Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 19 The Rare Tranquility

When Roel walked out of the church, the knight next to him asked his lord the Duke. "My lord, why do you wait for a farmer like this?"

Duke Alberic just closed his eyes lightly, as if he was listening to something, without answering.

At this moment, Roel, who had just left the house, carefully looked at the scroll in his hand, chewing on every word on it. Although he didn't elaborate on why this honor was awarded, it was a genuine license to wear armor. Although he didn't have the status of a knight, it was also a unique thing. .

Rather, he would only be troubled if he made Roel a knight. Because of the system, if he became a knight because of the lake god's belief, he would not be able to use long-range weapons, at least he could not use them in the open. trouble.

Can't you use the lame excuse of "I accidentally dropped the sword" to trigger the skill by throwing your weapon out every day?

Peasant knights are just fine, just fine.

Roel was happy, but still tired. He needed to get back to sleep, with the beautiful mail suit under his clothes, and the Duke's permission hidden in his loose hood.

In fact, most men's clothes in Bretonnia have hoods, good or bad, dyed or monotonous, everyone likes it, it can resist humidity when it rains, and it can control the cold when it blows. It's normal to use it to hold things .

And he had white bread to last for a few days, but he still didn't forget to buy some cod, which was not ordinary.

The protein content of cod is very high, especially after being salted, the protein content can reach 75%, the shelf life is long, and the hardness is similar to that of bricks, so it is a particularly good military food.

When you are hungry, you can cook soup to supplement protein and vitamins. If the situation is urgent, it is just a brick.

It just needs to be soaked in running water for a day to completely dissipate the salty taste, and it is more troublesome to soften the meat.

And the wild vegetables on the plain can also satisfy his plant fiber acquisition. During this time, he will start to try to exercise his body.

Because of Bretonnia's desperation for farmers, he could now see his skinny thighs when he pulled down his trousers.

Enough protein, plant fiber, carbohydrates, and some gunpowder materials for a month, and then told the master blacksmith to hurry up, and during this time he had a new idea, and ordered a metal shell from the blacksmith, bought a few A kindling rope.

The master blacksmith said that this is not difficult to do, so he set the pick-up time on the day of pick-up with lead bullets.

And this material can also be seen, yes, he wants to make a bomb, because of this experience, he found that he really lacks combat effectiveness when dealing with a large number of enemies.

The musket gun is difficult to deal with a large number of enemies. Even though its reload speed is fast, this gun is far from meeting the standard of sniping.

The smoke, the sound, the shooting range are terrible, and it only takes more than ten troops to cut themselves.

And Roel quickly thought of making a black powder bomb the size of an orange. It can explode after being ignited. The power does not need to be too large. The key point is to hit the lead bullet inside and the shell fragments produced by the explosion. crowd.

Because of the effect caused by his own skills, if the attack power caused by it is 5, it will also be strengthened to 35, and ordinary adults only have 40 health points, one shot is enough for most people to lose their combat power.

Although breaking armor may not be very good, but he still has firearms, and he is not incapable of fighting against heavy armored elites.

The difficulty of such a bomb is actually how to strengthen the internal pressure, the capacity of the black powder, the length of the match, the weight of the bomb, and so on.

They are all things that can be made up for by relying on basic experiments. It is not difficult, but metal shells and gunpowder are not cheap. The production technology of saltpeter in this era is still very primitive, the output is not large, and the metal is completely artificial. Roy I just bought 6 of them and it cost a fiat.

Then he directly ordered 12 shells and added a hundred lead bullets, a total of 3 decrees, and all the money after that was spent on gunpowder and food.

In the world of Warhammer, real firearms units in the empire can only be used by the troops directly under the electors or nobles, and most provincial legions still use longbows as long-range weapons.

Mortar guns, ship guns, hellstorm guns, and organ guns are far from popular in the empire. Only Nunn and Aldorf can mass-produce them.

Otherwise, his own weapon would not be able to scare the Yankees that much.

Speaking of which, has Roel "scared the enemy" now?

Thinking wildly, Roel finished buying the materials, and returned to the lighthouse with the bottles and jars and his own empty savings.

He fell asleep afterwards, and then woke up in the evening. At this moment, his room was full of pestles and jars, and the smell of black gunpowder even penetrated into his clothes and bedding.

Elena's comment was that it smelled like toilets and death, and Eustabe couldn't bear it either, probably because Roel often wore a powder gourd, and he even liked the smell.

He now took the pitchfork and combed his waist. "Go to work, you two idiots!"

Elena and Eustabe looked at each other, why is this guy so happy all of a sudden today?

(End of this chapter)