The failure of the Land Patrol Ship was a huge blow to Laing, and Knight King was a little depressed after that.
However, the women did not mind. As a female knight, Suria definitely did not support Laing spending so much money on the Land Patrol Ship, but she did not object and just went along with her husband.
The three little girls, Rita, Cecilia, and Xi'er, on the other hand, were having a lot of fun. They were running around the courtyard of the Fountain of Beauty, causing chaos in the courtyard. Rem, on the other hand, was obediently staying beside Amelia.
"Father," Frey Derick found Laing, "can we talk in private?"
"Ah? What is it that can't be said here? " Laing was stunned by Frey Derick's words. Knight King thought to himself, How can my son be so secretive when he's only 16?
He's not loyal enough!
"There's something private that I want to discuss with you." Frey Derick was puzzled by his father's reaction. He emphasized, "It's not convenient to talk about it in front of everyone."
"Alright then." Laing could only nod.
Suria immediately noticed this. Knight King then gave Devonshire a look. Laing's eldest son immediately understood and followed. "What's the secret? I want to know too, father."
After that, Devonshire immediately asked Frey Derick, "Can I? Frey? "
Frey Derick frowned, but still nodded. "Fine, you can come along too."
"Sister Suria's intuition is still so sharp!" Emilia's face was full of smiles. The mature, beautiful, and majestic Duchess of the Empire smiled at Knight King and said, "Nothing can escape Sister Suria's eyes and ears."
"Otherwise, how can I keep my position as Knight King's Queen? Don't you think so, Amelia? Every day, every day, I have to face many challenges. " Suria also smiled charmingly. "Devonshire and Frey Derick are brothers after all, am I right? Emilia? "
Knight King and the Countess of the Empire stared at each other. Sparks seemed to flash in the air.
Veronica, who was sitting at the side, suddenly felt very amused. The female president loved to watch women fight.
Teresa's face was as black as ink. She first looked at Aurora, who was playing mahjong, with resentment and resentment. Then, she looked at Xi'er, who was only two and a half years old, who was playing with her two sisters. In the end, she could only sigh.
Aurora noticed her daughter's expression. She was a little embarrassed, but there was no regret or shame on her face.
On the other side, the three of them found a balcony. Laing waved his hand to summon two Old Guard to guard the entrance. With his back facing the winter moonlight, Laing looked at Frey Derick and smiled. "Speak, son. What's the matter?"
"Father, you're too harsh on Maybach and the others." Frey Derick thought for a while and said seriously, "That's an impossible task. I learned a lot of engineering, gunpowder, and alchemy from Uncle Gater. With the current technology, there's no way to drive a Land Cruiser fast."
"What's the big deal?!" Before Laing could answer, Devonshire said impatiently, "I'll say it again, Frey. This is clearly a problem with the Nur. We were the ones who commissioned the Nur. The whole process is very simple. Why do you have to complicate it? If the Nur doesn't have the ability to produce it, or if there are any difficulties, Maybach and the others can tell us directly! Why did you have to wait until the final delivery of the goods? "
"But they've already done their best!" Frey Derick said impatiently. "The current technology is only —"
"If you can't do it, then don't do it!" Devonshire retorted.
"If not the Nur, where else can we do it in the Old World?" Frey Derick didn't hold back. "Let me tell you, Devonshire. If not for the Nur, those cannons and turbine guns can't be made!"
"If they can't be made, then so be it. It's better than making a piece of trash!"
"You can't even make a piece of trash, you stinky brother! Why don't you do it if you can? "
"You're useless! I'm evaluating a cannon. Do you think I can shoot cannons myself? "
Seeing his two sons quarreling and ready to roll up their sleeves and fight at any time, Laing felt a headache coming on. Knight King hurriedly pulled his two sons apart.
Heavens, how did you survive when your two sons are fighting like this, Father?
Furthermore, these two sons each have their own territory and title. There's no real inheritance conflict, yet they're fighting like this? Without me here, wouldn't they have to PK all the way?
And it seems like Suria and Emilia are happy to watch the show?
Laing now understood how the Imperial Emperor felt. He once thought that the Imperial Emperor didn't manage the Originals well, but only after becoming a father did Laing deeply understand that the Imperial Emperor was able to let the 20 (+ 1) Originals coexist peacefully, arrange suitable positions and missions for them, and ensure that they didn't engage in large-scale fighting. It was already very impressive.
