My Empire

My Empire Chapter 37

2020-11-03

Chapter 37 37 Reserves for War

"Sweaty...that made that rude guy go?" Stryd exited the lobby After that, the minister in the robe looked towards Nicholas Weiss and asked.

No one could be so rude in front of the Great Khan and still leave alive, those prairie warriors who were shocked by the rifle, all looked over at this moment, just waiting for the Great Khan's order, The charge ahead cut Stryd.

Nicholas Weiss waved his hand and said, "Come here! Drag the body out for me... Let's wait a while and see, don't go south and loot North Hanhai County for now. "

"Did we just give in like this? Great sweat?" the robe minister frowned, a little unwillingly asked.

"Forget it? Forget it, it's not a big deal." Nicholas Weiss coldly snorted, then looked towards his confidant and asked: "Who do we have the most hatred against? Arrant? No, Our grassland empire has the greatest hatred with the Holy Demon Emperor."

"In those days our ancestors, 300,000 armored and iron cavalry went south. What happened? The Dragon Knight with no difficulty of the Holy Demon Emperor. It shattered our dream of becoming Arrant." Nicholas slowly walked back to his throne, extending the hand to stroke the wolf head carving on it.

He turned around, looked towards his generals and the Civilian Court Officials, and continued to ask, "You all think we shouldn't give in, but I ask you, my warriors... ...do we still have the courage to go south and conquer Arrant?"

After asking this question, the generals who had been clamoring for Alanhill just now lowered their heads.

The picture of the giant dragon breathing flames and rushing through the densely packed cavalry is also painted on the four walls of this hall, how dare they forget the despair that is deeply rooted in their bones and blood and fear?

"Since we have surrendered, why can't we surrender again?" Nicholas sneered, his voice echoing throughout the hall: "If Alanhill is willing to trade with us, he is willing to provide us with the necessities of life. Materials, what are we going to loot?"

"If they can't keep their promises, if we go south to loot, will it delay much?" He sat back on his throne. , said: "So we just wait, wait for a Human Sovereign worthy of our trust to appear, or wait for a perfidious pig to show a weak spot."

"Your Majesty is wise!" Robes headed by The minister bent over and praised: "We just need to wait. If Arrant is not stupid, he will definitely have a conflict with this Alanhill. The contradiction between them is irreconcilable, and we only stand on the side of those who benefit us. One side!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" All the generals and ministers bowed down and praised loudly: "Long live the sweat!"

This is like a mountain In the usual cheers, Nicholas Weiss narrowed his eyes. He knew he was betting on whether Alanhill really had the courage and strength to change the order of this world.

If Alanhill is really successful, he doesn't mind helping Alanhill and borrowing Alanhill's power to destroy the Demon Emperor, the sworn enemy of the Prairie Empire. If Alanhill failed, he wouldn't mind continuing to raid south and go back to his old business as a steppe empire.

As for whether he will sit back and watch Alanhill rise, he really doesn't care about it at all: this rising Alanhill will definitely conflict with the Arrant Empire in the south, stronger and weaker, and then there will naturally be a It's clear.

The worst result is that Alanhill defeated Arrant, then his steppe empire formed an alliance with Alanhill in advance, and there was nothing to lose... This is the real trick of a monarch, and his decision must be based on on the basis of maximizing profits.

Outside the great hall, Stryd raised his chin without looking back and walked towards the inn with his entourage. He knew that this time he had accomplished his mission, and the Prairie Empire was impossible to threaten the north of Alanhill again.

Once the dumping begins, countless supplies will flow into the grasslands, completely destroying the already fragile economy here. In the end, it will become a raw material supply base, providing wool and cotton for Alanhill, and there will be no more storms.

And the developed Alanhill will only get more and more weapons and equipment, and the 100,000 cavalry that the grassland empire is proud of will only disappear in the dust of history.

"Wait! We'll be back soon..." Stryd smiled knowingly as he remembered when he was in the woodworking shed buying tables, chairs and benches. At that time, he really never thought that he would become today and become a foreign minister.

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"Kill!" On the school grounds, thousands of soldiers who had just joined the army for a month were practicing assassination. Because of the tight time, their combat skills are trained together with skills such as queues.

