Chapter 291 Prediction

In the Royal Palace of Graycastle, Timothy held the scepter and looked at the chief alchemist Rayleigh Chenis with a proud face.

"Do you have an idea of ​​the alchemy formula that the defector Boll took away?"

"That's right, Your Majesty, this is the latest snow powder developed by the Alchemy Association. Please let me demonstrate it for you." Rayleigh bowed.

After getting the new king's approval, he waved back, and immediately two disciples came forward with a bag in their hands. He laid out two sheets of white paper on the ground, poured the snow powder from the leather bag on it, and evenly formed two thin lines. One of them was off-white, and the other was much darker, almost gray-black.

"Please look, Your Majesty, the light-colored one is the snow powder originally used for celebration, and the dark one is the newly developed quick-burning snow powder." Rayleigh took out the flint and ignited the powder on the paper, and saw The light-colored snow powder burned slowly, and billowed thick smoke, while the dark-colored snow powder was completely burned within a few breaths, and at the same time ignited the white paper laid underneath.

"What does this mean?" Timothy frowned. "My dear sister won't just burn a piece of paper!"

"Of course not, Your Majesty," Rayleigh stroked his beard and smiled, "I don't know if you have noticed the smoke it emits when it burns. The faster the snow powder burns, the more smoke it releases in a short period of time. That's why it's so powerful. I'll prove it with another experiment."

This time it was two fist-sized parchment bags tightly wrapped on the outside. The disciples lit the long and thin ropes drawn from the paper bags, and then covered the two copper bowls on the paper bags. Firestar followed the rope and gradually crawled towards the copper bowl.

"Attention, Your Majesty, the sound will be louder this time, please plug your ears."

As soon as the chief alchemist finished speaking, there was a loud bang. One copper bowl was turned upside down, while the other was thrown directly onto the roof. Crisp crash.

Damn it! Timothy clenched the scepter that was almost out of his hand, swallowed unconsciously, why didn't this old thing speak out sooner!

Two disciples sent Zhenfei's copper bowl to the new king. He suppressed the anger in his heart and focused his attention on the bowl—after all, the other party was the pillar of the King's Alchemy Association. Can not do without his help.

The copper bowl looked changed at this time, as if it had been hit hard from the inside by a hammer, and the rim of the bowl swelled a circle.

"I have repeatedly verified that the power of snow powder does not lie in combustion, but in these gases. This is also the truth about the formula that Boll took away." Rayleigh stood in the middle of the hall and talked eloquently, "If you increase the amount of snow powder, and quickly Compressed into a ball, it is powerful enough to tear armor and tear apart the human body. I believe that this new type of snow powder will definitely replace swords, guns, bows and arrows. Even a well-trained knight is no match for a man covered in snow powder. civilian."

This sentence caused a wave of waves. Timothy saw that the faces of several knights in the hall were obviously gloomy. Among them, the steel-hearted knight Wei Masi seemed to want to step forward to argue with the opponent, so he quickly knocked on the floor with his scepter, " Quiet!"

After everyone lowered their heads, he looked at Rayleigh Chenes, "Is the formula that the defector took away exactly the same as the one you developed?"

"No, Your Majesty," Rayleigh shook his head, showing a hint of disdain in his words, "Although saltpeter is a regular item in the alchemy workshop, there are not many in stock. When he was grinding and preparing snow powder, he just discovered this formula by chance. If you want to experiment further, that amount is not enough for him to use it a few times. And my instant snow powder is the optimal formula obtained after a lot of tests, and its power is far greater than the product of chance."

"That's good," Timothy breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that there were many people Garcia had arranged in Wangcheng, he did not expect that the Alchemy Association had her confidantes. This defection was planned by his confidant, and the alchemist Boer and more than ten apprentices were taken away. It wasn't a big deal at first, alchemists are very rare in other cities, and there are at least twenty in the capital, it doesn't matter if one goes away, but this person found a very lethal snow powder before leaving , has not contributed the alchemy formula to the association, so it will disappear without a trace the next day.

