Chapter 9
"According to my speculation, if there are no accidents, the war is likely to break out within half a year." Earl Fischero said to Tang Mo worriedly: "Unfortunately, Cyric may stand on the side of Susas this time." that side."

"Why?" Wes frowned and interjected.

"If Susas occupies North Ridge, then the coal and iron here can be supplied cheaply to Cyric's factories." The earl explained, then pushed open the door, and led a few people into the temporary Remodeled canteen.

Sure enough, a table of meals was prepared here. There were prey from Northridge on the not-so-exquisite trays, and rabbit meat and venison were placed in conspicuous positions.

"Come on, sit down." The count took off his cloak, folded it, and hung it casually on the back of his chair.

Only then did Tang Mo see that on the other side of the long sword hanging from the earl's waist, there was also an exquisitely shaped flintlock gun that had been carefully tuned at first glance.

It was a style that everyone was familiar with, a Cyric flintlock gun that no matter how finely carved it was, could not conceal its essence.

"I think you must have heard about me if you came here with Wes." Fischero moved the knife and fork first, stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and said while chewing.

"I heard that there are people who need weapons here, so I came here." Tang Mo didn't hold back, picked up the tableware and said to the Earl who didn't look like an Earl in front of him: "Your reputation is far and wide, Lord Earl. "

"Anyone can brag, I don't need you to do this, you know what I want, so I won't gossip. I want to see the weapon test immediately, can you arrange it?" Fisher came so quickly, It seemed that he was more anxious than Tang Mo who was selling things.

It is conceivable that the current border war cloud has become so dense that the earl whose territory is on the border is so desperately looking for a chance of victory.

"Of course, the things are in the carriage!" Tang Mo didn't intend to wrong his stomach, since the other party was eager to see the goods, then the matter was half done.

He has confidence in his new needle gun, so he is sure that as long as people who really need weapons see this new gun, they will definitely make the most correct choice.

The Earl is eager to see the new firearms, and Tang Mo is also anxious to sell his own products, so it is natural that the breakfast will be eaten quickly.

"Tiger, all of you come here." As he passed the lawn, the Earl waved to several officers in the distance, motioning for them to come over and watch the test firing of new weapons: "I found a new weapons dealer, He said that his weapon can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the troops."

"My lord, we have seen at least three liars like this." An officer with a long sword and musket hanging on his waist led several officers over, looking at Tang Mo with unkind eyes.

Tang Mo ignored the gaze, and took the K1 quick gun that was originally carefully prepared for Baron Stella from Wes.

He pulled the bolt of the gun with ease, then took two bullets from Wes's hand, and motioned to everyone.

Then he handed one of the bullets to the earl, and then he stuffed another bullet into the chamber of the K1 fast gun.

Immediately afterwards, he turned the bolt to close the gun, and pulled the trigger against the sky.A sharp gunshot echoed, and everyone smelled a faint smell of gunpowder.

The whole process only lasted a few seconds, so everyone, including the Earl, who was used to the reloading speed of the flintlock gun, stared at Tang Mo's next move in dumbfounded.

Tang Mo pulled the bolt of the gun, and after cleaning the chamber in a simple way, he took the second paper-cased fixed-load bullet from Earl Fischero who was still there, and stuffed it into himself. In the chamber of the gun, push the bolt again, rotate the bolt closed, and complete the loading.

He raised the rifle again, pointed it at the sky, and pulled the trigger calmly for the second time.The second shot followed, hitting the hearts of every officer present like a cannon.

This set of operations Tang Mo performed in front of Baron Stella, but the shock it brought to the baron was obviously not as great as it was given to these officers who actually led troops to fight.

The officers in front of them, including Earl Fischero, are all going to lead troops into the battlefield at critical moments. The impact of the new weapons on them is simply indescribable.

"Do you need to fire a few more shots?" Tang Mo had a faint smile on his face, and then handed the K1 fast gun in his hand to Earl Fischero, who hadn't quite recovered yet.

The other party subconsciously took the gun from Tang Mo's hand, and stroked the metal pattern inlaid on the wood on the gun with his hand, quite like stroking his lover.

Fischero was cautious, as if he was afraid of breaking the artifact in front of him. After a few seconds, he raised his head and looked at Tang Mo: "Can I try?"

