Chapter 7
My Empire Chapter 7
2020-11-03
Chapter 7 7 Greedy Man"It's so beautiful..." Encel City, City Lord's Mansion, Maine City Lord is rubbing his hands and looking at ten identical chairs.
"You said this was made by the kid from the Alanhill family in Serris City?" He extended the hand to stroke the splendid lacquer surface, and asked the businessman beside him with incomparable greed.
"Yes! My lord! I spent 20 Silver Coins on each chair. It is indeed produced by Serris, and I have confirmed it many times." The businessman replied respectfully.
Seris has a new woodworking process that has the Encel City Lord salivating. He hopes to get this craft and make himself richer.
"And these beautiful fabrics..." After reading the table and chairs, Encel looked at the fabrics again, his hands stroking the soft fabrics.
That is an indescribable beautiful feeling, Encel even forgot to speak, he just looked at those rainbow-like fabrics and appreciatively.
Finally, the greedy Sir City Lord walked out of his Small World, withdrew his gaze from those gorgeous fabrics, and finally had a somewhat superior appearance.
"Very good...very good!" He pretended to be nodded and looked towards the generals beside him: "If we attack Serris, what are the chances of winning?"
When his City Lord asked this question, the general knew that he had the intention to provoke a war. So he pondered for a while and replied: "There is about a 70% chance of winning."
Although Serris's soldiers are elite, they also have ferrite specialties, and their armor and weapons are better, but the direction the opponent needs to defend is really is too much.
"We only need to defend in two directions, but they need to defend in four directions. Although there are many troops, they need to be dispersed... This is our advantage." That general can be regarded as having two brushes, giving Come up with an attack plan that looks very feasible.
"We were the first to gather our troops, and then suddenly attacked on the frontier! Serris City was caught off guard, and it was bound to suffer heavy losses." He did not pin his victory on his own troops, but wanted to prolong the war, Looking forward to the joining of other forces: "When our attack is effective and the other side has to retreat to Serris City Fort, the forces in other directions will take advantage of it."
Who's the reason You all know that after hearing the plan from his general, City Lord Encel immediately thought it was a feasible plan.
When the time comes, as long as he distributes the benefits to the lords in other directions, then the Arrant Empire probably won't bother with such trivial matters.
As long as he carries Serris City's 1000gold coin tax tribute, then the Arrant Empire has nothing to lose. If he is willing to pay an extra 300gold coin, he might even mention his position.
Thinking of this, Ensel couldn't hold back any longer: "Gather all the soldiers! Find a way to arm those peasants! I'll lead the army myself to defeat Serris!"
"Your wise man! Such good craftsmanship... Those craftsmen should belong to me, Mayne!" On the other side of Ensel, his confidant retainers praised with a sinister smile.
"Send a message to the City Lord of Ferry City! Borrow 500 elite soldiers from him! As long as you take Serris City, you will receive half of the benefits!" Encel felt that his strength was not enough. , made a decision that he thought was safe.
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Chris on the other side, sitting on the high platform watching the first generation of artillerymen who were training in the distance, couldn't hide the joy on his face.
After making two prototypes, he refined the design blueprint, and made 20 more advanced artillery guns using clumsy manual and machine-assisted methods.
Because of a more powerful smelting formula, Chris's blacksmiths mixed the special material ferrite with new steel to forge a powerful modern artillery body.
In addition to the application of rifling technology, the new artillery adopts a series of new technologies such as post-loading and fixed-loading ammunition.
Compared to the 1880 guns that Dez saw, Chris's weapons are now almost as advanced as they were around 1900, almost as advanced as the WW1 era guns.
Chris has improved the gun mounts of the artillery these days and installed a hydraulic recoil device, which has made the artillery in his hand a prototype of a modern artillery.
It is precisely because of the inexhaustible technical experience in his mind that the weapon in his hand has developed by leaps and bounds.
20 90mm howitzers with a range of 7 km, powerful and fast reloading. Whether in the field or siege, these artillery can provide a very strong fire support for the troops.
For the same purpose of serving these artillery pieces, Chris personally selected 50 soldiers among the veterans for training, and passed on the knowledge of modern artillery dispatching and commanding by means of supplementary lessons.
