Warhammer Throne

Baron Jean led the winter morning on an overcast day.

In the main bedroom, Ryan was still resting, but the maid Olika was already awake. She barely stood up and changed her prepared maid clothes with some trembling legs.

She now felt that she was full of magic again.

Olika tied her long black hair with a tiara and hair band. She put on a new set of maid costumes. While Ryan was still awake, she walked gently to the head of the bed and let Ryan lean on herself. .

Olika, whose soul was severely damaged, knew that she wanted to cast spells only by relying on Ryan to provide her with mana. Through this method, she was able to slowly use magic to repair her soul, and she had no magic.

The flames in the master bedroom room crackled, and the dark elf whispered: "Master ~ Master? Wake up, today you are going to see the dwarves experiment with the latest artillery."

"... Yes, I'm going to see the dwarf test artillery today." Ryan woke up slowly. He buried his head on the dark elf's full chest: "Olika? How do you feel?"

"Also ... what else? It's very comfortable ..." The dark elf blushed. Recently, Veronica's energy was still on the wizard tower. Orica usually rested with Ryan at night, naturally She is also responsible for serving Ryan and solving Ryan's needs.

After a good morning kiss, Ryan got up and changed his clothes. He suddenly asked with great interest: "Oh, Olika, what is your dark elf's siege weapon?"

"It's a thousand-pound siege ballista, master." The dark elf helped Ryan wash, and she continued: "This powerful siege ballista is blessed by the warlocks of the Hekati Female Warlock Association, and has great power. People who are hit by ballistas will be incomplete even if they do n’t die. "

"So would you make a ballista like a dwarf?" Lane joked.

"The technique of making this thousand-pound ballista has long been lost, master ~" Olika said helplessly, the dark elf holding Ryan's hand from behind: "Maybe there are high elves over there, but our Duruzi is No, all the thousand-pound ballistas are closely guarded and will only be taken out when war is needed, and ... many people believe that only Hydra and Black Dragon are enough for siege. "

"Okay, I'm going to check the artillery. Are you going with me?" Ryan changed his clothes and washed him. He was about to go out.

As always, the dark elves did not want to leave the castle.

When she came out of the door, the magician Theresa stood at the door with a purple staff. She was wearing a purple robe today with black leather and leather pants. When Ryan came out, she could not speak. Weirdly: "Finally, can you give it up?"

"Oh, please, dear Theresa, I also need time to get up." Ryan said helplessly: "Aren't you going to go out with me to see the artillery?"

"Yes, I have seen a lot of artillery from Nord and Empire, but I haven't really seen the dwarf's heavy artillery," Speaking of this, the sorceress also showed an interesting expression: "It is said that the dwarf is the strongest The power of a large artillery can be compared to the banned spell. "

Thirty minutes later, the field test site was chosen.

Four dwarf heavy artillery lines are lined up, followed by a more oddly shaped artillery. This artillery consists of four smaller barrels side by side, placed on top of a large vehicle.

The dwarf engineer Dugan-Tiehan came out. He touched his beard that had become thick and smooth, wearing a somewhat funny and heavy clothes-the tailor in the collar tailor-made dwarf clothes, Dugan wearing a round Feathered hat on top, hands on chest, heads raised: "Will live up to expectations, my baron, I have built four dwarf heavy cannons for you, and an organ cannon."

"These cannons cost me nearly seven hundred kronor, my dwarf brother, you almost made me bankrupt. Do you know?" Ryan reached out and touched the dwarf heavy cannon, the thick body, and the black paint. Ryan felt very satisfied with the huge muzzle.

"Ah, our dwarves are indeed more expensive, but please also be assured that the cannons made by our dwarves and the cannons made by the imperial humans across the mountain are completely above and below the ground. Their artillery can easily be bored or dumb. And the artillery produced by our dwarves definitely has no problem in this respect! "Du Gen also reached out and stroked the body of his artillery. His face couldn't help but grinned:" It's worth the money, for every penny. my friend."

