Chapter 98 Dolo's New Army

"The 'secret weapons' you mentioned are these broken iron rods?"

Doro, a two-meter-tall dragon-veined hobgoblin and the military commander of the Ember Nest, looked down at the humans in front of him, his small golden eyes filled with suspicion.

The player with the ID "Cheshebiev" quickly stepped forward and explained: "This is the latest model of the enemy-destroying fire developed by our Storm Ordnance Institute. Although it is still a smoothbore gun, after the modification of the barrel, although it is more powerful, has declined, but its accuracy and range have been greatly improved."

Doluo picked up a gun casually, weighed the weight, and said disdainfully: "With such a short stick, how can we use it to attack the enemy? In the face of war, the most effective weapons are the spears, bows and arrows and war hammers in our hands!"

He threw the so-called "rifle" aside.

Seeing that the gun was about to fall to the ground, Cheshebifu quickly stepped forward to catch it, fearing any collision.

Although he was very disdainful of the dragon-veined hobgoblin's lack of knowledge, Cheshebifu still took the initiative to speak: "Master Doluo, this thing is not used in this way. Let me demonstrate it to you."

Not far away, a hobgoblin breeder happened to be walking over with an aurochs.

Although Doluo disdained such gadgets, he also wanted to see what he could do, so he nodded slightly in acquiescence.

"excuse me."

Cheshebyev loaded the ammunition skillfully, held his breath, and took aim.

"boom!"

A thunderous sound sounded, and plumes of smoke came out of the muzzle.

The huge body of the aurochs fell suddenly, and dense holes appeared on its side. The steel balls were deeply embedded in its flesh and even its internal organs. Its body was almost smashed into a sieve by this shot.

Doro suddenly gasped.

He saw this thing knock down an aurochs with one shot and quickly realized its significance in war.

And its power is not its most terrifying aspect. If we insist on saying so, a bow and arrow can also achieve such power to kill an enemy in one blow, it just requires an excellent archer.

The scary thing about this thing called a "rifle" is that there is almost no threshold for its use. Even the meanest and weakest goblin can pick up a gun and pull the trigger.

Only in this way can he not fall behind in a duel with a skilled archer.

You must know that archers are the absolute elite in the army, and the cost of training is not low, while goblins are just the most common consumables, and there will be a litter in a lifetime.

He grabbed the human's shoulders with some excitement, and the heat from his mouth almost hit Cheshebifu's face: "How many iron rods like this can you make?"

Cheshebiev corrected in a low voice: "It's the 'Enemy-Destroying Fire' rifle."

Doro said: "No matter what the name is, I just want to ask how many can you make?"

Cheshebiev pondered for a moment and then said: "After all, our Storm Ordnance Institute was built not long ago and the manpower is not very sufficient. If we hurry up, we should be able to produce three hundred rifles before the war begins. Bullets can be supplied at will. After all, The materials in Burning Ember Nest are quite abundant.”

"very nice."

Hearing this number, Doluo had already expected it.

After all, it is unrealistic to expect such battlefield weapons to be produced at will like ordinary swords. It's just three hundred rifles. If used well, it may affect the situation of a war. Doro knows this well.

Cheshebyev returned to the ordnance station to report the situation.

Soon, the battlefield wheelchair man arrived at the military camp in the Dragon Valley with a hundred guns and a cart of bullets.

"This is all we have in stock now," he said to Doro.

Doro nodded and called a few strong bugbears to prepare to transport them back to the military camp.

However, the man in the battlefield wheelchair stepped forward and said to him: "Sir Doro, our Storm Ordnance Institute has specially equipped this weapon with corresponding tactics. You can try it."

"Oh? What tactic?"

Doro also became interested. The hobgoblin was always interested in the topic of war.

The wheelchair man in the battlefield took out a crooked piece of parchment with a crude little figure drawn on it.

"An ancient, simple and effective tactic, we generally call it -"

He lowered his voice in a mysterious manner:

"Line up and shoot."

Three days later, Dragon Valley.

It was another routine military exercise.

Every time at this time, the red dragon will appear at the entrance of the Giant's Mouth Cave, inspecting the troops condescendingly, boosting morale and preparing for the upcoming war.

Only this time, there was a special hobgoblin unit equipped with new weapons in the team.

"Master, this exercise will definitely satisfy you."

Doluo stood by respectfully, his tone a little excited.

"oh?"

Cassius was quite interested.

He could probably guess that the players of [Mechanicum] played a role in this.

The military drill began, and all the family members wanted to show off in front of the red dragon, so they all worked extra hard.

"For the Burning Nest!"

"WHAAAAH!"

Still familiar with the charge drill, the strong bugbears raised their giant hammers and rushed into the field like wild beasts, smashing the scarecrow in front of them.

"Hey!"

The short goblins followed closely, throwing short spears and piercing the targets.

"For Lord Cassius!"

There were also well-equipped hobgoblin troops, holding shields in their left hands and swords and spears in their right hands, and moved forward in a tight formation.

"Not bad, I'm very satisfied."

Casius commented casually.

He didn't care much about these troops. These monsters were not the foundation of his existence. He would not feel sorry even if they were all consumed.

Doro said excitedly: "My lord, it's not over yet."

The sound of war drums echoed in the valley.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At the end of the team, an elite hobgoblin troop in plate armor appeared. They marched in step and followed the rhythm of the war drums. In their hands, they all held the latest rifles of the Storm Armory - the Fire of Breaking the Enemy.

And they loaded the ammunition before entering the field.

"Oh?"

Casius was immediately interested, and his golden pupils lit up slightly.

The hobgoblins lined up and marched to about fifty meters away from the scarecrow target before stopping and adjusting the formation into a semicircular arc.

The drumsticks stopped, and the drill field became quiet.

Doro took a step forward with great satisfaction and shouted to the army below:

"Ready!"

The hobgoblins followed their daily training and raised their rifles, making a continuous clattering sound.

"Fire!"

They pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise that shook the valley.

A row of green smoke slowly rose from the muzzle, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air. The hobgoblins were sweating on their foreheads, but they were also excited by the scene.

And those scarecrow targets were smashed to pieces by dense bullets in an instant, falling to the ground in rows. The power made the red dragon sigh.

"Line up and shoot?"

Casius recognized this familiar tactic and felt a little amused. These guys actually moved this set of things to Erezega.

However, the red dragon still spread its wings, overlooking its followers from the top of the mountain, and said:

"Very good! I hope you can crush the enemy like this on the battlefield in the future, and use the enemy's blood to prove your loyalty to me."

Dolo raised the gun in his hand and shouted with high spirits: "For the master, the Burning Nest!"

"For the Burning Nest!"

"For the great will of the red dragon!"

"Conquer everything!"

The troops under him suddenly boiled up, and for a while, the cheers surged like a wave, and it lasted for a long time.