Now, Chris's crazy expansion is limited by the basic knowledge of his people and the shortage of industrial equipment. He even has the blueprint of the design of the American F22 fighter jet in his mind, but unfortunately he doesn't even have an electric machine...
The artillery and shells made by the most traditional method have surpassed The mighty power of this era, but Chris knew in his heart that at this moment, he was far from being able to withstand the consumption and destruction of war.
At this moment, he is like the Eighth Route Army during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. The industrial foundation is too weak, and he can only barely solve the problems, unable to support a protracted large-scale war.
For him now, the good news is not without it: after all, other countries in this era do not even have such an industrial foundation!
"Range 40! Reloaded!" In the distant artillery position, the officer in charge waved the small flag in his hand and shouted the password loudly.
Soldiers who repeatedly practiced loading with solid training bullets made of iron blocks, gasping for breath, withdrew the heavy shells from the gun chambers and started the preparations for the next loading.
The shells are too expensive, and the number of people required for the artillery is also considerable. Among the 500 recruits that Chris recruited, 400 were specially trained for the artillery.
Each cannon is controlled by 10 soldiers, including 1 commander, 1 gunner, 3 operators, 3 loaders, and 2 people dedicated to towing used carriage.
In addition to these 10 soldiers, there are another 10 soldiers around as substitutes. They have no operational tasks, but are only responsible for learning for future expansion of artillery.
"My lord, I just sent the news that all the special carriages for these cannons have been manufactured. Now these cannons can completely keep up with the cavalry's marching speed." There is good news.
As someone who knows the future of the industry, Chris has prepared a carriage for the entire army so that the entire army can move quickly. In this way, he has a fast-moving force that can quickly rush to the direction of the outbreak.
Every 5 of his artillerymen have a four-horse and four-wheeled carriage, which is responsible for transporting the horse's food, cannonballs, tents, tools... and the standard infantry also has a carriage for transportation, and every 10 people take a carriage action.
Because of spending a lot of gold coins, Chris's "Mobile Force" is quite luxurious. He prepared 100 vehicles of various models to give the entire army "wheels".
"Now, no matter which direction there is a problem, we can immediately send 500 cavalry and 500 infantry in that direction." After 20 days of hard work, Chris was sighed in relief. He is now ready to deal with future battles, and he can be regarded as having the power to keep his wealth.
"There have been some changes in the bunker recently. The barbarians in the north seem to be interested in us." After reporting the good news, Vagron told Chris another bad news. .
The wealth is not revealed, Serris's wealth has been coveted by the surrounding forces. This situation is not very good. The peace in front of us is more and more like the tranquility before the rainstorm.
"Send 100 more soldiers to the north! Increase the border guard force to 300! We need to show our attitude! Don't show weakness in this regard!" Chris frowned instructed.
"Yes! Your lord!" Vagron also felt a mountain of pressure. With the exception of the 500 new troops that Chris created, 300 soldiers is almost all they can recruit now.
If there is any further action from the northerners, Serris will need to send cavalry and new troops to the northern frontier. This is definitely not good news for Chris, who doesn't have many mobile units.
"In addition, Mr. Dez didn't break his promise. He paid the tax tribute of the Arrant Empire for us. The tax envoy of the Arrant Empire just sent the tax payment certificate and praised our positive tax attitude." When Gron mentioned this matter, his flesh hurt a little.
Seeing Vagron's expression, Chris laughed: "hahahaha, the taxman is so reasonable, Stryd spends a lot of money, right?"
"The taxman is gone. The most expensive purple cloth is loaded with a whole carriage." Vagron complained in a low, muffled voice.
"It's not expensive! As long as the Arrant Empire doesn't put pressure on us, this money will not be in vain!" Chris, who already felt the pressure of defense, waved his hand with a smile and said.
What he lacks now is not money, but time to develop and defensive troops. If you can fix those issues, it's definitely worth spending something.
"One last thing... my lord, the parts you asked for yesterday have been made... Lord Chris from the blacksmith asked me to send a message that the steam engine is ready to be assembled." Varg Long seemed to remember something, and said again.
"Let these artillerymen keep training! Hurry up! All we're missing now is time!" Chris stood up, patted Vagron's shoulder and ordered, "After all, there's more good news than bad news, this It's the best news!"
After he finished speaking, he walked off the high platform, turned on his horse and ran towards the direction of the workshop.
(end of this chapter)