There is gunpowder in this world, which is a kind of magic potion. However, the laws of the world are different. If you want to stabilize the gunpowder attributes, the price will be too high.

The manufacturing of magic potions cannot be factory-made, so no one is willing to develop such guns.

The goblin musket is a peak. This time Metatrim caught many invaders from another world, studied scientific and technological weapons, and improved the launch of potions, which reduced the cost.

However, it is not without cost. This metal bullet is difficult to attach magical attributes and can only be a substitute for bows and arrows.

The feather arrows shot by powerful archers have attributes and are many times more lethal than this projectile. However, such weapons must have their value. This simple firearm is for warriors and can be used without a magician.

"The potion is quite stable, the bullet has no magic-breaking effect, and it cannot add space attributes. One magazine can accommodate thirty-three bullets. If it is shot, it must be replaced manually. The rate of fire is faster, and it can be done every second."

Moduo also knew about the invasion of another world and knew the ins and outs of the gun. He thought about it carefully and found that the value of this thing is higher than that of a bow and arrow, and can control the cost, so he no longer has to train archers in the future.

"It can save soldiers' physical strength, but if both sides are equipped, it will eventually be a matter of close combat. These are all for consumption."

Xia Hexin said that melee combat can only be used as entertainment in Shenzhou, although everyone loves to play. When it really requires melee combat, there are robots.

However, Modo's words make sense in this world. Constructing war puppets is not something that everyone can afford.

Xia He distributed a hundred demonized war horses, and the rest were riding on Trojan horses. Because the Trojan horses were too simple, the team looked a bit ridiculous.

The soldiers had no objection. The Trojan horse was stable and could also have a lot of supplies and equipment. If it weren't for not being able to charge, this would be a perfect thing.

Starting from the west gate of the camp, Xia He's team went on the main road. Yesterday's battle killed a large number of half-elves, but half-elves seemed to be endless, and they carried out many harassing attacks at night. As soon as Xia He's team came out, more than one hundred half-elves rushed over from a distance.

On the towers in the camp, the sound of magic guns sounded, and they called each one to kill them.

Freya was not happy. She was too far from the half-elves, so it was hard to rush over to harvest her soul. This kind of thing was done secretly on the battlefield, and no one could see it. If she did it specifically, it would sooner or later become suspicious.

There were 200 imperial warriors, 20 magicians, 16 mercenary warriors, 5 mercenary mages, plus Xiahe Freya and Modo, a total of 388 people. There was not even half of the number of half of the elves, and they were shot and killed before they even approached the range of a hundred meters of the team.

In Xia He's team, Freya brought twenty people to collect the spoils and placed them on the empty Trojan horse.

There were skins hanging on both sides of the Trojan horse. After simply cleaning up the battlefield, Xia He ignored the corpses, and behind it was the camp. People in the camp would naturally drag all the corpses away.

After seeing this record, Moduo couldn't help asking: "Earl, how much does your magic gun cost?"

"It's similar to the one made in the empire. The materials requirements are not high, so the requirements for refining techniques are not low. In an alchemy factory, it should be able to produce it."

Moduo was a little disappointed. If the cost was similar to the imperial test items, there would be no hope of large-scale equipment.

Xia He didn't think so much about it. The development of the Shenzhou Empire was much more mature than this world. Now the empire's guns have come to an end, and all kinds of energy armor have become individually soldiered. The empire trained its army purely to ensure the evolution of human beings.

It is still early to develop this world to the level of the Gods Week.

It is just a preliminary magic gun. If Freya is asked to design armor, the armor for this ranged weapon will make the low-level magic gun useless.

The advantages of weapons and wisdom allow Xia He, the team, to face less than one thousand semi-elves' attacks.

The Trojan began to speed up and drove rapidly on the road.

"Can you still be faster?" Moduo was a little anxious. His demon deer was urging. If you don't rest at this speed, you will have to arrive at His Royal Highness's camp late at night.

"Modo, we walk the main road and go far, but if we go directly through the forest, we will suffer more attacks, and the speed will be slower. Can you understand?"

"Yes." Moduo was frustrated, he was not a soldier.

"The speed I maintain is the best speed. If you speed up, we have to stop and deliver magic to the Trojan after eight hours. Then the magician would better meditate for another hour to maintain the best combat state."

"I understand, just follow the count's words." Modo's expression was cold.

Xia He stopped his mount and raised his hand to signal, and the entire team stopped.

