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Chapter 631 Our family has fallen... (6200, second update)

——Our family is gone.

Generations passed, and no one remembered the family's past glory.

The heart of the empire, within the high walls of the imperial capital, once had our name and old house.That ancient and solemn mansion stands in the heart of the imperial capital, from which many scholars and knights were born, and the greatest explorers and greatest adventurers have settled here. No one can compare with us in the knowledge of exploring the maze.

But our generation was born on the farthest frontier of the empire.

We live with sea water, dense forests and natives, and live under the threat of death and storms all day long.

ignorance, ignorance.

Lost all glory.

Many people's parents, including you and me, have spent their entire lives on this land. They are not like their ancestors, who have witnessed the most glorious moment and final decline of the family, and can only wait for the passage of time in a daze.

They rot in silence, wither in silence.

But we are different.

Young people, I have been to the imperial capital.I just came back from the imperial capital, and this armor and power is part of the inheritance I got back from there, and it is a corner of our family's glorious commentary.

Yes.In the imperial capital, the ruins of our family have disappeared, as if they never existed.

But this is not important.

Because we are different from our ancestors who lost their glory, we are different from our parents who spent their lives in ignorance...

We are the young generation, destined to rise!
We will restore the honor of the family—

"From now on."

On the outskirts of Nauman City, standing on his armored cockpit, the young white people raised their right arms and fisted upwards to the team members who lined up and watched him.

The voice of his announcement was like a rushing river, although it was not high-pitched, it overwhelmed all the noise.

All the soldiers of the White People stood up straight, their armor was bright, and the long spears in their hands or the long swords worn around their waists were all the latest styles.

These young people hold their heads high, accepting the review of the younger, more accomplished, future Patriarch of the family.

"But now, there is a hurdle that we must overcome."

The cyan eyes swept across one face after another looking up at him, his expression hard to suppress the excited face, Ian's voice was calm, but his tone was inexplicably provocative: "The beginning of the future rise of the family is located in the agate stone plain. On the west side, the plantation south of the mouth of the Lone Flame Peak. Most of you have heard of it, and that is our future inheritance."

"A group of mountain thugs occupied the place, and they greedily plundered the wealth that originally belonged to us—according to the spies' report, they were continuously transporting away the alchemy materials stored by the Baron back then, brutally destroying our towers and plantations and take away."

"Can this be tolerated? Let a group of thieves who only know how to steal run amok like this?"

Ian opened his arms to everyone: "We have overcome a big storm, smashed a five-story behemoth, we have contained the onslaught of the aborigines, and completely defeated them - a group of weak mountain people, 150 years A coward who has never fought a war dares to do this kind of thing to us?"

For some reason, the soldiers at this moment are in a trance, and various memories emerge in their memories: the two big storms in childhood and youth, the head of the giant crocodile that broke into the city wall, and the ghostly figure passing through the city .

But these shadows were all eliminated and stopped.

Defeated at the hands of the young but extremely majestic boy in front of him!

Yes, they are the veterans who risk their lives every time they travel. They have fought bloody battles with the aborigines day and night-why should they be afraid of those mountain people who have not fought for more than 100 years? !

Watching this scene, the corners of Ian's mouth curled up in an undetectable arc, and what was reflected in the blue light in his eyes was a clear deep green, which is the manifestation of goodwill or loyalty at its highest level. .

Although it is only a temporary frenzy, it doesn't matter.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Ian made a gesture of slashing the blade: "I am Ian-I will lead you to destroy them. It is like eliminating pests in the house."

"This is the first step in regaining the glory."

"Destroy them!"

"Ian! Ian! Ian!"

The soldiers let out deafening roars. They didn't know why, but they were extremely emotional. Obviously, Ian's speech was passable, and his ability to inspire was only okay, but due to an abnormal reason, each of these white people had tears in their eyes. With tears, he even raised the weapon in his hand and called out the boy's name.

Standing on the side of Ian's armor, Scott looked at this scene in a daze, almost in shock. He couldn't understand why such a strange phenomenon happened.

When Ian drove the armored receiving team and led the team to the outskirts of the city, Scott thought that the other party would give a lecture and then find a camp, waiting for the large army led by Qing Chao to join up.

However, the young man just said a few words, and then excited the group of young white soldiers, shouting at the top of his voice to destroy those hateful mountain bandits, wishing he could rush to the territory of Lai'an immediately. Destroy them all!
—Is it psychic power?This is close to brainwashing, right? !

Or is this the family spirit of Bai Zhimin?Do they want revival so badly? !

