Warhammer Throne

Baron Jean led the winter morning, a cloudy day that was not sunny.

In the master bedroom, Ryan was still resting, but the maid Olica was already awake. She barely got up and changed her maid’s clothes with trembling legs.

She now felt that she was full of magic again.

Olica tied her waist-length black hair with a headgear and a headband. She changed into a new set of maid outfits. Before Ryan was still awake, she gently walked to the bedside and let Ryan lean on herself.

Olica, whose soul was severely damaged, knew that she could only rely on Ryan to provide her with mana if she wanted to cast spells. In this way, she could slowly use magic to repair her soul. She herself had no magic power.

The flames in the master bedroom were crackling, and the dark elf whispered: "Master? Wake up, today you are going to watch the dwarf test the latest artillery."

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

"What else? It's very comfortable." The dark elf blushed. Recently, Veronica's energy was still in the Wizard Tower. Usually, Olika rested with Ryan at night, and naturally she was also responsible for serving Ryan. , To solve Ryan's needs.

After a good morning kiss, Ryan got up and changed his clothes. He suddenly asked with interest: "By the way, Olica, what is your dark elf siege weapon?"

"It's a thousand-pound siege ballista, master." The dark elf helped Ryan wash up, and she continued: "This powerful siege ballista is blessed by the warlocks of the Hecate Sorceress Association. It has great power. Those who are attacked by the ballista will be incomplete even if they are immortal."

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

"The technology for making this thousand-pound ballista has long been lost, Master" Olica said helplessly, and the dark elf held Ryan's hand from behind: "Perhaps there is still on the high elf side, but we don't have it here in Trucchi. Yes, all the Thousand Pound Ballistas are under close supervision and will only be taken out when there is a need for war, and many people believe that only Hydra and Black Dragon are needed to siege the city."

"Well, I'm going to check the artillery, do you want to go with me?" Ryan changed his clothes, washed, and he was about to go out.

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

Coming out of the door, the Sorceress Teresa stood at the door with a purple staff. She was wearing a purple robe today with black leather clothes and leather pants. Seeing Ryan came out, her tone was indescribably weird. : "Finally can you give it up?"

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

"Yes, I have seen a lot of artillery from the Nord and the Empire, but I have not seen the heavy artillery of the dwarf." At this point, the female warlock also showed an expression of interest: "It is said that the dwarf is the strongest. The power of a large artillery can be compared with Forbidden Curse."

Thirty minutes later, the test location was selected in the field.

The four dwarf heavy artillery are lined up, and there is a more weird artillery at the back. This artillery consists of four smaller barrels side by side, placed in a large cart.

Dwarf engineer Dugan Tiehan walked out. He touched his thick and smooth beard. He was wearing a somewhat funny thick dress tailor-made dwarf clothes in the collar. Dugan was wearing a round face insert. Wearing a feathered hat, holding his hands on his chest, and tilting his head up: "Let's live up to expectations, my baron, I have made four dwarf heavy cannons for you, and an organ cannon."

"These cannons cost me nearly seven hundred gold crowns, my dwarf brother, you almost broke me bankrupt, do you know?" Ryan reached out and touched the dwarf heavy cannon, its thick cannon, and it was huge in black. Ryan felt very satisfied with the muzzle.

"Alas, the cost of our dwarves is indeed a bit more expensive, but please rest assured that the cannons made by our dwarves and the cannons made by the imperial humans across the mountain are completely heavenly and underground. Their artillery can easily explode or mute. And the artillery produced by our dwarves has absolutely no problem with this aspect!” Dugan also reached out his hand and stroked the body of his artillery, his face couldn’t help but grinned: “Value for money, you get what you pay for, I friend."

Gunpowder is a manifestation of the power of the dwarves in the peak era. Stroking the dark barrels, the dwarf engineers can find deep comfort and a sense of blood connection.

Ryan also stretched out his hand to stroke the dwarven heavy artillery. There is no doubt that the advent of gunpowder changed the course of the war. He had already seen the power of the empire's artillery, and now he had the dwarven artillery.

There is no doubt that the artillery power of the dwarves produced in the Empire Nur Armory or Brunswick Armory are more powerful and have a longer range, but they are also more expensive.

With artillery, the future war will be completely different. Unlike the large catapult, the dwarf’s artillery is easy to carry and travel. The artillery is equipped with huge wheels, which can be driven by horses or manpower. For a trebuchet that takes several hours to assemble after installing several carts, the dwarf artillery is really a trebuchet and I don’t know where it is so high.

"For a dwarven artillery, we will have four to five compatriots responsible for the entire process from loading to launching, and one shot can be fired in five minutes." Dwarf engineer Dugan Tiehan continued: "At the same time, dwarves are also fighters. Once there are enemies Close, we can also take up weapons to fight, but my baron, I still want to emphasize, let us fire, and let us use weapons to fight far away is stronger."

"Rest assured, Bretania has the most powerful knight in the old world, and your flanks will be protected." Ryan nodded with satisfaction, and the artillery of the Breton knights and dwarves, his army's future combat effectiveness is indispensable Underestimate.

"Speaking of, what is this?" The Sorceress Teresa walked to the special gun behind the four heavy artillery, and the Sorceress asked with interest.

"This is the organ cannon, miss." The dwarf engineer said of 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 lined up side by side, there was indeed an illusion of the organ.

