Proof of the Sun King

"Times have changed, my lord."

When the gun workshop in Lane's territory was finally completed, the earl held a long-barreled firearm produced in the workshop, stroking the dark barrel and wooden butt, Lane sighed: "The age of firearms Imperative, we need to form a new force, and firearms are a weapon against the beasts and greenskins."

His great housekeeper Katzenberg, tax collector Gasparton and Devon Baron Hux, Ugol archer captain Mikoyan Ivanovich Govorov and sorceress Theresa stand by his side.

The Dwarf Gunnery Workshop has been completely built, and Ryan is holding a standard long-barreled firearm.

The method of this kind of fire gun is very simple. It is composed of an ignition device, a lead wire, a barrel and a butt. The long barrel fire gun is powerful, easy to use, simple, rough and effective.

This will be standard equipment for Lane's future Musketeers.

"My Count, are you planning to form a musket team?" Hux, Baron Devon wearing a kite helmet, the scar on his face looked hideous.

"Why not?" Ryan skillfully manipulated the long-barreled firearm, cleaned, loaded, ignited, and pulled the trigger.

"Boom!" The long-pipe fire gun fired a lead shot, hitting the mound three meters away from the target.

"Pfft~" The sorceress couldn't help laughing, covering her mouth and laughing.

Ryan's old face was a little red. He pretended that nothing happened, but changed the subject unnaturally: "You know, I'm not very good at using this... Ivan, are the pensions all in place?"

"It's all been sent, my Count." The big Captain Ugor said loudly, "Thanks to the Count for his generosity."

"You fight, we pay, it's just a business, you help me fight the enemy, I pay enough remuneration and pensions, it's fair." Ryan changed the subject: "By the way, I heard you Keith Love is also fully equipped with firearms?"

"That's right, in order to equip our army with all firearms, the czarist family almost went bankrupt." Ivan smiled bitterly after hearing this: "In order to import firearms from the empire and recruit engineers, the last Tsar's majesty almost emptied the entire treasury. The family has also paid an extremely heavy price, but the Kislev army in the south has indeed equipped firearms on a large scale. Firearms are extremely lethal in the face of green skins and chaotic evils, at least much more powerful than bows and arrows. In exchange, Up to now, the Tsarist family still owes a huge sum of money to the imperial family, and it will take more than 80 years to pay it off."

"Look, since Mrs. Keisler chose to empty out every gold coin in the treasury, why can't we form a musket team?" Ryan said with a smile with a musket in his hand.

Hux had studied at Imperial College for a period of time. The new baron was well aware of the power of firearms. Seeing Ryan's firm attitude, he nodded sullenly: "Of course I know how powerful gunpowder is, Earl, but I'm worried. You will be met with serious opposition for doing so."

"There has never been such a precedent, Count." Katzenberg, the big butler, also raised an objection: "Give firearms to serfs? This is crazy."

Some people objected to Ryan's expectations. The Count himself motioned everyone to come outside the gun workshop. He played with the long-barreled gun in his hand. Ryan's face was very determined. He said to Katzenberg: "But I think , now is the best time.”

"The best time?" Katzenberg asked suspiciously.

Ryan explained his thoughts to the crowd.

At the beginning, Ryan had no conditions to spend thousands of gold crowns to build a gun workshop. The production cost of a musket was 8 gold crowns, so it would cost about 1,000 gold crowns to build a musket team with 100 muskets, plus The ammunition for training and considering the blasting and scrapping, he must prepare at least 1,300 gold crowns.

After that, just as Katzenberg was worried, due to the rebellion of the northern serfs, it would be difficult for the nobles to hand over this killing weapon to the serfs. With the Musket Team, he will face the condemnation of the great nobles of the entire kingdom.

That wasn't the right time either.

But after the siege of Montferre, the battle of Blackrock Stronghold, and the battle of La-Maisonnell Abbey, Lane thought the time was right for the Musketeers.

After several wars, at least the knights in the south of the kingdom have fully seen the power of firearms. The knights are not really stupid. After they witnessed it with their own eyes, the voice of opposition is bound to be much smaller, at least they will no longer be because of opposition. be opposed to.

As for the knight king Richard, the Duke of Montfort, the Duke of Montfort, and the Duke of Paraon, Cassvin, who were the most fierce opponents of Lane, also lost their opposition. Richard has delegated the general political power to Law, Duke of Connet Well, after Lane and François formed the Knights Road army to solve Kemmler's threat once and for all, if Richard came out to oppose it again, it was very likely that all the dukes who were influenced by Kemmler would counterattack.

