When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 788: Holy Alliance First Grenadier Regiment
Standing on the ten-meter-high wooden tower, Horn's cloak fluttered in the wind.

Raising the telescope in his hand, Horn looked at the straw man target erected on the beach of the Ibe River in the distance.

The targets were arranged in a triangle shape and were decorated with Leia-style feathers.

Behind a clay bunker two hundred meters away from the target, six craftsmen were setting up some kind of tubular object on a tripod.

This tubular object is a small spring-driven grenade launcher.

Using a mountain copper spring weighing less than a pound and a front-end projectile tube about the length of a calf, it becomes a suitable small mortar or grenade launcher.

These grenade launcher teams are the evolved version of the hand cannon teams, and are specifically used to throw clock bombs and green dragon breath poison smoke bombs.

The Green Party, who controlled the production of Green Dragon Breath, made a fortune by selling the patent.

But what Horn wants to test today is not the clock bomb and the poison smoke bomb, but a brand new grenade to replace the red dragon breath.

Although he was far away, he could still see the "shells" being loaded into the tube through the telescope.

The cylindrical shells must be kept in a low temperature environment, that is, soaked in cold water.

Once the temperature gets too high, it becomes unstable.

Once unstable, any slight collision could lead to dire consequences.

These shells are made of crystal-like cylinders, and if you get close, you can see lightning solidified in the crystals.

An apprentice craftsman staggered over with an amethyst-like plasma bullet in his hand. The leaping electric light cast a bluish-purple shadow on his face.

Yes, this is the new weapon recently developed by Changdi City - the plasma bomb.

The preparation method is very simple, and anyone with an etheric spire, moon mercury, or lightning spell wizard at home can try it.

Simply put, when the Ether Spire guides the Ether, it uses lightning to bombard the Ether.

The charged ether will be sealed in the lunar mercury pool below, and then the charged lunar mercury will be crystallized using the preparation method of red dragon breath.

The charged lunar mercury crystals can be extracted, and after installing a buffer device and an excitation device at the rear, they can be used on the battlefield.

Horn personally named it "plasma bomb". Although this "plasma" is not the same as that plasma, Saint Sun gave his instructions in this way and had no objections.

"Woo——"

The scream of a pressure relief valve suddenly sounded at the test site.

"Load and get ready!" The grenade launcher craftsman waved a baton with colorful flags tied to it.

Shaking the handle, the grenade launcher stood upright at an angle of 60 degrees to the ground, and the 50mm muzzle was facing directly at the apprentice.

Swallowing his saliva, the apprentice carefully dropped the plasma bomb into the end of the grenade launcher.

Then he bent over and crawled to the side.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but people around me can hear the subtle crackling sound.

The next second, with a "bang", the plasma bomb that had just fallen into the grenade launcher flew into the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Since it had been calibrated several times beforehand, this plasma bomb was quite accurate.

It drew a perfect parabola and landed precisely in the middle of the three straw men.

The moment he landed, Horn couldn't help but tighten his grip on the telescope, and time seemed to stop for a second.

Then, a deafening explosion tore through the cold wind.

In the middle of the T-shaped straw man, what was gushing out was not flames, but a ball of lightning with a diameter of half a meter.

Spider-web-like electric snakes crawled through the air, and as they passed over the ground, the dead grass instantly carbonized into black gullies.

The iron armor on the three straw men melted into red molten iron in the plasma, dripping onto the grass with a hissing sound. "Hiss--" The crowd watching the ceremony also gasped with a hissing sound.

When the electric snakes dissipated, a charred pit was left in its place, and the armors of the three straw men around it were taken off by the brave craftsmen.

They came before the crowd and showed them the armor in their hands.

On the side of the armor facing the plasma bomb, melted dark red holes appeared.

The molten iron solidified into droplet-shaped protrusions on the surface of the armor's remains, not to mention the burnt straw man inside the armor.

The expressions of the spectators who watched from afar and then looked closer all changed slightly.

Especially those representatives from North County, South Mound County and Mound County.

Most of them were from minor noble families or landowner monks, and many of them had been on the battlefield.

They had witnessed things like clock bombs and poison smoke bombs.

But plasma bombs of this power are rare.

They could even see the effects when these plasma bombs fell into phalanxes or chargers on the battlefield.

Putting down the telescope, Horn nodded with satisfaction.

If the grenade launcher had not had a short range and slow bullet speed, it might have been shot into pieces by the extraordinary knight with a bow and arrow, and it could have been used instead of a clockwork cannon.

He calmly looked at Pettier who had arrived at some point and asked, "How many rounds are produced per month?"

Without looking at his notes, Pettier answered directly from memory: "Each time the etheric channeling can produce about five rounds, but it also needs to be used to charge the star-cast gears, so it will take about three months to produce ten rounds."

"Didn't the Holy Court say that they could soon calculate the second ether point using a hand-cranked calculator?"

The so-called etheric points can be seen as a new set of guiding rituals that are independent of the previous old rituals.

In this way, the original maximum of twice a month can be increased to four times a month.

Pettier shook his head. "Mr. Kelburn was transferred to study the conversion of mountain copper, and Lord Senius went to Upper River County. The number of college students assisting in the research is decreasing sharply..."

"Wait." Horn's eyebrows, which had been relaxed, raised. "I understand the first two sentences, but how can the number of college students decrease?"

"Your Majesty, the Thousand River Valley is now at war with the Kingdom of Leia. Many college students are afraid of being affected and have chosen to flee to Fran..."

"Then they won't continue their studies?" Du Valon asked.

Pettier was helpless: "Study is not as important as life, but almost all teachers and college students from Qianhe Valley stayed."

"Okay, let them be." Horn had no way to stop them, nor did he want to stop them. "Now you know why I want to devote all my efforts to developing my own school, right?"

Duvalon and Pettier looked at each other and laughed, "After all, it's better to use your own people."

Holding on to the railing of the tower, Horn was in a daze.

He turned around only when the second round of test firing began.

"The Salvation Army and the Black Champions can be equipped with a grenadier squad. Not too many, two per infantry regiment on average, mainly firing clock bombs and poison smoke bombs."

Pettier immediately took out a small notebook to record it.

Horn continued to instruct, “In addition, tomorrow’s combat drills between the new recruits and the Black Champions must be arranged so that these people today can review together.

Remember to write down a list, I will talk to them one by one after the banquet tonight."

Although Horn did not say what the list was, Pettier nodded in tacit understanding.

Du Valon stood aside and showed concern for the new recruits. He chuckled and said, "The ugly bride must meet the groom. After six weeks of training, it's time for them to see the world."

(End of this chapter)