Scott watched in horror as a fanatical soldier swung his weapon like a tree branch—absolutely abnormal, but it was an iron-wood spear, not much worse than all-metal.

That's all for stabbing. If you are not a sublimator, how can you swing it so nimbly and quickly?
"Rest now. Next, I will take you to collect the equipment. Look at the scrap metal on your body. It is not these things that are used to regain the foundation."

After Ian finished his lecture, he asked all the soldiers to stand by on the spot, then he turned his head and motioned for Scott to follow and walked towards the armor.

The teenager entered the cab, and Scott stood behind.The space is not bad, and the armored cab can usually carry one or two people by default.

The Iron Man watched Ian connect various bone data cables for himself. He wanted to speak several times, but he didn't say anything because he didn't get permission.

"If you have any questions, just ask."

In the face of familiar people, Ian doesn't need to pretend. He is in a good mood now: "I can see that you are full of doubts, and you will be suffocated if you don't ask."

"Ok!"

Scott's eyes lit up, and after getting permission, he could finally speak: "Ian, why are those players..."

"Fraud and Passion Potion. 5.00% concentration. There is also a little hallucination potion, which makes it easier for them to immerse themselves in my description, thinking that I am simply a god descending from the earth, leading them to glory."

Ian didn't wait for Scott to speak before he said: "Academically speaking, the former can stimulate the secretion of adrenal hormone and testosterone, and strengthen muscles by the way, while the latter will interfere with cognitive nerves."

"Even for sublimators, excessive consumption may cause physical damage, but this concentration is just right, which is the safe value for ordinary people after my calculations."

Saying so, Ian's eyes lit up with a silver light, and his calmness made people frightened: "I used the vent hole of the Cyclops to spread the medicine in the team, let alone this group of people who wanted to make meritorious deeds and were single-minded. Young people, even 80-year-olds, who are going to do great things under me will rekindle their ambitions."

"House, actually..."

Ian's words made Scott's eyes widen, and he couldn't imagine that the truth could be so simple, science and alchemy - he was standing side by side with the Cyclops, so it happened to be unaffected!
Glancing at Scott, Ian smiled softly: "Do you want some too?"

"I still have a little diluent left over here, which is my special polarized version. After drinking it, I will be full of courage for at least a day."

"...No, no need." Scott took a deep breath, and he refused: "This kind of fanaticism is a bit... scary. And it makes it difficult to think rationally."

"That's fine."

Ian's expression became serious instead: "Pure courage without wisdom is no different from recklessness. Scott, you are the commander, and your team members admire you. Viscount Grant thinks you have the ability to command a large team (4~ 500 people), and I think you can do better, so I ask you to learn more."

"Others can go into a frenzy, but you can't."

Scott was silent for a while, then said firmly, "I understand."

Ian turned his head and started to activate the armor: "I asked you to come over from the Viscount, which is equivalent to interrupting your official career. You were going to be a squadron leader this year, didn't your parents say anything?"

"Although my parents are a little dissatisfied, they are not stupid."

Scott felt the bumps when the armor started, and he said seriously: "The reason why I was able to become the squad leader was valued by the Viscount because of you, Ian. There is no place for me in Harrison Port, and I have been following from the beginning. You do things."

Speaking of this, Scott frowned: "But Ian, even if we have armor, we can't use an undersized team to attack the mountain thugs in Leanland."

"I heard from the members of the caravan who escaped from the disaster that there are several different teams over there, each with more than a hundred people, and the leaders are all sublimators... Even if you are strong, Ian, you must be careful ambush."

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid. How could I use these 30 people to attack Le'an Territory? They are all the elites that Elder Pude prepared for me, and they are the seeds of officers in the future."

Controlling the armor, Ian led Scott towards the workshop area in the city: "So I prepared the equipment."

"A piece of equipment that will definitely surprise those mountain folk who follow the 'old tradition'."

Under Ian's call, the white people's team marched forward with the armor.

On the streets of Nauman City shrouded in morning fog, this team rolled over the solid bluestone ground of the capital, and when the sun's brilliance changed from orange red to pure gold, they came to the workshop area.

There is no mist around the alchemy tower that can induce thunder for its own use, and a faint electric arc drives away all the humid air, ensuring a certain range of air dryness and humidity and repelling dust.

A serious and old-fashioned old alchemist was welcoming the team led by Ian in front of the tower. He was a little surprised to see the group of soldiers who followed the armor with glowing faces and full of energy. He didn't expect this group of Harrison The family private soldiers in Hong Kong actually have such high morale.

