Chapter 173: Medals
More terrifying than the sword was the guns, and even more terrifying than the guns was Renault's smiling face, the horizontal flesh of the face trembling slightly, and the scar on the side of the mouth swayed with the slight tremor of the lips.
He swallowed his spit, if it weren't for his hearty laughter, he would have rushed over to pick up the arquebus, filled it as fast as he could, and shot him in the shiny head, the owner of this villainous face, standing with the great knight captain, was enough to play a great show of warriors fighting villains.
"Hmph, even if it is powerful, is it as fast as my bow and arrows, and is it as flexible as my bow and arrows?"
Unshkona's neck was red, and he was making a final justification and struggle.
For him to have such questions, he felt normal.
Many people have this question, when arquebuses first appeared, the range was not as far as that of bows and arrows, and the operation itself was complicated and cumbersome.
Of course, without these problems, the time for hot weapons to replace cold weapons will not be so long.
Does it really not have its own advantages as the originator of rifles, of course it is impossible, otherwise it will not replace cold weapons and gain a foothold in the army.
And that's a very important win.
"Dear knight elder, please tell me the truth, how long will it take to train an ordinary person to be like you?"
When the chief knight heard this, he puffed out his chest confidently.
"I didn't blow it! Give me thirty years, and I can train a scrawny boy into a warrior as brave as I do. ”
"Oh, you're great, that's great. ”
He didn't mean to mock him, a warrior like him didn't have special training techniques, and it would be impossible for him to come out in one hundred and eighty years.
"That's nature!"
Unshkona sneered, as if smug at his regain of the upper hand.
"How long do you think it will take you to master a weapon like mine?"
"I'm telling you that I didn't blow it, I haven't touched any weapon, don't look at a weapon like yours, it's a bit complicated to operate, I only need to look at it five times to be more familiar than you......"
The big knight's long eyebrows fluttered and spat at the star, and suddenly he realized something, and suddenly stopped, his face embarrassed, as if a fly had flown in.
"Looks like you're aware of that, too. ”
He laughed twice, this somewhat competitive man didn't have any bad intentions.
"Give me half a month, and I will be able to train an army with an arquebus, please imagine, if a row of soldiers with muskets shoots at you in turn, how many rounds can the chief knight last?"
The knight swallowed, he didn't dare to imagine, although he couldn't stand as a target, but the battlefield was not his own battle, if this thing was really used properly, it would really become a big killing weapon.
"Ahem, ahem!"
Anshcona coughed lightly twice.
"Actually, I'm not targeting you, but if you can give me this, I'll consider becoming friends with you. ”
I thought he was going to pick bones in the eggs and pick out some other faults, but I didn't expect him to suddenly pop out such a sentence, and he suddenly felt that this guy was still quite cute.
"That's not going to work!"
He didn't even think about it, and directly refused.
"You can't declare a personal vendetta, I am the most powerful warrior here, and such a powerful weapon should be used by me. ”
"Don't get excited, don't get excited. ”
Looking at his flushed face, he suddenly remembered when he was a child, and asked his parents for toys, even though it happened to others.
"I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you, but this gun wouldn't work, and he should be given as a collector's item to our great inventor, Earl Morston. ”
As he spoke, he raised Morston's hand in a daze.
"Without his help, this weapon would never have been made so easily. ”
With that, he looked sideways into Morston's eyes.
"This is the beginning of the thermal weapon, and it is best for you to be a medal. ”
Morston pouted, looking like he was holding back tears, after so many years he had finally been recognized, although there was some help from others, but he didn't care, no matter what way it was, as long as his invention could be useful, it would be the happiest thing.
"I didn't expect the Earl to be so powerful. ”
"yes! ”
"Oh my God! ”
The hunters were talking, and the children were starry.
Perhaps from this small village, the children's dreams have changed, no longer as warriors on a rampage on the battlefield, but as inventors who can invent strange things.
He was deeply touched by the comparison, because he had seen a statistic about the pre-era of the Great Convergence era, and 60% of the children in a certain era had a childhood dream of becoming an inventor.
While the old butler was about to help the prince pick up the heavy weapon, he was stopped by Morston with an angry shout.
Morston trotted all the way over, took the thing in his arms, and ran into the castle, lest someone would rob him.
"Your Highness, Lord Earl, if you look at me, you can ...... at me."
The usually steady and deep knight chief followed Moston's ass and trotted all the way, like two little children tidying up their beloved toys.
He smiled and watched them bounce around as he felt alive now, though he didn't know how long the joy would last.
In less than half a day, the notorious scrap maker Earl Moston has doubled his status in everyone's minds.
Now even children of a few years old know that this guy has invented a weapon capable of thunder, and the people here are still afraid of the flickering light in the sky, they think that it is the power of God, but the Count can control the power of God, and for a time he became the person closest to God in everyone's hearts.
In the past few days, the chief knight has been gathering the young people in the village in full swing, and telling them that as long as they join the team, they will have the opportunity to see the power of God, which has caused an uproar in the village.
The knights, who had come with the chief knight, scoffed at it, thinking that they had seen the world and were not like the stupid frogs at the bottom of the well in the village.
Knowing this, Onshkona was not angry, because when they saw the real thing, they would know who was the frog at the bottom of the well.
According to the words, the greatest enemy that hinders wisdom and progress is self-righteousness.
Now the Grand Knight Commander was already snickering, really wanting to see how they saw the weapons and broke their heads to grab them, and what made him happiest was that he promised him to pick the best arquebus among the first batch of arquebuses to be made.