Arannorn, coastline.
"Boring, really boring."
Feeling the blazing sunshine and the sea breeze in front of him, Uther was lying on the railing of Noah's Ark with a lazy look, just like those old orange cats who have overwhelmed the years and time.
The production work is left to his subordinates. As a leader, he only needs to be responsible for catching fish. This is what Uther's real work looks like.
"Old zombie, go to your alchemy room. The order given by Boss George has not been completed yet. Do you want me, a vampire, to do it for you?"
"You don't care! Why, it's only been a few days since I was beaten, and you, the little vampire, are itching again?"
"Old zombie, you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue! Believe it or not, I will kill you today!"
"Come on, young man, come here if you can! I'm standing right here. If my feet move off the ground, I lose!"
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you this time!"
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Before Uther had enough sunbathing, Gul'dan, who was responsible for producing the curse potion, appeared on the other side.
Since losing to Uther, Gul'dan has tried every means to provoke this old zombie in order to fight him again and wash away the shame of defeat.
Uther naturally understands Gul'dan's little thoughts, and every time he takes the bait, he is very cooperative, like boiling a frog in warm water, raising the difficulty bit by bit, while at the same time attacking Gul'dan's excessive self-esteem, He is also obviously improving his abilities, which can be said to be a well-intentioned move.
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"Come on, come on, place your bets, place your bets! The fourteenth duel, buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it!"
"I'll bet for half an hour! Five silver coins and a bottle of Elf Fruit Brew!"
"Twenty minutes! Six silver coins and a bottle of soul wine!"
"Twenty-five minutes! I... I'll put the dwarf hammer on... too!"
"Old guy, are you sure you want to risk your meal? If you can't meet the target, it's none of my business if Boss George fires you!"
"Don't talk nonsense, you old...old bone. This month's reward...the silver reward hasn't come yet. I...my underwear, if you...want it, I'll put on my...underwear!"
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Along with the teasing words of a certain red dwarf master by a certain lich, the atmosphere of joy filled a corner of the dark place on the deck.
This is not the first time that bets have been made. Whenever the heads of the two alchemy rooms are fighting fiercely on the deck, the elf pharmacists, lichs and even the red men working next door are all involved. Master Dwarves, these creatures of different races who usually look at each other, will surprisingly unanimously put aside their racial prejudices at this moment, and gather together to gamble with great interest.
At the beginning, there were still many ignorant fools who would bet on Gul'dan winning. Over time, when all onlookers realized that Uther, the old zombie, was releasing into the sea, the choice for the handicap became Gul'dan. How long can Dan last in Uther's hands!
If we go by his usual experience, Uther will more or less fight Gul'dan back and forth for ten or twenty minutes, and then deliver the final blow to Gul'dan with "danger after danger". It's a pity that today , the two had just fought for five minutes, and an emergency broadcast came from the captain's room!
"Urgent notice, urgent notice! Captain George has an order. There is an elf merchant ship three nautical miles away at twelve o'clock, and the city lord White of Red Pine City has been smuggled aboard. Our mission is to destroy the ship, capture the crew alive, and collect the treasure!"
"Everyone return to work, it's hunting time!"
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"You heard that too, little vampire, it's time to go back to the alchemy room and wait! What? You still do it? How reckless! Go to the sea and calm down!"
After hearing the emergency broadcast, Uther wanted to stop the fight with Gul'dan, but he didn't expect that the vampire still went his own way, jumping up and down around him, looking for opportunities to strike a fatal blow, with no intention of stopping.
In desperation, after deliberately selling a flaw to induce and avoid Gul'dan's backstab, Uther's holy fighting energy gathered in his five fingers and used Gul'dan hidden in the blood mist technique. He caught him and threw him into the sea like trash!
"Ahem! I hate sea water! Old zombie, let's see if I don't kill you later!"
"Wait...Dracula, what kind of damn weapon is this!"
Like other landlubber vampires, Gul'dan didn't like sea water. The moment he choked on the first sip of water from the waves, he forcibly stood up and bounced back into the air, but just as he flew back to the deck , the shocking scene in front of him actually made Gul'dan, who thought highly of himself, feel fear for the first time in a long time——
They were designed by George himself, and the Red Dwarf masters invested a lot of manpower and material resources to successfully build three weird-shaped cannons on the main deck of Noah's Ark.
Gul'dan, who once hid in the Kaos Empire, was of course very aware of such cumbersome weapons as artillery. In Gul'dan's view, this strange weapon that relies on the explosion of gunpowder as propulsion has only slightly stronger ammunition and power than ordinary crossbows, and its accuracy is even worse.
Gul'dan once boasted that if he were to lead the charge, he could easily dodge no matter how many ship-borne artillery attacks, approach these forts with the ease of a spring outing, and tear them into pieces.
However, these three artillery pieces on Noah's Ark, whether it is their thundering sound of gunfire, the initial speed of the cannonball launch that is difficult to catch even the vampire's dynamic sight, and the farthest range of Gul'dan's perception, which spans The three-nautical-mile, devastating parabola gave Gul'dan a subversive sense of fear!
This has far exceeded the limit range of ordinary elf archers or human catapults. In Gul'dan's knowledge, except for high-level strong men with absolute power like Elven King Alvin, or those who own the continent like Titan, Except for the powerful species of the top bloodline, there is no ordinary soldier that can counterattack an attack from such a distance in the first time!
Gul'dan couldn't help but start to hypothesize. Assuming that he was three nautical miles away and charged with the firepower of these three artillery pieces, could he really reach these three artillery pieces smoothly?
What's more, the red dwarves have only built three artillery pieces. What about thirty or three hundred cannons? !
"The detection magic shows that the cannonball successfully hit the target! Let's quickly drive over to Noah's Ark to collect the people!"
"My mother! Master George is really the god of forging in the world! With precise spells to lock the target, combined with the power and shooting range of the new artillery, you can get off to a good start in the first trial. It's not too impressive!"
"It's not enough. Master George once said that the maximum firing range of real ship-borne artillery must be tripled!"
"Damn it, I really want to kneel down and beg Master George to let me build a few more cannons like this! I won't charge any more wages! No... Even if I let you pay until I go bankrupt, as long as I can build another cannon , I will die without regrets!"
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Seeing the red dwarves dancing excitedly on the console, Gul'dan felt cold all over! Gul'dan had also heard George's other subordinates say that George was willing to disobey Emperor Nicholas the Great and insist on recruiting these red-haired dwarves. At that time, Gul'dan thought that George was extremely stupid. Now it seems that he is truly stupid. It's up to you to do it yourself!
These artillery pieces... no, not just artillery pieces, George's unbridled ideas, combined with the smelting skills of these red-haired dwarfs, will eventually create a terrifying weapon that changes the entire pattern of dimensional warfare!
