From the beginning, Chris was worried about the training of soldiers. On the one hand, his troops were capable of crushing any army in the mortal world from the day they were born;
Built on the basis of traditional ancient armies.
Those cold-weapon troops armed with swords, guns, swords and halberds were simply no match for his troops: as long as modern howitzers launched an attack, no cold-weapon troops could withstand the hell-like indiscriminate bombardment head-on.
But it is not an easy task for our troops who were originally armed with swords, guns, swords and halberds to accept those hot weapons. Qualified veterans cannot understand those new weapons, but the new recruits they recruit do not have the tenacity of the veterans.
What makes Chris even more depressed is that there are not only cold weapon troops in this world, but also magic troops that he can't compare with the attacks.
Therefore, those fighting methods that appear in novels, where you can rely on the superiority of weapons to crush the enemy all the way, are not feasible in this world. Maybe in the next war, the opponent will have terrifying existences such as dragons or magicians.
, so Chris felt that he had no arrogance in arming a few cannons.
Once there is friction between his troops and the army of the Magic Empire, the matter will need to be re-evaluated. At least, Chris, who has watched countless movies, feels that weapons from the World War II era may not be able to shake dragons and advanced magic.
At least in his current view, although he controls a principality at this moment, he still has to pay a lot of taxes and is responsible for the development of three cities. The burden on his shoulders is even heavier, and the people who covet his wealth will only become more and more important.
many.
What exceeded his expectations was that the person who coveted his wealth came too quickly, and he was someone he couldn't afford to mess with.
"If we confront General Zorn now, things will immediately become complicated." In another conference room, Des frowned and said: "Even if I leave for Alante with the money now, time will
It’s too late to get up.”
"Yes, we can't delay it for so long. I have been given an ultimatum over there." Chris leaned on the back of his chair depressedly and said to several retainers who came to advise him: "I put forward the conditions for raising taxes, and they
He said that 20,000 gold coins can be deducted... If I don't agree, they will leave immediately..."
"Alas..." Deans shook his head and sighed: "Now our defense only relies on these twenty or so cannons..."
Since the founding of the Principality of Ellandhill, Siris has only produced two cannons. In addition to the 20 90mm cannons that were almost entirely hand-made, there are only two new 75mm caliber infantry cannons.
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There are many reasons for this situation. On the one hand, it is because Chris decided to abandon the wrong development policy of hand-made weapons and focused on improving military strength on cultivating military talents.
On the other hand, because of the steady development strategy of economic and industrial first and then military put forward by Mr. Gurlo, Siris is slowly but firmly developing its own industrial system and is not in a hurry to produce more weapons and equipment.
Of course, the most important reason is actually because of everyone's previous judgment that 22 cannons can meet the current defense requirements of the Principality of Airanhill, and there is no need to waste time in expanding armaments.
But now, General Zorn has taken a fancy to these new weapons, and clearly mentioned the new weapons in the order. He also emphasized that they are new weapons that can explode from a distance, comparable to magic...
In this way, not only may one's own strength be weakened, but also the military power of Ailancier may be leaked in advance. Whether it is leaked to the Arantian Empire or the Holy Demon Empire, for Ailancier
, are not good news.
"It's not impossible to produce some low-quality artillery and send it to the Arant Empire, and we can keep the good ones ourselves..." This is the only feasible way that Chris can think of.
In fact, he had been thinking about whether to use some rags like "Red Cannon, Divine Warrior General" to send away these bumpkins from the Arant Empire.
"It's not impossible, but are you sure... you can get worse weapons and prevent those people from seeing any clues?" After finally thinking of a solution, Des asked.
Chris nodded and replied: "Okay, I can make something based on the same principle... It's not too difficult. With our current production capacity, we can't lose much money by making a large number of them and sending them to these messengers."
"It's just." He thought for a while and continued to say to Des: "Once you really see our artillery, the junk we sent to the Alant Empire will be exposed immediately. And the relationship between us and the Alant Empire
The contradiction is completely irreconcilable."
