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Chapter 157 The first confrontation(1/2)

The wind was calm and the sun was cloudless, and the city in the lake shone with dazzling white. A breeze blew by, and sparkling waves appeared on Lake Texcoco.

In the southeast of the lake, dozens of large and small boats lined up and shuttled, surrounding seven or eight small boats. A particularly gorgeous boat was in the center of the fleet, with a bright commander's flag erected. On both sides of the flag, guards waved

With the small flag of command, the fleet moved accordingly, like an arm moving a finger.

Upon receiving the order, the sailors rowed their oars, approached the surrounded boat, and passed over the side of the ship. Then, the warriors raised their longbows, took aim with their rockets, and prepared to go.

On the gorgeous big boat, Avitt and Shulot sat cross-legged on the bow, watching the naval drill. Surrounded by confidants, the two sat close to each other, laughing and chatting, enjoying the rare comfort. At this moment, here,

There are only friends, teachers and students, no factions, monarchs or ministers.

Avitt was wearing a comfortable warrior uniform and a breathable rattan helmet, showing some ease and convenience. He carefully looked at the rocket in the warrior's hand, pondered the paper ball behind the arrow, and asked with interest.

"Xulot, is this the surprise you were talking about?"

Shulot smiled and nodded.

"Teacher, don't worry. Let's see the effect of flying rockets!"

Avitt nodded. He raised his hand, pointed forward hard, and then waved downward. The guard behind him immediately waved the red flag, and pointed the tip of the flag to the boat in front.

The sailors lit the fire and carefully lit the fuses of the rockets. The longbow warriors focused their eyes and shot out the rockets. In an instant, hundreds of rockets streaked across the arc of the sky, flying over fifty

From a distance of several meters, they accurately shot at the unmanned boat. The long arrows pierced the air, accompanied by a continuous "chunk..." sound. Some of these arrows were inserted into the center of the boat, many were nailed to the outside of the boat, and more were

Falling into the water next to the boat.

The rocket stagnated quietly for two seconds, burning secretly inside. Seeing this, Avitt smiled softly. He looked at the young man, but before he spoke, dozens of dazzling bright yellow flames suddenly bloomed in his eyes, and "

Hua Hua..." a continuous sound of air waves.

Violent flames rose from inside and outside the boats, and the temperature rose rapidly. In just a few breaths, seven or eight boats were ignited, as if they had entered the kingdom of the god of fire. Thick black smoke billowed in, carrying a pungent volcanic smell.

Avitt turned pale in shock. The expression on his face lost control again for a few seconds. Then, he lowered his head slightly and saw the burning rocket floating on the water again, and he was truly amazed.

"Your Majesty! Shulot, is this the gunpowder you are talking about? The flame burning in the water!"

Shulot laughed. He looked at the teacher's shocked expression and nodded with satisfaction.

"Avit, this is gunpowder, a great invention that can change the world!"

The king's face quickly calmed down. He thought for a moment and nodded with a smile.

"Very good! With this thing, the Tarascan navy can only retreat. The alliance will be more confident in its western expedition!"

Shulot pondered for a moment and suggested.

"Teacher, this kind of weapon is not irresistible. As long as the opponent has seen it, he can gradually adapt to it. If you prepare fire-extinguishing sand in advance and place shields on both sides of the ship, the power of the vertical rockets will be greatly reduced. Therefore, these rockets must

Accumulate it first without launching it, and wait until the decisive battle between the main forces of the two naval forces, then defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"

Hearing this, Avitt smiled again. He patted the student's shoulder appreciatively.

"Xulot, you are right! Tarasco's navy is concentrated in the Leman River Basin. I will hand over the main force of the alliance's navy to your Northern Route Army. You must have a great victory!"

Shulot's face was solemn, and he bowed his head respectfully.

"Don't worry, teacher!"

"Okay! Let's go look at the other weapons you mentioned."

After turning the flag, the fleet turned south and headed towards Tianhuo Island.

Behind the big boat, Gillim was wearing a low-key brown robe, staring at the still burning wooden boat. His face was solemn, and he sighed in his heart.

Seeing the power of the vertical rocket, he was shocked beyond words for a moment, and his mind was running like electricity. As smart as he was, he could instantly judge the advantages of the Northern Route Army in the Western Expedition, and the prestige that His Highness might establish... Such a major military and national event,

But he cannot be harmed by factional disputes.

What worries the intelligence officer even more is the king's trusting attitude towards Shulot.

"Ever since the date on New Year's Day, the princess has fallen in love with His Highness and has often mentioned it in her mouth. Influenced by the Princess, the King has become close to her again and has put down his guard... His thoughts on enfeoffing foreign vassals have been shaken... Your Highness's power has grown stronger!"

While thinking, the moving boat shook violently and stopped slowly. Immediately, Gillim stood up solemnly, followed the king and the warriors, and boarded the smoke-filled Skyfire Island.

Shuluo was very high-spirited. He confidently introduced the salt-burning scenes all over Tianhuo Island to the teacher, and Esco bowed behind him.

Avitt's eyes looked around, skipping the busy teams of salt workers, and looking at the distinct saltpeter ponds and mounds of soil, his eyes flashing with color. He followed the boy's footsteps all the way to the center of the island, where the gunpowder weapons were tested.

