On Uffy Mondridge's table was his own revolver and a short-frontloading pistol replica of the craftsman. The barrel of the gun is also engraved with the signature of the craftsman who copied him, and the setting sun shines brightly.

The director was still at the desk comparing the similarities and differences between the transcripts and files, and suddenly the door rang twice, "It's me." There was a knock on the door, and Vejerry's voice came from the other end of the door.

"Come in." Ouffy Mondrich didn't look up.

Vejri hung his hat on the rack behind the door, and came in to salute. "Your Excellency, everything you asked for has been completed."

"Good." The superintendent closed several files with names on the covers and opened another one. "I'm not very interested in the files of the routers, I'm most interested in the plague, this demon's scythe, how did those people solve it?"

The director opened a drawer and opened the small box in the drawer, and two pills lay quietly at the bottom of the box. "Our best alchemists can't tell what these little pills are. Ahhh ”

Vejerry watched as Offe Mondridge stretched and complained, not knowing what to say.

"The enemy's weapons have allowed me to find my way. But most of the magic skills of the people of the other world cannot be imitated at all. I don't dare to think of harvesting wheat in the spring or curing the plague! With that, Offe Mondrich stood up again and played with the short front-loading gun, which had no bullets.

"Lord Governor, what you're playing with is similar to the weapon I saw the sailor of the new district that night." Vejerry looked at it for a long time, and finally remembered where he had seen such a thing.

"Huh, this thing?" Ouffe Mondridge picked up the revolver next to him. "This is a parody of this thing, stolen from the Doniva vigilantes, it must be like it. The people of the new district and the security army both call it a 'gun', and they can use it to take the lives of people and dogs fifty paces away, how about it? ”

"Can this be used by soldiers who don't have a magical foundation?" As if recognizing the seriousness of the problem, Vejerry asked.

"Uh-huh." Ouffer Mondridge reverses the nest of the revolver. "So I don't think the transcripts of the routs or the people themselves are worth mentioning. Any tactics are useless in the face of a salvo of such weapons. The other side can use this weapon to arm civilians who have no combat skills, and we have to sacrifice one experienced soldier after another with expensive equipment. ”

"Oh my God. They haven't dispatched the monsters that can sweep away ships and centaurs in the roar......" Wejri was a little unacceptable.

"I suspect we've fallen into a chess game where people from the other world are playing with us like toys." Offy Mondrich pulled the hammer as if he were ready to shoot. "But we don't even have the qualifications to be toys."

Vergery seemed to panic when he heard this. It took him a while to react. "Director, do you mean to negotiate peace? Withdrawal? ”

"Don't see the wind or the rain, O Vejeri. When the time comes, you will be responsible for any deviation from the description of others. It's just my whims. "Offie Mondrich put down his gun a little unhappily." By the way, I have something here that I would like you to ask you to follow the merchant on another trip to Shield City. ”

Wei Jieli's tiger body was shocked, could it be that what he just said touched the director's reverse scales? Or is this director going to fornicate with the enemy? Hold the grass. There are still thirty seconds left in a cold sweat to reach the battlefield......

"Did you know that Maiz, the fat man who was transferred to the Inquisition, was killed by Rucha?"

"Didn't he commit suicide?" The inquisitor Wei Geri, who was also very serious, was even more panicked now.

Ouff Mondridge didn't see Wegelly's trembling, continued to rummage through the documents and bowed his head and said, "Suicide? Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was he who annoyed Rucha. Well, no superfluous words. Maiz is in charge of the collection of court supplies, and I now ask you to take on the vacancy he left behind. ”

Wei Geli was relieved, it turned out that he was not going to let him die.

"And you don't have to follow Rucha to collect and embezzle military funds, you can buy luxury goods and strange knick-knacks for the amount of money I give you for your caravan. You don't have to worry about the rest, just take responsibility for me. Although Rucha has now ordered the blockade of the important Minerva River basin, as long as I have my warrant, even if Rucha guards him, he will have to let you pass. Now you can do it, right? ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand!" Wei Geri finally didn't have to worry about the pores on his back opening and getting his clothes wet, and he actually felt a special sense of relaxation in an instant.

"That's what you're tasked with," the director said, clasping his hands to his chin. "On the other hand, after going ashore, I try to gather as much information as possible about the customs and invaders from other worlds. The group of businessmen were either vague or silent. Of course, it's still the core job of pleasing the gods above. They've lived a long time, but they may lack some patience, you know. ”

Speaking of the tasteful, unserving, and powerful gods of the world, at least on average, both Vejery and Offe Mondridge had to wipe their sweat. Of course, it is not uncommon for people who only care about pleasing those who do not eat the fireworks of the world to be shot with black hands - the fat man who lies on the bottom of the river and feeds the fish is.

