Release that Witch Chapter 94: No reason for forced demolition

The production of cannon is also steadily advancing. The second shot has entered the reaming stage, while the third cannon is still stockpiling materials.

With luck, in a month, he will have a gorgeous lineup of four 12-pound cannons. The advantage of firepower is beyond doubt, but how to turn the advantage into a victory is a problem that Roland has been considering.

He was just a mechanical dog before crossing. Like most people, his understanding of war comes from history, movies and games. If it is a complete cold weapon war, he will let it go to Carter and Iron Axe to command. But this battle is not the same. No one knows more about Firearm's combat methods than himself.

In this case, he can only combine all the knowledge he knows, and make a plan for each step with a vision higher than this era.

To ensure victory, Roland allows Lightning to travel between stronghold and Border Town every day. One is to observe the road conditions, and the other is to accurately calculate the distance. Roland believes that the victory of the war is based on a large number of investigations and calculations. Both tactical formulation and deduction of war situations are inseparable from these two points.

He made several one-meter iron rods and one-hundred-meter hemp ropes according to the dimensions set in the last time he cast the cannon, and then at the cannon test firing field to the west of Border Town, he planned according to the hemp ropes and wooden rods There was a runway about one kilometer long. Lightning practiced controlling the consumption of magic power, repeatedly crossing this kilometer distance at a fixed speed.

After she memorized the output of magic power, Roland set out to measure the distance from stronghold to small town. Using the round trip time spent on the sundial, he calculated that the distance between the two places was about 54 kilometers.

Of course, this is only a straight distance. In fact, the road has to make two large bends to avoid the foot of the mountain that Impassable Mountain Range extends down. Anyway, if Duke chooses to enter from land, it will take at least three days to reach Border Town.

With Lightning as a scout, Roland can clearly understand where the enemy is and what action to take.

Within the first two kilometers of small town, he has been filled with signal objects for marking distance. As long as the enemy enters this range, the artillery team can quickly adjust the corresponding muzzle angle without firing the meter.

Now he's starting to worry, what to do if the other party doesn't come.

Just then, the door was knocked.

Nightingale, which had been lying on the sofa and chewing dried fish tablets, disappeared instantly, Roland coughed twice, and said, "come in."

The door that opened was Assistant Minister Barov, "His Royal Highness, there is a noble of Longsong Stronghold who wants to see you."

"Who?" Roland did not respond for a moment, "They sent another ambassador?"

"No, not an ambassador," Barov shook his head. "It was Baron Cornelius who left before Months of Demons and is back now."

Roland remembered for a moment before remembering that Border Town did live with stronghold noble before. But dare they come back? Moreover, I ran over in the early spring. Didn't I see the iron fist of the royal family's dictatorship? "What does he want to see me for?"

"His house was demolished because he was obstructing the defense of the city wall," Assistant Minister said, "If you don't want to meet, I can help you reject it."

Roland originally wanted to agree, but then changed his mind, "Let the baron wait in the meeting room for me."

Maybe he can pass him and put a little pressure on Longsong Stronghold, the prince thought.

After a quarter of an hour, Roland came slowly to the living room. On the side of the long table, a man with a round stomach was already impatient. He walked back and forth, the flesh of his face trembling with pace. Seeing His Royal Highness' appearance, the baron stopped and bent down to salute.

"Sit," Roland returned to the main seat and sat down. According to the usual habit, even if it is not dinner time, he will let a dessert in the kitchen, but today he did not even prepare tea.

"His Highness the Prince of Esteemed," Baron Cornelius said before hurrying, but hurriedly said, "How can you let those stupid Stonemason demolish my house! That ’s a good house, and the stone and brick walls are under The retaining walls, beams, pillars, and roofs are also made of the best quality logs. When I built it, it took me a hundred ... no, one hundred and fifty gold royal! "He stretched his fingers for takes action.

One hundred and fifty, Roland sneered twice in bottom of heart. If it was just worn to Border Town's, maybe the Prince ’s memory alone might really believe it. But now ... "Do you mean the house on the westernmost side of small town?"

Cornelius nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, that's the one. It's the largest house in town after the Baron Simon house."

"It's really regrettable that it is too close to the city wall and hinders the passage of my subordinates." Roland paused for a moment, "but City Hall has made compensation."

"How much ... how much?"

Roland extended two fingers, "Twenty gold royal."

"It's too little! Your Highness ..." Cornelius opened his mouth, as if he wanted to argue, but he finally put up with it. He took out takes action silk and wiped the sweat on his forehead. "Well, there are twenty, twenty. Where should I get this money?"

"Receive?" Roland pretended to be puzzled, "This money has been released to the owner of the house."

"What? Wait, wait ... I'm the owner of the house!"

"Not you, it is Blair, my militia second team Captain."

"Who is that?" the baron cried out loudly, "Your Highness, you are mistaken! I am the owner of that house!"

"Really? But I didn't see you in winter," Roland raised an eyebrow. "How can that house be yours?"

"Of course I am back to Longsong Stronghold. Who wants to stay in this ghost place, I have to feed Evil Beast by accident!"

Stupid, Roland evaluates in his heart, and his speech still maintains a flat tone, "So you want to say that you have abandoned your feudal lord and fled because of your fear of Evil Beast, right?"

"Uh, I ..." The Baron froze immediately.

"Guard," Roland clapped his hands, and immediately walked into the two personal guard outside the living room door, sandwiching the Cornelius in the middle.

"His Royal Highness, Your Highness, What does it mean!?"

"It's very simple. Now you have two choices," Roland stood up from his seat and looked at the other side with disdain. "One is that you admit that you are wrong, that house doesn't belong to you at all, and I can treat it as one. Farce, let you go now. The second is that you betrayed your feudal lord during the Months of Demons period, trespassing from the territory without the permission of situation, and shamefully fled to Longsong Stronghold. I will put you in prison and then hanged for the crime of treason . Which one do you choose? "

Cornelius The sweat on his forehead could not stop, he swallowed, hesitated for a while before he trembled, "His Royal Highness, I ... I made a mistake, that's not my house."

"So this is a misunderstanding," Roland shrugged, and said to the guard, "Send the Baron to leave."

When Cornelius came to the door, the prince stopped him: "Yes, when you return to stronghold by boat, help me to write a letter and tell those ... Yeah, noble who will have the same misunderstanding with you. If you do n’t plan on choosing the second option, you do n’t need to waste time on a trip to small town. "

"Your Highness, as you wish." Cornelius said with a strong smile when he went out, but at the moment he turned around, Roland saw the expression of gritting teeth.

So, stronghold is sure to cause uproar, right? he thinks.