The devil's guess was right.
Indeed, from the very beginning, the king had a special approach in mind to advance Legrand's industrialization.
After the "Rise of the Roses" ended, in order to consolidate the royal power and weaken the power of the local nobles, the king once ordered his financial officials to compile the entire Legrand's tax books. The compiled tax book was later given the nickname "Doomsday Book". At the request of the king, it became a law to regularly compile national tax reports. At that time, the king began to gradually understand the economic situation of his country step by step.
It can be said that today's Legrand has begun to have some seeds of a new era.
From the 11th century to the 13th century, Legrand's political situation tended to be stable. The Rose Royal Family has gradually recovered from the previous heavy losses. With the efforts of the promising monarchs of the past dynasties, Legrand gradually moved from a state to a reunification. Under the rule of a stable regime, the economy gradually recovered.
From the mid-to-late 13th century to the 14th century, cities began to be built rapidly. Chroniclers call this period the "rise of the city" period. The basic traffic routes in Legrand appeared, and rural residents began to flow to the city center. Against the background of the rise of the city, in the southeast of Legrand, the commerce that had been suppressed because of the teachings of the Holy See gradually developed, and the guilds flourished, among which the wool textile industry was the most prominent.
Without the outbreak of the Black Death[1] and a series of subsequent events, Legrand's economic evolution could have continued smoothly, and Legrand might not have been unable to grow and prosper step by step, and finally entered a new era smoothly.
But history has no ifs.
The outbreak of the Black Death, the Holy See's plan for the establishment of the kingdom of God, interrupted this gradual evolution.
Since history has been deflected due to the existence of extraordinary power, it can be made to embark on another path that is more dangerous and has greater possibilities in the same way.
In the beginning, the king wanted to start with an alchemist.
The Duke of Buckingham told him in the letter that the Rose Palace actually kept a group of notes left by alchemists in the legendary era. They left the knowledge they had learned to the latecomers, but the previous Legrand royal family had no spare power, and on the other hand, they were afraid of the Holy Court and were unwilling to reveal their cards too early, so they have not used it on a large scale.
The king asked scientists from the Royal Academy of Sciences and the Academy of Mad Men to study the notes left by the alchemists, and the notes left by the alchemists were indeed of great help to them.
But as the devil said, if you want to rely on Legrand's own power to further combine alchemy and science to promote industrialization, the time required is too long for the current situation.
They need another, unusual power to accomplish this miracle.
The only cooperation object, only hell.
The alchemist of the Legendary Age was right about the Rose family.
Dragon killers, they have always been unscrupulous conspirators. As long as the goal can be achieved, what's the harm in joining forces with hell? But, if the time is right, they will also turn against hell without hesitation. In a way, what the devil once said was right.
King, Duke of Buckingham, William III... All the people of the Rose family are more suitable for the chaos and intrigue of hell than people believe in the kingdom of God full of justice and light.
In the Rose Palace, the king opened his eyes.
The dark fog in the bedroom had receded, and the room was silent. The king got up and walked to the glass window. The pale moonlight fell on him. He raised his hand tiredly and pressed his eyebrows.
- For the final victory, there is nothing that cannot be used as a pawn.
After a moment of contemplation, the king returned to his table and began to write a new writ.
He needs some engineers with sufficient experience. Thanks to the northern rebellion some time ago, the ordnance engineers of the army have not had time to return to their homes. Now they only need to select some good enough talents from among them. In addition to this, he needs more blacksmiths, carpenters, chemists, gunpowderists, etc...
Legrand's best chemist is in the King's Academy of Mad Men, but you can't expect two chemists to complete such a huge project, right
Following the "Legrand No. 1 Pathological Research Department", the second branch of the Academy of Mad Men was finally established.
The king paused and filled in the appointment letter:
Legrand 1st Military Heavy Industry Department.
-Yes, industrialization promoted in this special way is undoubtedly a deformed sector produced by special means in a special period. It was born in the fire of war, and its ultimate purpose is to serve the war.
After signing his name, the king suddenly stopped when he put down his pen.
The moonlight spread into the room like frost, and a bright red rose quietly placed on the king's table under the combined illumination of the candle and the moonlight. On the rose-green branches, he wore a bone ring—almost exactly the same as the one in the king's hand.
Just almost.
The king picked up the bone ring, turned it slightly, and saw the inscribed text inside the bone ring:
"Pride and the Unknown Authority of Judgment".
