Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 122 122 Madness

 When everything was settled, Tang Mo knew that this war was truly over. The Spring Festival has passed, and the weather is not as cold as before.

 In the remaining days, Tang Mo was also very busy. He was busy collecting the slaves who were escorted back, and was busy arranging accommodation, food and work for them.

 Then he was busy expanding his troops, expanding the existing one battalion of soldiers to two battalions.

 Just because of the shortage of manpower, his expansion is basically equivalent to adding about 100 troops.

 It seems that Tang Mo now has two battalions in his possession, but in fact one of the battalions is just a shelf, with only a command structure but no soldiers to support it.

 After all, Bunas is still too small, and it seems unable to support Tang Mo’s endless expansion. Compared with the scale of Bunas as a whole, the current Datang Group seems to be larger in scale and volume...

 Because today's Datang Group has swallowed up almost half of Bunas: the industries here, the population here, and even the officials here are all running the big factory in Tangmo.

The last day of January in the 114th year of the Wright Kingdom has passed. On the morning of the first day of February, Tang Mo walked out of his room and was about to have breakfast when a piece of news that concerned him came from the Silver Fox Tavern.

 The kingdom’s envoys are inspecting some towns and cities around Bunas, and have dismissed and replaced many officials on charges of dereliction of duty and corruption.

 This news was also clearly compared with other places, and it was found that this time the kingdom seemed to be just rectifying the administration in the direction of Bunas.

"This is interesting." Tang Mo took this information and narrowed his eyes: "After all this, are you finally going to target me?"

 He knew that this kind of thing would happen sooner or later, and even felt that Cyric's reaction was a little too slow. Now that they had lost the game and were in a head-on conflict, Tang Mo was no longer afraid of the behemoth Sirik.

After all, if the opponent uses violence, it might lead to a civil war in the Kingdom of Wright, and the one who makes Cyric take action is Beiling's 3,000-strong iron army that has gradually grown in size!

 Still the old problem, once Northridge is really affected, who will stop Fishereau's 1,500 Northridge regiment from going south?

At this point, Cyric needs to solve not just one problem, but two problems in two directions.

 One is Beiling, which has a big tail and is no longer under control; the other is Bunas, which is mysterious and seems to always be shrouded in a layer of fog.

 …

Ji Jisi was sitting in his office. On the desk in front of him was a Datang K1 fast gun.

This gun looks a bit old, with some bump marks on it, and even blood stains that cannot be cleaned can be vaguely seen in one of the lines.

Today, Beiling is equipped with more than 3,000 Tang's K1 fast guns. With Cyric's influence and financial resources, it is not that difficult to find a way to obtain such a weapon.

During this month, Cyric has not been idle. The first thing they need to figure out is what exactly helped Beiling win this war!

You must know that there are only 1,500 soldiers in Beiling, and these 1,500 soldiers miraculously swept through the 15,000 Susas troops, beating the opponent to pieces, and finally had to humiliate and sue for peace.

It was impossible for this kind of thing to happen before, but this impossibility really happened. There are various indications that the weapons in the hands of the troops in Beiling are much better than the Cyric flintlocks!

The war can be lost, and even the Kingdom of Susus can easily give up and sell it for a good price, but what Cyric cannot tolerate the most is a weapon that is better than the one they produce appearing on the battlefield!

 So, they tried their best to take advantage of the fact that Fischerot had just swallowed up a large area south of the Bingjing River and the management could not keep up for a while, found a loophole, and obtained Tang Qisheng's special needle gun.

 In the quiet room, there was a row of anxious craftsmen standing. They lowered their heads, not even daring to look at Giss who was sitting in his seat.

"This is a breech-loading gun..." Guis stroked the mottled marks on the second-hand needle gun with his hand, and said to himself without even looking at the craftsmen.

He pulled the bolt of the gun and looked at the sharp and slender firing pin inside. He squinted his eyes and frowned, as if he wanted to see more clearly.

He picked up a matching paper-cased fixed-loading ammunition from the table, stuffed it into the chamber of the gun, and pushed the bolt: "Do you remember what you said?"

The craftsman standing on the far left was shaking like a sieve of chaff, and quickly defended: "I have tried countless methods! Sir, you have seen it!"

Moving the muzzle of the gun, Keith stared at the leader of the craftsmen coldly: "Yes, a few months ago, you swore to me that a breech-loading gun was impossible."

"Yes..." the head craftsman almost knelt on the ground and admitted with a cry.

