Seven Greedy People
"It's so beautiful..." Inside the city lord's mansion in Main City, the city lord Encel was rubbing his hands and looking at ten identical chairs.
"You said this was made by the kid from the Alan Hill family in Serris City?" He reached out and stroked the splendid lacquer surface, and asked the businessman beside him with incomparable greed.
"Yes! My lord! I spent 20 silver coins per chair, and it was indeed made by Serris. I have confirmed it many times." The businessman replied respectfully.
Serris has a new woodworking technique that makes Lord Ensel salivating. He hopes to get this craft and make himself richer.
"And these beautiful fabrics..." After reading the tables and chairs, Ensel looked at the fabrics again, and his hands were stroking the soft fabrics, as if stroking his lover's carcass.
That is an indescribable beautiful feeling, it is almost like a lover taking off his clothes and seductive - Ensel even forgot to speak, he just looked at those rainbow-like fabrics and admired it selflessly.
Finally, the greedy city lord walked out of his own small world, and withdrew his gaze from those gorgeous fabrics, finally taking on the appearance of a somewhat superior person.
"Very good...very good!" He nodded in a pretentious manner and looked at the generals beside him: "If we attack Seris, what are the chances of winning?"
As soon as he heard the question from his city lord, the general knew that he had the intention to start a war. So he pondered for a while, and then replied, "There is about a 70% chance of winning."
Although Seris' soldiers are elite, they have the specialties of Ferrite, and their armor and weapons are better, but there are too many directions for the opponent to defend.
"We only need to defend in two directions, but they need to defend in four directions. Although there are many troops, they need to be dispersed... This is our advantage." The general also had two brushes, and gave a seemingly feasible solution. attack plan.
"We gathered our troops first, and then suddenly launched an attack on the border! The city of Serris was caught off guard and would inevitably suffer heavy losses." He did not pin his victory on his own troops, but wanted to prolong the war, expecting other forces to join: "When our attack is effective and the opponent has to retreat to Serris Castle, the forces in other directions will take advantage."
Everyone understands the reasoning of Qian Bo's heart. After hearing the plan from his general, the city lord Ensel immediately felt that it was a feasible plan.
At that time, as long as he distributes the benefits to the lords in other directions, then the Arlant Empire 80% will not be able to take care of such trivial matters.
As long as he carries the 1,000 gold coin tax tribute from Seris City, the Arante Empire will have nothing to lose. If he is willing to pay an extra 300 gold coins, he might even mention his position.
Thinking of this, Ensel couldn't hold his breath any longer: "Call all the soldiers! Find a way to arm those peasants! I will personally lead the army to defeat Seris!"
"Your lord is wise! Such good craftsmanship... Those craftsmen should belong to me, Mayne!" On the other side of Ensel, his confidant retainers praised with a sly smile.
"Send a message to Lord Greer of Ferry City! Borrow 500 elite soldiers from him! As long as you take Seris City, the benefits will be divided into half!" Ensel, who felt that his strength was not enough, made a decision that he thought it was safe decision.
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Chris on the other side was sitting on the high platform watching the first generation of artillerymen who were training in the distance. He couldn't hide the joy on his face.
After making two prototypes, he improved the design drawings, and made 20 more advanced artillery by hand and machine-assisted clumsy methods.
Because of the more powerful smelting formula, the blacksmiths under Chris mixed the special material ferrite with new steel to forge a powerful modern artillery body.
Coupled with the application of rifling technology, the new artillery adopts a series of new technologies such as post-loading and fixed-loading ammunition.
Compared to the Type 1880 artillery that Des saw, Chris's weapons are now almost as advanced as they were around 1900, almost as advanced as the artillery of the First World War.
Chris has improved the gun mounts of the artillery these days, installed a hydraulic recoil device, and all of a sudden the artillery in his hand has the prototype of a modern artillery.
It is precisely because of the inexhaustible technical experience in his mind that the weapon in his hand has developed by leaps and bounds.
20 90mm howitzers with a range of 7km are powerful and fast to reload. Whether field or siege, these artillery can provide a very strong fire support for troops.
Also in order to serve these artillery pieces, Chris personally selected 50 soldiers among the veterans for training, and passed on the knowledge of modern artillery dispatching and commanding in the form of supplementary lessons.
