Alien world

Chapter 314 167. Magic Gunpowder Rifle
The burning torch approached the fuse, and after the gray fuse made a "hissing" sound like a snake spitting out a letter, the guard who was reminded by Annan ran back to the city wall.

Annan covered his ears, and Ingrid next to him cast a puzzled look and said something. Annan didn't hear clearly, but it didn't prevent him from guessing: "Just do it."

Michael had already done so, Ingrid and Ely Gravel covered their ears, and the long lead burned to the end.

After a short period of silence, the gunpowder barrel standing about 50 meters away from the city wall turned into a fireball in an instant. The terrifying explosion lifted the surrounding gravel and brought the smell of sulfur and saltpeter to the city wall. Half of Xingyue Bay was The first deafening roar of black powder and its rising black silhouette could be heard.

Ingrid looked at Annan's side face complicatedly, "Is this magic?" asked the old Zoren who knew nothing.

"This is science..." After thinking for a while, Annan added: "Magic science."

It was difficult for Michael to improve the black powder in seven days, so Michael used the ingenuity of the mage-he added a fast-burning magic material to the inferior black powder that could not be fully burned, so that the black powder Finally reached the power of black powder.

According to the naming of magic images and magic newspapers, it should be called magic black powder.

Four things are more cumbersome than three things, and magic materials are usually linked to a lot of value, but at this time it is quite exciting

Annan was very happy, and asked the guards to bring a money bag with 100 gold coins and a treasure chest with 500 gold coins to give Michael a choice: take 100 gold coins to study magic energy, or take 500 gold coins to continue to improve black powder, let him A similar effect can be achieved without the addition of magic ingredients.

"Do you want to improve?"

"Black gunpowder has the original power with the addition of magic materials, so wouldn't it be more powerful to add magic materials after improvement?"

Annan called it enchantment.

Michael chose the latter, he was used to money, he could not go back to the previous life of earning gold coins as a mercenary.

Annan and the others walked down the city wall and came to the shallow black pit blown out of the gunpowder barrel.Francois checked the scarecrows placed next to him in turn.

Scarecrows in cloth clothes are the worst and don't have complete parts.The fur-covered scarecrow burned severely towards the hair of the explosive barrel, and the fur couldn't stop the explosion, and the barrel fragments blasted into the scarecrow's body.Starting from the leather armor, the power of the explosion is only superficial.There were more or less scratches and holes in the leather armor, but when it came to the armor, there was only black dust on the surface, which made Francois regretful.

Obviously the sound of the explosion sounds no less than a high-level spell...

"What if nails were added to the powder keg?"

Annan expanded Francois's thinking, letting him imagine that the gunpowder keg was thrown into the rat tide, and it exploded, and the splashed iron nails penetrated into the bodies of the ratmen around them, and they fell down like wheat.

"So...Master Annan...does this have anything to do with me?" The old Zoren who was called from the haunted gold mine shook his legs inexplicably.

"What do you think is the effect of using black... magic gunpowder to blast mines?"

"A keg of magic gunpowder is worth ten...no, fifty miners for a day's work!
Annan gave old Zuolun a batch of magic gunpowder, and used the ore to test the power of the magic gunpowder: "But pay attention to safety, every resident of Xingyue Bay is a precious asset."

Limestone mines also play a role.It doesn't matter which lime was struck by the pickaxe and which was exploded by gunpowder.

In addition, Annan also asked the old Zuolun to invite the mayor on his behalf and let them move to Xingyue Bay.

"I... represent you?" Old Zoren's lame leg trembled even more.

"There are far more people who know you in the north than the mayor."

The excited old Zuo Lun ran fast, his legs were no longer lame, and he was able to hold his head up against Huo Lin.

Next up is the main event, the Magic Powder Rifle.Because everything from the barrel to the trigger and the front sight is shaped by magic by elite mages, and the bullets are poured by copper whiskers using molds, so they are the same as plate armor—there are no two black powder rifles that are exactly the same in this world.

The advantages are the same as the plate armor, and the weight of about 10 pounds makes it really useful for hitting people.

Guards in full armor brought the Scarecrow.Annan loaded the ammunition, put the butt of the gun on his shoulder, and aimed at the scarecrow about 20 meters away.

The 10-pound gun isn't heavy, but it's hard to hold it steady.After maintaining his balance for more than ten seconds, Annan pulled the trigger.

bang——

The gunfire startled the sparrows in the open space, black smoke rose, Annan put down his rifle, and the scarecrow on the opposite side was safe and sound.

"Something wrong with the front sight."

Annan opened the blackened barrel without cleaning it, continued to load the bullet, aimed at the scarecrow, and pulled the trigger again.

bang——

The scarecrow is still as clean as new, and the workers of the water mill in the distance are pointing towards this side.Annan observed the copper bullet and rubbed it with his fingers: "The bullet is irregular...the mold needs to be improved."

Load the third bullet and squeeze the trigger a third time.

bang——

The guards on the city wall looked here curiously.

"..." Annan frowned and rubbed his shoulders under the gaze of Ingrid and the others: "The recoil force is too great, and ordinary soldiers may feel uncomfortable after firing five to seven shots...We have to find a way to relieve the force."

"How to do it?"

"Use... I don't know, let's try first."

Annan can only guide the direction macroscopically.

Throwing the black powder rifle to Francois, Annan walked up to the target, observed it and asked the guard next to him, "How do you feel?"

"Report to the lord! It feels like I was hit by an elf!" The guard with three sunken bullet marks on the breastplate reported.

"The Magic Powder Rifle is easy on unarmored and leather armored enemies, but it can't do damage to heavy armor."

Annan patted him on the shoulder: "I hope you don't blame me, I want to know if the plate armor can block the magic gunpowder rifle..."

"For Xingyue Bay!" The guard's muffled shout came out from the helmet.

Annan nodded in relief, and walked towards the waterwheel mill with Bronzebeard.

Ingrid deliberately stayed behind and told the guards: "The lord just doesn't know how to use the magic powder rifle correctly, he didn't shoot you on purpose..."

"I know, it is my honor to be beaten by Mr. Annan!" The young guard puffed out his chest proudly.

"That's good."

Ingrid caught up with Annan, and they stood outside the watermill, discussing how to train soldiers.

Annan's suggestion is to first make a hundred magic powder rifles, select 100 professional musketeers from the guards, and then make improvements based on their feedback.

The Water Mill keeps making about 30 Magic Powder Rifles every day.If the Ratmen kept going north, they would approach Xingyue Bay in about five months, and they would have two months to improve.

The obsolete magic powder rifle can still be sold to Olmedo.

(End of this chapter)