Proof of the Sun King

The failure of the land cruiser's test made Ryan suffered a lot, and the King of Knights was a little unhappy after that.

But the women didn't care about it. As a female knight, Surya definitely didn't support Ryan spending so much money doing this, but she didn't object either, just following her husband.

The three little girls, Rita, Cecilia, and Seer, were playing crazy, running around in the Schönbrunn courtyard, causing chaos in the courtyard, while Rem stayed by Emilia's side obediently.

"Father." Frederick found Ryan: "Can you take a step to talk?"

"Ah? Is there anything I can't say here?" Ryan was stunned by Frederick's words, and the King of Knights wondered why my son started to have little secrets at the age of 16?

A little unfaithful!

"I want to discuss something private with you." Frederick felt strange when he saw his father in this state, and he emphasized: "It's not convenient to say it in front of everyone."

"Okay then." Ryan could only nod his head.

Suria immediately noticed this scene, and the knight queen immediately gave Devon Hill a wink. Ryan's eldest son immediately understood and followed up: "I want to know if there are any secrets, father."

After speaking, Devon Hill immediately said to Frederick: "Can you? Frey?"

Frederick frowned, but still nodded: "Forget it, come with you too."

"Sister Sulia's perception is still so keen!" Emilia's face filled with a smile, the mature and beautiful, full of the ruler's majesty, the imperial baroness smiled at the knight queen: "Any trouble is hidden. But what about Suria-san's eyes and ears?"

"Otherwise, how can I sit still as a knight queen? You are right, Emilia, I have to face many challenges every day." Suria also burst into a touching smile: "Germany Vinhill and Frederick are brothers after all, am I right? Emilia?"

The knight queen and the imperial duchess looked at each other, lightning collided, and sparks seemed to flicker in the air.

Veronica, who was sitting on the side, immediately felt very interesting. The female speaker likes to watch women tear up.

Teresa's face was as black as ink. She first glanced at Aurora, who was playing mahjong next to her, full of resentment and resentment, and then looked at Xier, who was only two and a half years old, with her two with a complicated expression. The two sisters chased and fought together, and in the end they could only sigh.

Aurora noticed her daughter's expression, she was a little embarrassed, but she obviously didn't look regretful or ashamed.

On the other side, the father and son found a balcony. Ryan stretched out his hand and summoned two old guards to guard the entrance. With his back to the winter moonlight, Ryan looked at Frederick and smiled: "Speak, son, what's the matter? thing?"

"Father, you are too harsh on Maybach and the others." Frederick thought for a while, but said seriously: "That is simply an impossible task. I studied a lot of engineering, Gunpowder science and alchemy magic, with the current technology, there is no way to drive the land cruiser to move quickly."

"What's wrong!" Before Ryan could answer, Devonhill said impatiently: "I'll stress it again, Frey, this matter is clearly Nur's problem. We entrusted it to us, and Nur accepted the entrustment. The process is very simple, why should it be complicated? If Noor is unable to manufacture it, or if there is any difficulty, Maybach and the others can tell us directly! Why wait until the final delivery?"

"But they've done their best!" Frederick said impatiently. "The only technical power available is..."

"Don't do it if you can't do it!" Devon Hill confronted him **** for tat.

"Where can Nur not do the old world?" Frederick was also rude: "I tell you, Devin, if it weren't for Nur, those artillery and revolving machine guns couldn't do it!"

"If you can't do it, you can't do it, it's better than being a waste!"

"You can't even make a piece of shit, you stinky brother! You can do it!"

"You incompetent! I evaluate a cannon, is it difficult for me to be able to fire cannonballs myself?"

Seeing the two sons who were quarreling and were ready to roll up his sleeves and start a fight, Ryan's head was as big as a fight, and the King of Knights quickly stretched out his hand to pull the two sons who were disliked by each other away.

God, two sons are fighting like this, how did you come here, father?

And this is because the two sons each have their own territory and title, and there is no real inheritance conflict, so don't be like this? Without me here, wouldn't they want to PK all the way?

And it seems that Surya and Emilia are still happy to watch dramas?

Ryan now feels a little bit about the Emperor's feeling. He once thought that the Emperor did not take care of the primarchs, but only after he really became a father did Ryan deeply realize that the Emperor could make 20 (+1 ) The primarchs barely maintained peaceful coexistence, and it was a very remarkable thing to assign them suitable positions and tasks to ensure that they did not engage in large-scale fires.

