The cost of producing a one-kilogram alchemy bomb requires seven hundred grams of blood steel, worth eight silver coins and twelve copper coins. Three hundred grams of black powder, worth five silver coins, sixteen copper coins, and four hours for a magician to draw magical runes.

Even counting the manufacture of bomb casings, the labor of black powder, in addition to the time investment of the magician, costs no more than two gold coins.

The alchemy bomb sold by the Elemental Heart is more powerful, but the price is as high as one hundred gold coins, and the cost performance is not comparable to the magic bomb produced in Haraland's territory.

Before Richard set out on the expedition, he had a premonition that this war might be in trouble, so he stocked up on a lot of war materials in the Starlight Vial in advance. Among them is the Alchemy Bomb.

There are only 500 alchemy bombs in Haaland's domain, all of which are stored in a separate underground warehouse at Fort Sophia.

This time, Richard went on the expedition, carrying three hundred alchemy bombs, hidden in the Starlight Bottle.

Opening the Starlight Bottle requires a special spell that requires the recitation of the spell to open the Starlight Bottle in Mandarin.

Richard didn't want outsiders to know a little bit about Mandarin, and often quietly chanted a spell in the middle of the night when no one was around, opening the Starlight Vial.

Today's tentative offense didn't go well, and Richard gave everyone a day off.

Late that night, Richard quietly opened the Starlight Bottle and took out thirty alchemy bombs in a place where no one was around.

After the alchemy bomb was successfully manufactured, he did a lot of actual combat training in the territory, and many veterans of the first squadron personally threw the alchemy bomb, and they had a clear understanding of the danger of this kind of thing.

Grenadiers who specialize in bombing were also selected within the squadron.

The criteria for the selection of grenadiers were strict, requiring more than six points of strength.

Generally speaking, the strength of first-order professionals is around six points, and before there are advanced professionals, the strength is more than six points, and they are all people with natural strength.

The soldiers of the first squadron have practiced the breathing method for five years, and there are no advanced professionals, and there are no more than ten soldiers with a strength of more than six points.

These people focused on training their throwing skills, and they threw a kilogram of alchemy bombs, not only at a distance, but also with great accuracy.

Richard is going to let the first squadron take the lead today, and through a sneak attack with thirty alchemy bombs, the enemy will be blinded at once.

Wait for the enemy to be in confusion in the camp, and then let the two cavalry squadrons attack on the back.

With tactics in mind, Richard gathered the officers together and arranged a combat mission.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, when the soldiers had eaten breakfast, Richard saw that the sun was shining and the weather was pleasant, and immediately gave the order to attack the city.

The 1st Squadron slowly walked out of the camp, approaching the range of the archers and raising its heavy shield.

The giant shield weighs 100 catties and can protect five or six people.

If it weren't for the high quality of the first squadron, many of them would be strong men with a strength of more than four points, and they would not be able to lift such a heavy shield.

This special shield is nailed with an iron sheet on the outside, a thick wooden plank in the middle, and a sheepskin lining on the inside.

The defense of the heavy shield is very strong, unless you encounter a powerful archer like Richard, ordinary archers can't shoot through this three-layer heavy shield at all.

Relying on the protection of heavy shields, the 1st Squadron suffered minimal casualties and rushed to the trench outside the camp.

Seeing that the distance was no more than thirty meters, the grenadiers of the first squadron, the professional officers, threw alchemy bombs one after another.

Thirty alchemy bombs exploded in the camp almost at the same time, and the camp was suddenly dusty.

Sputtered shrapnel flew everywhere and swept down a large number of people.

Due to the accuracy of the grenadiers' throwing, most of the thirty alchemy bombs exploded in the crowd.

A large number of soldiers were affected by the blast, and the casualties were very heavy.

There were only more than 300 rebels in the camp, and more than 100 were killed and wounded at once.

The violent explosion instantly stunned the rebels.

The village was littered with severed arms and limbs, and everywhere there were cries of miserable casualties.

Even in the first squadron of the attacker, many recruits were a little stunned when they saw the enemy's tragic situation.

These recruits were all serfs recruited by Baron Rice and others, and were recruited by Richard to become auxiliaries and fight with the first squadron of soldiers.

Although I participated in a battle, I have some combat experience, and my endurance exceeds that of recruits.

But when they saw the power of the alchemy bomb for the first time, the recruits were still terrified. Many of the recruits fell to their knees and prayed to the gods not to rain down thunder.

Martin, the leader of the 1st Squadron, let out a loud shout and dragged a recruit to his feet.

"Hurry up and fill the trenches and open the way for the cavalry to attack."

Hearing the squadron leader's order, the standard-bearer waved the order flag vigorously.

The Brena serfs were in the second echelon, and the archers were out of range, and when they saw the order flag, the officers passed the order, and the serfs began to fill the trenches with wheelbarrows and bags of earth.

The surviving soldiers in the camp found that the enemy was filling in the trenches and spontaneously organized themselves to fire arrows to kill and wound the serfs who filled the trenches.

The archers of the first squadron also opened their bows and arrows to suppress the small number of archers in the cottage.

There are a lot of veterans in the first squadron, there are two people in the fourth order of archery, more than twenty people in the third order, and there are five or six enchanted bows in the hands of the officers.

The soldiers and officers in the cottage suffered heavy casualties, and there were only about thirty archers in the organization.

Shooting at the 1st Squadron, they soon fell into disadvantage.

Within a few minutes, more than a dozen people were killed or wounded. And the sharpshooters of the 1st squadron were killed and wounded two.

Seeing that the archers could not take advantage of it, they could not suppress the first squadron.

The loss of the camp is imminent. With a bit of fanaticism on his face, the camp commander gathered the soldiers together, and each one took out a short knife, cut the major artery on the wrist, and put his own blood into a huge magic array.

There was a strange white crystal in the middle of the magic array, and after the crystal was stained red with blood, it immediately burst out with a dazzling bright light, and a plane passage leading to the necromantic realm was immediately formed.

The cultists in the cottage used a special method to open the mysterious plane passage, and Richard outside had no idea about it.

Seeing this scene, Richard's face changed, and he immediately sounded the horn of retreat and conveyed the order to retreat to the first squadron.

This fog Richard had seen from a book called The Mist of Death.

There is a lot of mystical power in the mist, which can greatly deplete the life force of living creatures. Whether it is a human, animal or a tree, as long as it is shrouded in fog, sooner or later the vitality will be sucked away by the fog.

Every corpse that dies in the fog will turn into a terrible undead.

The undead are very resistant to physical strikes, and require elemental and soul magic to kill the undead.

There was only one magician in the army, Richard, who could not defeat more than a few hundred undead.

The slightly more powerful undead are a few points more difficult to deal with than the third-order professionals.

Three hundred undead, even if the legendary warrior comes, the only one who is alone will be able to escape.

This kind of problem has appeared in the cottage, which is beyond Richard's control, and now he can only turn to the Dawn Church for help, hoping to rely on the power of the church to kill the dead soul and eliminate the fog.

Fortunately, the fog did not expand quickly, and the undead did not have the intelligence to leave the environment shrouded in the fog of death, so Richard successfully returned to Breoner County with his soldiers.

The official roads of the two counties have been blocked by fog, and Richard wants to enter the canyon county to support, so he can only take the small road over the mountains.

(End of chapter)