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Chapter 139 Gunpowder Weapons

Faced with such a question, the Holy Grail Knight did not hide anything, slowly stood up and told the truth.

"The abilities of a knight are limited. I have learned only one thing from my short career as a Holy Grail Knight. The more I train in riding, the more I realize that there are limits to a knight's abilities."

"I won't be a traditional knight unless I surpass the knights! Windlow!"

The words of the Holy Grail Knight were sonorous and powerful, which must be because the musket was a bit subversive of the tradition of chivalry.

This is exactly what Wendlow is most confused about.

You know, the knights of Bretonnia are not fools. In fact, most of them are very smart.

In addition to basic combat, most knights also have excellent strategic vision, and even most of them know the role of muskets.

Muskets and cannons were not meant to maintain the knight class, but to overthrow the knight class.

Without muskets or cannons, the Bretonnian knights, who had spent their entire lives in training, were able to slaughter thousands of peasants who attempted to rebel by taking up melee weapons.

But it’s different with muskets and cannons.

A peasant who had only received half a day's training could kill a knight who had received decades of training with just a few muskets.

Once the musket is introduced, it will be a devastating blow to Bretonnia's knight system.

In the knightly kingdom of Bretonnia, peasants can only rely on knights and are only allowed to use melee weapons and basic longbows and catapults.

Bretonnia's melee infantry would even be laughed at by the neighboring imperial provincial army for their ability to hold the line.

The longbow had almost no armor-piercing ability and could not harm knights wearing heavy armor.

It is true that the catapult can penetrate armor, but the trajectory of this thing is too large and the speed is too slow, so it is impossible to hit a knight on horseback.

If the peasants had heavy crossbows and muskets, they would have a way to resist the knights.

The Holy Grail Knight before him actually wanted to surpass traditional knights and start researching gunpowder. Isn't this a revolution against himself?

"Please, if you want to use a musket, just go to the Empire and buy it. If you think it's too far, you can give me money and let me bring it to you."

"It's much more expensive to develop a production line from scratch than to buy a finished product. It's not worth it."

Windlow pointed out the faults of the Holy Grail Knight one by one.

"If you really develop a production line, then the peasants in the territory will have access to firearms, and you knights may not even be able to suppress their rebellion!"

"Great!"

After hearing the last sentence, the Holy Grail Knight actually showed a very relieved and happy expression.

"If the peasants can really resist successfully, I will also be happy to legally remove their serf status, and from now on there will be no difference between them and the peasants of the empire."

This made Windlow confused. It was the first time he saw someone not safeguarding the interests of his own class but instead taking care of the interests of other classes.

Mousse was also quite puzzled. How could a superior speak for a subordinate?

The strong are born to dominate the weak, and the weak are just cheap labor and can enjoy the demographic dividend.

Could it be that this Holy Grail Knight's brain went haywire after drinking some so-called Holy Grail water?

Mousse took a few steps back. The gap in level was too big, and their ideas were completely opposite. She and the Holy Grail Knight would definitely have nothing to say to each other.

Standing there, Wendlow hesitated for a while, and finally let out a long sigh.

He could understand such a situation. At different times and under different circumstances, it was the aristocracy that was at the forefront of the times.

All progress begins among the upper class. The progress of every era is a revolution initiated by some awakened people in the ruling class at that time.

"Okay, okay, in order to make money, I am willing to share the Empire's gunpowder technology with you, but I am just a businessman and only know a general direction."

"Your money is indispensable."

An agreement was reached between Windlow and the Holy Grail Knights, and he is now employed as a personal engineer for the Holy Grail Knights, assisting in the research of gunpowder weapons.

Various research data and experimental procedures were laid out on the table. The handwriting of the Holy Grail Knight was very beautiful. He was worthy of being the individual chosen by the Goddess of the Lake. He was an elite among humans in every aspect.

"One sulfur, two nitrates and three charcoals. This is the Aurora formula. Let's try it."

Windlow did remember some very ancient knowledge, perhaps from another world.

Upon hearing these words, the Holy Grail Knight seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened up. He seemed to have heard of this formula before, but he had forgotten where he got it from.

Aurora should refer to the knowledge of Aurora. After all, Windlow was a well-traveled businessman and he might have been to Aurora.

Neither side was concerned about where such a strange chemical ratio came from, and they used scales and weights to continuously and finely adjust the formula of gunpowder.

The sulfur powder was slowly crushed, and the two men weighed the powder despite the pungent smell.

Then add the frosty white crystalline saltpeter, and finally mix it with the charcoal that can be found everywhere, and continue to stir the three materials in the steel can to make them completely mixed.

Finally, the black powder with a little white light was completed.

When it was lit with an open flame, the whole manor became bright for a second with a popping sound. The old farmer sleeping next door thought he saw the arrival of the Goddess of the Lake in his dream.

As the light faded, only a mass of black particles remained on the table where the gunpowder had been placed.

"The gunpowder still didn't burn completely, leaving too much residue."

"Yes, you have to clean the gun frequently, otherwise the risk of explosion is very high."

The two of them briefly exchanged opinions, but the high-quality formula of black powder was only available in the cities of Altdorf and Nuln. If they wanted to obtain higher-quality black powder, they had to go to the dwarf mountains.

But that is not the top priority. Now that we have developed our own black powder that we can barely use, the next step is naturally to forge a basic gun barrel.

The Holy Grail Knight took out an iron pipe with a hole blown in it.

"Since most farmers are confined to the fields, Bretonnia has no good blacksmiths, and does not have the skills of Imperial and Tyrell blacksmiths to forge plate armor, let alone strong iron pipes."

That's right, Bretonnia's forging technology is the most backward among all human kingdoms.

Even Araby in the southern desert has steel forging technology that is more powerful than Bretonnia.

Gunpowder, barrel, rifling, gunpowder, projectile design.

Now both of them devoted themselves to the research and development of gunpowder weapons. They were not seeking the best, but just wanting to be able to use them, and they would spend a huge amount of time on it.

Mousse didn't like this kind of thing, so he just found a stool, leaned against the wall and fell asleep.