This is what the devil brings to the king, the true gift of hell.
…
Perhaps, chroniclers should remember these two names:
Bran Rogers and Miley Rogers.
They are a pair of brothers.
The Rogers brothers were actually not too bad, they were well educated.
Originally, they should have successfully become knights, and then become two respected... lower-class little nobles. However, poor old Mr. Rogers finally found out that the good sons in his eyes had gone astray one day when his castle tower was almost burned down.
- They don't like fine armor or sharp swords, but indulge in a pile of bottles and jars, and spend all day in the company of pyrotechnic craftsmen.
This really broke the heart of old Mr. Rogers. Unfortunately, he tried his best and couldn't make his sons right. In the end, he could only send them to the seminary, hoping that the almighty Lord could be merciful. them.
Facts have proved that the Lord failed to save this pair of lost lambs.
The dean of the seminary almost drove them out of the door of the academy with heartache: Holy Lord! Why did Trinity Theological Seminary in Anning teach such a lunatic.
If they follow this trajectory, the two Rogers brothers are destined to become the "scum" in people's mouths - they lost all the property left by the old Rogers for some black powder, they did not do their jobs, they did not believe in the Lord, and they were even thrown away for causing a fire. into the prison.
The turning point in the fortunes of the two brothers came on the day the king walked into the gloomy prison.
So, as soon as they turned around, they changed from being spurned "scum" to the president of the madman's Academy of Sciences with a high status. Since then, they have received the full support of the king and are able to continue their experiments that were once limited by conditions and could not be completed. . Originally, they thought that was the biggest turning point in their own destiny.
However, the noble majesty told them with his actual actions:
No, that's not it.
"Quack, quack."
A crow flew over Brother Rogers' heads and made a screeching cry.
Brim and Miley led a group of excellent gunpowder workers who had gathered from all over Legrand—they are now the assistants of the Rogers brothers, standing in the black big on the ground. In front of them was a huge, half-built base.
Holy Lord! what did they see!
Under the dark red sky, on the black rocks, the skeletons waved iron tools and knocked down a piece of stone, and then another group of skeletons carried the rocks around in a fever, and they quickly built at a speed that humans could not do. Build a neat house.
One step ahead of them was the obsessive-compulsive and clean-obsessed Mr. Architect from the Academy of Mad Men. He was standing on a large rock, commanding these moving skeletons with a loud voice.
Everyone who received the letter of appointment written by the king finally accepted a chilling fact:
There was nothing wrong with what the house chief had said when he picked them up - the "Legrand 1st Military Heavy Industry Department" on the mandate was literally hell.
Literally hell, not figuratively.
"God..."
The Rogers brothers were still calm, but the others behind them couldn't help but let out almost groaning exclamations - now they can understand why after they received the letter of appointment, the royal knights would personally escort them to the gathering Place.
That's not "escorting", that's preventing them from escaping halfway.
Now, people are in hell, and they have nowhere to escape if they want to.
The king's handwritten letter of appointment gave them no way out.
Bran lowered his head and opened the letter that the house chief finally gave him, and the house chief told him to open it only when he was there. After reading it, Bran handed the letter to his brother.
He turned to look at the others.
"See that pile of rocks over there?"
Bran pointed to a black rock, and said to the assistants who couldn't believe where he was in a trance behind him.
The assistants nodded.
"Very good." Bran nodded slightly, "Gentlemen, if we have not been able to develop a gunpowder that meets His Majesty's requirements with such abundant resources and such excellent conditions, then... the neat and tidy ones you see now The black stone will become our guillotine."
After reading the letter, Miley further added: "Mr. Skeleton has been very considerate to help us write names on each stone. If you are interested, you can also find out which stone your guillotine is. "
The captain of the skeleton team, whose shoulder blades were nailed with iron nails, came over. It was in charge of welcoming the gunpowder research team.
In order to prove Miley's words, the skeleton captain nodded again and again, and it gave a friendly smile to its "brothers and brothers" - but, for hell's sake, don't tell it that a skeleton moves its jaws The smile on the bones is so penetrating.
Sigh, lol, lol.
The bones of the skeleton army moved and collided, making rhythmic sounds.
In this "friendly" and "happy" meeting, the King's Legrand First Military Heavy Industry Department officially started.
congratulations.
The author has something to say: Tyrant: The first friendly docking between the world and hell went smoothly
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Gunpowder workers: ? ?