Ryan saved Falkard's life, and even cooperated with him on the trading post. He had no objection, and he himself temporarily hired a number of Imperial Freedom Militia to defend his castle.

Kasfann must also thank Ryan for his contribution. If he hadn't blocked Kemler, the Duchy of Palaon might have to face the blade of the Undead Legion.

"I didn't intend to give this weapon to the serfs." Ryan clenched the barrel of the gun with both hands, and he continued: "I intend to order that recruits be recruited from all the freedmen's families to form the Freedmen's Musket Team."

Katzenberg breathed a sigh of relief. The freedmen were the ones who had shown loyalty in the war before they were promoted. It was more reassuring to give firearms to them than to the serfs. The steward thought for a while and continued: "If so , we will face a lot less resistance, but it means a lot of extra expense, Count, and it's a lot of expense to have a new standing army."

"It will be worth the money." Of course Ryan knows the power of firearms. The musket or the hand crossbow is a topic that the dwarves have spent two thousand years arguing about. Ryan dare not say that the musketeers must be better than the longbowmen and crossbowmen. , but must have.

"In addition to this standard long-barreled firearm, the Gunsmith can also produce standard dwarven handguns, dwarven shotguns with a very slow rate of fire, and the best repeating handguns, which are used by Imperial Heralds. The kind of handgun that can fire several bullets in a row." Ryan then introduced: "Especially the best quality Dwarf Seiko Rune four-shot handgun, paired with mercury bullets, Brother Angron said it would be good to use it!"

"Oh! That must be a big killer, Ryan, I think I need one~" The sorceress Teresa's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she said to Ryan's ear: "Give me one, okay? ?"

"Two hundred gold crowns~ Sheng Hui." Ryan laughed. Seeing the earl laughing, everyone laughed happily together. The sorceress gave Ryan a hygienic eye and placed it on the table unreasonably. The finished product was directly taken away, and then disappeared outside the workshop with his long legs.

Her wizard's tower is about to be completed, and she has been busy checking the completion of the project recently, and the sorceress just happened to pass by today to see it.

It is said that her mother Aurora is preparing to organize a large witch visiting group to visit Lane's territory, but there is no news that the mission has been assembled or ready to go. If there is, the sorceress will definitely tell Lane as soon as possible. , so Ryan is not in a hurry.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since Brother Angron went to the south, and Ryan's thoughts came to Angron again.

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The old world, Tyrell, the swamp west of Miragliano, where the legendary city "Titus" disappeared.

A tall Hippogryph was soaring above the sky, the Hippogryph was loaded with cargo, and the Primarch World Eater was overlooking the muddy swamp.

This swamp is called "The Blighted Swamp", just west of Miragliano, this swamp has always been synonymous with mystery, all attempts to establish villages and colonies in this swamp have failed because of all migrations The people and their buildings will disappear completely.

That's right, it disappeared completely, the entire village disappeared completely, and there was nothing left.

In the legend of Tyrell, there was once the most glorious civilization in this swamp, Titus, where dwarves and men formed a powerful and prosperous nation, and they planned to build a tower to show their Power and glory and gratitude to the gods.

Strangely, it took hundreds of years and the tower was not completed until a man in a robe brought his own design and added a big bell to the top of the tower. After a week, the tower was finally completed. .

The bell rang thirteen times in Titus, the whole city was on the road to destruction, all the humans and dwarves were overwhelmed by the rat tide, there were no survivors, Titus disappeared in history, and since then It became a forbidden area and a deserted place.

After Angron finished buying the goods in Miragliano, he ignored the hard-hearted advice of the halflings and the Tyrell merchants, and insisted on flying here to have a look.

In the beginning, the Primarch World Eater was bored with the endless swamps, the bright green swamps as disgusting as the abscesses of the earth, and walking on this swamp were all kinds of strange animals, their The filth and strangeness of the shape made Angron feel a slight discomfort, especially an animal with the head of a rat, the body of a snake, and the tail of a deer almost made Angron order the Hippogryph to go down and chop it in half.

But he was no longer the madman who acted on anger and hatred, and he motioned for the Hippogryph to continue flying.

"Are you tired?" After flying for another forty minutes, Angron found that the wings of his hippogryph mount, Nukelia, began to show signs of fatigue. He had to order the Hippogryph to land, and the Hippogryph landed on the ground. Behind a hillside where people can still stand, there are several large half-dead trees.

"Take a rest, Nukelia, and then we'll go on." Angron tied the hippogryph's reins to the tree, and he gently stroked the feathers on the hippogryph's neck, and the hippogryph cried out happily. The creature, now Angron's loyal mount, opened its mouth to taste the jerky and the water.

