This gunslinger is too reckless

If the army is compared to a giant, then the scouts are the eyes of the giant. The confrontation between two giants begins with the eyes. Whoever pecks the opponent's eyes blind first will have the upper hand before the fist fight.

Rhodok's scouts and Svadia's scouts always took turns to win.

When the ground becomes slightly flat, Swadia's elite knights will gallop like the wind, spying on the Rhodok people's camps; and when the mountains and rivers rise, Rhodok's mountain scouts will be at ease, using crossbows to snipe. Kill any Swadian who dares to penetrate deep into the forest.

The terrain of Malasburg is steep, but there is a relatively gentle hilly road on the way. King Graves has made preparations for a blind march, but the scouts said that the Svadia scouts retreated as soon as they saw them. .

"Hmm... Although the Duke of Harlanlaus has the reputation of being a "butcher", he is very smart in the face of meaningless defeats." The king laughed to the nobles around him.

If the king were a simple soldier, he would definitely become vigilant immediately if he learned of this abnormal situation.It's a pity that he is also a politician. From a political perspective, everything is logical.

It seems that it only takes a month or two of siege to win.The king's words struck a chord, as did many nobles.

There was a relaxed atmosphere throughout the army, with soldiers whispering to each other, and nobles talking loudly to each other.

However, no matter how much they talked, it was impossible to leave their troops behind and walk around freely. Unfortunately, Tubiton Knight, who was thrown on the left by the king, looked at the strange faces around him, and only Zhao Dong was familiar with them.

"Why is your bodyguard carrying an iron rod on his back?" Zhao Dong turned around, haha, it turned out to be this medieval killer with a strange beard.

Don't you look down on me, why do you still take the initiative to strike up a conversation?Could it be that you still want to find fault?
But Tubiton took the initiative to talk to him well, and Zhao Dong would never get angry first, after all, it wasn't a big deal.

"Well... to put it simply, this is a new weapon I asked craftsmen to build. It can shoot lead bullets, which is equivalent to a more powerful javelin." There are no overheating weapons in this world, so Zhao Dong simply used a javelin as an analogy.

In fact, this kind of crude fire door gun, or fire gun, is equivalent to a disposable javelin - it takes more than a minute to change the bomb, which is enough for the Swadian knight to charge back and forth ten times, and it still needs to be shot. Throw it away right away.

"Strange, it's just a pipe. Is it like a blowing needle? Soldiers blow out the lead bullets by blowing air? Forget it, it's not these things that decide the war..." Although Tubiton didn't know what "uncanny skills and prostitution" was. Coincidentally", but what he meant was roughly the same, and he felt that these things were useless.

"Yes, I regret asking craftsmen to build these things..." Not only did Zhao Dong not get angry, but he felt empathetic and covered his forehead with his head.

I was too naive at the time, thinking that if I knew a gunpowder formula, I could immediately do what Marx said: "Use gunpowder to blow up knights.

In fact, it is not difficult to make black powder. I spent some dinars and bought a batch of sulfur from the Chamber of Commerce in Veruga. These things are currently only used as insecticides and are not worth much at all. .

Refining saltpeter is not difficult, and it doesn't even cost a penny, but the process is a bit disgusting.

But it is extremely difficult to make the firecracker.

At first, Zhao Dong thought that it was a gun barrel rolled into a tube made of iron sheets. Fortunately, he also knew that there was such a thing as "exploding the barrel", so he didn't stupidly use it to shoot directly. Instead, he tried it with a fuse first.

As a result, the tin tube was blasted apart. If Zhao Dong held it, his hands would probably be useless. For a soldier, this is not much different from death.

"You...can you make it a little thicker?" Zhao Dong looked at the tattered iron cylinder and said with lingering fear.

"Okay, sir." This time, the craftsmen made two layers of thick iron sheets, and finally it didn't explode, but the lead bullets couldn't shoot out or couldn't shoot far at all.

Zhao Dong looked inside and saw that the inside of the gun barrel was uneven, just like the mountains of Rodok.

"Can you drill it smoother?" Zhao Dong took a deep breath, scientific research must not be achieved overnight - but the technology of these craftsmen is too backward!
"...It's very time-consuming, sir. Why don't you order some heavy crossbows? Instead of wasting time and effort on making the fire blunderbuss you mentioned, why not..."

But in the end, Zhao Dong was still stubborn. The craftsmen used up several iron drills and spent two or three months to make five qualified fire blunderbuss, which also cost a lot of iron materials.

Zhao Dong calculated that with the money, he could recruit and arm another squad of soldiers, but now he only got... five enhanced javelins?
Perhaps in a few hundred years, when the continent of Calradia enters the Renaissance, iron production increases rapidly, and steel diamonds are no longer a scarce commodity, fire blunderbuss will be mass-produced and gradually become a major weapon.

But Zhao Dong tried in vain to surpass the technological level of this era and engage in hot weapons, but in the end he could only gain more than he lost.