"Devon Hill, you can't be so hard, as Frederick said, Nuer is already at the top of the old world's technology, if they can't do it, then they really can't do it. Ryan first reprimanded Devon Hill, who was provocative: "It doesn't make any sense to blindly raise a bar without considering the specific situation. Why don't you say that your grandfather is also a waste, and there is no one sword to kill the Chaos Four Gods? If the situation has become like this, if he can't do it, he will be replaced, and there is more than one immortal human being! Do you think this is the truth?"

(Standing in front of the Golden Throne to meet the Imperial Marshal Trajan, Lord of Humans subconsciously reaches out and pinches his nose, frowning.

"My lord?" Trajan, Marshal of the Imperial Guard, found that the Emperor had lost his mind.

"It's okay, go ahead.")

"Well, I'm sorry father, I know I was wrong." Devonhill immediately admitted and lowered his head.

"Also, Frederick, as the future Duke of Noor, the elector and the Grand Duke of Wessen, you are also wrong." Ryan then reprimanded Frederick: "Since the target is not met, difficulties can be mentioned. The problem can be said, you can't use fake data to fool customers, you can't hide it selectively like this! If you only know how to emphasize that Noor's technology is the best, we can't do it and others can't do it. This is Rest on your laurels and sleep on credit, if everyone thinks that way, technology will never progress! Sooner or later the lead will be overtaken.”

"Father is right." Frederick bowed his head too, the young baron's face flushed from the training.

As soon as he looked up, the Baron found that Devon Hill secretly made a face at himself in a place that Ryan couldn't see, even a middle finger, and Frederick's blood pressure rose instantly.

This stinky brother! You wait, wait for me to find a chance to eat without your good juice!

After training both sons, Ryan thought for a while, and asked Frederick, "I know what you want to say, Frey, do you want to ask me why I have to spend So much manpower and material resources to forcibly create such a behemoth, a steel behemoth?"

Frederick couldn't help but nodded.

Ryan sighed: "Tell me, Frederick, before the steam tank, did the Empire have something called a war car barrier?"

"Oh, of course!" Frederick nodded: "A carriage without a top cover is usually drawn by two or three horses, six musketeers or crossbowmen plus a driver, which is not very useful. After the steam tanks came out, they were eliminated. Most of those chariots were transformed into bright magic vehicles and war altars. Now only some backward country bumpkins are still using these things, such as the poor ghosts and Nords of the Stiles. Hillbilly, or savages in Ostermark, cheap."

As Frederick, who was born in Nuer, it is an instinctive habit to despise the poor and backward provinces of the empire. This is something carved into the DNA of Nuer's higher education.

"However, sometimes the war wagon is used as a test tool for a new type of war machine." Frederick seemed to want to show it in front of his father on purpose, he added: "For example, the engineers will put the mortar Cannons, shotguns, or Hellfire rapid-fire cannons mounted on the war wagons."

"So what's the effect?" Ryan nodded with a smile.

"How should I put it, if the war car base can form a scale, its flexibility of mobile shooting and the power of focusing fire can barely pass the test. Being able to run and fight is the advantage of this kind of troops." Frederick thought for a while. , trying to say: "But there are two weaknesses of the war chariots, the first is that the chariots are actually quite heavy, the horses cannot pull the car for a long time, it is easy to fatigue, and it is difficult to control the speed and steering of the vehicle. It's the poor protective performance of the car base, any little damage can easily kill the six shooters and drivers on the car base, so the war car base has a nickname, called the coffin of the seven brothers."

"Yes." Ryan sighed: "Then think about it carefully, can ten war vehicles beat a steam tank?"

"How is that possible?" Frederick couldn't help laughing: "The steam tank is Nur's pride, if nothing else, just the external welded steel plate, whether it is a crossbow bolt, a musket, or even a It's mortars and hellfire rapid-fire cannons, nothing can pierce the steel plate of a steam tank, only things like behemoths, chaos **** cannons, and super-magic can pose a threat to a steam tank."

"Yes, so we can draw a conclusion." Ryan nodded: "Can we defeat the threat from Chaos by relying on these inferior, cheap mass-produced goods? Let me put it simply, Motkin a few years ago. In a big invasion, if the empire only has swords and shields, spearmen and crossbowmen, can they deal with the Chaos warriors in heavy armor?"

