
Not until a quarter of an hour's rest later, the Iron Axe clapped and shouted, "Everyone stands up, Your Majesty, the 4th Prince is coming."
Van'er soon returned to his place, due to the special training he had before. He had learned to follow orders almost unknowingly, so he picked up his spear puppet and took a position ready to stab it with his wooden stick.
The prince and his followers were walking behind them on the wall. Van'er noticed from the corner of his eye that the prince had slowed his pace when he was near Van'er.
Roland sighed in silence, the 'dissolve of the night will destroy the morning', and 'waking up too early will ruin the whole day' was absolutely right. Just when he finished processing after the raid on the castle, he was reminded that he should check the results of the militia training. Roland pityed himself. He had not slept all night, so now he was sleepy all day. But he had to come, because now the team had been transferred to the combat training stage, and he, as the supreme commander, if he had not shown himself for a long time, was not to be, his team's morale will be unstable.
Well ... What does one usually say when reviewing a team? Roland thought for a moment, 'Are we just colleagues during the good times or are we also colleagues during the hard times'? If he did not get an answer after shouting this slogan, the whole atmosphere would be very awkward. It might be better to pull someone aside and talk to him, ask his impression and gain a good reputation.
So he began to implement his new plan, and patted the shoulder of a young man who looked quite sturdy.
"Is the exercise heavy and do you feel tired? Is three meals a day enough?"
Based on his past experience watching the news, his response to his question should be a loud shout, "Not tired, and very good!"
But the result was completely different from what he had expected. The man turned directly towards her and knelt down, which really surprised Roland.
Van'er felt that he had been blessed, His Royal Highness the Prince actually took care of him and even respectfully asked him if he was tired from training! When talking about the royal family or even just ordinary nobles, they were usually reluctant to speak a word with their soldiers. He subconsciously imitated the respect of a knight in honor of His Majesty. Regardless of whether this ritual suited her, she only had one thought: later when she returned to the streets, she could be considered a new person.
When told to stand up, his brain was still a mess, so he could not even remember what he had answered.
In the end, His Majesty had asked everything. If someone has any comments or suggestions about training, he or she will step forward. Suddenly Van'er's mind became clear once again - this was a good opportunity! If his mind was right and His Majesty's militia had to guard the wall alone, they could not bear the heavy responsibility. Maybe my worry about running away or staying is not necessary, right?
He carefully thought about how to say the sentence, "Your Majesty ... Your Highness, the number of militias right now is too small. If we march in the same way as we have trained during training, when demonic beasts attack, we will only be able to defend a third of the entire wall and will not survive ... "
Even if the prince started recruiting some militia groups now, Van'er feared training time would not be enough. Moreover, the weapons used by these people would also be a great expenditure, the supplies for 100 soldiers were already difficult in the remaining time.
Even now they were still holding wooden sticks to practice.
If His Highness the Prince could also realize this, perhaps he would recruit a group of mercenaries from another city as their main defense. At least they did not need training and could be directly sent to the battlefield, and they already carried weapons and armor, but the price to hire them was relatively high.
Roland thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, you were right, with our current militia forces to guard the entire city wall, not very realistic."
Van'er felt very pleased, Your Majesty actually .. agree with his view?
But he did not expect the next words the prince said, "Devil Beasts in the sense of just a variant of a normal beast, they did not become more intelligent, right?”
"That's what I want to hear. Although there was a distance of nearly six hundred feet between the Redwater River and the foot of the North Mountain Slope, we could lure them to attack a certain area that we had prepared beforehand."
"You mean by using a trap?" ask Iron Axe.
"Yes we can use traps, but not the kind commonly used by hunters. Traps are commonly used to capture prey in camouflage, but I mean the opposite. We will set up roadblocks in a direction far from the city walls, such as fences, slopes, and trenches, forcing these senseless demon beasts to walk around them. A continuous barrier would guide the prey to the designated place, where we would place our main defense. "when Roland got to this point he directly looked to the Iron Axe, "As for how to lure this monster, I think no one knows more about it than you."
After a while, Iron Axe replied, "It doesn't matter to guide them, wolves suffer from hydrophobia, wild boars have photophobia, and other demonic beasts also have their own fears. But Your Majesty, in this way we need to do it facing all the evil beasts at one small point, isn't that too dangerous? "
"If we only rely on spears and bows, that's true." Roland took a deep breath and said confidently, "But now we have a new weapon!"
When it was time for the prince to leave, he once again went to Van'er, "Your observation is very good, what is your name?"
"Va-Van'er, Your Majesty."
"I'll propose you be vice-captain for one of the teams to my chief knight, Mr. Van'er, I'm very satisfied, good work."
*
Beside the house for cement production, Roland built a new house. It was for the production of snow powder - or rather, gunpowder.
It only had one large room with an area of three hundred square meters and only one entrance. He also implemented the most stringent security regime. Two knights were always guarding the door, and anyone who wanted to enter was required to register first and conduct a body search, looking for something that could light a fire. Indoor.any fire source is prohibited, so it is only possible to work during the day. To prevent Nightingale from sneaking into the room, she hung a cotton curtain over the door.
"This is what you call a new weapon?" Carter was called to look at the new discovery, he took the powder in his hand and sniffed, "This isn't snow powder, is it?"
Perhaps Iron Axe did not know what snow powder was like, but Carter often participated in royal ceremonies, so he naturally knew how snow powder looked like. It was the best creation of the alchemy workshop. The recipe was a secret to outsiders, but if the prince wanted to know about it, he would definitely be able to obtain it.
"It's snow powder, but not entirely," Roland said, "It's the last product enhancement of the alchemy workshop, I call it gunpowder."
Gunpowder can be described as the perfect product for mass production. It does not require exotic materials. As long as you have charcoal, sulfur, and saltpeter and mix them in a ratio of 1:1:7.5 then it can be produced without technical barriers.
In this period, snow powder was mixed in a ratio of 3:1:1 and sometimes also contained some strange ingredients (such as mercury, butter, honey, etc.) That is sometimes mixed into it by a ratio of 2%, but due to slower combustion and less gas release, this does not benefit gunpowder. However, Roland knew that the alchemist would constantly test another ratio, and he estimated that it would only take 30 years until a recipe that was close to the original gunpowder recipe would appear.
In Roland's previous world history, gunpowder was discovered long before the production of the first cold weapons. The reason for that was because the recipe and the process of making the appropriate weapons did not work together.
However, what many people overlook is the fact that one does not need to rely on weapons, gunpowder itself is a very formidable weapon.