I can only hope that the sound of the gunpowder explosion and the light of the fire can have a frightening effect - these five gunpowders don't even have front sights or rear sights, and they don't even have triggers. You have to free one hand to light the fire, and you can't hold it with one hand. I can't hold it firmly and can't aim at all.Whether you can hit someone... depends on your luck.

Originally, this most primitive musket required collective shooting to ensure a certain hit, but it was a pity that Zhao Dong only had five of them.

"You said that the soldiers were holding a fire blunderbuss in one hand and igniting it in the other hand. They couldn't aim... Why don't you try to fix the fire blunderbuss on the shield?" Tubitun suddenly asked after listening to Zhao Dong's bitter remarks.

This noble boy gradually became curious about Zhao Dong, originally he just wanted to tease the country bumpkin out of boredom, but Zhao Dong's conversation and whimsy took him quite by surprise.

This man was not of noble blood, but he was nothing like a dull peasant, a rough and dirty soldier, or a cunning and despicable townsman.

It even made Tubitun feel that Zhao Dong did not seem to be from this world. He was different from any other group of people in this world.

"Hmm?! That's right!" Zhao Dong had also thought about whether it would be better to fix the firecracker in one place for shooting, but later gave up because of the limitations.

But if it is placed on the shield that the soldiers have been holding on to... Aiming becomes feasible, and it will not affect normal combat!

Now Zhao Dong had no hope of how effective the musket would be. He only hoped that it would play a little role without affecting the performance of the spear and crossbow.

"You helped me solve a big problem, and I will go to Laiwulun Village when I have time to have a few drinks!"

Zhao Dong laughed heartily, and ordered the five bodyguards to tie the firecrackers to the shield with hemp ropes. Most of the barrels protruded from the shield, leaving only a short igniter chamber inside—to prevent the gun from moving when the shield was moved. time to take a picture of my face...

You can’t underestimate the wisdom of people in this world. They just lack knowledge, but their IQ is similar to that of people more than 1000 years later. After telling them the information, they may think of ideas that they have ignored.

"Who wants to drink those village brews! You go to Aaron, my uncle's castle, there is even Rhodok Republic...ahem, the wine of the old Rhodok period!"

The unhappiness from the original meeting disappeared, and Tubiton believed that Zhao Dong was the kind of "chosen nobleman" - although he did not have the blood of glory, but was endowed with wisdom and courage by God, he was born detached from the pariah, The king had only given him the title he deserved.

In fact, Tubiton's self-consolation is also in the high evaluation of Zhao Dong-it is extremely shameful to be frightened by an upstart, but it is not reasonable to be frightened by a nobleman. It's less shameful.

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"Why haven't the scouts reported back yet?" After all, King Graves has been in battle for a long time. Even if he is high-spirited and has been praised to the point of orgasm in his skull, the vigilance poured out with blood for many years is still engraved in his soul.

For a moment, the nobles around the king were silent.

Rhodok was like a piece of dried meat. Although he had many faults, it would take a long time before he was completely rotten. The nobles who could lead the army at this time were not just voluptuous and flattering men.

It was impossible for the scouts to disappear out of thin air, it could only have been done by the Swadians.If all the scouts can be caught in one fell swoop, then the number of Swadians must be quite large, and they must have been premeditated.

Could it be...they came out in full force, already planning to ambush halfway? !
These nobles are people who know military affairs. They understand that when order is in order, the more people on one's side, the better; if they are raided into chaos, the more people on one's side, the more uncontrollable it will be...

A sense of fear spread in their hearts, and then they remembered that they were facing Duke Harlanlaus, who had long been known as the "Butcher"!

"All troops, stop and form formation!" The gong sounded throughout the army and flags were flying. The leading elite troops quickly heard the orders of the sergeants and quickly stopped and formed formation.

There was a slight commotion among the troops led by various minor nobles, but they soon calmed down amid the shouts and curses of the knights and attendants. They stood in their respective positions tremblingly, not knowing what they would face next.

But the people and the people's army are too short of grassroots officers, and even a simple stop order has caused chaos, and some people even fled in the chaos...

After all, these are just food transport teams, transporting enough food and grass to besiege the city.

No one expected that the Swadians would dare to fight in the field despite their extreme military disadvantage!

A puff of smoke and dust rolled in, how many Swadians were hidden in it?The crossbowmen nervously took aim with their crossbows, but no one dared to shoot the first arrow without an order.

"The response is very fast! Graves!" There is probably only one person here who dares to call the king by his first name.

The Duke of Swadia, "The Butcher" Harlan Raus, rode on his horse and threw something full of blood at Rhodok's military formation.

It was the head of a Rhodok scout. The eyes had been gouged out, no, all the facial features had been removed. The skull had been smashed to pieces by Swadia's mace, and the scalp had sunk in, like a broken doll.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?"