From the very beginning, the training of the soldiers made Chris more worried, on the one hand, his troops were enough to crush any army in the mortal world from the day they were born, and on the other hand, his troops were built on the basis of traditional ancient armies.

Those cold-armed units armed with swords, guns, swords, and halberds are simply no match for his troops: as long as modern howitzers attack, no cold-weapon troops can withstand the hellish indiscriminate bombardment head-on.

But it is not easy to let the troops on his side who were originally armed with swords, guns, swords and halberds accept those hot weapons. Qualified veterans don't understand the new weapons, but the recruits don't have the tenacity of veterans.

What makes Chris even more depressed is that this world has not only cold weapon troops, but also those magic troops that he has no way to compare with the attack.

Therefore, those combat methods that appear in the novel, which can rely on the superiority of weapons to crush the enemy all the way, will not work in this world - if you don't do the next war, the other party will have a terrible existence such as a dragon or a magician, so Chris feels that he has no arrogant capital at all to arm a few cannons.

As soon as there is friction between his troops and the forces of the Magic Empire, it will be time to re-evaluate the matter. At least, Chris, who has watched countless movies, feels that the weapons of the World War II era may not be able to shake the dragon and advanced magic.

At least for now, it seemed to him that although he had a principality in his hands, he had to pay a lot of taxes and be responsible for the development of three cities—the burden was heavier on his shoulders, and the number of people who coveted his wealth would only increase.

What he expected was that the coveters of his wealth came too quickly, and they were an unprovoked being.

"If we were to confront General Zorn now, things would immediately get complicated." In another conference room, Desel frowned and said, "Even if I leave for Arrant with the money now, it will be too late." ”

"Yes, we can't delay for so long, I've already had an ultimatum over there." Chris leaned back in his chair depressedly and said to the retainers who came to advise him: "I put forward the condition of raising taxes, and they said that 20,000 gold coins could be deducted...... If I don't agree, they will leave immediately......"

"Alas......" Dean shook his head and sighed, "now our defense depends on these two dozen cannons......

Since the establishment of the Duchy of Irlanhill, Seris has produced only two cannons, and in addition to the 20 90 mm cannons that were almost entirely handmade, there are only two new 75 mm infantry guns.

There are many reasons for this, on the one hand, Chris decided to abandon the erroneous development policy of hand-made weapons and focus on improving military capabilities in the field of military talent.

On the other hand, because of Mr. Gurlo's strategy of steady development of economy and industry before military, Seris is slowly but firmly developing his industrial system and is not in a hurry to produce more weapons and equipment.

Of course, the most important reason is actually because: the previous judgment of everyone felt that 22 cannons could meet the defense requirements of the current Duchy of Irlanhill, and there was no need to waste time in a hurry to expand the armament.

But now, General Zorn has taken a fancy to these new weapons, and he explicitly mentions them in his order. And it emphasizes that it is a new weapon that can explode in the distance, which is comparable to magic......

In this way, not only is it possible to weaken your own strength, but it is also possible to leak Alan Hill's military power in advance. Whether it was leaked to the Arrant Empire or to the Holy Demon Empire - it was not good news for Iran Hill.

"It's not that there is no way, produce some inferior artillery and send it to the Arrant Empire, and we will keep the good ...... ourselves" Chris thought of the only way to do it.

In fact, he had been thinking about whether to use some "red-clothed cannons" and "Shenwu generals" and other rags to send these turtles from the Arrant Empire away.

"It's not impossible, but are you sure...... You can get worse weapons, and you can still make those people see nothing? Finally came up with a solution, Desel asked.

Chris nodded and replied, "Yes, I'll do something on the same principle...... It's not that hard. With our current production capacity, we will not lose much money by sending a large number of them to these messengers. ”

"Just." He thought for a moment and continued to say to Desser: "Once we have really seen our artillery, the rags we sent to the Arrant Empire will be immediately exposed. And the contradictions between us and the Arrant Empire are completely irreconcilable. ”

Desel thought seriously for a while, and then said, "As long as we can buy it for a year or so, we can meet your industrial production requirements and equip enough troops...... At that time, we will no longer need to look at the face of the Arrant Empire. ”

From the day he accepted Desel's funding, the Arrant Empire was destined not to be Chris's ally. So whenever he could, Chris didn't mind hacking this rotten old powerhouse.