Soon, the explosion sound of "Boom! Boom! Boom!..." sounded again. This time, Tao Tribulus's fuse was deliberately lengthened to avoid the danger of being thrown. Looking at Tao Tribulus's explosion, Avitt looked serious.

The king's guard was frightened and lost their composure.

And when the terrifying roar of the wooden cannon sounded, Avitt opened his mouth wide and murmured in disbelief.

"Supreme God!...Is this a human weapon? It's so terrifying!"

Behind the king, the warriors of the guard knelt on the ground one after another, their hands and feet trembling with fear, praying loudly to the mythical monster in their hearts. At the end, the usually determined intelligence officer also fell to his knees. His eyes were confused, and for the first time he became suspicious.

With my own beliefs, I was suddenly in awe of His Highness's origins.

Shulot smiled slightly. These epoch-making weapons were about to be manufactured on a large scale, and naturally they could not be concealed. So he took the initiative to show it to Avitt, and also hoped to obtain more craftsmen from the alliance to increase the production of gunpowder weapons.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a long time, Avitt regained some composure. He pondered for a while and paced repeatedly. Then, the king held His Highness's shoulders, and the teacher looked at the mysterious student.

, and spoke slowly with a solemn expression.

"Xulot, my student, you are born extraordinary! This is a myth created by you. I should have let you take charge of everything. But these weapons are too amazing... I will send some warriors and craftsmen to assist in management and manufacturing

, and then completely seal this place off, as the alliance’s top secret... My child, don’t worry, you still have the final say here!”

Shulot had expected it. Hearing this, he nodded seriously, saluted on one knee, and responded sincerely.

"I obey your will, my king! This place is not mine, it belongs to the Alliance!"

Avitt's eyes shone with relief. He took two steps forward and lifted the young man up. Then, the king raised His Highness's hand and announced in a deep voice in front of everyone.

"This place belongs to the Alliance, and the Alliance belongs to you and me!"

Hearing the king's declaration, Gillim's eyes shrank violently. The intelligence officer thought quickly, suffering from lack of information and couldn't think of anything for a moment. Then, his eyes flashed, and he silently stepped back a few steps, stepping on the shadows of people and buildings, naturally

's disappeared.

In the center of the crowd of guards, Avitt cordially pulled Shulot, sitting cross-legged across from each other, discussing the tactics of gunpowder weapons.

"Xulot, this caltrop waited too long to explode. If the enemy is on guard, they can kick it away or even throw it back. And if the enemy knows about it in advance, they are likely to send skirmishers to charge and kill it.

Throwing militia."

Avitt thought about how to deal with it, assuming that he was facing such a weapon.

"Yes, teacher. The burning time is determined by the fuse, which is currently very unstable. Cutting the fuse may cause it to explode prematurely. There are greater restrictions on use in field battles. This kind of weapon is more used in siege warfare and bombardment to gain the upper hand.

A densely defended enemy."

Shulot was surprised at Avitt's adaptability and admired him in his heart.

"In this case, I would rather take the risk and shorten it than reduce the killing effect." Avitt made a cold decision.

"Is the power of this kind of gunpowder strictly related to its weight?"

Shulot nodded slightly.

"One is the weight and purity of the black powder, and the other is the tightness of the ignition environment. The more the weight, the higher the purity, and the better the sealing, the better the explosion effect. In a closed underground, tens of thousands of kilograms of black powder

By sealing and igniting a wooden box, you can completely blow down the top of the city wall. This will create a hole of several meters or even ten meters, allowing the warriors to break into the city directly!"

Hearing this, Avitt's eyes lit up. He believed Hulot's conclusion and looked at the student with joy.

"You mean..."

"Yes, teacher."

The two looked at each other and laughed at each other.

After laughing for a moment, Shulot continued excitedly.

"Avit, we can also load a large canoe with a large amount of gunpowder, sail it towards the enemy's fleet, and then ignite it into a fire ship to set the opponent's big ship on fire!"

Avitt smiled softly and shook his head.

"Xulot, the big boat is already the largest ship, and the alliance only has more than 300 boats in total. The Mayan paddle boats are only slightly larger. How can there be a ship worth burning with a big boat?!"

Hearing this, Shulot smiled and said nothing. He secretly decided that this was a gift for explorers!

Avitt looked around. His eyes passed over the stewards standing there, fell on the huge wooden cannon, and asked loudly.

"Xulot, this wooden cannon is astonishingly powerful and can roar like thunder. Do you want to give it a name?"

Shulot was stunned for a moment and answered simply.

"If it's made of pine, it's called a pine cannon. If it's made of elm, it's called an elm cannon."

Avitt burst out laughing when he heard this. He shook his head gently and rubbed the student's head affectionately.

"Since it can make a sound like thunder, why not call it Thunder God Tlaloc Cannon! The word "cannon" you created is very interesting, and the pronunciation is short and powerful."

Shulot thought for a while and found that the title Thor was too exaggerated when applied to a wooden cannon. He then suggested it.

"The main god ascends to the highest level, and the gods become subordinates. It is better to remove the title of Thunder God and simplify the name of the god, just call it Trak Cannon!"

Avitt nodded in agreement, and the two of them continued to freely decide on the future of the alliance.

At some unknown moment, Gillim appeared again. He looked at Thalea who was standing behind Shulot, and smiled meaningfully.
To be continued...
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