Gunpowder is a manifestation of the force of the dwarf's peak era. Stroking the black paint barrel, the dwarf engineer can find a deep sense of comfort and blood.

Ryan also reached out and stroked the dwarven heavy artillery. Undoubtedly, the appearance of gunpowder changed the course of the war. He had already seen the artillery power of the empire, and now he possessed the dwarven artillery.

There is no doubt that the dwarves' artillery is more powerful than the artillery produced by the Imperial Noor Military Factory or the Brunswick Military Factory, and the range is farther, but the cost is more expensive.

With artillery, the war will be completely different. Unlike large catapults, dwarven artillery is easy to carry and travel. The artillery is equipped with huge wheels, which can be used by pack horses, or can be pushed by human power. In the case of a catapult that had to be loaded with several carts, and it took several hours to assemble, the dwarf artillery was really taller than the catapult.

"For a dwarf artillery, we will have four to five compatriots responsible for the entire process from loading to launch, and we can fire a gun in five minutes." Dwarf engineer Dugen Tiehan continued: "At the same time, dwarves are also soldiers. When an enemy approaches, we can also take up weapons to fight, but my baron, I still want to emphasize that letting us fire is far better than letting us use weapons to fight. "

"Relax, Brittania has the most powerful knight in the old world, and your flanks will be protected." Ryan nodded in satisfaction. The knights and dwarves of Brittany's artillery, his army's future combat power is not Xiao Xiao.

"Speaking of this, what is this?" The magician Theresa walked to the front of the special artillery behind the four heavy artillery, and the magician asked with interest.

"This is an organ cannon, miss." The dwarf engineer talked about his proud work, and he laughed: "This is my big baby."

"Organ cannon?" Ryan also walked in front of the organ cannon and had to say that the four barrels were running side by side, indeed there was an organ illusion.

"The organ gun is composed of four smaller barrels." Before Dugan walked to the organ gun, he began to explain the special features of the organ gun: "Compared to the lifting gun, the organ gun has a shorter range and less power. The hit rate is also more unstable ... "

"Then do you still do this?" Teresa frowned subconsciously.

"... After listening to me, this beautiful lady wizard." Du Gen laughed again and again, his laughter with some sarcasm, but his words did not make people feel particularly harsh.

Dwarves have strange tempers, die with face, value commitments, be greedy for money, and must pay attention. Engaging in diplomacy and speaking is indeed not what they are good at, but some dwarves are indeed more talented than their compatriots in this regard, Dugan and his people He has been wandering in the mountains for many years, and he speaks more than many dwarves with a temper like a stone (especially for dwarves).

"The organ gun has a shorter range, less artillery power, and poorer accuracy, but it has a larger fire coverage and volley power than the dwarf heavy artillery." Dugen then explained: "As long as it is operated properly A round of salvos from the four running tubes of the organ cannon can directly destroy a whole team of enemies. This cannon ca n’t be done. ”

"So we can arrange the cannon behind the position, but the organ cannon can be arranged slightly forward?" Ryan immediately understood the relationship: "The organ cannon can quickly destroy nearby enemy troops, and it can continue to function as long as it is properly protected. . "

"Yes, my baron, you are very talented as a commander." Dugen nodded.

The test firing of the artillery made Ryan very satisfied. Several stone houses used as targets were blown into pieces by shells. Since the shells from the roaring shell can break this thick stone house, it is naturally not a problem to deal with the city walls. under.

"Very good." Ryan nodded again and again: "With this, we no longer need the trebuchet."

"That's of course, we dwarves are almost eliminated from the catapult." Dugan-Tiehan raised his head: "My baron, give it to us with confidence, wherever you let us fight, we will fight."

"Deal!"

"Deal!"

Ryan's hand and the dwarf's hand held together.

