Chapter 256: One of the Days in Paris
For the time being, he did not convince Joan of Arc to let Li Ji stay in Paris for the next few days and be his Oriental merchant in peace, and occasionally donate the pills from the East to auction them for money, or show off his flying sword killing skills, which is enough to distinguish him from those swindlers and get the treatment of a VIP person.
On this day, Li Ji was led by soldiers to visit the newly established arsenal in Paris.
The Heroic Spirits possess all kinds of abilities that turn decay into magic, such as the scientific knowledge they have memorized, such as concept improvement, mass production, and so on, which can almost be said to be combined with scientific magic, and it is still expensive to want them to create something out of nothing.
Therefore, this newly established arsenal is of great significance, which will greatly ease the logistical pressure and transfer a lot of work to ordinary people.
Of course, the production and manufacturing base is located in Orleans, which is relatively safe, and only the situation in Paris is in a stalemate, so it has to increase construction efforts here.
Edison was inside the Arsenal and was overjoyed to see him, his beard fluttering on both sides, as if he were facing his own child, inspecting the machine guns and cannons that had just been built and were shiny as new and smelled of oil.
Li Ji turned his gaze to look at these famous weapons of the late nineteenth century, recalled the murderous name they left behind, and couldn't help but fall into a similar state to Edison, and even after obtaining Edison's consent, he took out a machine gun and put it in front of him to observe.
"Lee... What do you think? Are you confident of winning? Edison seemed to know something and took the initiative to ask.
Li Ji asked in a tentative and euphemistic tone: "I can't make up my mind for the time being, speaking of which, how about the production capacity of the arsenal?" As far as I know, we have 5,000 troops near Paris, to what extent have we been reloaded? β
"When it comes to production capacity..."Edison, who has always been confident and even arrogant, looked embarrassed, "The production capacity is less than twenty a day, and the cannons are even more special, with an average of three at most a day, and half of the manpower has to be invested in maintenance." β
It could be seen that Edison had done his best.
He has been working 172 hours a week, can there be anyone who can work more industriously than him? Even, he is almost to the point where the lamp runs out, and he maintains a low level of mana every day, throwing all his magic power into various places, and it is very likely that ordinary soldiers can hurt him.
The main reason is that Paris has not yet achieved complete control, surrounded by coalition forces outside the city, and there is continuous resistance in the city, so it is impossible to fully mobilize manpower and material resources, and there is no way to let go of development.
Another reason is resources, in this era, Lorraine and Alsace in France are rich in resources, and the good places rich in iron ore and coal also belong to the Holy Roman Empire, and the supply of these resources is tight, and the production capacity naturally cannot go up.
Fortunately, the situation was much better in Orleans than on this side, so Edison didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"So haven't you considered persuading Joan of Arc to go to North America? From the Caribbean to the East Coast, even if there were Indians, they were nothing compared to the siege of all of Europe. β
"I have to admit that it is a suggestion worth considering," Edison shook his head, looking regretful, "I am bound by a contract and need to obey the orders of Jeanne d'Arc." β
Li Ji was not surprised by Edison's reply, and in general, the Heroic Spirits could give their opinions, but the contractual constraints allowed Joan of Arc to decide the key issues.
His next stop was to visit the city's fortresses scattered around the city of Paris, and continue to gather information, anyway, the fortress was founded by his servant Semiramis, and there was no need to worry about hindering.
When he stood on the top of the fortress, he noticed that the soldiers of the Anti-Chastity League had increased unabated after the defeat of the Earl of Nahuel yesterday, and the number of tents was still the same, and the offensive did not stop, and even used the rapidly outdated trebuchet to try to smash the fortress and the high wall in front of him.
From time to time, there was the sound of the ground shaking under their feet, and it was surprising that the fortress they were standing on was unusually strong.
"Semiramis, the fortress you built is very good, no wonder this time you still have the opportunity to be among those heroic spirits who have entered the knowledge, you can be the leader of the era of ancient times when buildings were generally prevalent, huge buildings showed national power, and rulers were supreme and authoritative."
Semiramis enjoyed Li Ji's praise: "Master has spent a lot of time with me and knows that I know a lot about things. β
"Historically, you were an all-rounder, you knew how to control your subordinates, you knew how to use military strategy, and you knew how to build engineering fortresses." Li Ji recalled the historical account of the girl, expressed his agreement, and boasted about the girl by the way.
However, they are not garrisons at all, or rather, Semiramis is currently commanding mainly requisitioned craftsmen and civilians, closer to the concept of sappers, and immediately after the construction and repair of one fortress is completed, he receives urgent information that the fortress has been damaged, and needs to go to the second place immediately.
So much so that they went out all day long, and even at lunch, they saw the soldiers take out the black and hard French baguettes, and eat them with dirty hands with the ingredients they don't know what.
If you compare their lives with the ordinary people of Paris, this group of craftsmen and people who have been recruited by the Joan of Arc are treated well, at least they are guaranteed to eat, but due to the continuous wars and wars in the recent period, the lives of the people of the lower classes of Paris have fallen to an unprecedented bottom, which is much worse than this.
"In Assyria, life in Assyria is not so bad... Under the irrigation of water conservancy projects, the fertile soil of the two river basins is thousands of miles, and the crops are harvested every year. Semiramis sighed.
"The Roman era was much better than that." Li Ji followed with emotion, "This is the Dark Middle Ages, it is said that it is the regression of civilization, the Roman habit of bathing has been completely abolished, although there has been a small progress in science and technology, it is a pity that there is no strong government to promote it, and the benefits of the only progress are minimal." β
βmasterβ¦ Are you going to keep waiting these days? Semiramis changed the subject.
"That's right... Don't look at Joan of Arc's glamorous appearance, it's about to be unbearable, especially when you visit Edison's new arsenal in the morning and see you busy all over the place. β
Li Ji said, seeing that the warehouse with grain and grass stacked in the distance suddenly burned, and a black mist rose into the sky, and the situation fell into chaos.
"Over there?"
"Definitely the resisters ... Compared to the army outside the city, the resistors who operate in the shadows are bribed by the rat-like nobles who remain in the city, and are responsible for assassination, poisoning, arson, and intelligence gathering, causing us a lot of trouble. β
"I'll take a look." Before Li Ji finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared, and a moment later he came to the vicinity of the warehouse where the fire was raging, and saw Tesla, who was interrogating the prisoner.