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Prince Hill saw the whole process of pulling the bolt and loading the gun. He was naturally itchy. He took a bullet from the elf warrior, stuck it awkwardly into the magazine, and then tried to pull the bolt.

The elf warrior was so frightened that he quickly moved his gun away from the direction of the elf king and pointed it at the open space.

Prince Hill looked at King Menai and smiled awkwardly, then with the help of the elf warrior, he lowered the bolt of the gun, put the handle of the gun on his shoulder, and aimed at the target in the distance.

"When your sight is aligned with the pointer on the muzzle through the gap here, and it is in line with the target, pull the trigger with your finger, and the bullet will be fired. However, there will be a lot of recoil at the moment of firing. You have to be careful.”

Prince Hill took aim for a while, then slowly fired back. After a gunshot, a stone next to the target was hit with debris flying.

Prince Hill rubbed his shoulders and said, "This thing is really exciting."

"The recoil of the Elf Rifle is indeed not small, but you can get used to it after exercising for a while. Its biggest advantage is that it saves energy. You don't have to draw the bow like a bow and arrow. You only need to put a few layers of animal skin on the shoulders to reduce the recoil. I can keep shooting."

Prince Hill tried to pull the bolt, fired a few shots with his gun empty, and then reluctantly handed the gun to the Elf King.

The Elf King tried to aim at the target in the distance through the aiming mechanism, and said: "This aiming method is indeed very simple, completely different from the bow and arrow aiming method that relies on practice and feeling.

I heard that this thing, combined with special bullets, can kill magicians thousands of meters away. Do you have those kind of bullets?"

The elf warrior shook his head and said: "The gun with that kind of bullet is a demon hunting gun. Mine is an elf rifle and cannot fire such bullets. The demon hunting gun is larger than the elf rifle, and so are the bullets.

However, we did not bring a demon hunting gun with us this time. Lord Darren thought that it was not suitable to use a demon hunting gun when sailing, so he equipped us with another weapon. "

Prince Hill said: "What kind of weapon? Bring it over and have a look."

"Well, that kind of weapon is more dangerous. It's being kept by Patriarch Dick. Wait a minute, I'll go to Patriarch Dick and ask for one."

After finishing talking about the elf tactics, he ran to Dick's side. There was a small wooden box next to Dick's luggage, and there were ten wooden handle grenades placed there.

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Dick glanced at the elf warrior and said, "Don't forget the safety rules. Remember, the person standing there is the royal family of your elves."

The elf warrior nodded: "Remember."

"Then take it. I hope you never end up like Darren."

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Dick's eyes looked towards the elf warriors, and he felt relieved when he saw King Minai retreating far away with the elf.

The mountains and forests where the elves live are different from the wilderness. The loud sound of the wooden handle grenade carries echoes, constantly impacting everyone's eardrums and brains.

Dick heard a short crash in the echo, looked around quickly, and found that a wooden building not far away had collapsed.

He and Margery looked at each other and hurriedly ran over there. When they got there, they grabbed the scattered wood and threw it around. Margery also carefully controlled the magic and cleaned up the fallen house.

The two of them had only worked a few times when they discovered that there were piles of dry wood under the collapsed wooden house. Then they put down the things in their hands angrily and returned to the original place.

However, looking at the elves still standing there in a daze, the two of them looked at each other and found that there was a suppressed smile in each other's eyes.

For this reason, Margery felt a little guilty and thought to herself: What's wrong with me? Am I following outsiders to watch the jokes about my royal family? It's so inappropriate.

In fact, none of them noticed that all the novel changes in the Cattail City camp were subtly affecting them, causing them to unknowingly distance themselves from the people outside the camp.

To put it harshly, when they looked at the people outside the camp and were amazed or shocked by the wonders of the camp, they forgot that they had also gone through that stage. Instead, they looked at them in a way similar to that of a country bumpkin who saw several floors. The kind of mentality that city people look at country people, look at people outside the camp.

This generation of elf kings has experienced wars in the elf forest, and has also seen magic at the level of the Grand Magister. They have experienced big scenes, but at the beginning they were all shocked by the small metal lump with a wooden handle in the hands of the elf warriors. I was so confused that I never thought that this little thing had such a bad temper.

The Elf King took everyone to look at the small crater created by the explosion, and felt that the sound of this thing did not match its strength.

But when the elven warriors took them to carefully observe the metal fragments embedded in stones and trees around the explosion crater, these elves realized what the consequences would be if this thing exploded in the crowd. The four Words, heavy casualties.

Not only that, the huge noise caused by the explosion of this thing will also frighten the enemies or mounts, affecting the formation and effect of the charge.

Regarding this point, the Elf Warrior also explained it in the following introduction.

“So, the elf rifle is a long-range attack weapon, and the wooden handle grenade is a melee defensive weapon, specially used to deal with attacking enemies.

However, you need to be careful when using a wooden handle grenade, because its fragmentation damage may hurt yourself due to being too close, so it is best to find a blocking object before using it. "

Prince Hill said: "This thing won't explode suddenly. It's too dangerous. I still like the Elf Rifle. The name of this weapon is indeed correct. It is really suitable for us elves to use."

By the way, how many elf rifles and bullets did you bring this time?"

The elf warrior did not reply, but glanced in the direction of Dick and Margery. Dick shrugged imperceptibly, and Margery stood up with a wry smile on his lips.

"Your Highness, we did not bring the Elf Rifle this time because the area of ​​the camp has increased, and both the salt fields and mechanical processing require a large number of manpower protection.

Therefore, the elf rifles produced now are all allocated to the soldiers in the camp and those who protect the navigation of the fleet.

Lord Darren said that we need to wait for certain raw materials to be mass-produced before we can supply new weapons such as elf rifles to the Hazy Moon Forest. "

Prince Hill frowned and said, "What do you mean? Can you explain it more simply?"

"There is just a lack of materials, so the quantity is not enough now, so we can't give it to the Hazy Moon Forest. The salt fields in the camp are too important and need new weapons to protect them."