Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Great Killer
"Jing Ling, what are you thinking?" Rakshasa waved his hand in front of Jing Ling's eyes and said. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Oh, nothing." Jing Ling laughed dryly, and the fiery look in his eyes began to dissipate.
As a human being, he understands a truth very well, that is, before his wings are full, he must hide his dream of soaring for nine days.
But Patch seemed to see something in Jing Ling's eyes, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "It's been 38 days since the capture of Rock Gravel City, do you know why the Nolan Army has been delayed in coming? ”
A flash of surprise flashed in Jing Ling's eyes, it was you who Patch asked just now?
Rakshasa also seemed to want to know if his brother had the ability to be a royal ruler, only to see him say to Jing Ling, "Brother, I also want to hear your opinion. ”
Jing Ling coughed dryly, and although he didn't know why Rakshasa and Pache asked him these questions, he still gave his opinion. "Dear King Patch, in my humble opinion, Albertan in the north is the suzerainty of the Black Lands, once Nolan starts a full-scale invasion of the Black Lands, it is equivalent to declaring war with Albertan, I think this is the reason why Nolan has never crossed the river to fight."
The Rakshasa on the side said, "That's right, the Black Land is adjacent to Albertan's County of Tandon, which is in the hands of Condon and has 300,000 male soldiers under his command. Although the two heroes of Katwan and Condon have always been suspicious of each other, in the current situation of the great enemy, I think that even if Blackland is completely controlled by Condon because of this, Katwan will definitely join forces with Condon to fight against Nolan. ”
Patky's gaze stayed on Jing Ling's body for a moment, and he seemed to want to see something in Jing Ling's eyes, but Jing Ling had been deliberately hiding his thoughts, so Patch did not test Jing Ling's identity.
Pache looked at the Rakshasa and said, "The Nolans are not stupid, once they cross the border to fight, the Turks will definitely take advantage of the fire to rob the east and invade the Black Land, and they will definitely use such a force to contain Condon." ”
Rakshasa's face changed slightly when he heard this, and Patch was right, Blackland is a small country surrounded by powerful enemies on all sides. Once the Nolans really fight, the Turks will definitely not give up such a good opportunity, and they are afraid that Condon will not dare to wave their troops deep into the Black Land. Because no one knows if the Cook Iron Cavalry will suddenly go north and attack the empty army of Tandon County.
Of course, if the Turks were unable to assemble an army to wage war for various reasons, then Condon would inevitably move south to take control of the Blacklands, which was the war between Nolan and Albertan. As for the small dynasty of the Eastern Territories, there is no such thing as the Black Land, because once Condon moves his army south to the Black Land, this small country will also be incorporated into Tandong County by him.
Rakshasa who figured this out scolded: "Bastard Sect Master, it's useless, in the end, it's up to us!" ”
Pache looked at Rakshasa and said, "Isn't this the case twenty years ago, Nolan's 120,000 army invaded the Black Land, it was your father who sounded the order for the army to summon, and it was our Black Land's soldiers who repelled the attacking Nolan army. Right now...... It will be up to me to sound the call for the army to be summoned, and the countless heroic soldiers of the Black Land will once again repel the invading enemy! ”
"No...... This time it's different. Rakshasa said weakly, "Last time, it was some of Nolan's slave owners who gathered an army to conquer us, and now it is Nolan's two ruling groups that have joined forces to wage war. Patch, don't you understand the situation, once Nolan's slave owners and the Holy See unite to assemble an army, the number will be in the millions! Do you know why they didn't do anything for 38 days after they stormed Rock Gravel City? Now I can tell you that it is because they are gathering all their strength to start a great war, and this is long enough time for the Khan of Kukti to gather the armies of the various tribes, and they will be a great force to contain Condon. And Nolan's goal is not a small black land at all, but the entire Boundless Continent! ”
"I know better than you how ambitious the Nolans are, but don't underestimate Katwan." Patch walked to the side of the desk, walked back with the one-meter-long sandalwood box, and said, "One day Nolan will know that our black ground is a hard nut to crack!" ”
"What is this?" Rakshasa wondered.
"Have you ever imagined that one day a cannonball will be able to shoot in your own hands?"
As soon as Patchy finished speaking, Jing Ling's body shook violently, and a cannonball shot out of his hand!
What is the meaning of this sentence Jing Ling understands very well, and it is precisely because he understands the power of that weapon that Jing Ling is surprised.
If the 80,000 Eastern Army in Heidi were equipped with that kind of weapon, then even in the face of hundreds of thousands of troops, they would have the ability to fight a battle!
Sure enough, when Patch pulled out the half-meter-long iron artifact glowing silver from the sandalwood box, Jing Ling recognized it as a handcuff at a glance.
The barrel of cold steel, the butt of wood, and an iron viper snaking up the barrel, the head of the snake just above the muzzle, not only beautify the barrel, but also act as a crosshair.
"Is this a miniature artillery?" Rakshasa looked skeptical, apparently not believing that this shiny, slender little thing could have the power to kill.
Pache did not immediately answer Rakshasa, but asked him to take off his chain mail.
Patch hung the chain mail on the beams of the tent, then held a handcuff in one hand and loaded gunpowder and buckshot into the muzzle of the gun in the other.
When he pointed the muzzle of the gun at the chain mail, Rakshasa was unimpressed, but when the loud bang suddenly rang out, Rakshasa finally changed his face.
At the moment when a puff of pungent gunpowder smoke exploded, the lead bullet shot at the chain mail at an imperceptible speed to the human eye, and the well-made and hard chain mail looked vulnerable in front of the lead bullet, and only one photo was pierced by the lead bullet, and the Rakshasa was stunned for a while.
Patchy, on the other hand, frowned and looked at Jing Ling on the side, the latter's calm expression made him feel both disappointed and puzzled, had he ever seen such a weapon?
Feeling Patch's scrutinizing gaze, Jing Ling began to show a look of surprise, of course, it was all pretended.
It turned out that he was too frightened to come back to his senses, so I said how could this weapon not scare him.
Seeing Jing Ling's surprised expression, Patch felt relieved.
In fact, when it comes to firearms knowledge, Jing Ling, who was a special forces soldier in his previous life, is obviously the deepest, like the gun in Patch's hand, in Jing Ling's opinion, it is no different from a soil gun.
But in this era, the advent of the gun will undoubtedly change the world pattern, artillery will make the city walls no longer impassable, and the musket will make the hard armor as fragile as tofu, and the cavalry's proud mobility will have no advantage in the face of bullets.
Rakshasa swallowed his saliva, his lips trembled slightly, this can't be blamed on his poor ability to bear it in his heart, it's really too perverted in the shape of an iron pipe, the cannonball shoots out of his own hand, the power is so great!
The thought of the Black Land Army, fully equipped with such weapons, being able to compete with other powerful countries, made Rakshasa feel a pang of restlessness in his heart.
But Patch quickly poured cold water on him, "The technology of making the hand cannon is in the hands of Katwan, this one is for the royal family, and the performance of ordinary hand cannons is inferior to this one, but it can also penetrate most of the armor stomach within thirty meters."
"How many hand cannons did he give us!?" Rakshasa asked hurriedly.