When Iron Axe walked into the ruined Golden Spike City, although his face was expressionless, he was surprised by the destructive effect of the new firearm.
Although this weapon, which His Majesty calls a mortar, has participated in many times during the testing phase, putting it into actual combat and testing are two different things.
A team of five people, each carrying two shells, can hit such a momentum without backup ammunition support. It is really shocking.
He knew the rate of fire of mortars was much higher than that of front-mounted field guns, and he envisioned dozens of groups firing in salvos, but when he first saw it, he found that he still underestimated the firearm.
The single shot of the mortar is not as powerful as the fortress gun, but it is light and easy to use. It can move with the army without the assistance of the witch, and it can also attack the hidden target over the city wall. When the ammunition is sufficient, it can attack the enemy. almost devastating. If it was replaced by the First Army to withstand such firepower, he was not sure that the troops would be able to persevere.
No... It's normal if you can't hold on. Facing the overwhelming fire and rain, it's not bad to be paralyzed on the spot.
Iron Axe now finally understands why His Majesty confidently threw all those seemingly sophisticated field guns back to the furnace area in front of the mortars. The solid-core projectile weapons used before are indeed no longer necessary.
But then again, in the entire Greycastle, it is estimated that only His Majesty Roland can afford such a firearm.
It is said that the cost of a single shell is about three or four golden dragons, which means that more than three hundred pieces were shot in an instant just now, and the money is just like running water. And the blooming bullets used by the fortress guns are several times more expensive. If you face the devil in the future, can the golden dragon stored in the warehouse really be able to support Neverwinter City until the end of the Battle of Divine Will
Fortunately, it wasn't him who should be bothered by this problem.
Let Barov have a headache, after all, the army has only one task, and that is to win.
Passing through the long street filled with gunpowder smoke, Iron Axe and his party came to the center of the city square.
This place has been surrounded by layers of the First Army, and all the surviving nobles have been brought here, waiting for the disposal after surrender.
He swept over the disgraced crowd, and before he could speak, a nobleman stood up, "I am the lord of the Fleet Bay, Count Cassin, where is His Majesty Roland?"
There are many water systems around Jinsui City, and the territories are mostly named after bays and beaches. Tie Axe vaguely remembers that Jianwan is a large fief sandwiched between Jinsui and Haifeng County. A family that can occupy this kind of territory should enjoy plenty on weekdays. The eyes of the people in admiration and fear were met. But at this time, the other party's deliberately raised chin and reserved politeness seemed a bit ridiculous. "Your Majesty doesn't have time to take care of matters in the Eastern Territory. I am solely responsible for this."
"You?" Earl Cassin frowned.
"What is this guy joking? He looks like he's not from Greycastle, right?"
"Roland Wimbledon will let a sandman manage the army?"
"How could such a major event as an expedition not come in person? Isn't he afraid that the army will be scattered in a hurry?"
Not only the Fleet Lord, but there was also a voice of doubt in the crowd.
"The commander-in-chief of the Eastern Front Army is indeed Lord Iron Axe, we can all testify to this," the adjutant Xiongpaw couldn't help shouting.
"Eastern Front Army? What's that?" Cassin asked.
"Naturally, it refers to the army that recaptured the eastern border."
"Bear's paw!" Iron Axe sternly interrupted the adjutant's words, and the latter also realized his gaffe at the moment, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
Miss Edith is right, even though His Majesty has decided to take back the entrusted power and completely overthrow the traditional nobles, the influence of these people still exists. Although the bear paw, who was born as an hunter, could not be called servile when facing them, he obviously still cared about the title. If not, he would not have made such a low-level mistake.
Only he can do that.
Thinking of this, Tie Axe said solemnly, "Whether you believe it or not, the facts will not change. Besides, why did you come up to ask questions? Where is the Duke of Jinsuicheng, he should not be the ruler of the Eastern Territory. ?"
"The Duke has been sacrificed in the battle," Cassin shook his head, showing a sad expression on his face, "He insisted on leading the Knights to launch a frontal charge, and we were unable to stop him."
It turned out that the person who was immediately beaten into a sieve was the Duke? Iron Axe raised his brows. As a warrior, he was qualified. "But my soldiers reported that there were only two counter-attackers, where is the so-called knights?" He looked at the nobles in the crowd who had not taken off their armor, "Is it possible that the dignified guardian of the east has only one knight? "
"Uh, this..." Cassin was speechless for a moment.
"Don't mention those who have or don't. Since you are the leader of the army, then we will tell you our requirements directly," another nobleman came out, "It's okay to surrender, and let everyone stand up for Roland Wembley. It’s okay to serve him, but he has to see us. If His Majesty is not free to come to the Eastern Territory, we can send messengers there.”
"who are you?"
"Viscount Arleigh Burke," the other party said impatiently, "before that, we hope to be treated in accordance with our status. If we need a ransom or a scapegoat, just say the amount."
"But you are guilty of treason," Iron Axe said with an expressionless face, "Even if you are a noble, you cannot escape trial."
"First of all, the conspirator is Duke Willion Borg. He has already paid the price. We are just helpless to stay here. According to the law, we should be dealt with in a lower order."
"That's right, we're not his vassals, we're just under his jurisdiction." Kasin also came back to his senses at this time, "Secondly, no matter what the verdict is, it's up to His Majesty to decide. Is it possible that you still think about it? Judge us?"
Iron Axe quickly understood the reason why these nobles still put on airs despite their defeat. When they found out that Roland Wimbledon did not lead the army in person, they lost interest in talking. Obviously, according to common sense, how to deal with the defeated will only be known after the king has seen them. The next step is not so much a trial, but an exchange of interests. Those who can't pay are eliminated, and those who can reach an agreement can continue to hold a place, which is generally the case.
It should not be the first time they have faced such a defeat, and they believe that they can come up with the conditions to impress the king.
It's a pity that the king he is loyal to is not a noble in the general sense.
Iron Axe shrugged, "I really don't have this power, but in the same way, before Your Majesty makes a conclusion, you are still conspirators, so I can only put you in the dungeon first and wait until Your Majesty is willing to see you."
"How long will it take?" The Earl of Fleet said dissatisfiedly, "And I said before, according to the laws of the kingdom, we can't count as treason, unless you can find conclusive evidence!"
"According to the speed of the messenger, at most a month," Iron Axe smiled rarely, ignoring the latter half of the other party's sentence, "Please rest assured, I will provide you with your daily use and food according to noble standards. "
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Two days later, in the middle of the night, Bearpaw rushed into Iron Axe's tent in a panic.
"No, my lord! The castle dungeon is on fire!"