Take a nearby beltran through the lines of tents, large and small.
The designated destination is in the woods just outside the camp where this tent lines up.
I don't know what it is, but I don't think people want to hear it very much.
"What are the requirements of the Witch Hall, my lord?
"Well. He said he'd show some interesting stuff..."
"Is this what the Witch Hall calls interesting? No, I don't think so."
Beltran laughs and says that.
Hmm, something like half expectation, half horror, for sure?
What the hell pops up?
At least it won't be boring......
Seems like we've been collecting and doing something about the village daughter we protected in the chase the other day, and that has something to do with it?
I arrive at a designated location while walking around thinking about that.
There, the witches and the village daughters who protected them… and the figure of the Magna soldiers who somehow took captivity.
It was also, the Magna soldiers, blindfolded and monkeys, tied with rope to the trees of the forest.
Looking at the array of unspeakable detainees, the witch entered and bowed her head.
"I'm sorry for your loss, Count."
"I don't mind. Better yet... what is that?
I ask as I gaze at the Magna soldiers in custody.
"Oh. That's just a target."
"Of?"
"Yes, what I'm about to show the Count is the training of an experimental unit that introduced new weapons."
"A new weapon?... you mean the stick those village daughters have?
Yes, my daughters were gripping strange sticks with their right hands.
Wooden, almost linear stick. The tip has something like an iron cylinder.
And on the other hand, he had a spark rope.
... I have trouble saying hello even if they call this a recruit weapon.
You must have guessed my perplexity, the witch laughing with pleasure.
"Hundreds of newspapers are not as good at first sight. Quickly, let's have a look.... Elma!
"Ha! Demon Wand Squad! All hands!"
One of the village daughters hangs the decree like a soldier at one end.
Then his daughters pointed simultaneously at the Magna knights an iron barrel attached to the tip of the stick.
"Shoot him. Yeah!
A hanging voice again. My daughters pushed a spark rope to the root of the cylinder -!
Bread, bread, bread and multiple bursting sounds. White smoke erupts from the tip of the iron barrel.
Slightly later, the Magna knights groan as they leak out of the ape. The blood stained the body red.
What the hell just happened!?
To an event that was too incomprehensible, questions blew up like a storm in my heart.
Heh heh, the servant Count Avrine seems to have lost his temper, too.
An experimental unit I named the Demon Wand Unit, a recruit weapon operated there, is a flying tool with gunpowder. In other words, it is a gun.
What I asked Sir Cazzarini to produce this time was a mimic of the primitive gun - Pishchara - that appeared at dawn in the history of gun development in the West.
Speaking of primitive guns, the Japanese might think of a volcano gun.
But in fact, there is also something called a gun that preceded it.
It's just a story that told Japan that it had already been elevated to the level of a volcano gun.
Peashchara's structure is simple and lucid. It just has an iron barrel, a barrel of guns, at the tip of an almost straight tree stick.
The tip of the iron cylinder opens a gunpoint from which gunpowder and bullets can be loaded.
It is called a preemptive formula.
Then, at the time of firing, a small hole drilled in the root part of the iron cylinder is directly sparked and set on fire to the gunpowder.
Yeah, it's a perfectly primitive gun.
There is no such thing as a fire rope gun, or any part of it that looks like a gun to future generations.
Why I let this be created is because of the emphasis on productivity.
Being able to make it right away even if you don't have the technical skills or experience to make it simple. Being able to produce large quantities cheaply.
I mean, it's easy to get instant combat.
If it's a firearm that's developed more than this, it doesn't.
Development alone must be enormous in time and cost.
When it comes to deploying in action, how much time and money do you need before you can row there?
Perhaps we will not make it before this war is over.
For this reason, Peashchara was adopted as a realistic proposal.
"... may I see that, Witch Hall?
Count Avrine asks as he looks at the gun in the hands of the wand soldiers.
"Of course. You there, give the Count the wand."
"Ha, yes!
hold so that my duly nominated daughter may offer her magic wand, and come near the Earl of Avrine.
Nevertheless, he said, 'Ha, yes!' Though there will be no reply.
Apart from Elma, who has been appointed captain, it still seems that her consciousness as a soldier of the rest of the crew is faint.
I wonder if this will be a challenge in the future. Well, come on. Let's get back to work around there.
"Oh Count, don't touch the iron barrel part. Just after firing, it's heated to high temperatures."
Draw attention to Count Aveline, who tries to receive the wand.
"Uhm.... hmm, this is the thunderous phenomenon earlier? What a monster."
Count Aveline groans that way, looking at the shivers and wands.
"Witch Hall, on what principle is this new weapon attacking?
"The principle itself is simple, Count. This is a weapon that uses fire medicine."
"Secret medicine for fire? I've seen it at festivals lately, you know?
"Yep. It's a mechanism to explode the secret drug of fire and fly balls of iron with its power"
"Hmm. When you do hear that, it's simple how it works. So the balls pop out of the hole you drilled on this tip."
Count Avrine peeks into the muzzle with interest.
"So what about the performance of this new weapon? Yeah, at least it seems to have the ability to kill people..."
Count Avrine says so, watching the bloodshed.
"... now I wonder if this maneuver against the captives is on the boulders, Witch House"
"Prisoner? What do you mean?
"........................... yeah?
"I remember that the Magna Army troops we supplemented fought until they were literally wiped out, albeit heavenly, while enemies?
Tilt his little neck, smiling and shrugging.
"... let's do that"
Count Avrine laughed bitterly.
It's a test of a weapon, a murder tool. It is best decided to target humans.