After discussing the countermeasures, Chris spent an hour making a blueprint of the red-coat cannon. Then he took Desel straight out of the castle and into a metallurgical workshop outside the city.

"Come, cast a sample according to this drawing!" Chris spread out the drawings and handed them to an old craftsman.

The craftsman glanced at the drawings, then nodded and began to work. Smith Smith, who was watching the bustle, walked over, bowed deeply to Chris, and then looked down at the drawing.

Next, he was stunned. He didn't know what this thing was for, but he had a good talent, and he could see at a glance how heavy this thing was! It's not a good piece of steel, but it's a whole piece of iron!

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Smith looked at Chris, lowered his voice and asked, "Your Majesty...... This thing...... What is it for? ”

"It's a cannon......" Chris had a sly smile on his face, like a liar who had won a bargain.

Before Smith could react, he frowned and looked at the drawings, and asked with a puzzled face: "Don't we already have an infantry gun of 75 mm caliber?" ”

Desel completely convinced Smith, who had just been appointed by Chris as the Minister of Industry of the Duchy of Irlanhill, and reminded the other party in the smallest voice: "Cannon ...... for the Arrant Empire"

When he said this, Smith finally understood. Suddenly realized, he nodded, and looked at the drawing again: "No problem! Although it takes a lot of money, we can make it in a few days at most! ”

Casting cannons is not a simple matter, if it weren't for the fact that the performance of the pyroxene produced by Serliste is against the sky, participating in the ordinary iron material can greatly improve the performance of ironware, just the process of casting cannons, it will take longer.

The speed of producing cannons is faster with modern technology, while those ancient iron and bronze cannons need to be cast with clay fans, and the speed is even slower.

"Just do it together!" Chris took out a few other drawings from his arms and handed them to Smith, the leader of the craftsmen: "Since the other party wants to shoot the bullet, then we can only give the flower bomb to the other party......"

"And the recipe for gunpowder! If we want to give, we will give the full set! Desel echoed with a smile on his face: "We even gave them the drawings of the artillery!" Iran Hill's loyalty to the Arrant Empire can be seen from the sun and the moon! ”

Breech guns and flowering shells with incendiary fuses were born very early, were not powerful and unsafe. However, this is indeed better than the catapult of this era, so Chris is indeed a "new weapon".

Hearing Desel's reminder, Chris hurriedly found paper and pen again, and drew the instruction manual of the breech gun in the workshop - to make a play, he decided that this time, he must give the greedy Arrant a big gift!

The next day, Chris met with the Arrant messenger from afar for the second time, and pressed the drawings in front of the other party: "The new weapon is too big and cumbersome, I believe that the messenger is not convenient for you to walk all the way back to carry it, these are the drawings and instructions for the weapon, please bring the messenger back to the Arant." ”

"This ......" The confused messenger didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Chris's gourd, and took the drawings and didn't know what to say for a while.

He hesitated, then said, "I have to bring a sample back!" No matter how inconvenient it is, this cannot be changed......"

"That's fine!" Chris nodded in agreement, seemingly loyal and honest at all: "I've had someone drag a cannon back from the border...... Wait a few more days and you'll be able to see the real thing! ”

A few days later, the Arrant messenger, who had seen the sample, believed what Chris had said: the prototype was huge and heavy. He really didn't have enough people to carry the two cannons together.

As if reassured, the messenger no longer doubted that Chris was harboring evil intentions. After observing the test firing performance of the artillery, he was completely stunned by the power of the artillery.

The messenger, who felt the power of the flames, immediately rushed back to his accommodation, packed up the blueprints given to him by Chris, took the sample cannon, and headed south as fast as he could, leaving the city of Seris and returning to the Arrant Empire......