From Baron to Lord

Whether it was the distance or the destructive power, Allen felt it was sufficient.

On a whim, Allen aimed at a tree further away, at least two thousand meters away.

Bang! Seeing the bullet hit the tree trunk squarely, leaving a small hole the size of a thumb, Allen was very satisfied.

Beyond two thousand meters, and still with this destructive power, Allen really felt it was acceptable.

Of course, he was able to do this because his physical fitness far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Otherwise, others wouldn't even be able to see it, let alone hit it.

"Your Majesty, that was a beautiful shot," Boltzmann flattered him.

"What is the cost of this gun?" Allen asked the most important question.

Although it seemed that there were no problems with the gun in any aspect, he was afraid that Boltzmann would give him an astronomical figure.

"The cost of this gun is about thirty gold coins each, and if we produce it on a large scale, and use the assembly line that Your Majesty mentioned before, the price will be reduced a lot. At that time, one gun will probably cost twenty gold coins," Boltzmann said to Allen with confidence, looking like he was well-prepared.

Chapter 471 Rifle, Submachine Gun, Heavy Machine Gun

"This gun can hold thirty rounds at a time. Here is the magazine, Your Majesty, please take a look," Boltzmann pointed to a direction on the gun.

Allen pressed it, and the magazine immediately jumped down. Allen quickly caught it and saw the silver-white bullets inside.

"Also, according to Your Majesty's request, we have also made a bayonet here."

Boltzmann pressed the front of the barrel, and a sharp bayonet popped out immediately.

"Very good, Boltzmann, you guys did a great job," Allen said to them.

Overall, Allen was very satisfied with them.

After all, the technical content of this gun was not low at all. Allen still felt it was good that they could complete it in just over a month.

"This is all we should do." Although they said so, they were still very excited.

"Your Majesty, this is our other work," Boltzmann took out another gun from behind.

"Based on Your Majesty's principle of firepower suppression, we have developed this submachine gun."

This gun looked much thicker than the previous rifle, and it was also longer. The magazine also extended out slenderly.

"This submachine gun can fire one hundred rounds at a time, and unlike rifles, they can all fire continuously."

"However, the accuracy is much lower, but the enemy is densely packed on the battlefield, so it shouldn't be a problem."

"Your Majesty, please take a look," Boltzmann handed the submachine gun to Allen.

Allen took it and felt that it was indeed much heavier than the previous rifle.

At the same time, many humanoid targets rose up a few hundred meters ahead.

Allen picked up the submachine gun with both hands and strafed the targets in front of him.

Dada dada! Dozens of streams of light rushed forward, and the targets in front of them suddenly became dilapidated, but some targets were unscathed, and indeed the accuracy of this submachine gun was not high.

However, in a few tens of seconds, one hundred bullets were fired.

"It seems that we need to prepare more magazines, otherwise, we will be living targets when the bullets run out. r."

Allen said, looking at the submachine gun.

Boltzmann hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is right. We will prepare ten backup magazines for each submachine gun, which is definitely enough. But in this case, two or three people will be needed to control one submachine gun."

"That's not a problem, after all, the power of a submachine gun is much greater than that of a rifle," Allen said nonchalantly.

"Your Majesty is right."

"By the way, have you developed the heavy machine gun that I asked you to develop?"

Allen still valued the heavy machine gun the most.

After all, although it was bulky and not easy to move, and was mostly used for defense,

But among all firearms, its power was definitely unparalleled.

As long as the shells were not used, it was definitely the overlord on the battlefield.

"Yes, yes, yes, push it up," Boltzmann said to the people below.

A man was seen pushing a small cart with a black cloth covering it.

Allen looked at this thing that was half a person tall, and his heart was also excited. He reached out and lifted the black cloth, and saw a steel creation placed on the cart.

The others skillfully moved the machine gun from the cart, with a huge base below.

It didn't seem to be ordinary steel. Some magic patterns were engraved on it, and it didn't seem to be very heavy. At least they could easily move it. "Your Majesty, this heavy machine gun has too much technology, and we don't need too many of them, so we used some magic arrays on it."

Boltzmann hurriedly added: "But they are not particularly complicated. A mid-level magician can solve it. And although the cost has increased by half, it is worth it in terms of power." Allen looked at Boltzmann's appearance and said with some amusement: "Don't worry so much, I'm not a fool. I won't let you use a good magic array and use a stupid method instead."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Boltzmann breathed a sigh of relief.

"This heavy machine gun has two rates of fire. The best rate of fire can reach one thousand rounds per minute, and it can also be reduced to three hundred rounds per minute."

"We use a bullet chain, and one bullet chain has one thousand bullets."

"Because the rate of fire is too fast, we used a lot of fire-based magic metal in the barrel to increase heat resistance to prevent the barrel from exploding."

"And we also engraved a cooling magic array on the barrel to greatly reduce the temperature."

"The entire magic array of the heavy machine gun is the levitation technique on the base, the cooling magic array on the barrel, and the acceleration magic array on the muzzle." Listening to Boltzmann's introduction, Allen's eyes lit up even more. He stroked the barrel of the heavy machine gun, liking it very much.

One thousand rounds per minute is definitely a powerful weapon on the battlefield.

Looking at the heavy machine gun in front of him, its height was almost to Allen's chest, which was also relatively reasonable.