Sending away Wei Geri, who cleaned up the rout, left no trouble, and then took a new mission, the director of the Western Expeditionary Army still felt extremely big. The Northern Route Army was almost wiped out, and the Southern Route Army was already demoralized, and before it launched an attack, it received the news of the withdrawal of troops from the Central and Northern Routes. Most of the Middle Route Army still existed, but it suffered a defeat. Fortunately for all these misfortunes, the enemy has not yet pursued beyond the border. Otherwise, the newly defeated Western Expeditionary Army will not have time to stabilize its position, and may retreat all the way to the sea.

The soldiers also made it to the range, confirming that the weapons they saw were similar to the magic power guns produced by the craftsmen. Several captives even pointed out on the spot that the devastating blow they had encountered was similar to the scene where a Pink Mine buried in the earth was triggered by a small golem. This made Eufe Mondridge happy and worried, happy that he had finally found his way, worried that from training to installation, from tactics to practicality, he was basically equal to zero here, and the output of craftsmen had to be calculated in units of a week - he couldn't wait for a week, he was already like an ant on a hot pot every day, no matter how busy he was, he had to go around the copper coin and gun factory.

Shooting experience? Only he and his craftsmen have the "introductory" shooting skills - that is, they can hit the wall at 50 paces and not hit the sky. As for what tactics to use, and what methods should the soldiers use to practice? Offey Mondridge didn't have a lot of money. The only thing he could imitate was the collective tactics used by the magic archers who also used formations to win. Unfortunately, the difference between the two is so great that the archer must open the string when aiming after the arrow is loaded. Riflemen, on the other hand, only need to aim and pull the trigger after reloading, but their reloading is extremely complicated. The basic differences in the way they are used make it necessary to have a corresponding difference in tactics to be the most effective.

At the same time, that group of craftsmen is also tinkering with new styles. For example, long barrels made from the same time were cut into two equidistant pieces and mounted side by side on enlarged wooden trays, each with its own hammer and trigger, so that the shooter could fire two shots or two shots at the same time after a cumbersome two reloads. Or maybe the caliber and charge will be enlarged simultaneously, the body tube will be cast in a model, and the shelf will be placed on the ground - this is the large magic power gun that will be carried by a puppet in the future, but it is still being tested.

But there's another treasure that can come in handy quickly. The Magic Powder Mine has been quickly delivered to the Western Front via the Wyvern Courier, along with instructions and drawings. It is believed that the army that needs to hold the main road will like them, and the simple principle and construction are destined to allow this weapon to be mass-produced even on the front line. At the same time, the watchmaker and his team have also landed in Elta, and the magic powder bomb that can be timed and exploded has already appeared, but alas...... Too expensive.

Out of the ordnance hurdle, other things made Offy Mondrich feel bad. Although it used to take about a year for the Twin Moon Church Army to clear the rebel forces at the national level, he was still able to suppress the defeat and keep it a secret. However, after turning the army, going to a few generals, and a large number of soldiers died on the battlefield or their lives and deaths were unknown, he did not hold down and did not report them, nor did he tell them truthfully. Fortunately, the sea was long, and the information was slow, and even the inquiries from above were slow, and he, the director, was able to take a breather from the pressure.

Therefore, in order to block the news of the defeat at the front, he dug up all the information known to the few fleeing infantry and magicians, and then ordered Vejery to completely erase their existence.

In addition to political pressures, such as the allocation of food and magic powder, Eufe Mondridge has recently breathed a sigh of relief. Because there are tens of thousands of mouths that can't be reduced, he can instead give more and better food to those "obedient" Eltas. Because the food in the rear was delivered in proportion to the number of heads, and suddenly tens of thousands of mouths lying on the ground or letting the enemy pick it up did not make it clear to Lancas, he had to continue to conceal the number of soldiers. In the same way, the amount of magic powder that continued to be sent according to the original amount naturally topped the large consumption brought by the new weapons. From this point of view, the Western Expeditionary Army should be grateful for the contribution brought by the attrition.

In the eyes of Elta's upper echelons, everything looked very normal, and even Eufe Mondridge's report to the above was "There are victories and defeats on the way to the march, but there are more victories and fewer defeats, and our army has completely controlled the central part of Elta, and the entire territory around Garcia." The essence of the Elta Nation is already in our hands, and it only takes a little siege, and in time, the western apostates and alien invaders will be defeated without a fight. ”