They were burning like a ball of fire, their walking steps were powerful, their standing postures were straight, especially in their eyes, they were full of passionate fighting intent to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy.

In this respect alone, it is comparable to the most formal knight.

Because of the astonishing enthusiasm of these White People soldiers, the old alchemist's gaze was attracted for a few seconds before he shifted to the black armor that should have been the focus—even though he had already seen it when he received it this morning, he still couldn't help it. I feel the exquisite design of the Cyclops, especially the well-distributed vent holes and the pumice power group. It is no wonder that this heavy giant can be floated in the air by relying on what can only be said to be an ordinary alchemy furnace.

And after knowing that this armor was completely designed by its driver, the young Bai Zhimin genius, the old alchemist only felt regret for the talent gap in his heart.

"Mr. Mira, I have already delivered the deposit, and the raw materials will be paid by the Governor's Mansion."

Ian left the cockpit, Yaoyao said to the person in charge of the alchemy studio: "How many of the templates I sent yesterday have been produced now?"

The old alchemist named Mira bowed slightly: "Sir, seven. The structure of the alchemy firearms you sent is very complicated. Our craftsmen need a period of time to get familiar with it, but around noon, we can manufacture fifty."

"very good."

Ian said: "Send seven out first for testing."

Mira nodded: "As you wish."

Soon, seven alchemy firearms with strange shapes, not so much firearms, but some kind of giant iron box were sent to the front of the team.

"The elemental crystals have been filled according to your needs. Charging rifle...is indeed a good name."

Mira raised his brows, and he looked at these alchemy guns with admiration and emotion: "Actually, we have tested it once...the power is extremely powerful, and the accuracy and penetrating power are also top-notch. In addition, there are basically no disadvantages except for the consumption of elemental crystals and alchemy potions."

"It is said that the main gun of the Cyclops has the same principle as it? I am looking forward to its future performance."

"To be precise, it is the principle of part of the Cyclops' main gun. They are degraded versions, but they are sufficient."

Ian smiled and said, "You will hear its name in the future."

He turned his head and said to Scott, who had a serious face but was completely confused in his heart: "Choose six guys you think are reliable, and let's go to the test area to test."

"As ordered!"

Scott immediately turned around to select a few people with shooting experience.

A few minutes later, at the test site in the backyard of the alchemy tower, Scott led the team, and six lucky people who were selected with excitement stood in front of the target to familiarize themselves with the operation of the rechargeable rifle.

Scott, who is about to take his mechanical engineering certificate, looks at the weapon in his hand.

This is a heavy rectangular metal firearm. Its front end has a charging and boosting part that most alchemy firearms have. It is generally used to fill electric heating dust such as pan-crystal sand to push a heavy high-speed gun that is several times the speed of sound. Explosive warheads to penetrate the defense of Warcraft or the defensive walls of some small fortifications.

But the charging is not different. Its front end is a constricting port, and a circle of focusing chips surrounds a core prism. They will focus the light and heat emitted by the charged potion here.

Behind the constriction port is a heavy magazine.The magazine is made of high-tensile steel, and it can hold a total of four charging bottles filled with scorching potion.

Further back is the power group, which is powered by small element crystals and is a real alchemy weapon.

"For such a hand, even the cost price will start at twenty or thirty thalers, right?"

Scott was thinking in his heart, but he didn't know that Ian didn't even have to pay for the raw materials, he had the Governor's Mansion to pay for it, and the Nauman Alchemy Workshop heard that it was a list from the Governor's Mansion, and it was sent directly by Colonel Mayova. Only the most basic labor costs.

But even so, the 350 talers given by the Marquis of Barton cost 150, and the remaining [-] Ian entrusted the potion workshop next door to make the potions needed for the ammunition. Although there is still a gap, he can make up for it himself. superior.

Although thinking about many things, Scott, as the captain, still smoothly raised the charging rifle, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

Accompanied by a slight 'sizzling' sound, a dazzling beam of light burst out from the focusing crystal, hitting a target two hundred meters away, and then in a 'collapse', the already melted target suddenly appeared It exploded, and the entire upper body was blown away.

"Oh?!"

The other Bai Zhimin soldiers who watched this scene opened their eyes wide. Although they had seen alchemy cannons and alchemy guns, and even operated them, they needed special training to be able to shoot accurately.

But if it is a light beam...

Immediately, among the six lucky ones, Scott launched - the scorching beam hit the head of the human-shaped target with the same precision, and hit the center of the forehead perfectly.

"so amazing!"