Giese pointed the gun at the opponent again, his tone was still cold, and his tone became higher and higher with his questioning: "But now, this gun is placed in front of me... Fisherot uses this The thing defeated ten times the Susus troops! And you! Tell me it can't be produced!" "Sir..." the craftsman leader still wanted to say.

“Bang!” The sound of gunfire interrupted his words, and an unpleasant smell of gunpowder smoke filled the originally clean office.

"Shut up!" Facing the body that was lying on the ground and still twitching slightly, Geese scolded disdainfully: "Do you know how much money you took from Cyric? 300 gold coins a year! But you failed. Got this money!”

As he spoke, he pulled the bolt of the gun and carefully, as if playing with it, cleaned the barrel of the gun with a brush: "What a good gun!"

"Sir, sir! I've seen the design of this thing! It's really not difficult! We can also imitate it! We can imitate it!" Glancing at the corpse lying at his feet, the second craftsman quickly assured him.

After stuffing the second paper-cased fixed-loading bullet into the chamber of the gun, Keith pushed the bolt, jumped over the man with the opening, and pointed at the third craftsman: "He said it can be copied, it's not difficult, what about you? ?”

"Sir, sir..." The third craftsman immediately knelt on the floor. He cried and explained: "We, dozens of craftsmen, analyze the bullets used in this thing."

"Everything else is not difficult. Rolling paper, gunpowder, warheads... we can actually make them, but... no one knows the ingredients of the thing in the middle, it... we don't even know what it is..." The craftsman tried hard Describing the flash hat invented by Tang Mo.

  Sometimes reverse engineering can be used, and sometimes it is not so easy to use. At least Cyric's craftsmen couldn't figure out how something like mercury fulminate was made.

They can’t just lick it, nod confidently like a sommelier, and then write down the ingredients and production steps on paper, right? Well, it’s 82 years old, distilled, stirred instead of shaken…

"Bang!" The second gunshot rang out, and the craftsman who was kneeling on the ground fell backwards and hit the floor with a muffled thud.

 “Click!” Giese pulled the bolt of the gun and looked at the men standing next to him.

The subordinate understood the situation and walked over to push the glass window open. A chill immediately rushed into the house, and the fire in the fireplace burned even more intensely.

 The smoke that filled the room was blown away by the cold wind. At this time, Keith continued to load the Tang's K1 fast gun: "It is simply perfect...the firing rate is faster and the loading is easier."

"I heard that... the count's personal guards and his officers... are also equipped with a new pistol that can shoot continuously?" He blew on the barrel of the gun, stuffed the bullets in, pushed the bolt and aimed at the third gun. Four craftsmen: "Huh?"

"I swear!" The craftsman swallowed his saliva and did not dare to look at the blood that had flowed to the side of his shoes. He reluctantly said: "Please... don't kill me..."

"I still remember there was a dwarf...what was his name...what was he?" Geese pointed a gun at him, trying hard to recall the almost forgotten name.

"Matthews..." The craftsman who was pointed at a gun finally reminded him with his eyes closed.

 “Bang!” A gunshot rang out, and the craftsman fell down.

"Yes! Matthews!" Geese raised his head and looked at the fifth craftsman: "You said Matthews was crazy! But now what he said has come true! So it's not that Matthews is crazy, but You are crazy...right?"

As he spoke, he continued to pull the bolt: "If I had not believed you at that time, but kicked you out, wouldn't it be... that there would not have been this failure today?"

He gritted his teeth with hatred. After completing the loading, he shot the fifth craftsman down with another shot without waiting for an explanation.

"Get Matthews back! Tell him that I will give him 400 gold coins a month! Let him lead someone to imitate this rifle!" Giese finally stopped loading, laid the rifle across his desk, and fiercely He ordered harshly.

"But... sir, no one knows where he went..." a subordinate reminded in a low voice.

 “Go find it!” Geese suddenly shouted sharply, startling everyone.

"Find out as soon as possible what the ignition device here is... As long as we figure this out, we can imitate this new type of weapon!" Giese looked at the rifle in front of him, his eyes filled with light: "The whole world wants it. Change clothes...this will be Cyric's opportunity! As long as we seize this opportunity, we...will reach an unprecedented height!"

"An order for millions of new weapons... Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!" He laughed crazily, his laughter mixed with the smoke billowing in the room, brushing against the corpses that had begun to cool.

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 Long Ling is preparing a manuscript, and there has been an outbreak recently...well, internal news...

 (End of this chapter)