at the holes that were the size of eggs or rice bowls, and suddenly felt a little dazed, as if several holes had been pierced in his heart.
He felt like a player who was still fighting hard on the court in the first half, but just took a break. When he walked out of the lounge in the second half, he found that his teammates had taken off their disguises. Why were they all T800?
Why did the heavy infantry, which was used to make the final decision on the battlefield in addition to being invested in the knights, suddenly turned into an egg?
After all, the Knights are not used to fight wars of attrition. Small frictions between nobles usually rely on heavy infantry to fight each other to determine the outcome. If there are cavalry on the battlefield, no matter what kind of cavalry it is, it means that the confrontation is successful.
scale.
"Of course, even if you put shields on all the eggs, I have projectiles and magic missiles here. No matter what kind of shield they put on, whether it's arrow protection or shielding, I can hit them.
Wear it." Polu added another sentence.
"Then you are really fully protected, but according to you, these armors are useless at all?"
"How could it be useless? This is the equipment requested by the customer. Although it may not be useful against our attacks, if they honestly equip these things to fight Nazwa, wouldn't it be quite useful?
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Polu said in a soft and sincere tone.
"You didn't also sell these weapons used to make holes, did you?"
"That's not the case. For the time being, we only sell cold weapons and armor. After all, I don't want to be stared at from a distance."
"That's okay, that's okay, you're not completely crazy. By the way, if we want to arm the infantry regiment, how much equipment can you provide? I heard that the missile launcher was captured before? Have they equipped it on a large scale?
?Do we have a way to fight? Will hitting our infantry have the same effect?"
Mr. Sweetow was relieved, but still worried.
Polu recalled the tests conducted a few days ago and organized his words: "Their firing speed is slower, but the power is the same. My test data of the original missile cannon is that a single shot is guaranteed to face armor plates below 2 mm.
Penetration, that is to say, it is impossible for the leather armor with iron plates made by Hongshan to be able to block the attack of the missile cannon."
He pointed to the experimental object on the table: "This is our new infantry breastplate. It's only three millimeters in front. It has a half chance of penetration. It must be equipped with a tower shield.
We don't have corresponding armor if the thickness increases, but a flat steel plate of 5 mm will provide good protection, and it can be penetrated even if it is chiseled a few times.
Next, jump directly to the 7-8 mm curved breastplate. The protection is very good, but this thing is a bunch of things as soon as it comes. Even if the breastplate is thick enough to block it, it is hard to say whether the limbs can survive.
It all depends on personal quality.”
He pulled out a small cart from under the table, on which was placed a roughly complete steel plate with some burnt black and pitted steel plates: "If it is piled up to 15 mm, it will basically explode like a firework. I have been beating this for a long time without even getting through it."
.It’s basically out of reach if you go any higher.”
"If you want to get enough protection without shielding, you definitely can't run on two legs. However, the distance and speed of the missile cannon are very average. If you want to attack us, you will definitely be exposed to our range of fire.
I am preparing to build a long-range direct firepower and try to destroy it as soon as it is exposed."
"Listen to what you said, is it still necessary to equip armor? It feels like it's useless."
"Of course it must be equipped. No matter what the effect is, it is much better than streaking. What I said are ideal values. The firepower on the battlefield is far from dense enough that it cannot be exposed. If it enters a direct blind spot, it will still end up being a hand-to-hand fight. Then
Infantry with armor and infantry without armor are completely different."
"Well, what is the direct firepower you just mentioned? Your cannon? How much armor can you provide?"
"No, no, that thing is too hard to shield. It's something else. How much armor is provided? It depends on how much you are prepared to ask for."
"Probably 3,000 to 5,000 people. Armor, weapons, and equipment. You have to get them together, right?"
"That's it? After seeing this die forging machine, don't you think that these armors actually won't take too long to make? Besides, I can build a few more if necessary."
"Do you have a problem in your head? What I want is the best infantry armor, not something you use to fool others. It is for our own people! Match it with knight armor!"
"Can they carry it?"
"Then you don't have to worry. After a while, a group of veterans will come to Red Mountain from other royal territories. Serious veterans! Many of them are retired knights. This time they are really spending their money."
"They don't have armor themselves?" Logically speaking, aren't the armors of the knights heirlooms?
"I must have some, but their entourage is not fully equipped. We need to arm them."
"So what happened to bring so many people together?"
"The traditional sphere of influence of the royal family is in the west, and Hongshan is in the east because it is close to the mountain. The honeymoon period was fine, but now it is directly exposed to the front line."
Bolu was dumbfounded and cursed in his mind: I'll go to hell with you, uncle. I have a good piece of land, and I agreed to plant it in the hinterland. How come I am suddenly directly exposed to the hostile zone?
Sweito lowered his voice and pulled Polu to a deserted corner: "If someone attacks Hongshan, can you defend it?"
Bolu hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously: "Are you sure it's a human?"
Poru has been beaten to arthropod ptsd by bugs.
"Nonsense, of course it's people! Suppose, I mean suppose, two knights and two cuirassier regiments from the northeast, with a total of ten thousand people, come to attack Hongshan. Can you defend it?"
Bolu immediately discovered something strange: "Then aren't they sick... No, by the way, aren't the kings nearby? What's the point of leaving such an important target untouched and attacking us first?"
"You don't understand this. This is the rule of noble war. There are too many things involved in the royal capital, and the interests of all parties are mixed together. If it causes dissatisfaction to others, it will be difficult to deal with it, so it is best to
Get rid of all the peripheral bases and income, and force you to step down. It won’t look too bad on everyone’s face, and the dignity of the nobles can be preserved. On the surface, your life can be spared.”
This operation made Polu stunned again. To catch the thief but not the king, to catch the snake but not seven inches? What is going on with such a classical competitive atmosphere? And at this time, you are trying to seize the throne?
"Is that what those people in the royal capital are looking at?"
"Otherwise, how about going to the end in person? This is a competition between two families in the country, and no one except the vassal family is willing to participate."
"Okay, then what is the highest level of combat power?"
"You don't have to worry about the combat power of the top brass."
"If I only deal with basic infantry, I should be fine!" If Baator can let the knights do the rough work and rush in my face to tear down my defense, then pretend I didn't say that.
"I'll leave the equipment to you, work hard!" Mr. Svitto was so happy that he forgot about the butler temperament he deliberately maintained.
Seeing Mr. Sweito's mood change from gloomy to sunny, and leaving happily, Polu was embarrassed to say that the current equipment was good for defense, but it was impossible to put it into attack. The hands were short, the maneuverability was poor, and there was no long-range direct firepower.
No, they are all direct attacks within visual range.
Thinking back to the Elf Mage's rolling mines, I also want long-range coverage of firepower!