"The organ cannon consists of four smaller barrels." Before Dugan walked to the organ cannon, he began to explain the special features of the organ cannon: "Compared with the heavy cannon, the organ cannon has a closer range and a more powerful and fatal rate. More unstable"

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

"Listen to me, this beautiful wizard lady." Dugan laughed again and again, his laughter was somewhat mocking, but what he said did not make people feel particularly harsh.

The dwarves have a weird temper. They want face, value promises, are greedy for money, and they must be rewarded. Diplomacy and speech are indeed not what they are good at, but some dwarves are indeed more talented in this respect than their compatriots. Dugan and his people have already He has been wandering in the mountains for many years. Compared to many dwarves with a stone-like temper, he is more able to speak, especially for dwarves.

"The organ gun has a shorter range and less accurate artillery power, but it has a larger fire coverage and salvo power than the dwarf heavy artillery." Dugan went on to explain: "As long as it is operated properly, the organ A volley of four guns can directly destroy an entire team of enemies, which cannons cannot do."

"So we can place the cannon behind the position, but the organ cannon can be arranged slightly forward?" Ryanma understood the relationship: "The organ cannon can quickly destroy the enemy forces close to it. As long as it is properly protected, it can always be effective. "

"Yes, my baron, you have a talent for being a commander." Dugan nodded.

The test firing of the artillery made Ryan very satisfied. Several stone houses that were used as targets were blown to pieces by artillery shells. Since the roaring artillery shells can blow up such a thick stone house, it is natural to deal with the city wall. Down.

"Very good." Ryan nodded repeatedly: "With this, we don't need trebuchets anymore."

"Of course, we dwarves are almost eliminated from the trebuchet." Dugan Tiehan raised his head: "My Baron, give it to us with confidence. Where do you let us fight, where do we fight."

"make a deal!"

"make a deal!"

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

It took the Baron an afternoon to test the artillery. When Teresa and Lane returned to the castle, the female warlock said with interest: "I didn’t expect you to tell the dwarves to make artillery for you. Do you know how difficult it is to serve a dwarf? I have never seen a dwarf in Nord’s place except the capital."

"There are few foreigners in the place of Nord itself. It's normal not to 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." Ryan laughed. : "Even I can't stay in Nord, let alone dwarves."

"So now I'm here too. Frankly speaking, I like this place, Ryan." Teresa walked beside Ryan. The dirt road in the Baronial Necklace has been replaced by a stone road: "It's a bit hot in summer. , Everything else is good."

"Really? I thought you wouldn't like this place, especially since your temperament is not very good lately." Ryan's words sounded meaningful.

"Of course! It would be better if you could let Veronica take her things and get rid of it, and when did she have the money to make her own wizard tower?" Sure enough, when it came to this, the sorcerer gritted her teeth: "Tell me , Ryan, is her one so valuable?"

"??" Ryan'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!" Teresa's silver eyes shined through her black butterfly-patterned eyes: "You can also build one for me."

"It takes money to build a wizard tower, my eldest lady." Ryan murmured: "In order to make artillery, I was so poor that I spent half of the tax this year on this side."

"You have money to build the Wizard Tower for Veronica? No money for me?" Teresa gritted her teeth, and blue veins and snowflakes began to appear on her forehead: "Don't lie to me, Veronica's Wizard Tower. It’s the most luxurious wizard tower I’ve seen in a while. She spent nearly two thousand dinars on the first floor. It’s called Jin Kroon, right? Where did she get so much money? Not all you gave her. of?"

"The money was not given to him by me. She deposited it with me. When we completed the mission of hunting down the fallen hunters in Marienburg, it was a big gain." Ryan explained the origin of Veronica's wealth. , And then continued: "She did it all by herself to build the Wizard Tower. At most, I gave her a place."

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

These should be mine! So is the Wizard Tower! His love is too!

Obviously I came first!

Thinking of her mother's teachings, Miss Sorceress calmed down. She went on to say, "Then can you give me some space?"

"Yes, but you have to choose yourself." Ryan nodded, "Also, there are already two tall towers near the castle. You'd better choose a place farther away."

"I see."

Just returning to the castle, Ryan greeted an unexpected visitor.

It's a half-elf Ester! The half-elf wore a deerskin cloak and wood-elf robe, with a recurve bow behind him and a dagger around his waist. Seeing Ryan had returned, the half-elf took the initiative to say hello: "Good afternoon, Ryan."

"Good afternoon, my friend, Esterel, what's the matter with you coming to see me?" Ryan got off his horse and shook hands with Esterel. Then he noticed that Esterel was also standing behind him. Half-elf: "This is"

"He is my friend and his name is Dess." Estelle introduced to Ryan: "He was a ranger who used to work for the Woodland Council. He was responsible for cleaning up corruption, destroying evil, and dealing with elves 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." This half-elf wears a dark green cloak with exquisite scales made by wood elves and a face towel. , And a green hood, only one pair of eyes can be seen: "It's an honor to meet you."

"I am honored to know you too, Mr. Dyce." Ryan shook his hand.

At the same time, a bunch of weird thoughts popped up in the Baron's mind: only disloyal guys would have hidden things, a secret circle established inside, and a strange green hood.

"I'm going to be straightforward, my baron." Estelle sighed, and he blushed and said, "Dess and I want to take refuge in you. Can you take us in?"

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