Warlord: King of All Clans

If Leo had watched the test of the magic mecha, he would have laughed like a pig.

This is like a modern developed country that developed the first main battle tank but failed to develop a cannon. When fighting, it can only control the tank and swing the gun barrel to hit people.

Is this reasonable?

If all else fails, just fill two baskets with shot put and become a metal primitive man.

In fact, Master Freeman has also considered the long-range combat capability of the magic mecha, but due to funding issues, it has not yet been developed.

The magic mecha is originally very expensive and beyond his financial means.

If Her Royal Highness had not established the Royal Academy of Sciences and attracted a large amount of investment for him, and if Norin had not brought back Master Virgil's second-generation core control module from the distant North Atrium, his mecha would still be in its infancy.

After hearing what Her Royal Highness the Princess said, Master Freeman fell into deep thought and began to consider the feasibility.

The power of Hewan firearms on the battlefield had already spread to the southern border.

Communications here are more developed, and many large cities have their own newspapers. Not only the upper classes who have their own information channels, but even ordinary town residents can learn about muskets and artillery through newspapers.

The inventors in the imperial capital were also surprised to find that the dwarf muskets that had been collected in the museum for hundreds of years could be made so powerful by simply lengthening the barrel, thickening the barrel, and optimizing the gunpowder formula.

The original dwarven musket is actually the same as the current kobold musket. Due to the height and long arms of the dwarves, they cannot use powerful longbows and can only use crossbows and muskets.

The dwarves' superior forging skills made their military technology superior to that of humans thousands of years ago.

But the dwarven muskets of hundreds of years ago were still only at the level of the kobold muskets. The entire musket was less than one meter long, and the gunpowder formula was backward. It needed to add expensive magic stone crystal dust to increase the power, and it could not penetrate plate armor.

The performance of River Bay firearms has now allowed the alchemists in the southern region to keenly discover the business opportunities.

The economy and technology in the South are more developed. If the North can build it, they can build it too!

The population in the southern border is more densely populated, which is more suitable for the musketeers' human wave tactics!

The Northern Legion takes the route of elite troops. All members of the main legion are armored and have strong individual combat effectiveness.

If the Southern Border Legion wants to march north, it can only follow suit, greatly increase its armor coverage, and build expensive war weapons.

Those unarmored serfs in the southern border can be used to fill the gaps in the war in the southern border, but they will be lambs to be slaughtered in the northern border.

The serf soldiers, who only had sickles and hayforks, were no match for the tall and strong elite infantry of the North who were heavily armored. Ten of them could not defeat one.

But what if hundreds of thousands of serfs each had an armor-piercing musket?

Even if so many muskets could not be manufactured, the dense population could produce a large amount of saltpeter to provide enough ammunition.

This kind of thinking appears in the minds of many people and is put into practice.

Now several border earldoms and the imperial capital's royal family are researching firearms, and matchlock rifles, arquebuses, and flintlock rifles are beginning to appear like mushrooms after a rain.

Master Freeman could be said to be a pioneer in the field of muskets. He looked down upon these low-level products, but that did not mean he ignored their existence. On the contrary, he understood the principles of gunpowder weapons better than anyone else.

The enemy of the magic mecha is a high-level extraordinary being. It does not need to be equipped with crude gunpowder weapons, but only needs to use the principles of gunpowder weapons.

The driver of the magic mecha is an extraordinary person who practices both magic and martial arts. In order to fire a bullet, he does not need a firing device, a primer, or even black gunpowder.

All you need to do is master the pointed bullet and rifling technology, use the expensive magic stone crystal dust as propellant, and use magic power to fire the bullet.

The caliber is large enough, and even high-level extraordinary people cannot withstand the attack of mecha bullets.

Thinking of this, Freeman was excited and nodded, "This is not difficult. I will immediately form a team to conduct research!"

Then he looked at the exploded mecha and said, "Master Virgil's core control module is still too large and takes up too much space. It would be great if it could be reduced by half."

"Unfortunately, I don't even fully understand how this control module works, so I can't replicate it, let alone optimize it."

In fact, Freeman's words were still euphemistic. He had no inheritance of elven technology, so not only did he have only a vague understanding of the working principles, he didn't even know what material this core control module was made of.

The entire magic mecha costs 100,000 gold, but it does not include this core control module, but the latter is obviously the core of the entire mecha.

However, this core control module is now as large as one square meter, and together with its base, it squeezes out one cubic meter of space inside the trunk of the magic mecha, so that the drive device has to be reduced in size.

Hearing this, the little mouse smiled slightly, "Don't worry about that, just list all your needs and I'll send them to the atrium to solve them!"

Freeman was immediately envious, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Next spring, I plan to go to the atrium to study."

The entire magic mecha has embodied the empire's cutting-edge technology, but it still has many shortcomings.

The miniaturization of control modules, the improvement of the strength of metal accessories, and the efficiency of magic energy conversion are all beyond the ability of the Empire's current technology to solve.

Freeman couldn't wait any longer. Since the technology in the imperial capital couldn't help him, he might as well go directly to the atrium.

Hearing Freeman's words, the little mouse agreed but was also a little worried.

Such words have been spoken by many members of the Royal Academy of Sciences. This year, several top scientists in the imperial capital have left the capital and headed north.

The little mouse is no longer the young and ignorant little girl she used to be. She certainly hopes that Leo, who controls the atrium, will have many talented people at his disposal.

But at the same time, she is also the heir to the empire and the future empress of the empire.

The empire's top talents are all heading to the atrium. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Ever since the princess of the empire established the Academy of Sciences in the name of the royal family, and brought a large number of scientists, master craftsmen, literati, and scholars under the protection of the royal power, the scientific culture of the imperial capital immediately ushered in a booming development.

Those inventors and scholars who were suppressed by the church communicated with each other and verified their life's learning, and wrote down their life's learning in books. A large number of natural science and social science works appeared before the world.

The imperial capital in the south is now like the river bend in the north. A new invention appears every day, and the streets are full of new things.

The imperial capital with a population of one million is countless times larger than Hewan. It gathers the top talents from all walks of life in the entire empire. Once the shackles of scientific research are opened, the pace of progress will become faster and faster.

But at the same time, the faster new ideas emerge, the faster they break traditions, and therefore the greater the resistance they face.

Many overwhelmed talents would rather leave the imperial capital and go to the freer river bay than struggle in the quagmire of the imperial capital.

They would rather travel through the war-torn areas and go to the distant river bay than stay in the imperial capital. This is not good news for the imperial royal family.

With this worry in mind, the little mouse celebrated his birthday. After taking a bath, he lay on the big bed in the bedroom, looking at the exquisite imperial calendar. Suddenly, he said to the maid beside him: "It should be snowing in the North at this time, right?"

How could the palace maid, who was born and raised in the imperial capital, know all this? She was at a loss when she heard this.

The little mouse said helplessly, "Call Norin."

Norin was practicing swordplay at the Sword Saint's Dojo and had not yet gone to bed. She rushed over immediately after hearing the news.

I looked at the princess and immediately understood what she was thinking.

The little mouse only asked one word, "Go?"

Noreen nodded without hesitation, "Go!"