This kind of weapon, as early as World War I, the British army used a projectile barrel called the "Levins Cannon".

"This thing in front of you can also be called a weapon?" Wilfield couldn't believe it.

However, after learning from the "Bronze Cannon", she did not dare to make a decision lightly.

"To be honest, I don't know its power, although blacksmith Noi emphasized in his letter how powerful it is!"

Domeric spread his hands, "So we have to test it first!"

The bottom of the cylinder is sealed and buried in the soil to hold it in place.

Then the propellant, sealing device, and "explosive package" wrapped in thick canvas are loaded in sequence.

Then according to the target to be attacked, set the launch elevation angle of the cylinder, fix the elevation angle, ignite the propellant, and eject the "explosive package"...

"Everyone back off!"

He retreated far away with Wilfield, nearly a hundred meters away.

Until everyone retreated, the "flying thunder cannon" was ignited.

Seeing the sparks flying and the smoke filling the air, the onlookers held their breath subconsciously.

Wilfield looked at the smoke-filled cylinder and felt a little curious.

There is a hint of coolness at the port in autumn.

She couldn't help but shrink into Domeric's arms.

Just as Wilfield moved her body, preparing to turn her chest sideways.

At this time, the propellant in the cylinder was ignited, and the "explosive package" flew into the distance with a pop, flying more than 100 meters.

A shocking loud noise followed -

"Boom!"

The fire flashed away, and a large amount of soil and gravel was lifted up by the air waves and rushed into the air about ten meters.

Because the distance was so close, the explosion sound and shock wave arrived almost simultaneously.

The tremor of the earth was fleeting.

Wilfield felt her ears buzzing, and the world suddenly became quiet.

Looking up, I saw gravel and mud falling like rain.

When the dust settled and the woman in his arms looked confused, Domeric couldn't help but pinch her little face:

"How's the power?"

Domeric asked deliberately with a straight face, but the smile in his tone could no longer be hidden.

"This..." Wilfield was so stunned that she couldn't speak.

She also witnessed the "Holy Fire of the Gods" during the "Battle of Harrenhal".

But compared to the "holy fire" stuffed into the tunnel, the one in front of me can actually fly, and it can fly very far!

As for Earl Mouton and several other knights, they were stunned with fear.

They knew the trip was to test a new weapon, but they didn't expect the weapon's popularity to be so amazing.

Perhaps only the "Thunder of the Gods" can compare with it!

Domeric stood up and led everyone to the explosion point. There was a pit about half a meter deep on the ground.

Everything within six meters of the explosion center was turned into powder.

He also asked someone to measure the flight distance of the "explosive package", which was almost 500 feet, or about 150 meters.

In previous lives, "flying thunder cannons" frequently appeared in various war movies and TV dramas.

A row of "flying thunder cannons" hit them at every turn, making the enemy on the opposite side cry for father and mother. It was so good!

However, the actual combat performance of the "Flying Thunder Cannon" is far from as exaggerated as shown in movies and TV series.

The emergence of this kind of gun was to break the deadlock formed by the confrontation between the two sides along the trenches during World War I, and it achieved certain results.

But the shortcomings are also very obvious: the shooting accuracy is not good, and the barrel often explodes.

First of all, this kind of gun fires explosive packets, and its range and accuracy cannot be controlled at all.

Sometimes it even hits 200 or 50 meters away, and sometimes it can't even hit [-] meters.

Some "explosive packets" of poor quality may very well explode the cylinder from which they are launched before they are ejected.

Its safety is not guaranteed.

In actual combat, it often happens that "explosive packets" are not thrown far, accidentally injuring friendly troops, and exploding the barrel, causing casualties to the launcher.

Secondly, it can only be used in open areas and cannot adapt to complex battlefield environments, making it difficult to use.

"Flying thunder cannon" naturally has no place to be used on a battlefield filled with hot weapons.

But on the cold weapon battlefield, it is a great magic weapon.

Because it can effectively destroy enemy formations, especially infantry formations.