Allen held the handles on both sides, adjusted it, and aimed directly at the targets that almost filled the shooting range. It seemed that they also knew the power of this thing.

As Allen turned on the switch, Boltzmann hurriedly connected the bullet chain on the side, and a tongue of fire flew out of the barrel crazily.

Empty shells continuously ejected from the barrel, quickly forming a small pile on the ground.

As Allen moved the muzzle, targets were riddled with holes and fell down.

Under such a terrifying net of bullets, nothing could escape.

Soon, a minute passed, and a thousand bullets were fired. The remaining targets on the range could be counted on one hand.

The ground was covered with fragments, a complete mess.

Allen touched the barrel and found it was only slightly warm, indicating the temperature was not a problem. "Boltzmann, what is the cost of these two types of guns?"

Boltzmann thought for a moment, "Your Majesty, a submachine gun plus (Nor Zhao's) spare magazines would cost about one hundred gold coins."

"The heavy machine gun, due to the use of magic arrays, is much more expensive, costing one thousand gold coins," Boltzmann said.

"Well, these guns don't need one per person like rifles, so the cost is acceptable."

Boltzmann said with some concern, "Your Majesty, these guns all require some magical materials to varying degrees. Although we have researched and found that the price is not particularly expensive, and the properties are very good, if we want millions of guns as Your Majesty said, then our Allen Kingdom's magical materials are far from enough."

Boltzmann couldn't help but worry. After all, without magical materials, ordinary steel would absolutely not work.

"There's no need to worry about that," Allen said, unconcerned.

"I have already reached an agreement with Prince William. They have promised to open up unlimited trade of magical materials to us."

Chapter 472: Research Difficulties

"That's great," Boltzmann said with a smile, very happy.

Allen was very proud when he thought of the firepower network of the machine guns. Although the Allen Kingdom already had large and small turrets with good power, which successfully resisted the undead invasion.

However, in that great battle, the shortcomings of the turrets were also exposed.

The biggest drawback was the high cost. A small turret cost nearly ten thousand gold coins, and a large turret cost nearly one hundred thousand gold coins.

Those weren't turrets, they were clearly gold platforms.

Moreover, turrets required energy blocks, which were an invention of the Odin Gusto Empire, containing huge amounts of energy, and the cost was definitely not low.

In that short half month, they spent nearly a thousand energy blocks, costing Allen nearly a billion gold coins.

If the undead had persisted, even if the supply of energy blocks could be maintained, the Allen Duchy's finances would not have been able to bear it.

Moreover, the power of the turrets was indeed great, but the protection was not satisfactory, especially when encountering those undead who were not afraid of death.

A considerable number of undead required some warriors to reach the front, using alchemical bombs or even engaging in personal combat.

And this musket perfectly solved this problem. The cost of a musket was much lower than that of a turret.

Moreover, the firepower network of muskets was more powerful than turrets.

Not to mention the amazingly fast-firing submachine guns and heavy machine guns, even ordinary rifles, under the attack of millions of troops, would be very terrifying.

"The research on this musket is probably not easy. You have encountered a lot of trouble, right?" Allen said with a sigh as he looked at them.

"That's right, Your Majesty," Boltzmann said, pouring out his grievances.

"The barrels and magic arrays are fine. We didn't spend too much time on them. The rifling was a bit troublesome, but we still completed it. The biggest problem is the bullets."

"Bullets?" Allen was a little surprised. He had previously thought that the material of the barrel was the most difficult.

Allen heard Boltzmann's words and couldn't help but pick up a shell from the ground and examine it carefully.

"That's right. This bullet is equivalent to a tiny alchemical bomb, no, even more complex."

"We need the bullet to have explosive power, both to propel the bullet out and not cause damage, and the bullet head must also be lethal."

Boltzmann sighed, "The most important thing is that it must be cheap. We previously considered engraving magic arrays on the bullets, but that would require ten gold coins per bullet."

"Finally, according to the method in Your Majesty's library, we used a special force to utilize the magic contained in magical plants."

"We put some magical plant fragments in the middle, and used a special device in the center of each gun to stimulate the magic inside."

"Finally, when firing, the gun stimulates the magic inside, and finally propels the bullet forward."

"Magical plants are not cheap either, how much does such a bullet cost?" Allen couldn't help but ask.

Boltzmann said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Although magical plants are needed, only a small amount is required, and since it is not for consumption, only the magic potion inside is collected."

"The entire magical plant is useful. We can completely collect those useless magical plants. A rifle bullet only needs about two or three copper coins. Even a heavy machine gun only needs ten copper coins."

"Hmm," Allen relaxed, looking at the small shell in his hand, not expecting it to be so difficult.

"How many of these guns can be produced in a month?" Allen was most concerned about this question, after all, he would be conquering the Source World in a month.

"If the factories in the kingdom are at full capacity, they should be able to produce twenty thousand muskets a month," Boltzmann said after thinking for a while.

"No, that's too slow," Allen said immediately.

He would be conquering the Source World in a month, what use would ten thousand musketeers be?

"Hmm."

Boltzmann thought, "If we alchemists and goblins work together, plus dwarves and mages, all the factories, maybe we can equip more than a million troops a month."

"This efficiency is acceptable," Allen nodded.

"However, we cannot maintain this speed continuously."

"It's okay, just do this for the first month, and then once a million troops are equipped, there's no need to rush."