"No problem!
Leave it to me! "
Chloe waved her little fists and immediately ran towards the camp with the cage in her arms. Her hurried look really made one not know whether to laugh or cry.
As the last rays of the sun disappeared between the sea and the sky, night finally fell. After a rather sumptuous dinner, everyone fell asleep beside the bonfire, conserving their energy for tomorrow's heavy physical work.
What they didn't know was that when the moon had just risen, a black shadow had begun to shuttle around the camp. Many people who usually had strange whereabouts or were especially problematic had inexplicably disappeared without a trace.
It had to be said that Eunice, who had the blood of a succubus flowing in her veins, was indeed a natural torture expert. In just one night, she had eradicated more than twenty spies from various forces. Not a single fish escaped the net.
Under the torture of her powerful charm and cruel torture, these people with low profession levels had no ability to resist at all. They couldn't even commit suicide. They could only obediently tell the truth so that they could die a quick death.
As soon as the sun rose the next day, a confession written in blood appeared beside André.
As he had expected, most of the spies came from the radical nobles led by the Blood Marquis — Kyrgyz Brest. A few were secretly inserted by Gavin Lauryn. The rest were either from the merchant guilds of other cities or some more famous smuggling organizations.
It was obvious that the huge profits of the table salt trade made many people jealous and wanted to get a share of the benefits. Therefore, when Lady Anastasia expanded the fleet, she took the opportunity to insert many spies.
However, they never expected that these spies would be thrown on a deserted island without even knowing their purpose. In the end, they became the toys of a Taeflin.
After eliminating the potential threats, André busied himself with building the ship in the following days while casting and polishing the cannon according to the strict process. At the same time, he also supervised the manufacturing process of the granular gunpowder to ensure that every barrel of gunpowder was mixed according to the most scientific proportion. Finally, they were separated into linen bags. Each bag was equivalent to the standard amount of gunpowder for the cannon. This not only effectively increased the firing rate, but also prevented the chamber from exploding due to carelessly filling too much gunpowder.
When the first bronze cannon was completed, André led Chloe, Eunice, Nina, Bartholomew, and a few sailors loyal to the Mariel family to a very secluded place behind the cliff to prepare for a test firing.
He instructed the sailors to pour a certain amount of gunpowder into the barrel, followed by a huge solid lead bullet. Then, he used a tool to poke a few times to ensure that the gunpowder and the shell were tightly combined.
After completing the steps, he shouted at the sailors, "Aim at the stone wall in the distance and ignite it.
Remember to cover your ears immediately after igniting it, or you might lose your hearing..
"Sir!
Ignite it! "
A sailor quickly lit the fuse with a torch. Without saying a word, he covered his ears and stared ahead with his eyes wide open.
The fuse was very short, and it burned out in less than five seconds.
The next second …
"Boom!"
A crimson flame shot out from the muzzle of the cannon, accompanied by an earth-shattering sound. A lead bullet weighing ten kilograms slammed into the opposite cliff. Not only did it create a large hole in the rocky cliff, it also broke the supporting structure. A large amount of soil and gravel rolled down the slope. The rumbling sound was accompanied by mud and sand. It was a spectacular sight from afar.
Witnessing the power of the bronze cannon with his own eyes, André showed a hint of satisfaction on his face. He muttered to himself, "The bullet weighs ten kilograms … The straight-line shooting range is about eight hundred to one thousand meters … According to Earth's calculation, this should be a twenty-four-pound cannon … It needs at least four people to operate it …"
Shock!
Fear!
They couldn't help but tremble from head to toe!
Everyone was shocked speechless by this terrifying power. Their mouths were wide open, and their eyes were fixed on the still slightly hot barrel. As for the sailors responsible for loading the ammunition and igniting the fuse, they were already paralyzed with fear. The more timid ones even wet their pants.
"Oh my god!
This … What kind of weapon is this!
Is it the wrath of God?
This is too scary … Too scary … "
Bartholomew was the first to come back to his senses. He couldn't control his emotions at all. He knelt on the ground and prayed over and over again. It was as if he had been seriously stimulated, and even his speech became somewhat incoherent.
However, he couldn't be blamed for making a fuss, because the others weren't any better.
Eunice clenched her fists and bit her lower lip. Her face was a little pale, and her two slender legs kept trembling. She was obviously scared out of her wits.
As a druid, Nina was a little better, but she couldn't hide the vigilance and fear in her eyes.
She knew very well that once this weapon hit someone, defensive spells below the sixth level would be useless. They would be instantly smashed into meat paste by the powerful kinetic energy.
As for Chloe, who had always been very curious, she couldn't be bothered to find out. She collapsed weakly in Andre's arms. Whether it was her limbs or her beautiful face, they were all pale without a trace of blood. She just lay there silently, as if she had lost all her strength.
There was no doubt that the sudden appearance of bronze cannons and granular gunpowder was very subversive to the world that was still using primitive siege weapons like ballistas, catapults, and ballistas. It was no less than the impact of nuclear weapons being used for the first time in war.
After all, based on the time of human civilization on Earth, there was a difference of at least five hundred years. If the influence of supernatural forces on the entire continent was taken into account, the difference would be several times greater.
In the eyes of most people, such a powerful weapon should be the patent of spellcasters. But now, it could be realized under the operation of a few boorish sailors. The feeling was basically no different from suddenly seeing a child holding a Gatling gun and shooting in a crowd.
It had to be said that the scene in front of him made André happy, but also a little worried.
He was happy that the bronze cannons could actually create such a strong psychological impact on the people of this world. It was very likely that a round of combined fire could force the enemy to surrender in a naval battle.
As for his worry, it was because the sailors were too flustered. How could they operate the cannons in the narrow cabin in the future?