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As the president of the Alchemy Association, [Magic Creator] Vittorio was furious, and the Alchemy Association was severely reorganized.
The second is the golem, which is even more valuable than the magic crystal cannon. It is made entirely of solid mithril and has a unique magic inscription circuit inside. The psychic wizard projects part of his consciousness into the golem for control.
After patching together their resources from various schools, they were able to gather seventy golems. The Academy of Psychic Powers will then send out corresponding personnel to assist in the battle.
Listening to the news, Lin En didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that there had been peace for a long time, and these wizards had never thought about going to war. If the church suddenly attacked, the entire wizarding land would probably not be able to use even 50% of its full strength.
"Sir Lin, I heard from Master Raphael that the Iyeta School has developed a new weapon called a musket. It is much more powerful than a crossbow and can easily penetrate armor and even the [Mage Shield]. Is that true?" Sanchez asked curiously.
They had all read the report submitted by Raphael, which clearly stated that this was a weapon that could allow ordinary people with training to threaten wizards.
"Not bad." Lynn nodded.
"So what's the price of this thing?" Sanchez continued. He has always been in charge of the training of the 20,000 newly recruited soldiers, so naturally he is most concerned about this new weapon.
"Two magic gold coins for a musket!" Lin En pondered for a long time before speaking and gave a price that was neither high nor low.
The cost of making a musket alone is about 15 magic silver coins. Considering the labor and transportation costs, it will cost twice as much. However, Lin En did not intend to ask for too much. Facing the unknown details of the church, everyone must go all out...
Moreover, compared to the musket itself, the constantly consumed ammunition is the most profitable...
Given the bargain price offered by Lynn, Sanchez purchased 10,000 muskets without hesitation.
Now it was Lin En's turn to be in a dilemma. "The production of the musket workshop is still very limited. How about this? I can give you two thousand flintlock rifles first. You can rotate them for daily training. It's not a problem. They don't need to be very accurate, as long as they can use them. I can slowly make up for it later!"
Yieta's musket-making workshop has been expanding in recent times, and can now produce about 3,000 muskets per month. Once the workers become more skilled, the output should be able to continue to increase. However, it is not easy to gather 10,000 muskets in a short period of time.
As for the leakage of technology, it is inevitable and Lynn doesn't care much about it. Darren and others are already studying the production of percussion guns.
By the time someone is able to replicate the flintlock rifle, this thing will probably have become obsolete.
After negotiating the sale of the muskets, Lynn and Sanchez turned to discussing military training.
Sanchez, who was born in a land of wizards, was completely blind to the training of the legion. Fortunately, with the joint efforts of everyone, he figured out some methods, such as how to make them cooperate with the wizards' magic and how to simulate a battle between two armies.
Lin En's methods were much more direct. For the musketeers, discipline was the first priority, and the second was adaptability on the battlefield. How to face the enemy's mass charge, or even a rain of arrows, and still stand still and calmly complete actions such as cleaning the rifling, placing ammunition, aiming and firing.
So he directly asked the wizards who were idle in Yieta to capture some magical beasts and let the musketeers form small teams to fight against them.
The deterrent power of these monsters is no weaker than that on the battlefield. Anyone who can reload bullets, fire and shoot while facing a fire lion with flames all over its body is a qualified musketeer!
"This method is quite good!" Sanchez said with appreciation. With a wizard watching, there wouldn't be any major problems, so he immediately decided to promote it.
The new recruits who were training far outside the city of Greenrill had no idea that their nightmare was about to begin!
Just as the wizard land was urgently preparing for war, the massive movement to liberate the miners in the Kingdom of Hadratha became increasingly intense.
Starting from the small Barony of Elvis, it took Redel less than a month to sweep across nearly one-seventh of the territory of the Kingdom of Hadratha and organize a team of more than 10,000 people!
The great Earl Joyce was so frightened that he fled overnight and passed the shocking news to the capital of Hadhrata...
Chapter 258: Those miners... they have no moral principles!
In the royal capital of Hadratta, a grand court banquet was being held in the luxurious and exquisite palace. Nobles in gorgeous clothes, holding transparent glass wine glasses in their hands, walked among young maids and beautiful ladies, tasting delicious food with flattering or complacent smiles on their faces.
The two protagonists of the banquet were naturally the two crown princes of Hadhratah, Harold and Hattar, who were surrounded by the crowd. This also made the originally lively banquet more tense.
On the main seat in the palace, Bazel, the monarch of the Kingdom of Hadhrata, was left aside. However, he did not seem to care about the offense of the nobles. He watched the dispute between the two princes indifferently, as if he was watching a boring drama.