Des thought seriously for a while and said: "As long as we can buy about a year, we can meet your industrial production requirements and equip enough troops... By that time, we don't need to look any further.
The Arant Empire’s face is pale.”
From the day it accepted Des' funding, the Arant Empire was destined not to be Chris's ally. So whenever possible, Chris didn't mind hacking this decadent old power.
After discussing the countermeasures, Chris spent an hour and came up with a blueprint of the red cannon. Then he took Des straight out of the castle and came to a metallurgical factory outside the city.
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"Here, let's make a sample door according to this drawing!" Chris spread out the drawing and handed it to an old craftsman.
The craftsman glanced at the drawing, then nodded and began to operate. Craftsman Smith, who was watching the excitement, came over, bowed deeply to Chris, and then looked down at the drawing.
Next, he was stunned. He didn't know what this thing was used for, but he was very talented and could tell how heavy this thing was at a glance! Although it was not high-quality steel, this thing was
This thing is really a piece of iron!
After swallowing his saliva, Smith looked at Chris, lowered his voice and asked: "Your Majesty... what is this thing... used for?"
"This is a cannon..." Chris had a sly smile on his face, like a liar who got something cheap.
Before Smith could react, he frowned at the drawings and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Don't we already have a 75 mm caliber infantry gun?"
Des was completely impressed by the man in front of him, Smith, who had just been appointed by Chris as the Minister of Industry of the Principality of Ellenhill. He reminded him in the smallest voice: "Give the cannon to the Alant Empire..."
When he said this, Smith finally understood. Suddenly enlightened, he nodded and looked at the drawing again: "No problem! Although it takes a lot of materials, we can make it in a few days at most!"
Casting a cannon is not a simple matter. If it weren't for the incredible performance of Seris' special ferrous iron, which can be greatly improved by adding it to ordinary iron materials, the cannon casting process alone would take longer.
Modern technology can produce cannons faster, but those ancient iron cannons and bronze cannons need to be cast from clay molds, so the speed is slower.
"Just in time to finish it together!" Chris took out several other drawings from his arms and handed them to Smith, the leader of the craftsmen: "Since the other party wants to explode the bomb, then we can only hand it over to the other party..."
"There are also gunpowder formulas! If we want to give them, we will give them the whole set!" Des echoed with a smile on his face: "We even gave them the blueprints of the artillery! Ailanthir's loyalty to the Arantian Empire, but
Appreciate the sun and moon!"
Muzzle-loading cannons and explosive shells with incendiary fuses were born very early. They were not very powerful and very unsafe. However, they were indeed easier to use than the catapults of this era, so Chris indeed presented a "new weapon"
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After hearing Des's reminder, Chris quickly found another paper and pen, and drew out the operating instructions for the muzzleloader gun in the workshop. He wanted to make a complete set for the show. He decided that this time, he must give it to the greedy Asia.
Rand a great gift!
The next day, Chris met for the second time the courier from Arant, who had come from afar, and pressed the blueprint in front of him: "The new weapons are too big and bulky. I believe you, courier, can carry them all the way back."
It’s inconvenient, these are the blueprints and instructions for the weapons, please take the messenger back to Arant.”
"This..." The confused messenger didn't know what kind of medicine Chris was selling in the gourd. He took the drawings and didn't know what to say for a while.
He hesitated for a moment, then said: "I have to bring a sample back! No matter how inconvenient it is, this cannot be changed..."
"That's no problem!" Chris nodded in agreement, as if he was honest and honest and didn't have any evil intentions at all: "I have already had someone drag a cannon back from the border... You can wait a few more days and you can see the real thing.
Got it!"
A few days later, the Arantian messenger who saw the sample truly believed what Chris said: The sample cannon was huge and crushingly heavy. The people he brought were really not enough to transport the two cannons together.
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As if he had received a reassurance, the messenger no longer doubted whether Chris was harboring evil intentions. After observing the test-firing performance of the artillery, he was completely stunned by the power of the artillery.
The messenger who felt the power of the flames immediately rushed back to his residence, packed up the drawings given to him by Chris, took the sample artillery, headed south as fast as possible, left Seris City, and returned.