The Bai Zhimin soldier opened his eyes wide after shooting, and he exclaimed: "There is no need to predict the wind speed, no need to estimate the falling distance of the bullet, and no need to even care about the enemy's moving speed... This is simply where to hit!"

"And it's so powerful, it's much better than alchemy guns!"

Others also rushed to test the shooting. These people with shooting experience exclaimed that the rechargeable rifle is easy to use. The only pity is that the shooting frequency is too low and there is very little ammunition.

nonsense.Ian watched this scene from the side, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: "If this thing is made in a serious way, the cost price will be 27 talers. Counting the ammunition and potion, it will be six Bison (0.5 talers), you guys Where is the bullet shot, it is money!"

If it wasn't for Ian's unique 'reuse' alchemy skills, he could be refined into a few more bottles with the same material, just thirty rechargeable rifles, and a few more rounds would kill him.

Mikael's suggestion is correct, popularizing low-end potions is not as good as developing better potions, but when developing one's own territory, it is really important to spend less money.

In fact, in addition to burning money, charging rifles have many disadvantages.

For example, in Nanling, in the morning fog, the power of the light beam has dropped a lot, and it has even attenuated to the point where it can barely penetrate the target two hundred meters away. It just burned through the head of the target, and the quality of the potion was still not stable enough.

However, these issues need to be considered only for large-scale installations.And as long as you choose the right weather, it's not a big problem.

Now, this technology is enough for Ian to arm his [-] ordinary infantry soldiers into [-] perfect marksmen!
Knowing that they will also have their own rechargeable rifles, the soldiers of the White People became even more excited. They circled around the six lucky ones who were lucky enough to be able to shoot with rechargeable rifles in the first round, asking about their impressions of shooting and feel.

And Ian and Scott stood aside, discussing the next tactics.

"Divide into three groups and line up to shoot alternately. In this way, a total of twelve rounds of volleys can be fired. No matter how crazy the group of rebel mountain people are, they should run away after twelve rounds of focused fire from charged rifles."

Ian directly mentioned the classic queuing and shooting tactics, and after Scott thought about it, he shook his head and said, "This is a frontal battle. Sir, our raid on Leanland must be looking for an opportunity to behead the enemy and create chaos... ...and then the armor will enter the scene, and the final word will be given."

"Since this is the case, why not let me lead the team and divide it into five to ten tactical groups according to the situation, with six people or three people in a team to attack alternately at multiple points. This can not only mislead the enemy about our number, but also expand the attack surface It can maintain the continuity of firepower, even if a few are knocked out, it will not lose too much combat power."

"It's up to you. And if you don't die, you don't die. The lives of these guys are very precious, and the most important thing is to save their lives." Ian didn't say much. It is indeed impossible for him to fight the enemy head-on again, and command thirty soldiers to stagger Front advance - unless aided by AI.

But if there is, why not let artificial intelligence assist professionals to direct?

The next step is to wait.Enthusiastic soldiers regrouped, while the alchemy workshop was still running.

Time is running out.In order to deal with the mountain thugs in the fastest time and prevent them from causing more damage to his territory, Ian needs to strengthen the firepower of his troops in the first place.

Thirty rechargeable rifles are enough to form a firepower beyond the imagination of these Nanling mountain people, which is enough to crush any conspiracy.

If Fei Yan wanted to fight him, he had to bring the regular army over.

"But it's still not enough."

Thinking of this, Ian still has a lot of things to manufacture in his heart, and the inspiration of mixing Earth technology and Terra technology is constantly being derived in his brain, but it requires a long period of time for the production process and a stable base.

As long as he regains Laian collar and restores the production of the alchemy workshop in Laian collar, he can turn what he thinks and learns into reality.

Ian even wanted to praise the second prince. He canonized his own territory as Leian Territory, not some other ghostly place - there is an alchemy workshop here, where raw materials are produced, there are a considerable number of skilled workers, and it is located in Remote, no big shots, you can let yourself do what you want.

With the support of his plan and the [-] Thaler research funding provided by Huoshi Group (this is the most important point), he will establish a comprehensive production base as quickly as possible, integrating the order and Social formations have turned into reality one by one.

then……

"It's the time to crush the technology gap."

Terra 773, on the afternoon of October 10rd, Ian drove the armor, led the armed forces to change to the horses provided by Nauman City, and rushed to Lean Territory at the fastest speed.

At the same time, deep in the Baisen Mountains.

Feiyandi Nanling Special Battle Headquarters.

A psyker opened his frown.

"What's going on?" He muttered to himself: "Where is the colleague who cleared all the secrets of the lurker and me?"

"When did Nanling have such a master?"

(End of this chapter)