Gangde and Sanshu looked at each other, didn't say a word, jumped into the array of dwarf fire **, and began to kill. The four-headed killing gods of Shumi Group 2 began to exert their might, and before the barbarians of the brigade could get close, most of the dwarf fire ** was cut down!

Richard was shocked, this was a situation that he hadn't expected, in the face of the dwarf fire ** whose average grade was level five and didn't have time to reload the bullets, the lethality of his four entourages was too huge, except for the scarlet sè to stab one by one, the other three were harvesting life in pieces.

"Leave a few alive!!" Richard quickly launched a command in his consciousness, and at the same time shouted loudly to make them restrain themselves.

To lose the dwarf fire **, the great magician of the convoy was bombarded by Richard, the main force of the cavalry was wiped out, the Cossack caravan entered the apocalypse, and the rest was a one-sided slaughter. As for the captain of the escort cavalry, he was originally a fourteenth-level powerhouse, but he was besieged and killed by Gangde, the two ogres, Sandru and Shui Huā in the flash of Jiāo Feng. They fought side by side for a long time, and they cooperated tacitly, and after the battle with Hinclair, they had a special experience in harvesting the strong.

The battle soon ended, and the remaining guards and personnel of the caravan surrendered, while those who resisted were all killed. Richard's army was always full of slaughter, and they had few wounded and many casualties. For example, the dwarven musketeers, Richard had already called out in time, but in the end there were only ten alive.

Richard rode around the battlefield, took the shape to heart, and began to give endless orders: "Check the goods on the wagons, search the prisoners, treat the wounded!

Ten dwarven musketeers were pulled in front of Richard, all with large bruises on their faces. ~~ The dwarf's temper is stinky and hard, and he is not honest when he is captured, and he keeps muttering something. Naturally, the sand cavalry escorting them would not be polite, and after a punch and kick, they finally let them settle down.

"Who are you, where are you from, and why are you in the caravan of the Red Cossacks?" asked Richard in the lingua franca of the Farro plane.

The dwarves were babbling something, but it was not a lingua franca, and Richard did not understand a single word. He immediately cast a magical ability on himself that knew the language, and then listened vigorously for a long time, barely understanding it roughly.

The dwarves all came from the white highlands northwest of the Bloodstained Lands. It is one of the largest dark worlds on the continent. Deep in the highlands are the kingdoms of the various alien races, and they come from the anvil of Thunder, one of the great dwarven tribes.

The Thunder Anvil tribe made occasional contact with a Red Cossack slave hunter who had penetrated deep into the White Heights, and eventually fell under the onslaught of spirits, gold coins, and various luxuries, selling various raw ore to the Red Cossacks and providing a team of musketeers as mercenaries.

Richard frowned and thought about it, the dwarves of Norland are also a large race, they also make and use muskets, but their ability is far inferior to the musketeers in front of them. The lethality of them when they first gathered was even more terrifying than that of the grenadiers, you must know that the grenadiers are eighth-level warriors, and the same number of ordinary archers is far from being comparable to them.

Richard suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said to the guards beside him, "Show me their muskets." ”

A barbarian guard next to him quickly brought over a snake spear and a short spear used by the dwarves. Richard took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and quickly disassembled it, and in an instant the two muskets were reduced to a pile of parts. Deep Blue's training provided Richard with a comprehensive and deep foundation, and he was involved in all major areas of magic. I've learned a little about alchemy machinery.

When the musket was disassembled, Richard realized that its structure was very different from the musket used by the Norland dwarves. This musket is much more complex, and the craftsmanship is exquisite and the materials are exquisite. The barrel was made of cutting, turning, and grinding, rather than rough castings that had not undergone further processing, as in the case of the Norland Dwarven muskets. And the alloy used in the chamber is a new formula, which is very resistant to high temperature and high pressure, which can hold more fire.

Playing with the musket in Nong's hand, Richard was secretly surprised. This musket was not at all a product of its time than the Norland Dwarven musket, at least almost a thousand years ahead. The reason for this exaggeration is that the Norland dwarves have been slow to advance in muskets, which are no different from those of three hundred years ago.

The Norland Dwarven Musket is a complete joke in the eyes of the Dark Blue Grand Magus. The muskets were nothing more than a thick iron pipe crudely tied to a wooden handle. The effective shè range of the musket is only twenty meters, and even within the shè range, it can only threaten the target wearing leather armor and chain mail. A knight of rank in full-body plate armor would be able to completely ignore the power of the musket.

In addition, it is only necessary to go beyond ten meters, and it is difficult for the musket to blast through the mage's ranged attack physical defensive shield, unless it is close and fire-focused. But with the slow speed of the musket burst, he also wanted to attack the magician, and the dwarf fire** would be killed by the magician's fireball before he entered the shè process. What's more, if you can get close to the priest to this distance, the ability to indirectly pounce and move your fists and feet may be greater. As for the high-level professionals with vindictive spirit, they can not be afraid of the weak ability of the musket.

Therefore, in the dark blue data, the dwarven musket can only be used as a hunting tool against beasts, and it is not as good as against too powerful monsters. Fire yào is a good idea, but its main use is in mining.

But the muskets of the Hammer of Thunder were at odds with each other. Through the eyes of the bat, Richard saw with his own eyes that it had great abilities at a distance of fifty meters. This is already capable of blackmailing some low-grade magicians. And the power of the musket is more than ten times greater than that of its counterpart in Noland.

Richard estimated that even a heavily armored knight with full plate armor would be hit head-on by the musket of the Thunder Anvil at a distance of twenty meters, which would be equivalent to being hit by a heavy weapon, and his life would also be in danger. Even if the knight's armor was effective, the mount would not be able to keep it, and the sound of fire and the smell of gunsmoke would have a much greater effect on horses than arrows. In other words, in front of a dense array of dwarven musketeers, a heavy cavalry charge was almost equivalent to death.

Richard's throwers were able to carry up to a qiē hoplite below level 10 within fifty meters, but they were much stronger than the dwarves, and they could not be thrown with all their might more than ten times. Dwarven musketeers, on the other hand, were able to fire continuously if they had enough loaded muskets at hand.