"Devonshire, you can't be so stubborn. As Frey Derick said, the Nur is already the top of the Old World's technology. If they can't do it, then it really can't be done." Laing first reprimanded Devonshire, who was stirring up trouble. "It's meaningless to argue without considering the specific situation. Why don't you say that your grandfather is also a piece of trash and can't kill the Four Gods of Chaos with a single strike? In the end, the situation has become like this. If he can't do it, he can just replace him. He's not the only immortal among humans! Don't you think so? "
(The Lord of Humans, who was standing in front of the golden throne and meeting with the Marshal of the Imperial Army, subconsciously reached out to pinch his nose and frowned.
"My Lord?" The Marshal of the Imperial Army, Trajan, noticed that the Imperial Emperor was distracted.
"It's nothing. Continue.")
"Oh, I'm sorry, father. I know I was wrong." Devonshire immediately admitted defeat and lowered his head.
"Also, Frey Derick, as the future Duke of Nur, Kurfürst, and Duke of Wesen, you are also wrong." Laing then reprimanded Frey Derick. "Since you can't reach the target, you can mention the difficulties and problems. You can't use fake data to fool the customers. You can't selectively hide the truth like this! If you only know how to emphasize that Nurr's technology is the best, then if we can't do it, then others can't do it either. This is being stuck in one's own ways and sleeping on the achievements. If everyone thinks like this, then technology will never improve! The leading position will be surpassed sooner or later. "
"Father is right." Frey Derick also lowered his head. The young Baron's face was red from the scolding.
As soon as he raised his head, the Baron saw that Devonshire secretly made a face at him and gave him a middle finger. Frey Derick's blood pressure instantly rose.
This stinky brother! Just you wait, when I find an opportunity, you won't be able to eat good juice!
After scolding both of his sons, Laing thought for a while and asked Frey Derick, "I know what you want to say, Frey. Do you want to ask me why I have to spend so much manpower and resources to forcibly create such a giant steel beast?"
Frey Derick couldn't help but nod.
Laing sighed. "Tell me, Frey Derick, before the steam tanks, did the Empire have something called a war barricade?"
"Oh, of course!" Frey Derick nodded. "A carriage without a roof, usually pulled by two to three horses, six musketeers or crossbowmen, and a driver. It wasn't very useful and was eliminated after the steam tanks came out. Most of the war chariots were modified into light magic vehicles or war altars. Now, only some of the more backward bumpkins still use these things, such as the paupers in Steyr, the Nord bumpkins, or the barbarians in Ostmark. It's cheap."
As a Nur born Frey Derick, despising the poor and backward provinces of the Empire was engraved in the DNA of the Nur higher education. It was an instinctive habit.
"But sometimes, war barricades are also used as test equipment for new war machines." Frey Derick seemed to want to show off in front of his father. He added, "For example, the engineers will install mortar, shotgun, or hell wind cannons on the war barricades."
"Then how effective are they?" Laing nodded with a smile.
"How should I put it? If the war barricades can be formed into a large scale, their flexibility and firepower will be barely passable. Being able to move and fight at the same time is their advantage." Frey Derick thought for a while and tried to say, "But the war barricades have two weaknesses. The first is that they are actually quite heavy, and the horses can't pull them for a long time. They get tired easily, and it's difficult to control the speed and direction of the vehicles. The second is that the barricades don't have good protection. Any little damage can easily kill the six musketeers and the driver on the barricades. So, the war barricades have a nickname, the Coffin of the Seven Brothers."
"Yes." Laing sighed. "Then think carefully. Can ten war barricades defeat one steam tank?"
"How is that possible?" Frederick couldn't help but laugh. "Steam tanks are the pride of Nur. Just look at the welded steel plates on the exterior of the tanks. No matter if it's crossbows, muskets, or even mortar cannons, nothing can penetrate the steel plates of the steam tanks. Only things like Ultralisks, Chaos Hell Cannons, and large-scale magic can pose a threat to the steam tanks."
"Yes, so we can draw a conclusion." Laing nodded. "Can we defeat the threat of Chaos with these inferior, cheap mass-produced goods? Let me put it simply. In the Motekin Invasion a few years ago, if the Empire only had swordsmen, spearmen, and crossbowmen, can they defeat the heavily-armored Warriors of Chaos? "
"We must have musketeers or great swordsmen. Only muskets and greatswords can cut through the plate armor on their bodies. Of course, we also need the power of the cannons and the impact of the knights." Frey Derick understood what Laing meant. The young baron began to think. "I kind of understand, father. You mean, the land patrol is your Armoured Nur, your Old Guard, and your Grail Knight?"
