Chapter 9 Sure enough, science and technology are the primary productive forces......

Scorpion crossbow, scorpion crossbow......

So Egil clicked on the Army interface. The army interface is further subdivided into ranged and melee combat.

Remote.

The range is divided into five categories: bows, crossbows, javelins, large machinery, special, and five.

Eh, special flying items...... Well, throwing axes, throwing ropes, slingshots or something. Some old-fashioned stuff, but why aren't there muskets?

"Well, it's going to be after you've triggered the special time. The system wizard explained.

“...... One nitrate, two sulfur and three charcoal, I will too. Egil said in a broken voice.

"But it's not part of the system, so it can't be integrated with the system. The system won't make a gunpowder workshop, let alone make gunpowder for you. And entrusting outsiders, are you really at ease?" the system wizard asked.

“...... It's really not reassuring. Egil had no choice but to give up. However, he also guessed in his heart what the so-called hidden mission had to do with it -- what happened to the east in this era? Although it should have been a confrontation between the Liao and Song dynasties at this time in history. But what will happen to this world, who can say?

Is.

Then, the scorpion crossbow, although it also has a crossbow word, but according to the classification, it should be mechanical.

Well...... The old lever-type catapult, eh, this can be made!

Ancient ballistas, eh? This can also be made!

Siege Truck ...... Level 4 machinery?

Bed crossbow ...... Level 3 machinery.

Found it, the scorpion crossbow, which is also a level 4 technology.

...... It's a little more demanding.

"Anyway, how the hell are you going to study these things?"

"There is a scientific research institute, and then you can study it. ”

"Eh, scientific research institutes?"

So, Egil decided to make a list of his buildings...... Finally, I found a scientific research institute in a very inconspicuous corner.

Research Institute: In the legendary dark Middle Ages, theology ruled everything, so if you want to study science and technology, you are definitely not allowed. Have the name of the heretic on your back. Eh, are you really going to build this thing? Then choose a hidden place to cat, and don't let anyone find it--or else...... Hey, hey, hey.

......

The last one, hey, hey, hey, it's very silvery, there's wood.

Egil rolled his eyes. After that, I said weakly in my heart: "Build." ”

"Where is it built?"

"The basement, just below my lord's mansion, dig a pit and block it with big rocks, that's it. ”

"Huh. You're pretty good at picking places. However, it takes more money. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

"Fifteen hundred gold in total, thanks. ”

......

If you do the math, Egil doesn't have a penny left.

After that, I clicked on the technology interface again, and I saw the scorpion crossbow with translucent words written on it: can be studied, four words. However, the precondition turned out to be 100 gold. It made Egil can't help but shout: What a cheat!

"Anyway...... Technology or something, you can buy it with bonds, right?"

"That's true, but the amount of bonds you need is amazing. After all, science and technology are the primary productive forces."

But at this time, Egil couldn't wait at all: "No matter what, how much is needed, report the number!"

"Do you know that you look like a nouveau riche now?"

"You want to take care of it?!"

"Well, if you do die prematurely, I'll be bothered, too. The system elf said, "After all, the show has just begun. ”

"Do you think I'm acting?"

"Almost, it's kind of exciting. ”

......

In the face of such a shameless system elf, Egil basically had nothing to say, pouted, and then quietly waited for the system elf to quote.

"1,000 bonds for each for beginner technology and 10,000 bonds for intermediate technology. 100,000 for advanced technology, 1 million for super technology, and 10 million for ultimate technology. Above. ”

“...... Inflation is really bad. ”

"That's right. ”

“...... Okay, the Scorpion Crossbow is a mid-level technology, isn't it? 10,000 bonds, isn't it? That is, I have to spend nearly three hours to buy it, right?"

"That's right. ”

“...... It's too expensive. ”

"Don't buy it if it's too expensive. ”

"Oh, then I won't buy it. ”

“......”

"A little bit of a coupon costs a second of life - and a little bit of a coupon is exchanged for a gold coin. A hundred gold coins can study the Scorpion Crossbow - that would save 9,900 bonds, right?!"

"Oh, you've finally got the hang of it. ”

"So it's a system bug or something. You should use it decisively. ”

So, Egil decisively clicked the button to start researching.

"In other words, scientific research institutes have not yet been built. ”

......

In this way, Egil suddenly found that the two "people" and the system elves were complaining to each other and vomiting all the way, and the barracks were about to arrive - at this time, Egil suddenly found that several Viking warriors came out of the barracks in front of him, one of them was pulling a rope, and a good-looking woman was tied behind the rope.

Of course, it's just pretty good.

