Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

According to the pre-planned exercise plan, the volley of twenty magic powered cannons was just the starter of the ceremony.

Then the ironclad ship slowly towed a huge, heavy, three-masted wide-body wooden sailboat to the center of the river - this is the "scrap money" purchased by the military headquarters from the Longstone Chamber of Commerce branch of the Grizzly Fortress, and the civilian ironclad ship As a new type of transportation tool, the Longshi Chamber of Commerce had long been eager to dispose of the sailing wooden boat that had been used for more than ten years inexpensively.

It is obvious that this retired sail ship exists as a "simulation target" for live-fire exercises, and will end up like those giant floats soon.

The ironclad ships that had been docking neatly on the military docks turned the muzzles of the bows one after another. Six huge magic guns fired in a salvo and instantly blasted the wooden ship into powder, and the wooden ship was installed in advance. The large bucket of dragon flame powder instantly detonated and then the flames mixed with thick smoke rushed straight to the sky, creating a shaking momentum.

Then the free shooting time of the two heavy artillery was followed. As the buried dragon flames and alchemy explosives on the riverbank tidal flats were successively hit and detonated by artillery fire, twenty magic powered cannons mixed with the continuous roar of magic energy naval cannons, directly leading the exercise site. The atmosphere reached a climax - the smoke and dust caused by the explosion continued, and the area of ​​the shelling point of about one mile was blown up and riddled with holes. Even the people standing on the high ground could faintly feel the slight tremor from the city wall under their feet. .

The officials and nobles in the temporary stands outside the city shrank their necks and looked pale, and their backs were soaked in cold sweat and their butts kept moving on the chair... If it weren't for the power of the future king, many people would have been immediately Want to leave the seat and escape.

Pierce stood beside Harvey like a javelin, trying hard to maintain a cold and resolute expression, but in fact he was already excited... Pride and pride mixed with more complex emotions made him clench his fists secretly, and he couldn't help but secretly sideways. His eyes were aimed at Harvey sitting in a high-back chair.

"What? Do you remember the first time I led the army to fight?" Harvey felt the burning gaze of his subordinates, turned his head and chuckled.

Pierce was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied, "I remember when I first met you, I accidentally broke into your manor in Jackdaw Town because I was illiterate, and was stabbed by a wolf spider beast..."

Reiner, who was standing beside him, couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this.

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Compared to Harvey, who was so leisurely on the platform and a group of officials and nobles like frightened birds, the priest priest Garrett was in a different mood. As the secret prayer chosen by the Pope, although he had not studied any extraordinary magical skills, The observation ability is far beyond the reach of a human being.

The old priest never expected that Harvey would take the initiative to invite him to attend this strange military parade and live-fire exercise... He had heard in the past that the royal families or fiefs of the kings of the southern kingdoms often held public martial arts conferences, mostly recruiting Some knights or warriors competed alone, and selected the bravest and good at fighting one to be named "Chief", but the main purpose was to have some fun for the nobles, and at the same time show off their lord's force to the vassal lower nobles and local people.

But these magic weapons that were thunderous and rumbling in front of us were obviously different from the wooden gun blunt sword in the hands of the knight warrior.

A distance of nearly kilometers can be separated by simple operations by ordinary ordinary soldiers, and they can instantly smash the target into pieces, without even fighting directly, and there is no cruel scene of close combat and blood flying.

When it was the free shooting session, Garrett finally couldn't sit still. He subconsciously stood up and leaned forward slightly, trying hard to see the specific situation of the weapons.

Such a short casting gap... can continue to attack continuously... He even watched a phantom shot from the gun's mouth slightly deviate from the predetermined target location due to angle problems, and almost landed directly on the other side of the Ice Field River. !

The extreme attack distance of these magic weapons is not just within a thousand meters, and can even hit a further target!

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Harvey sitting upright on the middle high platform, and a thought that made him scared arises in his heart. This mage lord entrenched in the north was not secretly trained by a federation to disturb the secular kingdom. It's probably the exact opposite of what they expected. It's the rising lord of the North who secretly helped the Federation in turn!

The "Annihilation Gun" that the Federation invested in the Demonic Battlefield of the Evil Moon Mountains, and the "big killing weapon" that completely reversed the situation of the war should actually be handed over to them by the lord of the North, and his territory has more power. The killer weapon far exceeds the "Absolute Gun"!

In a chaotic mood, he saw the alchemy creature named Asdaren slowly walking to him, and seemed to see what he was thinking at a glance, and said quietly: "The range of the magic cannon is more than a thousand meters away. , This is actually not a huge secret... Your Majesty sets the target a little closer just to meet the needs of the audience. After all, it will lose the viewing effect even further away."

The old priest swallowed and asked hoarsely, "This is what you created... to deal with alien enemies from the center of the mainland, right?"

Asdaren chuckled and said lightly: "The enemy is the enemy, the nobles who do not want to surrender, the churches, demons, evil orcs, and demon lizard men who always secretly cause trouble for us... His Majesty believes that under the guns, All beings who are enemies of us are equal."

Garrett gritted his teeth and suddenly said a little disheartened: "The war of extermination between the two tribes involves life and death. It is far from enough to rely on the magic weapon in front of His Majesty Harvey. This is a must-have Only strength can compete with it..."

"What do you know?" Asdaren's tone became a little contemptuous, "Far from enough? Do you know how many mortals and alchemy beasts are working day and night in the military factory in Spark City? You know the whole St. Valen and How many supporting industries in the North are constantly providing us with raw materials? These epoch-making weapons production is a huge and independent system, in which more than 100,000 people bear their respective tasks and responsibilities. How can you be naive? I think we can only use this weapon to deal with all the enemies?”

The old priest was silent for a moment, looked up at Asdaren and said, "You have told me so many secrets directly without His Majesty's permission. Are you not worried about being punished afterwards?"

"This is what Your Majesty said. I am just a melody who is responsible for reposting..." Asdaren made a shrug in a human way, then leaned into Garrett's ear and whispered, "Your Majesty also said... …”

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"It is also all through gathering and driving the people to maintain their own rule... but you use illusory gods and faith, while we use … hope and ideal."