The muskets and bullets were dissolved in just nine days, and King Wren and the Templar priests were overjoyed and laughed.

The king no longer sleeps at night, and every morning he is full of energy, and he walks with the steps of his six relatives and occasionally touches the buttocks under the maids, and the joy on his face can be seen even in the new carrier pigeons in the treetops.

The musket bullets were ready, and the remaining gunpowder was not difficult to make.

It is no secret that the flintlock pistol uses black powder, because the smell of gunpowder after burning cannot be concealed, and the clever mineral merchant has already sniffed out that the other party is using black powder.

Black powder is a flammable material made of saltpeter, charcoal, and sulfur, which is the base of the fireworks.

This thing has never been reused because it's so powerful.

In the past, fireworks merchants' homes erupted into flames, and fires made of black powder raged in the residential areas of the royal city, burning dozens of houses.

The fire enraged the previous king, who forbade future orcs from making black powder, let alone research.

Fortunately, after the death of the previous king, the ban was also forgotten, and the new king broke the unreasonable prohibition of the old king, encouraged invention, and let the black powder fireworks reappear in the world.

There were experienced fireworks masters in Wangcheng, and in less than an hour, the hand-ground black powder packets of finely crushed powder had been transported into Wangcheng's barracks.

Inside the barracks, the Templars in silver plate armor stepped inside, their cloaks shaking in the wind.

The king and the priests were surrounded inside and out, and the guards were all Templars at their prime, with golden glows on their pupils.

They have extraordinary strength and extraordinary reactions, wielding heavy swords can cut the plate armor out of a hideous opening, and even the royal plate armor is difficult to block two blows, which shows how terrible the Peak Awakened are.

Ordinary enemy soldiers who meet peak paladins will directly kneel down and beg for mercy, because those who do not kneel and surrender are dead.

"Your Majesty, Priest, is this time to test a new weapon?"

The paladins looked fanatical and knelt down on one knee, and only the generals in the army were exempted from kneeling.

"Yes, the new weapon is a musket."

"Is it the weapon that has been demonized by Grek, the musket?" Outside the barracks, there was a loud voice with extremely high decibels.

Two rows of knights stepped aside, and the Duke of Billy Hill of the Lionheart Kingdom wore a black, white and gray robe with a cross-over neckline, pure black cashmere, and a white lace collar that stood tall to cover the leonin's big throat and neck.

"Duke Billy Hill has come just in time to see my latest weapon." The king laughed.

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty Wren." When the Duke of Billy Hill arrived, he first greeted King Wei with a smile, and then greeted the priests, generals, and others.

The Duke of Billy Hill was the duke of his family's land of tens of thousands of acres, and his domain was known as the Little Duchy.

He learned that King Lionheart was working on a new musket that could penetrate plate armor, so he immediately led people to the royal city, and arrived at the test site today.

"This is called a flintlock pistol?"

Curious, the Duke of Billy Hill stepped forward and watched as the orcs poured gunpowder and bullets into the barrel of their guns, compacted them with long sticks, and tied a thin, long hemp rope.

"Lord Duke, we call it an arquebus, because there is a certain difficulty and time cost in the research and development of the flintlock mechanism, and we at the Royal Blacksmith Shop will not study it for the time being." Blue let out a rare sigh and blushed at it.

It's a shame that a simple flint ignition structure can't be developed.

In order to solve the problem of igniting gunpowder, the craftsmen soaked the hemp fibers in castor oil and twisted them into ropes afterwards, which had a good burning rate.

After the two Templars had finished operating the arquebus, the Duke of Billy Hill stepped back to the king and observed the arquebus test firing from a distance of ten meters.

The barrel of the arquebus is based on the gun of Tomorrowtown, and the length is about 1.4 meters, and the firing device and wooden butt are about 20 centimeters long, for a total length of 1.6 meters.