"Hey, what are you guys doing? Egil jumped off his horse, strode over and patted the Viking warriors on the shoulder, asking in a familiar manner.

"Oh, chief, this lady claims to be the daughter of the leader of some hapless tribe that has been destroyed, and says she has some secret to tell you, as if it were the truth, so she is moved.

"Anyway, the system elf. Is this a task I triggered?"

"Do you think the system is omnipotent? This guy is native, although you have conquered it and have been included in the system. But there is still a certain amount of self-control. ”

"I see. ”

Egil nodded, and then said, "Go back to the barracks." It just so happened that the war was won. I want to stay with you guys for a few days. ”

Speaking high-sounding words, Egil didn't even blink an eye. completely ignored that he had no place to live, so he had to move to the barracks.

Ding dong.

At that moment, a system chime sounded in Egil's ears.

You've got a new caste: Clever Tongue.

Clever tongue: You have definitely practiced, you gay?!People's support +5% can be complementary to motivating morale, can be complementary to affinity intermediate, shameless surname +1.

"What's that shameless caste?" asked the system elves as he bragged and fart with the Viking warriors.

"Who knows, Sa. "The system elves spread their hands.

"Can you grant me a request?"

"What request?"

"Reveal your true identity and let me beat you up. ”

"Che, maybe my real body is a creature as strong as a dragon. ”

"Then I'm going to beat you up too. ”

In this way, when it came to the barracks, the so-called barracks of the Nordic Vikings were actually just a bunch of traditional longhouses, in which they ate, lived and slept, just like large dormitories. A small square was enclosed around the four longhouses, where soldiers usually assembled and trained. There are arrow targets, large stone locks for strength, and weapon racks with axes. Sometimes, the army will also do some confrontation training under the leadership of the captain, as well as array defense training. Maintain your combat effectiveness in this way - and even increase your experience points after a certain period of time.

For example, there are five or six barracks in each longhouse structure, and there is one barracks of comparable size in each of the four directions of the town. Nearly 2,000 soldiers, in total, were organized to defend the town.

When Egil walked into the barracks, the barracks on the south side was being trained for confrontation, two teams of Viking soldiers and one group of Viking warriors were divided into two teams, led by their own chosen captains, holding wooden axes for practice and small shields for practice, and fierce battles. Nearby, a group of crossbow-wielding militiamen were lining up at the range for shooting drills - but, perhaps because the Vikings were so noisy, the distracted crossbow-wielding militiamen would turn their heads from time to time to watch the group fight each other.

Seeing his own war leader approaching, some sharp-eyed Viking warriors immediately recognized him, and just wanted to go up to say hello - but forgot that he was still on the battlefield, and was cut down with an axe by the Viking warrior on the other side, who was a little slower. This unlucky ghost had no choice but to pat the dirt on his body, and according to the regulations, he was treated as a dead person, and ran to the side to shout cheers.

When Egir saw that this was not going to work, he said, "Okay, okay, you don't have to worry about me, please go on, and I'll have a drink with you all at noon!" The combination of intermediate affinity and clever tongue skills made these Vikings feel very happy. "Oh!" shouted, and the two teams continued to fight.

Then, at the behest of a Viking captain, Virgil and the knights of the Guard settled their lodgings and dispersed to the unoccupied beds of several longhouses, which didn't really make sense, of course. Viking warriors still have some rules on the battlefield, but they can be casual under the battlefield. It's just a good idea, and where is not sleeping? Just find a bed -- not enough beds? Then it depends on whose hands and feet are slow, and the slow person should go to the stable with the animals.

In this way, the knights of the Guards also began their own training. Their training was a little more complicated, equestrianism, swordsmanship, mace, flail, riding spear, teamwork...... Such a military camp is almost impossible to operate.

And so, by the afternoon, when the day's training was complete, the Viking warriors laughed, drank ale from their cups, stuffed the roast with the meat offered by the hunters, and bread and sausages, and sang, danced, and fought with each other...... There was a commotion in the various longhouses. The knights of the Guard were also Vikings, so they quickly blended into the environment and celebrated with their compatriots. Egir, on the other hand, was quick to adapt - like a real Viking, moving around the longhouses and adjusting the atmosphere. During the banquet, the witty remarks provoked the soldiers to laugh and admire.

However, when the warriors had enough of making a fuss and were ready to go to bed, several Viking warriors mysteriously dragged Egil to the door of a reading storage room, opened the door and pushed him in, closed the door, and then left laughing.

Feeling a little inexplicable, Egil looked at it, but saw the girl who was being chained by the Viking warriors during the day and wanted to take it to his mansion......

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