It's not the same as the first time. This time, because of the full preparation, every soldier is equipped with a training uniform and armed with an armed belt, which looks very heroic.

They were all wearing M42 steel helmets, standing under the scorching sun, sweating with training guns made of wood, stabbing forward again and again. Their tactical moves are very simple, with only three moves: block, stab and assassinate, which are coherent and easy to master.

Although many grass-roots commanders believe that the probability of enemy melee attacks is already very low after being equipped with rifles, the training session of fighting the bayonet has been retained, even in Modler's Suggestions have been further strengthened.

At the other end of the shooting training ground, soldiers who have been enlisted for more than three months will have shooting training every day - empty gun training, loading and loading a hundred times, and then shooting twice, with one bullet each time .

This is the best training condition that Chris can prepare for these recruits. The overtime production in the arsenal every day cannot meet the increasing demand for bullets.

Originally, it was a shooting training requirement of more than 1,000 people, and the daily consumption of ammunition was only 2,000 rounds. The daily supply of 2,000 rounds has been met since the production of bullets using assembly-line machinery.

But now, Alanhill has expanded the grenadier unit. Three entire regiments and 3,000 rifles are consuming bullets. If you count the cavalry regiment and the new infantry regiment that may be formed in the future, this is very important for the newly realized infantry regiment. For the arsenal of semi-automatic production of bullets, it is a huge pressure.

According to the plan of Chris and generals such as Vagron and Wilkes, Alanhill should form 25 infantry regiments and more than 37,000 armed forces. To equip these 25 regiments, at least 500 cannons and 25,000 rifles are needed...

In addition, in order to deal with the threat of Magic Empire, at least 10 anti-aircraft artillery regiments should be formed, and each infantry regiment should be ensured There are enough anti-aircraft weapons and flat-firing large-caliber artillery...

In addition to the bullets consumed by training, it is necessary to reserve bullets for possible wars. According to Chris's conservative estimate, he must have at least 10 million rounds of ammunition in reserve before going to war with the Arrant Empire to be considered safe.

It is actually a very difficult thing to accumulate so many bullets while consuming them. even more how these bullets are all real gold, white silver, and when they are produced and stacked in the warehouse, it is like squeezing so much money in vain - it hurts to look at them.

If you use this money to develop industry and pile it into other areas, you may get more benefits.

It's like playing a game. After the money is collected, whether to build troops or upgrade technology is a decision and a choice. Taking risks and upgrading technology can have the power of crushing in the later stage, but in the early stage, you will risk being killed by the opponent.

But blindly building troops will make the population and economy stereotyped ahead of time, and will delay the advantage of technology until later. Chris feels that no matter how he chooses, he will not let himself satisfy.

What's even more depressing is that this number is based entirely on rifle consumption and doesn't take into account automatic weapons. If Chris were to equip his troops with machine guns and the like in a year's time, that number might have increased tenfold.

A full 100 million rounds or more of bullets, as well as tens of thousands of shells, guard against the demon beast cavalry of the Holy Demon Emperor and the defensive artillery of the Dragon Knight... The pressure of the arsenal is unprecedented, the production plan Change again and again.

You must know that in a real large-scale battle, as the number of troops on both sides continues to increase, the ammunition consumption will also become an astronomical figure. During World War II, every day all consumed hundreds of millions of bullets. During the Vietnam War, it took more than 5,000 bullets to eliminate one person.

If it goes on like this...even three years later, Chris doesn't have enough bullets to fight a war.

Because there is no guarantee that every unit has enough weapons and equipment, Chris can only focus on traditional training. He had to let the troops train and fight a lot, so that these troops would have a certain combat capability after running out of ammunition and food.

Unfortunately, when fighting the Arrant Empire and the Holy Demon Emperor behind it, the only purpose of this type of training is to give the soldiers courage. As for the actual effect, we all know that it does not exist.

Looking at the seriously trained soldiers on the school grounds, Chris still has no idea about the future battle with Arrant. His troops are too small, and it is troublesome to expand, which is really a headache.

What he lacks now is time, but there is no time for him to develop and grow steadily. After the current winter is over, a war is likely to break out next year.

"Kill!" A mighty voice shouted again on the school grounds. Chris looked at these young faces expressionlessly, but he was thinking about the Arrant Empire going south.

(end of this chapter)