"It must be a musketeer or a great swordsman. Only muskets and great swords can split the plate armor on them. Of course, we also need the power of artillery and the impact of knights." Frederick understood what Lane meant, The young baron began to think deeply: "I understand a little, father, what do you mean, the land cruiser, is your Noor Iron Armor, your old guard and your Holy Grail Knight?"

"It depends on the number of undead and chaos." Ryan said helplessly: "You can see how hard our Order Alliance fought during the Motkin invasion. I have won the Pain Swamp and the Three Kings Battle Epic Victory. , the battle of Herzig repulsed the Slaanesh Legion, but in the final battle of Wolfen, the tens of thousands of Motkin's remaining tens of thousands of people couldn't be beaten by our three-way siege. If it wasn't for Motkin's suicide The end of a lifetime has led to chaos in the Chaos Army, and we are even prepared to lose more than half of it."

Devonhill finally found a chance to interject: "That's because my father was forced into the battlefield by Uncle Ruth, not my father's problem."

"I can't say that." Ryan shook his head: "Without your help from Uncle Russ, our losses would have been even greater."

"I understand, father." Frederick understood: "A large army of trash fish is not as important as an elite army. No matter how many war vehicles there are, they will not be the opponent of the land cruiser."

It appears that the problem of cowardice of the Imperial Infantry also impressed Frederick.

"When the cheap mass production route proves that it can't change the overall situation, we must take the elite route." Ryan nodded: "Compared to people... We are better than the infinite source of the undead army? We are better than the endless greenskins. waaagh? Or better than Chaos constantly spawning Martian soldiers in the northern wasteland and summoning demon legions anytime, anywhere?"

"Many people are also a disadvantage." Although he didn't quite understand what Mars was, the meaning was clear to Frederick, and the baron shrugged: "I get a headache when I think of greenskins, and I fought greenskins with Uncle Galt in the Black Mountains. Not a comfortable ride."

"Not necessarily, it depends on how you look at this issue. With the addition of gunpowder and artillery, you can feel the changes in the war. The imperial army is increasingly emphasizing discipline and formation, rather than melee combat and duels, and those who can ignore muskets. There are still many strong people, but the number is not as good as before." Ryan nodded: "But that's another story, and I'll talk about it today."

"Thank you father, I like chatting with you very much." After the conversation, Frederick was very moved, and the baron couldn't help but asked with anticipation: "Can we still have such an opportunity in the future?"

"There will be, but unfortunately not too many." Ryan gently stretched out his hand and pressed the eldest son's shoulder, when his father's eyes showed a loving look: "Frederick, listen, you must grow up as soon as possible. , Due to my identity and various reasons, I can't always stay by your side and your mother. You have to be like a man, protect your territory and protect your mother. This is your glory~www.wuxiaspot.com ~It is also your responsibility."

"I know..." Frederick looked nonchalant: "Mother told me the same, the whole of Nuer respects their Countess, but everyone also knows that the Countess is not good at war, and she is very rare in normal times. Leaving Nur's Electoral Palace, she was a **** during the war, responsible for standing in the rear to boost morale, I understand, father, I understand."

"Compared to my business, Dad, you should go to comfort Mom more!" Frederick laughed suddenly, and his son said meaningfully: "Mom usually looks dissatisfied, and only Dad can help. , otherwise my mother will be unhappy, and it's me who suffers!"

"Stinky boy!" The king of knights said that Emilia's small body was arranged in one or two hours!

However, at this moment, a strong feeling of throbbing was felt by the father and son, and they subconsciously looked to the east together.

Something happened!

Over the Grey Mountains, over the vast borders of the Empire, over the peak valleys of the Roof of the World Mountains.

A hidden entrance to Blade's Edge Mountains.

An incomparably huge Chaos army is gathering here.

"It's just ahead." The original demon prince Bilak pointed to the first Chaos Altar in history, and the place where the world's first demon prince was born—yes, it was the Chaos Altar when Bilak was born. : "The Crown of Domination is inside, but you must pass the test of the true God first."

"Sword of Chaos! And the cowardly army is ready!" Archaen motioned for the army to start preparing around the mountain range, while he himself strode into the altar of chaos.

All of this has fed Archain.

Everything makes Archaen tired.

enough.

Destroy this world!

destroy it!