Now, what restricts Chris's crazy expansion of the army is the basic knowledge of his subordinates and the shortage of industrial equipment. He even has the design drawings of the American F22 fighter jet in his mind, but unfortunately he doesn't even have an electric machine...
The artillery and shells made by the most traditional method already possess powerful power beyond this era, but Chris knows that at this moment, he is still far from being able to withstand the consumption and destruction of war.
At this moment, he is like the Eighth Route Army during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. The industrial foundation is too thin, and he can only barely solve the problems, and cannot support a protracted large-scale war.
For him now, the good news is not without it: after all, other countries in this era do not even have such an industrial foundation!
"Range 40! Reloaded!" In the distant artillery position, the officer in charge waved the small flag in his hand and shouted the password loudly.
Soldiers who repeatedly practiced loading with solid training bullets made of iron blocks withdrew the heavy shells from the cannons out of breath, and started preparations for the next loading.
Cannonballs are too expensive, and the number of people required for artillery is also considerable. Among the 500 recruits Chris recruited, 400 were specially trained for artillery.
Each cannon is controlled by 10 soldiers, including a commander, a gunner, and three operators, as well as three loaders, and two are responsible for pulling the carriage.
In addition to these 10 soldiers, another 10 soldiers followed around as substitutes. They have no operational tasks, but are only responsible for learning for future expansion of artillery.
"My lord, I just sent the news that all the special carriages for these cannons have been manufactured, and now these cannons can completely keep up with the cavalry's marching speed." Vagron stepped onto the high platform and sent a piece of good news.
As a person who knows the future of the industry, Chris prepared a carriage for the entire unit in order to allow the entire unit to move quickly. In this way, he has a fast-moving force that can quickly rush to the direction of the outbreak.
Every 5 of his artillerymen have a four-horse four-wheeled carriage, which is responsible for transporting the horse's food, cannonballs, tents, tools... and the standard infantry also has a carriage for transportation, and every 10 people rides in a carriage.
Because of spending a lot of gold coins, Chris's "mobile troops" are quite luxurious. He prepared 100 carriages of various types, giving the entire army "wheels".
"Now, no matter which direction there is a problem, we can immediately send 500 cavalry and 500 infantry in that direction." After 20 days of hard work, Chris breathed a sigh of relief. He is now ready to deal with future battles, and he can be regarded as having the power to keep his wealth.
"There have been some changes in the earthen castle recently. It seems that the barbarians in the north are interested in us." After reporting the good news, Vagron told Chris another bad news.
The wealth is not revealed, and Seris' wealth has attracted the coveting of the surrounding forces. This situation is not very good. The peace in front of us is more and more like the tranquility before the storm.
"Send 100 more soldiers to the north! Increase the border guards to 300! We have to show our attitude! Don't show weakness in this regard!" Chris frowned and ordered.
"Follow your orders! Your lord!" Vagron also felt the pressure like a mountain. In addition to the 500 new troops that Chris created, the 300 soldiers are almost all the troops they can draw now.
If there is any further action from the northerners, Sirius will need to send cavalry and new troops to the northern frontier. This is definitely not good news for Chris, who doesn't have many mobile units.
"In addition, Mr. Des did not break his promise. He paid the tax tribute of the Arlantean Empire for us. The tax envoy of the Arlantean Empire just sent the tax payment certificate and praised our positive tax attitude." When Long mentioned this matter, his flesh hurt a little.
Seeing Vagron's expression, Chris laughed: "Hahahaha, the taxpayer is so reasonable, did Strid spend a lot of money?"
"When the tax envoy left, the most expensive purple cloth was loaded with a whole carriage." Vagron complained in a loud voice.
"It's not expensive! As long as the Arlant Empire doesn't put pressure on us, this money is not a waste!" Chris, who had already felt the pressure of defense, waved his hand with a smile and said.
What he lacks now is not money, but the time to develop and the strength of defense. If you can fix those issues, it's definitely worth spending something.
"The last thing... My lord, the parts you asked for yesterday have been made... Lord Chris from the blacksmith asked me to send a message that the steam engine can be assembled." Vagron seemed to remember something, He spoke again.
"Let these artillerymen continue to train! Hurry up! What we lack now is time!" Chris stood up, patted Vagron on the shoulder and ordered: "After all, there is more good news than bad news, and this is the best news!"
After he finished speaking, he walked off the high platform, turned on his horse and ran towards the direction of the workshop.