"General Modo, let me ask you, what does it mean by what I mean? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

"Of course I am dissatisfied. As an imperial nobleman and his minister, you asked you to rescue His Highness the Princess. You will not go there without compensation. What is the reason?"

Xia He smiled and said, "Are you telling me the truth?"

"Yes, what I want to say is the truth."

"That law in the empire stipulates that the nobles should donate their wealth to the princess?"

"Donate your wealth?"

"Can the general take out a million gold coins?"

"cannot."

"In order to hurry, I consumed a scroll sequence launcher. The price below the cost is calculated for you. There are 164,000 gold coins. Two are 328,000 gold coins. How much do you think it is? There are more than 300 Trojans here, each with a magic gun, and my own two hundred demonized war horses have also contributed. How much do you think these are worth?"

Modo could not refute, and Xia He sneered: "How many gold coins have you contributed to the empire, General Modo?"

"The armor and equipment on these people were originally prepared for my own troops. Because there was a problem with the Empire's offensive plan, a large number of half-elves were polluted by divine nature, I took it out and distributed it to them. Do you think it's wrong for me to compensate?"

"It's not the count's fault, it's me that I'm ignorant." Modo's face turned pale, but he immediately admitted his mistake.

"Of course, your imperial group wants to contribute everything, I understand very well. But after you retire, the country has rewards for titles and merits, land to be divided, and official positions to be obtained. Where are our powerful nobles? When His Majesty needs it, he has to bring troops to fight, and there is no choice."

"I don't understand." Modo continued to admit his mistake.

"I hope His Royal Highness the Princess can have enough money to compensate for my losses. I even left my own students, hehe..." Xia He said, then raised his hand again and signaled the team to move forward.

Modo no longer dared to speak nonsense, and his previous dissatisfaction faded a lot.

Because he really can't afford so much money to share the country's worries.

Xia He was still walking with him, and walked over and said to Modo: "Your legion, sometimes it's too simple to think about the problem. Do you really think it's easy for aristocrats? Some little nobles, if they can't go back alive this time, they may be ruined if they inherit the family business of the tenth level generation."

"I really don't know this."

"I am very rich. So far, I have not raised 3,000 soldiers. When the little nobles come out to fight, all their wealth is suppressed. If there is no compensation, who will serve the empire? It would be fine if they win, even if they lose soldiers and generals, they can earn back. If they lose? Without merit, the compensation is not enough for the nobles to give the knights."

"Is it so miserable?"

"General, you are full by yourself, and your whole family is not hungry. The nobles have to support many people. If I hadn't robbed a few dollars and killed someone before, I wouldn't be qualified to support His Royal Highness the Princess."

Modo Khan, Earl Asra, is it too straightforward?

"However, who have you seen people who get rich by robbery? This kind of thing cannot last, and the nobles still accumulate wealth little by little through business, mines, farmland. The law of the empire is very strict. The nobles in our country cannot slap the people too much. It is not easy for everyone to make money. If you ask me to dedicate it to the empire, why? The existence of the empire protects everyone's private wealth, not the other way around."

Modo was choked and didn't intend to refute it.

He is a soldier, and he must be different from what the other party thinks.

Xia Hedao: "You don't have to worry about the princess. She is capable, so it's not difficult to keep the camp."

"Your Highness said that the enemy will become stronger and stronger, and I can also feel the changes of those half-elves. At the earliest, I could kill more than a dozen with one sword..."

"Tell me, how did you become stronger?" Xia He immediately became alert.

"Speed, power, defense, and attack are all increasing. Now ordinary mercenaries are no longer their opponents. The imperialists can fight several times, but they will also be injured. Your Highness has left the camp to fight rigorously... Moreover, the half-elves are polluted by divinity, and their flesh cannot be eaten."

"How did the princess do it?"

"Your Highness has built a magic furnace, and all the corpses are thrown in and sintered into crystallization, and can still make some money back."

Xia He nodded and said, "This is the truth. Otherwise, even if the half-elves are killed, their divinity will still disperse and be absorbed by other creatures, which will sooner or later be a disaster. I also have a furnace, but I didn't expect this before. I ask you, will the body structure of the half-elves change?"

"Yes, but I didn't participate in the dissection. You have to ask the magician in the camp."

"I can." Xia He asked some details again and found that the troubles near the center of the temple were far less than those of His Royal Highness's camp.

There are not many half-elves on my side, and there are very few poisonous insects. The situation can be maintained by relying on one or two thousand people.

There are more than one dead people in the princess’ camp.
Chapter completed!