Just as the banquet was gradually reaching its climax, the door of the hall was suddenly opened.
It was like a disgusting maggot had inexplicably appeared on a delicious meal. Upon hearing the extremely presumptuous sound of the door being pushed open, the nobles present all turned their heads towards the door, wanting to see who was so bold.
The person who broke in was a middle-aged man with dishevelled hair and a dirty face. His exquisite clothes were covered with dust and mud, forming a sharp contrast with the people in the banquet hall.
The guards at the door were trying hard to drag him out...
"Earl Joyce, what's wrong with you?" The eldest prince Harold walked up quickly and said with an unchanging expression.
Joyce was one of his supporters. Not only did he miss the banquet today, but he also barged in at the critical moment in disheveled clothes, without any aristocratic manners, which was a disgrace to himself.
"Your Highness, the miners...those miners are crazy!" Joyce clutched Harold's sleeves tightly with his dusty hands, and tearfully accused those damned miners of suddenly breaking into his territory, burning, killing and looting, so that his castle and manor were occupied by those miners.
Listening to Joyce's story, the nobles almost laughed out loud.
Before, when they saw Joyce in such a miserable state, they thought that those vicious followers of the evil god had come out to cause trouble again, but it turned out to be just a riot of miners?
Of course, this is not to say that similar things are rare.
In fact, just the opposite is true. Miners' riots are common in the Kingdom of Hadrata.
Once these lowly poor people have enough food and strength, they will begin to be dissatisfied with the status quo. You have to know that every miner was bought by them, and mining ore is their job.
However, no matter how many people there are, these miners are just a mob. Usually, it only takes a few rounds of volleys from a hundred or so guards armed with crossbows, and they will scatter. It is as ridiculous as a group of rats trying to provoke a fire lion.
"This time... this time is different!" Joyce said in a hurried tone.
"How is it different, Earl Joyce? Can those miners fly into the sky and shoot arrows at you?" Hattar asked with a sneer.
"Not only did they occupy my castle, they also destroyed the church and smashed the statue of the goddess..." Joyce said in a trembling voice.
The banquet hall, which was originally filled with laughter, immediately became extremely quiet, and you could hear a pin drop. There were cases in the past where cowardly nobles gave blind orders and were killed by rioting miners, but this was the first time that the church and the statue of the goddess were attacked.
"How dare they!" "Mad men, absolutely crazy!"
"What a bunch of damn blasphemers!" An archbishop almost fainted on the spot after hearing the news. How dare these lowly miners blaspheme God!
"Are you sure they are just a bunch of miners?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded, and it was Cardinal Ansruk who spoke.
The nobles who had gathered around Joyce immediately dispersed. Anruk, a burly man in a red and gold robe, walked in from the gap made by the crowd. He stood there like a towering mountain, making everyone present feel a huge sense of oppression.
Each earldom has at least one bishop and several priests stationed there, plus thousands of soldiers guarding the castle. A group of rioting miners alone are not enough to capture it, and destroying the statue of the goddess is not something the miners would do.
"I'm not sure, Lord Anruk, but the only ones I saw were the miners." Joyce responded hesitantly.
He had received news before that a group of rioting miners had captured one of his baronies and killed Baron Elvis. Joyce naturally could not tolerate this, so he assembled a guard of a thousand men and personally went out to suppress the riot!
As a result, the damn miners had no martial ethics at all. They came and went like the wind, appearing and disappearing like ghosts. They used poisoning, digging traps, and using internal collusion to do everything they could, leaving them no chance to fight head-on.
His guards were lured into a trap by these miners and died under falling rocks and sharp spikes in the pit.
Joyce finally fought hard and managed to fight his way out under the protection of the guards. However, when he was about to return to the castle and summon the army to fight again, he found that those shameless miners had occupied his castle by making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. He was almost ambushed on his way back...
Joyce, still frightened, could only run to the capital to ask for help, and he also found out a piece of news.
After conquering the Baron of Elvis, the leader of the miners, named Redel, distributed all of the baron's money and land to the poor in the territory. He also captured the local church and killed the local priest.
As for the current situation of the Earldom, Joyce still didn't know, but he estimated that the end would not be too good...
After Joyce told the whole story with exaggeration, anger and a little fear welled up in the hearts of all the nobles. Grand Duke Rickman roared that he would immediately send out a large army to kill those lowly miners. There were several large mines in his territory, so he would naturally not allow such a thing to happen.
"These blasphemers will be punished and fall into eternal purgatory!" Anluk said in a deep voice, then turned to look at King Bazel who was sitting in the main seat and had not said a word so far.
