Chapter 2167 Strong Backup

Having a strong backing is a wonderful thing.

When I was mentally prepared to face the worst unexpected situation with the most tragic mood, the scene in front of me dragged me from hell to heaven.

Gatling guns, piles of Gatling guns, and mountains of yellow-orange bullet belts.

Next to the munitions pile, a little old goblin man looked at me with his hands behind his back, a warm smile on his face.

When I saw this man, I didn't dare to be too embarrassed, so I stepped forward, leaned over and shook hands with him enthusiastically, and affectionately called him "uncle".

This person is not an ordinary person. He is one of the most loyal and capable generals under Master Dewey. He has been with Master Dewey since he started business. He is capable of doing anything whether he makes plans or practices. , and can still achieve almost perfection.

It can be said that at least one-seventh of the huge industry that Master Dewey currently controls was brought down by him personally.

How could I not respect such a great talent from the bottom of my heart!

"You're welcome, young master." The little old man smiled and patted the pile of ammunition, and said to me: "This is the backup the old master gave you, a thousand Gatling guns. Although it is a little less, there are only so many now. I hope the young master won’t blame the old master.”

"Look at what you said, uncle, how could I blame my adoptive father?" I shook my head with excitement: "My adopted father has always been very kind to me. Even if he didn't send me the Gatling gun, I would still be grateful to him. , What’s more, he temporarily stopped the export of arms business for me, and this kindness cannot be repaid. "

"Young master, there is no need to be polite. The old master said that you are father and son. Since he is a father, he must use his still full wings to protect you, a young bird that is still growing. This is the bond between father and son. .”

I was so moved by Master Dewey’s sincere fatherly love that I burst into tears.

After seeing off the messenger, we entered the military tent again for a meeting. The topic of this meeting was the issue of Gatling guns.

During the dinner, the old Duke said with a little envy: "Your adoptive father is really generous. He directly transfers the goods ordered to the battlefield to serve as your military supplies. You have to know that just this thousand It's a huge amount of money to support a Gatling gun. Add in the ammunition and the liquidated damages for delaying delivery, and it's almost as much as a month and a half of the tax revenue of a developed town."

"Tell me about you, you are so old and you still value money so much." On the side, Taylor couldn't stand it anymore and sneered: "This is why you can only sit on the top of the military leader of Dasay City." , and the reason why Master Dewey was able to ascend to the throne of the Zephyr Continent’s commercial empire is because your vision is too different.”

The old Duke ridiculed: "I have been serving as the leader of the military in Dashai City for at least fifty years. What about you? I heard that you have not even sat in the position of the guest elder of Moonlight City for half a year. Moon."

"So what?" Taylor retorted unhurriedly: "The military leader can only manage the military, but I, the guest elder, can directly intervene in all military and political affairs of Moonlight City. In comparison, you can only do so."

"You!" The old Duke's eyes widened and his fingers trembled in anger.

I quickly stood between the two of them, interrupted the conversation, and while trying to persuade the old Duke not to be angry, I gave Taylor a wry smile.

The old man got an advantage, so naturally he would not chase and bite him like a vicious dog. Instead, he smiled and changed the subject: "The Gatling gun is a good thing. I heard that after it is attached with the power of degeneration, its power is quite amazing. It can penetrate steel plates. It can be said that it is a powerful weapon for killing enemies, Xiaoyi, how do you plan to arrange these heavy firearms?"

"To tell you the truth, although I am an experienced adventurer, I am not a battle-hardened general. It is my first time to lead an army in combat. Please don't make things difficult for me. Since my foster father has used the Gatling gun If it is sent to be used as military supplies, it will naturally be distributed according to the rules of the army and discussed by the big bosses. As for me, I will just listen on the sidelines."

"You are really lazy." The old Duke sighed with a smile: "Well, this is the first large-scale battle you have participated in, and it is good to study on the sidelines. In this regard, you are much better than my children. I remember when they first went to the battlefield, they were all jumping like live donkeys, unable to stop them, and they were very creative and independent-minded. They thought about killing the enemy and earning military merit all day long, and refused to settle down and study peacefully."

Speaking of this, the old Duke sighed deeply, his face full of vicissitudes of life.

The distribution of Gatling guns was very even. There were 300 human shooters, 300 orc shooters, 300 elven shooters, and the remaining 100 were handed over to the dwarves. This made President Aulë very embarrassed. , the dwarves he brought were all good at melee combat, but there was no archer.

To be honest, not only do the dwarves under President Aulë have no archers, but there are also few adventurers with the archer profession in the entire Vitchburg.

Dwarf adventurers who act as archers are generally dwarf mages. They never use bows, crossbows, firearms and other weapons to attack. Instead, they ride in crossbow carts. The crossbows they are equipped with include long and short, thick and thin, and long ones. It is called a siege crossbow and can be used to attack cities. It is as short as an ordinary crossbow arrow and has the same power as an ordinary crossbow arrow.

Because of this, the dwarves held Gatling guns in their hands and looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

I asked Taylor and others in a low voice: "How about giving the Gatling guns issued to the dwarves to others."

"Don't worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality." Taylor said: "Three hundred per person for the other three tribes is already the best way to distribute. As for the remaining one hundred, it is just a show to let them understand that they have already occupied the Wei Qibao’s advantage is that it’s best to swallow certain things you shouldn’t say and then shut your mouth tightly, do you understand?”

"I understand what you mean. It's just that dwarves never use guns. It's a pity."

"It's not a pity at all." The old Duke shook his head and said: "This is the latest type of heavy firepower weapon. All races are vying for it. If they can be divided evenly, it is already the best result. If any race has one more, it will be very difficult. It is easy to be jealous of other races."

I frowned: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Don't believe it yet," the old Duke said with a smile, "Two peaches can kill three soldiers, let alone a Gatling gun."

I was completely speechless and was silent for a long time, then asked again: "Now that we have the Gatling gun, we can carry out long-range attacks, so the tactics of throwing explosives that we made before setting off should also be scrapped, but so many explosives have been bundled into baggage. You can’t take it apart one by one and use it.”

"Don't worry, Xiaoyi." The old Duke smiled and patted me on the shoulder: "I already have a proper place to place these explosives."