The caliber of the barrel is about 20 mm, why is the caliber so large, because the accuracy of the hydraulic boring machine is not high enough, and the craftsmen used the new tool of the hydraulic boring machine for the first time, and it is already very powerful to be able to make a round barrel.

After the process of filling the gunpowder, the lionman began to light the rope, level the muzzle of the gun, and aim at the target 70 meters in front of him.

On the target was placed an upper body plate armor with a helmet, which reflected silver light in the sun, and was unusually shiny.

Sizzle, the fire rope burns slowly.

The orcs breathed slower, and they didn't dare to come out, staring at the arquebus at the end of the musket, watching it burn slowly.

When everyone's attention was on the firerope, it seemed like a century, and it took a long time for the firerope to finish burning and ignite the primer.

After the primer is ignited, the black powder in the chamber of the gun is immediately ignited.

With a bang, the black powder burned in the narrow barrel space, and the bullet burst out with a violent energy.

A puff of fire-colored smoke burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and the lionman with the gun was startled, apparently hearing the rapid sound of a gun for the first time.

After three seconds, everyone stared at the gun without arquebus, and wondered, "Success?" ”

"It seems to have succeeded, was that a gunshot just now?" Craftsman Blue wasn't particularly sure, and deliberately poked Glick with his elbow.

Greek's ears moved slightly, and he nodded, "It's indeed gunshots, but the sound is not as loud as a flintlock pistol." ”

After saying that, everyone showed happy expressions, and it seemed that the musket had been successfully made.

It's just that the lion man with the gun is still in a dazed state, and he is puzzled: "I didn't hear the sound of the plate armor being pierced just now, who will help me see if the bullet hit the plate armor?" ”

When he said this, the faces of the kings, priests, and other powerful people who were in a good mood suddenly froze.

"Quick, go see if the bullet hits."

In the distance, the lion man ran wildly in small steps, ran to the seventy-meter target, and examined the plate armor all over his body.

"The plate armor is intact!"

When the blacksmith heard this, his heart chuckled.

"Quick, try another shot."

The soldiers operating the muskets reloaded the gunpowder, and because of the second reloading, there were more gunpowder residues in the ignition holes and primer pots, and in order to prevent accidents, the muskets had to spend more time cleaning up the residues, and then pouring the primer into the primer pot, loading the propellant and projectiles, and tamping them throughout.

After a complicated operation, the arquebus slammed, and the lions heard the loud gunfire again, and the bullet once again flashed away at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

It's just that the plate armor at the seventy-meter target is still intact, as if mocking the arquebus that the orcs have worked on in nine days.

The blacksmith's heart sank to the bottom, but he hadn't given up yet.

"Try the 10-meter target first, from near to far." Blue commanded.

The musketeer was sweating profusely, this musket was really troublesome to operate, and the third ** took another minute.

If it had been a Templar, they would have rushed to the façade on horseback and swept with spears, which would have given the enemy a chance to reload gunpowder.

Fortunately, after the third shot, the arquebus bullet finally hit the target, leaving a large hole in the plate armor.

When the king and other high-ranking officials saw the big hole, their ugly faces were finally relieved.

But the range is really a problem, and if the arquebus has a range of only this distance, the meaning of making it is close to nothing.

Within an hour of the incident, after repeated shooting tests, the lions finally got the accurate range of their muskets.

The gun's roughly accurate firing range is 30 meters, and the hit rate within 30 meters is close to 80 percent.

There is a high probability of bullet deviation from thirty to fifty meters, and the hit rate is about fifty percent.

By seventy meters basically looking at the face, only two hits in fifteen shots.

Not to mention a hundred meters, the single-shot hit rate of this gun is simply pitiful.

Even so, the old king, who had experienced blood and fire, still had to make guns.

If one gun misses, then add a few hundred more guns.

Shooting in a straight line, there are always two or three hundred bullets hitting the enemy, and he has also seen the power of firearms, which can directly penetrate the plate armor and pierce the flesh!

This is also the reason why Tomorrowtown buys iron and nitrate on a large scale - more guns can always shoot people.