The test artillery took a morning to the baron. When Theresa and Lane returned to the castle, the sorceress said with great interest: "Unexpectedly, you can tell the dwarves to make artillery for you. Do you know how hard the dwarves are waiting? I have n’t seen the dwarf in the place of Nord, except the king capital. "

"Nord's place itself has few outsiders. It is normal to not see the dwarves. The dwarves don't like to leave the mountains. If they really want to leave the mountains, the bitter cold place of Nord is not what they want to go." Lane laughed. Tao: "I can't even stay in Nord, let alone the dwarf."

"So now I'm here too. Frankly speaking, I like this place, Lane." Theresa walked beside Lane, and the dirt road in the baron's collar has been replaced by a stone road: "It's hot in summer , And everything else is fine. "

"Really? I thought you wouldn't like this place, especially if you have a bad temper recently." Ryan's words sounded meaningful.

"Of course! It would be even better if you could let Veronica get away with her stuff, and when did she have the money to make her own wizard tower?" Sure enough, as soon as this was said, the sorceress gritted her teeth: Tell me, Ryan, is that her ... so valuable? "

"?????" Lane's face was a little confused: "I don't know which one you are talking about."

"... Forget it, Ryan, I also want to have my own wizard tower!" Theresa's silver pupil shines through the black butterfly pattern's eyes: "You build me one too."

"It takes money to build a sorcerer's tower, my eldest lady." Ryan spit out: "In order to make artillery, I'm all dead, and a small half of this year's taxes are invested on it."

"Is there money to build a wizard tower for Veronica? No money for me?" Theresa gritted her teeth, and blue bars and snowflakes began to appear on her forehead: "Don't lie to me, Veronica. The sorcerer's tower is the most luxurious sorcerer's tower I have seen in recent time. She spent nearly two thousand gold dinars on the first floor only ... It's called Kim Krone here, right? Where did she get so much money? Not all you gave her? "

"The money I didn't give him, she deposited it with me. The last time we completed the mission to hunt down the fallen hunter in Fort Marin, there was a lot of money." Ryan explained the wealth of Veronica. The origin, and then went on to say: "Establishment of the sorcerer's tower is entirely her own, I gave her a place at most."

Teresa's small hand in white lace gloves clenched the reins, and the warlock's heart was very unconvinced.

These should have been mine! The wizard tower is too! His love is too!

Obviously I came first!

Thinking of her mother's teaching, the lady sorceress calmed down, and she continued, "Can you give me a piece of it?"

"Yes ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ but you have to choose it yourself." Ryan nodded. "Also, there are already two tall towers near the castle. You better choose a little further away."

"I know."

Upon returning to the castle, Lane greeted an unexpected visitor.

It's the half-elf Estelle! The half-elf was wearing a deerskin cloak and a wood elf robe. He had a recurve bow behind his back and a short sword around his waist. When he saw Ryan returned, the half-elf came up and said hello: "Good afternoon, Ryan."

"Good noon, my friend, Estelle, what's the matter with you to come to me?" Ryan rolled over and shook hands with Estelle, and he noticed that Estelle was also standing behind him. Half-elf: "This is ..."

"He is my friend, named Days." Estelle introduced to Ryan: "He was a forest ranger. He used to work for the Woodland Council and was responsible for removing corruption and eliminating evil and spirits in the forest. A vicious tree spirit with strong hostility ... and other secret work. "

"Hello, Lord Ryan-Macado, I have heard your name and I know your great deeds." The half-elf was wearing a dark green cloak with delicate scales produced by wood elves and a face Wearing a face towel and a green hood, I can only see a pair of eyes: "It's an honor to meet you."

"I am also honored to meet you, Mr. Days." Ryan shook hands with him.

At the same time, a barrage of thoughts appeared in the baron's head: only the unfaithful guy would have hidden things, the secret circles established inside, and he would wear strange green hoods.

"I have something to say, my baron." Estelle sighed, and he said blushing: "Dais and I ... want to trust you, can you take us in?"

"This……"

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