The jerky was only half fed, and the World Eater Primarch instinctively felt alert, and almost instantly he reached out and grabbed the pair of axes behind him: "Who!"

"dart!"

What answered him were six poisoned shuriken, which flew towards Angron in six directions at the same time.

"Drink!" Angron wielded the battle axe "Flesh Cutter and Ripper", blood-red air waves surrounded him, with a few movements, all six shuriken were knocked into the air by him.

His opponent also appeared in the mist.

These are three Skaven assassins in dark blue leotards, all wearing face scarves, leggings around their feet, and dimensional stone poison blades on their tails and in their hands: "diedie!"

"Come on!" Angron clenched the battle axe in both hands, and he felt that he was excited.

"Shadow!" A rat-man assassin squeezed a seal in his hand, a burst of smoke came out, and it disappeared into the air: "Bang~"

"Small trick!" Angron didn't care, he narrowed his eyes, waiting for the opponent's attack.

"Lie!" Sure enough, three seconds later, the rat-man assassin appeared from behind Angron, and the two dimensional stone blades slashed two green trails, heading straight for Angron's throat and back of his head.

But Angron moved faster, he roared angrily, his sturdy body was more agile than that of the Rat Man Assassin, he turned around easily, and the Vibrato War Axe Ripper scratched a blood-red trace in the air.

The sky was raining blood, and the two Warpstone Blades and the Ratman Assassin were torn to shreds by the serrated axe.

This move shocked the remaining two Rat Man assassins, and one of them made an immediate decision: "Shimata! Retreat!"

"Flash!" The two rat-man assassins immediately squeezed out the second seal, and with a flash of green light, they instantly appeared five meters away, planning to escape.

"Don't try to run! Coward!" The corners of Angron's mouth grinned high, and he raised the battle axe "Flesh Cutter" with one hand and slashed the axe on the soft ground, the World Eater Primarch left the left side. Arm muscles skyrocketed, and he forcefully pulled the meat cutter embedded in the ground back: "Come back!"

The blood-red air waves rolled out from the ground. In the cyclone formed by Angron's giant force, the two rat-man assassins lost their balance in the air. They desperately found that their bodies were actually wrapped up by the cyclone and flew upside down. To that terrifying human being!

"Death!" Angron held the Ripper in his back, the battle axe slashed horizontally, and the blood flashed, and the heads and bodies of the remaining two Ratman assassins were directly separated.

The battle is over.

"It doesn't look like a very collectible trophy." Angron squatted down and checked the two intact rat-man assassin heads. This was his trophy. He originally wanted to take it away as a souvenir, but considering the Horned Eagle He finally gave up on the issue of the beast's load: "Forget it."

"Also, do you want to die too?" Angron looked to the other side of the hillside.

"I have no intention of becoming an enemy of you, strong man." A human wearing a helmet of the goddess of war, Mirdia, and wearing a mithril breastplate and a full-body armor with golden scales raised his hands and walked behind the tree. When he came out, he raised the fire gun in his hand, indicating that he was not malicious: "Everyone is a fellow human being, er... I mean ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I am very happy to meet fellow human beings in this ghost place. "

His aura was faint, his eyes were shining, his blood was surging, and the space collapsed. Obviously, this is a strong man in the sanctuary, and he is obviously not old. I don't know why he appeared here.

"If you weren't human, you'd be dead already." Angron hesitated, but put down his battle axe: "This is not where you should be, young man, it's too dangerous for you."

"Perhaps you're right, but taking people's money and doing things for people is the creed of our bounty hunters." The visitor walked carefully not far from Angron, and he took the initiative to extend his hand: "Introduce yourself, My name is Brenner, I'm from Tyrell, and I'm a bounty hunter."

"Bounty Hunter Brenner? Oh! I have heard your name, you are one of the three strongest Tyrell mercenaries." Angron suddenly remembered something, and he frowned: "Why are you appear here?"

"I received a request." Bounty hunter Brenner had a row of short swords and sharp knives hanging on his chest, two fire guns around his waist, a string of projectiles on his back, and a sword decorated with gems in his hand: "In the depths of this swamp, there is an army of undead fighting against the army of the Skaven. Prince Miragliano has commissioned me to investigate."

"Lord Vampire to Skaven?" Angron was interested.

"Yes." The bounty hunter obviously wanted La Angron to join the team: "I know you have the strength to stand on this land, so I won't say anything about the warning. I would like to ask if you are interested in seeing this game. War? We can investigate together, and I will give you 30% of the commission after the event is completed. You have also seen the power of the Rat Man Assassin. It is too dangerous for me to investigate alone."

"Interesting." Angron thought for a while, then smiled: "Let's go, show me."

"it is good."