"Your Majesty Bazel, I heard that you have been hesitating about appointing a crown prince recently. Now the mining slave riot that has affected the southeastern part of the kingdom is the best opportunity for the two princes to demonstrate their abilities and use this to decide who will become the next crown prince. What do you think?"
Anluk's words were immediately approved by all the nobles, who echoed him one after another.
King Bazel just watched the nobles and priests shouting one after another, and after a long while he finally responded. "Yes!"
Chapter 259 This is all the plan of that adult
The celebratory and lively banquet in the royal capital ended hastily amid Joyce's disruption and the turmoil over the appointment of the crown prince, but for most of the nobles, the dispute had just begun.
As the number one supporter of the eldest prince Harold, Grand Duke Rickman announced loudly after the banquet that he would obey God's command and personally lead his troops to the Earldom of Joyce to fight against the rebellious miners!
The rest of the nobles who supported Harold also responded. In order to save time and avoid being overtaken by the second prince Hattar's men, more than a dozen nobles decided after discussion to gather their private soldiers together, and recruit some serfs from the southern part of the kingdom. Within a week, they would be able to gather an army of 15,000 people.
Enough to crush those rioting miners into powder!
What surprised everyone was that, as a strong contender for the crown prince, Hattar did not make any big moves.
In fact, after returning from the palace, Hattar immediately summoned the nobles who supported him and prepared to form an army as soon as possible to suppress the riot in the southern part of the kingdom.
But before he even started, he was stopped by Anthony.
"Since Harold is so enthusiastic, let them go. Those miners are not so easy to deal with..." Anthony said with a sneer.
"Master, could it be that the riot of these miners is related to the wizards?" Hattar hesitated for a moment and asked with a little confusion. He didn't think that these people could cause any waves.
Although Earl Joyce boasted about the so-called miners' leader very much, in his opinion, it was just some clever tricks. The miners took advantage of Joyce's unpreparedness and used some despicable means to catch the other party off guard.
There is no way that untrained poor people can resist and win on the battlefield, even with the help of wizards!
After all, the miners' act of blowing up the goddess statue had angered the church, and Cardinal Anthropic even said at the banquet that he would send several archbishops and a team of priests!
Unless... Anthony, the great wizard, is willing to do it himself!
Anthony neither admitted nor denied that now was not the time to expose the Secret Society and the Wizarding Land, but spoke ambiguously.
"If the kingdom remains peaceful and stable, you probably won't have any advantage. Even if we ignore the interference of the church, Harold's supporters are more powerful than you. Only a suitable change can reverse your current disadvantage."
"In short, you just need to do as you are told, and you will naturally be able to ascend the throne when the time comes."
Although Anthony didn't know much about these miners, he knew that this was arranged by that adult, and they could not be wiped out by just these hastily assembled troops.
Hattar took Anthony's words as a tacit agreement, and his anxiety was much less. However, he still felt a little unsafe to simply allow Grand Duke Rickman and others to go to the Earldom of Joyce.
This was the first time that his father, King Bazel, had mentioned the matter of appointing a crown prince so clearly, and in front of all the nobles of the empire. In addition, this matter was proposed by Cardinal Anluik himself, which meant that whoever could solve the problem of the miners would not be able to regret it easily, even if the two of them were dissatisfied with the candidate.
If Harold were to succeed in this, it would be very difficult to deal with!
Hattar hesitated whether to organize a large army to follow the other side, pretending to go together to suppress the riot, and then suddenly turn against them and cooperate with the miners and wizards to jointly annihilate the private soldiers of dozens of nobles who went to the earldom to fight the miners!
Anthony was also shocked by Hattar's ruthlessness. After pondering for a moment, he did not agree with Hattar's risky move. Unless he could ensure that the entire legion would be wiped out, he would be caught by others.
"You can send a team to investigate the situation, and it won't be too late to make a decision later!" Anthony said hesitantly.
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At the same time, the final battle is taking place in Earl Joyce's territory!
After playing a feint to the east and attacking in the west, Redel easily captured the castle. After dealing with the guards, he encountered the biggest problem since the uprising - that was to disintegrate the local church!
Unlike the barony where there was only one priest stationed there, there was a bishop and five priests in the church. Plus, they made quite a noise when they dealt with the guards, which had already alarmed the church. So it was no longer possible to cheat or launch a sneak attack. The only thing they could do was to fight with all their might!
This is a battle between the poor and the extraordinary!
In the pouring rain, thousands of miners, armed with seized crossbows, spears, or sharp knives, surrounded the church. Dozens of crossbows were fired at the same time, and the flying arrows fell like a rainstorm.