"My God of Light, the advice of the three master blacksmiths?!"
"Your Majesty Sean, you told me earlier! You told us that there are three master blacksmiths to guide us. Let alone 15 gold coins a month, I will stay even if the price is 15 gold coins!"
"I want to stay too! My current technical level has reached the bottleneck. With the guidance of the three masters, I might be able to advance to the advanced level of blacksmith!"
Of course, blacksmiths will not have exactly the same ideas.
Some blacksmiths are worried about the lives of themselves and their families; some come to Kapur Port specifically to make money and don't care about improving their forging skills; and some have ulterior motives and hide other thoughts.
They all retreated:
"I think my life is still at stake, and I want to quit."
"The gold coins are too few. 15 gold coins are not enough."
.......
Sean smiled at these blacksmiths:
"Everyone who wants to leave signs a confidentiality agreement with Powell, and Powell will let you go later (one month later).
The rest of you, please wait here for a moment, I will introduce the three masters to you later."
After speaking, Sean took the three master blacksmiths to a nearby quiet room, released the [Soundproof Barrier], and wrapped himself and the three master blacksmiths in it.
Bart Stormpike sat on the soft sofa in the room and said first: "Sean, I just heard you say that you wanted to forge a secret weapon to deal with the crisis. Is this weapon an artillery?"
"Correct answer!" Sean smiled: "I won't be polite to you three. We only have one month left. During this month, I plan to mass-produce artillery to deal with the enemy."
"This is an order from your lord, we must try our best to do it well!" Lucy and Hansen said at the same time.
"A month?" Bart Stormpike pondered: "How many cannons do you need?"
"There are a total of 20 main battleships in Kapur Port. I want to install artillery on 10 of them, 20 guns each, so there are 200 guns in total. Considering that we already have 50 guns, I think we can just produce 150 more guns.
How about it, can it be done?"
Bart Stormpike frowned and kept shaking his head.
Lucy also looked apologetic: "Sir, it's almost impossible to produce 150 cannons in a month. After all, it's only one month. In a one-month cycle, we can only produce one batch of cannons every day, and we have to ship them and test-fire them."
, running in."
"Approximately how many artillery pieces can be produced in that batch?" Sean asked nervously.
"This..." Lucy looked at Hansen, who touched his chin and replied: "Sir, up to 50 doors. This requires enough high-quality raw materials, and it also requires enchanters from the Craftsmen Association, high-level
Only with the help of high-level warriors can these 50 artillery pieces be made."
"No problem! 50 cannons are fine! A total of 100 artillery pieces is enough for us to fight against the enemy." Sean nodded: "I will ask Windsor to fully assist you later. If you have any requests, ask him.
Be sure to ensure the progress of artillery manufacturing!"
Sean originally planned to make 150 artillery pieces, and he could even leave some of them as coastal defense guns. If the battle ahead failed, these coastal defense guns could prevent the enemy fleet from landing.
But since the production of artillery is insufficient, the plan to install coastal defense artillery must be cancelled!
"Sir, we will do our best." Lucy and the other three expressed their opinions one after another.
But Bart Stormpike is still a little reluctant. After all, manufacturing a large number of artillery will take up his time to build equipment. He wants to spend more time on improving forging skills.
Sean noticed his emotion and smiled: "Master Stormpike, don't you want to make these cannons?"
Master Thunder Spear said straightforwardly: "Yes, I don't want to make these ordinary things. But since I have learned such advanced forging skills from these two teachers, in order to repay you, I will definitely try my best to help you make these things."
Artillery."
"Don't worry, I won't treat you badly." Sean smiled and patted the Thunder Spear Master on the shoulder, "My territory now has a blacksmith master, who is neither a human nor a dwarf. I will be there after a while.
Ask him to come over and share his forging experience with you."
Sean knew that Master Stormpike was obsessed with forging, so he followed suit.
"Another master blacksmith? Not a human or a dwarf...that means he's a master blacksmith from a foreign race?! Thank you so much, Your Highness Sean!" Bart Stormlance's eyes widened and he held it excitedly.
Sean's hands.
He would be happy to see the forging skills of a foreign master, not to mention 50 cannons, even 500 cannons!
...
...
At seven o'clock in the evening, in the abandoned wine cellar where Sean lived, Sean and Lor'themar stood here waiting silently.
"Sir, according to the agreed time, Khadgar should be here by now." Lor'themar said.
Khadgar had already returned to Hetan Town through the [Teleportal Gate] this morning.
According to the agreement, he will open the [Portal] at this time, and then transport all the craftsmen from the Craftsmen Association, as well as some already made magic crystal cannonballs and ordinary cannonballs.
"Yes, it should be now." Sean nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, the light blue [Transportation Gate] slowly opened in the open space of the wine cellar, and Khadgar walked out through the door first.
"My lord, I am fortunate to have fulfilled my duty. Except for Anduin, Olivia and Crystal Dragon, I have brought everyone else here!"
Behind Khadgar, [Shadow Jeweler] Hanal, [Shrinking Ray Engineer] Occam Sparks, [Mad Scientist] Musoni and other craftsmen from the Artisan Guild lined up and walked out of the portal.
[Lunala]'s transformed female eagle also happily flew over and landed on Sean's shoulder.
"Sir! I'm glad to see you again!" After coming out of the portal, Sean's followers saluted him one after another.
"I'm also glad to see you again!" Sean hugged them one by one enthusiastically:
"I have already ordered my servants to prepare several sumptuous dinners, including Port Kapur's specialty seafood and fresh beer. You have a good rest tonight, and we will officially start work tomorrow!"
"Okay, sir!" the followers replied happily.
...
At 9 a.m. on June 23, the location was still an abandoned wine cellar.
Sean first took the three followers [Dwarf Marksman] White Bronzebeard, [Tauren Warrior], and [War Horse Trainer], who were of little use, into the system, then summoned three [Ship-borne Artillery], and let
The servant called Windsor.
Ten minutes later, Wintersall returned to his residence from the auction house and found Sean in the wine cellar: "Sir, what do you want to see me for?"
"Wendsor, please send these three [ship-mounted artillery] to the auction house for safekeeping later. They will be used in the afternoon."
"Okay, sir!" Windsor asked, "What are we going to do this afternoon?"
Chapter completed!