"Relying on numbers to overwhelm the Immortal Chaos." Laing said helplessly. "You can see how hard it was for the Alliance of Order during the Motekin Invasion. I won the great victory in the Swamp of Sorrows, the epic victory in the Battle of the Three Kings, the battle of Herzig, and the last battle of Wolffin. But in the final battle of Wolffin, the remaining tens of thousands of Motekin's men could not take them down. If Motekin had not committed suicide and caused chaos in the Army of Chaos, we would have even been prepared to lose more than half of our men."
Devonshire finally found a chance to interject. "That was because father was forced into the battlefield by Uncle Ruth. It was not father's fault."
"You can't say that." Laing shook his head. "If not for your Uncle Ruth's help in the battle, our losses might have been even greater."
"I understand, father." Frey Derick understood. "A large number of miscellaneous troops are not as important as an elite army. No matter how many war chariots there are, they will not be a match for the land patrol."
It seemed that the Empire's foot soldiers' fear of battle had also left a deep impression on Frey Derick.
"When the cheap mass-produced route proved unable to change the overall situation, we had to take the elite route." Laing nodded. "In terms of manpower … can we compare to the unlimited source of the undead army? Can we compare to the green skin's endless WAAAGH? Or can we compare to the Chaos in the northern wastelands constantly farming Martian soldiers for you and summoning the demon army at any time and place? "
"Having more people is also a disadvantage." Although he did not know what Martian was, Frey Derick understood the meaning. The baron shrugged. "I have a headache when I think of the green skin. Hunting the green skin with Uncle Gelt in the Black Mountains is not a comfortable journey."
"Not necessarily, it depends on how you look at this problem. With the addition of gunpowder and artillery, you can feel the changes in the war. The Empire's army is more and more emphasizing on discipline and formation, rather than close combat and one-on-one combat. There are still many strong people who can ignore guns, but compared to the crossbow era, the number is much less." Laing nodded. "But that's another story. I'll stop here today."
"Thank you, father. I enjoyed chatting with you." After the conversation, Frey Derick was very touched. The baron could not help but ask expectantly, "Will we still have such an opportunity in the future?"
"There will be, but unfortunately, there won't be many." Laing gently reached out and pressed his eldest son's shoulder. As a father, his eyes showed a loving look. "Frey Derick, listen. You have to grow up as soon as possible. Due to your identity and various reasons, I can't always stay by your and your mother's side. You have to be like a man, protect your territory, protect your mother. This is your honor, and at the same time, your responsibility."
"I know …" Frey Derick looked indifferent. "Mother told me the same. The entire Nur respects their Countess, but everyone also knows that the Countess is not good at war. She rarely leaves the Kurfürst Palace in Nur. During the war, she is a slacker, responsible for standing at the back to boost the morale. I understand, father, I understand."
"Compared to my matters, father, you should go and comfort mother more!" All of a sudden, Frederick smirked. His son said meaningfully, "Usually, Mother always has a look of dissatisfaction on her face. Only Father can help her. Otherwise, if Mother is unhappy, the one who will suffer is me!"
"Brat!" Knight King said. With Emilia's small body, it will be settled in one or two hours!
However, at this moment, the father and son all felt a strong throbbing. They subconsciously looked to the east together.
Something had happened!
Across the gray mountains, across the vast border of the Empire, across the peaks and valleys of the Roof of the World.
At a hidden entrance of the Blade Edge Mountain.
A huge Army of Chaos was gathering here.
"It's right in front." Primordial Demon Prince Birak pointed at the first Altar of Chaos in history, which was also the place where the first Demon Prince was born. Yes, it was the Altar of Chaos where Birak was born. "The Crown of Dominion is in there, but you have to pass the test of the True God first."
"The Sword of Chaos! And Qie Xue Army, get ready! " Eichahn signaled for the army to surround the mountains and get ready, while he himself strode into the Altar of Chaos.
All of this had already made Eichahn sick.
Everything made Eichahn feel sick and tired.
It was enough.
Destroy this world!
Destroy it!
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