What, wartime international law? Prisoners' rights?
What a fool, there is still no shadow or shape for such a thing in this world.
Well, that being said, it's not an ethically complimented act...
I don't care about that anymore.
Plus, it means ritual of passage.
The daughters of the Wand Squad were in an environment that had nothing to do with killing each other until now.
No matter how much you hold grudges against the Magna knights, you'll suddenly be confused when you tell them to throw them on the battlefield and kill people.
So I gain experience of killing people here.
It's the same thing that gives cadets the experience of executing a gunshot.
I have trouble getting them to be soldiers at one end.
Whatever, the Wand Squad is my first private army unit.
It's not borrowed from someone.
I can run whatever I want, troops for me.
I don't need a soldier in such a unit. You seem hesitant to kill an enemy soldier in action, don't you think the corner private forces are ruined?
Ma'am, so take a good look at the captivity killing, Your Excellency.
"Huh, let's get back to it. What is the performance of this? No other weapon has been developed by the Witch Hall. Can I hope for something powerful and incomparable?
"Hahaha, I hope so..."
Now it's our turn to have a bitter laugh.
"It's something we're just starting to develop. Still to come...... Honestly, it's a lot worse than a bow in terms of performance right now."
I'm not lying.
In fact, employing primitive guns with an emphasis on productivity results in terrible performance.
Compare it to existing flying tools, bows and arrows......
inferior to bows and arrows in all ranges, power, and hit accuracy.... contiguous? Hahaha, not worth the earliest comparison.
In other words, in terms of performance, the wand must raise a white flag on the bow.
If you ask me about that reality, this is what I might think.
"Does that make sense? You're not an unavailable kid, are you? 'and.... that question in particular.
That being the case, we can't talk about it in terms of performance.
However, the bow had no operational benefit.
Do you know the Fuss War?
War between Protestant and Catholic believers known as the Hus.
Jan Zishka, the famous general, played an active part in this battle. And it is the peashchara he introduced.
The Hus army led by Jan Zishka is a group of miscellaneous soldiers, including citizens, peasants and even women and children.
Opposite is a professional soldier named Knight, the protagonist of the war.
Everyone did not suspect that the Hus would be crushed by the time they had no skin.
But this battle, in fact, ends in the victory of the Hus.
How could the Hus have won?
The most important factor in this is in a gun called Peashchara.
Peashchara said it performed inferior to the bow, which is an existing flying tool.
Yes, it is certainly inferior in terms of performance.
However, there were advantages not found in the bow other than in terms of performance.
That's a very simple thing to handle. And it was that my arm strength was unnecessary.
Something that takes time to train if you try to raise archers at one end.
One archer is finally trained until the string pulling arm and the opposite arm thickness are clearly different.
Also, the thicker the arm, the more arm strength the bow needs.
In contrast, Peashchara only ignites with gunpowder and ammunition.
It's too easy to compare the time spent training to a bow.
And naturally, you don't need your arm strength.
In other words, speaking of polarity, a weapon that even amateur women and children can soldier in a short time.
That was the biggest advantage of a gun called Peashchara.
Jan Zishka used this advantage to tailor an amateur group to soldiers.
And he showed it by tearing apart just an amateur opponent and a cautious knighthood.
A weapon that can be handled by anyone and can be deployed in large quantities inexpensively, Peashchara.
I mean, that's nothing more than a denial of a professional soldier named Knight.
At any rate, there are naturally more common people in the chivalry class and in the general public.
It is true that the knight would be stronger than an impromptu common militia using Peashchara.
It's just hard to go along with the number of violence.
In World War II, even the most powerful German Army in Europe was unable to stop the invasion of Soviet troops that could be picked in the fields.
Hehe, the power of this wand changes exactly how the battlefield is.
The knight, who has previously been the protagonist of the battlefield, will be exiting the stage.
Is there any better way to defeat the kingdom of Magna known to possess the mighty knights? No, it's something.
Yes, because everything created a wand for it.
Especially since I'm not willing to tell Count Aveline to be stupid and honest until such a true purpose.
Because once he's a superior officer, he just needs to admit that I'm taking my own experimental unit in the future, that's all.
"Right. Still can't reach the bow? That's too bad."
Sincerely unfortunately Count Avrine groans.
… could it be a problem to be perceived as a completely useless long object?
It's a hassle to be told to dismantle a pointless experimental unit.
Let's follow the wand for a little bit.
"Yeah, but... In addition to that roar, do you call it the strength of an unknown weapon...... I think you can expect the effect of instigating the fear of enemy soldiers."
"Hmm, well done. Wouldn't it be surprising if the allies fell with that thunderous sound and went into a state of panic...? But yes, it won't work again and again..."
"Right. After that...... doesn't it work for horses too? See, horses are pretty cowardly creatures."
Think as Count Avrine puts his hand on his chin.
"Hmm, I don't even have a use for it...? You may be able to increase enemy disruption if used during an ambush."
"Nice. Night raids, etc., seem ideal."
"Mm-hmm. Sounds like a lot of noise."
Did you imagine that? Count Avrine nodding over and over.
"In order to explore those possibilities, would you mind letting them run an experimental unit as my direct jurisdiction?
"Right. Fine. Whatever you want."
Count Avrine nods at Eagle Deep Fried.
"Thank you, Count"
I bow my head deeply, distorting my mouth into the form of a laugh.
All right, now get a private soldier for the memorial. Besides, it's a private unit armed with firearms.
What a big step! Now we win!
And so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and dreamed of the future prospects.