In the cold weapon battlefield, formation is really important.

Once the formation is broken, it is basically a passive situation of being beaten.

Domeric couldn't help but smile. Imagine being in a dense infantry phalanx or a charging cavalry group...

What kind of scene would it be if an "explosive package" suddenly fell?

Chapter 280 It’s not a rumor, it’s a fly on a corpse

Bitter Bridge.

An ancient stone arch bridge is erected over the Mandeb River.

It is said that when walking on the bridge, you can still hear the ghosts of the massacred people wailing in your ears.

"Sister, it's windy by the river, we'd better go back."

The speaker was a young man sitting in a wheelchair. He had a beard, a thin face, and a peaceful temperament.

This person is none other than Willas Tyrell, the eldest son of the Tyrell family and heir to Highgarden.

In the plot, Lord Tywin Lannister even asked Queen Cersei to remarry him.

Lord Tywin's calculations are very loud, so that he can win over the "Rose" family and quell the scandal between Cersei and Jaime.

However, this suggestion was rejected without mercy by the Tyrell family.

The reason was that Cersei Lannister, who had "lost her beauty", was not worthy of being the heir of Highgarden. Later, his brother "Knight of Flowers" Loras reluctantly accepted...

Willas Tyrell loves to learn, is well-educated, gentle and polite, and is famous for taming the best falcons, hunting dogs and horses in the Seven Kingdoms.

He is handsome, but he is lame!

It was during a tournament that Willas's leg was crippled by Prince Oberon Martell, the "Red Viper".

It was also his first tourney, and Oberon threw him off his horse.

Unfortunately, Villas's foot was entangled in the stirrup, and when he fell, he was pinned by his mount. Eventually, Villas's knee was completely shattered and he became disabled.

Although this incident intensified the long-standing hatred between the Tyrell and Martell families.

But Willas Tyrell never blamed Prince Oberon, and the two parties maintained a long-term correspondence because they shared a common hobby of cooking horse meat...

After this incident, he had no hope of becoming a great knight and had to follow the path of a scholar.

So Vilas devoted himself wholeheartedly to academic research.

Villas's grandmother, Mrs. Olenna Redwine, "Old Rose" and "Queen of Thorns", although she did not like her son, Duke of Metz, she spoke highly of her eldest grandson.

Likewise, Willas's reputation among his younger siblings, Highgarden, and even the nobility of the Reach is high.

Margaery Tyrell wrinkled her pretty pink nose:

"What's wrong with blowing the wind? How can I be so fragile?"

Now you are the queen!

Vilas wanted to say this, but precisely because of his sister's status as queen, he couldn't say anything.

He had no choice but to continue following "Little Rose", with a maid behind him slowly pushing the wheelchair.

"Margery, I heard a bad rumor recently."

Vera paused and was silent for a while, then said in a solemn tone: "It's about His Majesty Renly and Loras..."

Margaery stopped and turned to look at her brother.

She put her index finger on the side of her cheek and smiled: "My dear brother, this is not a rumor!"

"What?" Vilas's face suddenly fell: "Is this true!"

"That's right!"

Margaery nodded, grinded her teeth, and said with a smile: "The love between Loras and His Majesty is stronger than gold."

"Although I have heard about it a long time ago, I always thought that it was a rumor deliberately spread by someone, but I didn't expect..."

Vilas twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Margery, do you mind?"

"Why do you mind? One of them is my husband and the other is my brother. They are both people who love me..."

Margaery pursed her lips and smiled charmingly.

"Okay, as long as you are happy." Vilas suddenly felt very tired.

He felt that he should not continue on this topic with his sister.

At this moment, a horse galloped in the distance, with a knight from the Tyrell family on top.

Vilas saw at a glance that the horse was very tired and foaming at the mouth.

"Your Majesty, Sir Willas!"

The knight dismounted and almost rolled to the two of them, "Ser Loras sent me back! There is also his personal letter."

He quickly took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Queen Margaery Tyrell.

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