Timothy's spies were only able to catch the confidant who stayed behind to confuse the view, but failed to intercept Boer and his party. After hearing the news, he immediately ordered the former Prime Minister to purchase saltpeter in the whole city, and asked the Alchemy Association to reproduce Boer's snow powder formula as soon as possible. Now that there is a definite result in two months, he is quite satisfied, and even this old guy who has little respect for him is pleasing to the eye.

Timothy cleared his throat, "Well done, I will reward you with twenty-five gold dragons. In addition, I will open a snow powder workshop in the inner city of the capital to mass produce this instant snow powder, and you You can’t relax, you should study its usage further. If it can make the commoners defeat the knights as you said, it doesn’t matter if you are rewarded with titles and territories.”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After the chief alchemist left, Sir Weimars couldn't help but stand up and said, "Your Highness, although this kind of thing looks scary, it is absolutely impossible to use it to defeat knights. As you can see, it needs to be ignited, And the killing range is only about half a step. Before civilians approach me, I have dozens of ways to make them fall to the ground and kill them. Even if I am close to my side, I can still take advantage of the ignition gap to kill the opponent, and then leave calmly. Rayleigh's The argument is nothing but the imagination of people who have never been on the battlefield."

"We think so too, Your Majesty." The other knights said one after another.

"That's why I let him continue to explore better usage," Timothy reassured, "For example, shortening the ignition time, or being able to throw it, etc. Of course, no matter what kind of weapon it is, I believe that knights are better than farmers. Do better."

Even though he said that, there was a trace of disapproval in his heart. Civilians are indeed useless, they are cowardly and ignorant, greedy for life and afraid of death, but under the control of pills, snow powder can become a powerful weapon. At least when storming the city gates and the shield line of defense, only a few frenzied militiamen covered in snow powder approached the target, and it was enough to tear a hole in the solid defense line.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, and a personal guard anxiously walked into the hall of the palace, knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, the militia team you sent to the west seems to have suffered heavy losses, and the defeated soldiers have already died." When I returned to the capital, I heard that I also brought a letter of accusation from Roland Wimbledon, and now many people know about it."

"What?" Timothy was stunned for a moment, "Quickly make them shut up, and bring all those who are still alive to the castle!"

...

In the courtyard of the castle, a group of ragged militiamen knelt on the ground like mud and begged, "Your Majesty is merciful, please give us some pills, I can't take it anymore."

You bastards are useless except to consume the enemy. Living is a waste of food. How dare you ask me for pills? Timothy looked at the group of people coldly, and asked in a deep voice: "How did you lose to your opponent? What about the battle process? Whoever can explain clearly, I will reward him with the antidote."

The crowd immediately yelled, "We were attacked on the ship, and the fleet quickly became chaotic. The knight ordered to land and gather, but when we landed, some people kept shooting with bows and crossbows, and it was very dense. There is no way to fight back. Sir Knight surrendered first, and we also followed..."

"What about the leading knight?"

"No... I don't know, they escorted us back to the camp, but they didn't see Sir Knight."

Timothy frowned, his voice became colder, "Then how did you come back?"

"Prince Roland let us go," said one person hastily, "He also gave us a letter for everyone to pass on to you."

"you?"

"Yeah, I have them here too!"

"Your Majesty, I also have a letter!"

A group of people shouted quickly, and took out Roland's "letter" from their arms.

hell! Did he actually send this to everyone? Timothy motioned his guard to take the letter paper, and found that the same paragraph was written on all the paper.

"I regret your foolishness, Timothy Wimbledon. It is a serious mistake to repeatedly invade the Western Territory, and you will pay for it. I will attack the capital at the beginning of the second month of autumn, and you will also find out , the position you are in is far from as safe as you imagined. At that time, all the citizens of the capital will see that your throne is already crumbling."

"—Roland Wimbledon."