"No problem, but this gun will be sold at a brand new price." Tang Mo smiled and agreed to the Earl's request.

"Okay, okay." The earl nodded gratefully to Tang Mo, and then he saw Tang Mo take a few rounds of cardboard fixed ammunition from Weiss.

While asking Tang Mo for advice, he followed Tang Mo's example and simply cleaned the barrel of the gun, then inserted a bullet, and then simply closed the bolt.

This process is really too simple and convenient, so simple that he has an incredible feeling.

The flintlock guns equipped by the troops before had already made him feel very simple when dealing with these steps, but compared with the needle gun in front of him, it was really different.

The weapon in front of me can really change the rules of war!Its simple operability can be said to be subversive.

After pushing the bolt on and closing the chamber, the Earl even felt a timid feeling. He was afraid that he would damage the treasure in front of him.

After he prepared everything, he picked up the long gun, aimed it at the distant sky, and then carefully pulled the trigger, he felt a huge impact from the butt of the gun on his shoulder.

"Boom!" The third gunshot echoed in everyone's ears, including those officers who came to visit together.

The officer named Tiger, who was still advising the earl to be careful of liars just now, can only swallow his saliva at this time.

If it wasn't for the Earl who was playing with this new rifle, he would have snatched it over to take a closer look at this ultimate murder weapon whose rate of fire is more than three times faster than that of a flintlock.

Yes, he still doesn't know the name of this thing, so like Weiss, he also named the unknown weapon in front of him a secondary and domineering name: "Ultimate Rifle".

According to Tang Mo's words, the count unbolted the gun again, and blew the ashes and residues in the barrel of the gun in a daze, carefully as if he was shaking a child who had just turned one month old.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no large residues in the barrel, he took another bullet from Tang Mo and stuffed it into the barrel.

This time, his movements became much smoother, which reminded him of an exciting detail—the training cost of this weapon is much lower than that of the flintlock!

With this new type of rifle, even if he recruits some farmers and trains them a little, he can almost meet the standard of a regular army.

The fear that the peasants would go to the battlefield and increase the casualties before disappeared with the fourth shot of this rifle.

The earl was in a good mood for a while, and watched Tang Mo speak, but couldn't remember the name of this new weapon for a while: "This..."

"K1 Quick Gun, Lord Earl." The understanding Tang Mo reminded him.

"...K, K1 fast gun... How much is it?" The count was a little uncomfortable with Tang Mo's naming method, because the Cyric flintlock gun was obviously named after the Cyric consortium.

"Five gold coins each, and a matching brush and ammunition bag!" Tang Mo introduced his weapons, familiar with the way: "Bullets cost 3 silver coins each. If you buy them in large quantities, they can be even cheaper."

"How many K1 guns do you have?" The price is reasonable. After all, this is a better firearm than the Cyric flintlock, so it is understandable that it is slightly more expensive.So after hearing the price, the Earl asked with an impatient expression on his face.

At this moment, he has made up his mind, even if he loses his fortune, he will buy 500!No, a thousand!

"Ten." Unfortunately, Tang Mo gave an answer that disappointed him.

Tang Mo's financial situation was very bad before, so he had no way to produce a large number of rifles first.So he is just writing a blank check, and can only go back to produce as soon as possible after getting the order.Even, he even has to squeeze out the funds for production expansion from the profit.

"Too few, I want at least 600... no, 700!" The Earl was obviously taken aback after hearing Tang Mo's answer, then he shook his head and expressed his psychological expectation.

Hearing what he said, Tang Mo naturally hoped to meet his request. Although 700 rifles a year was a challenge, it was also an opportunity.

If Tang Mo can really complete such a production quantity, then his production capacity can eat up the gun business of the entire kingdom.

At that time, he will be able to fight against the Cyric Consortium within the Kingdom of Wright, and it is also at that stage that he will have the basic ability to protect himself in the true sense.

So Tang Mo said to the Earl, "Lord Earl, it will take a long time. After all, the largest gun production workshop in the kingdom can only produce 300 rifles a year."

"What we lack is time. It would be great if I could have known you a few years earlier." The count's face was gray, as if he was becoming more and more dissatisfied with the dangerous status quo of his territory.

(End of this chapter)

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