Dennis’s straightforward words left the wizards present in shock, almost thinking the other party was joking.
How could the bullets of a fire gun possibly fall from the sky? Even if it were a joke, it was a bit too far-fetched!
However, they quickly heard Lynn nodding and saying, "The production of lead bullets indeed doesn’t require much manpower, and saying they fall from the sky isn’t really a problem."
The method they used for making lead bullets was the high tower method popular in the 18th century!
All that was needed was a building tens of meters tall, with a magic furnace at the top and a large water basin at the bottom to catch the lead bullets.
When lead bullets were needed, they would melt lead at the top of the tower and then pour the liquid lead from high up. The molten lead would be in a state of weightlessness mid-air and, under the action of surface tension, spontaneously form into spheres, rapidly cooling and solidifying into spherical lead bullets as they fell.
In other words, the production of lead bullets used planetary gravity as a hammer and the liquid’s own surface tension for shaping; the whole process didn’t require human labor. As long as there was enough lead ore, they could mass-produce at a very fast speed!
And the Kingdom of Hadlata lacked many things, but not a variety of ores!
To prepare for this war, they directly set up more than ten high tower factories in the royal capital, and they also had more than ten tons of stored lead ore. Putting aside other concerns, they had enough bullets for their fire guns!
This was also an advantage of having the backing of a city; no need to worry about supply issues...
As Lynn explained, Sanchez and the others remained baffled. Although the method was simple, the underlying principles weren’t as easy to fathom.
Bodies naturally fall under the force of gravity; that much was clear. But considering air resistance, they should take the shape of an ellipse or an olive, so why would they fall into the water as spheres?
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This was something they had never carefully observed before.
Rafael even conducted experiments with the free fall of liquids on the spot by drawing water vapor directly from the air above the city walls...
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Outside the royal capital of Hadlata, Edwell, who had been keeping an eye on the enemy’s movements, also noticed the strange actions of the great wizards and instantly became alert.
"Are they creating a flow of water? No, droplets?" Arno too looked confused. His vision, enhanced by Divine Arts, allowed him to see the general movements of everyone on the wall from two kilometers away.
"Perhaps it is the beginning of some magic," speculated a cardinal. "It could also be a curse-type witchcraft!"
The other bishops also became alert. Their most troublesome issue when they had captured wizards in the past was being ambushed by all sorts of bizarre spells.
After reflecting for a moment, Edwell couldn’t figure out what these people were up to. Out of caution, he still raised his hand and cast a sixth ring Divine Art—Heavenly Protection.
An invisible barrier quietly rose, enveloping everyone present. The whole world seemed to become ethereal, as if they were separated from the mortal realm by a thin membrane, looking out as if through the surface of a lake, observing the fish and shrimp swimming within it.
However, the anticipated attack did not come; the group of great wizards only produced droplet after droplet of water, then watched them fall to the ground as if playing a silly and childish game.
Of course, that was impossible!
We are now in the midst of war, and the enemy surely wouldn’t engage in meaningless acts—they must have some profound intention!
"These witchcraft weapons are indeed impressive!" Unlike Edwell, who was still pondering, Arno had turned his attention to the battlefield.
The situation could only be described as one-sided. The noble soldiers attacking the capital city totaled fifty thousand, and nearly ten thousand had been sacrificed without any achievement to show for it. They fell in rows, just like stalks of wheat before the sweep of a scythe.
Arno had to put aside his previous contempt for these Wizards; they also had collected information about firearms, but now it seemed they were far more formidable than anticipated.
Even with the double protection of armor and Divine Arts, the noble soldiers couldn’t completely block them.
The cannons were even more terrifying—if one was struck head-on, no matter how thick the armor, they would be utterly crushed into pulp.
No wonder they managed to easily conquer the royal capital and deal with the kingdom’s Church...
"Once we breach the capital city, remember to keep a few alive. If we can extract the method of production, it will be much easier to deal with those heretics!" Arno suddenly said with a smile.
"These are the creations of witchcraft, the knowledge of the devil—they must be completely destroyed..." a Cardinal next to him vehemently retorted.
Recklessly viewing and learning forbidden knowledge could lead to unpredictable consequences.
In the past, some high-ranking members within the Church also found the inventions and creations of the Wizards quite interesting, fit to be exploited. However, some of the weaker-willed priests and even Bishops, after examining confiscated witchcraft notes, were seduced by the devil’s knowledge and betrayed God’s grace...
Thereafter, during the actions against Wizards, all confiscated pages, notes, and spell materials had to be immediately burned or taken to the restricted library for storage!
The Evil God and the devil might well have cast magic within those forbidden witchcraft knowledge, luring any who read them into the abyss!
"Shall we not take action, Lord Edwell?" Arno, uninterested in arguing with these people, turned his head directly towards Edwell to ask.
If this continued, all fifty thousand could very well die here, and their deaths would hold no value whatsoever.
Edwell did not reply, but instead asked back, "How is the preparation of the fire oil coming along?"
"The stuff has been delivered a long time ago!" A rich smile surfaced on Arno’s face, and with a wave of his hand, a hundred or so silver-armored guards carried over barrels filled with a black, thick liquid.
This fire oil was discovered by a fisherman months ago. After an earthquake, suddenly a crack appeared in the ground, and black oil gushed out. Somehow, it got ignited, and the fire burned unextinguished for half a month.
The local fishermen thought they had opened the gates of hell, and thus informed the Church. In the end, it was a Cardinal who intervened and quelled the blaze!
After testing, it was found that the substance had no relation to the so-called devil and bore no traces of magic. It was then used as a weapon against heretics and monsters of different faiths in the war, achieving quite good results...
"But with the range of the catapult, it shouldn’t be possible to launch the fire oil over there..." said a Bishop, frowning. Those cannons produced by the Wizards had a much longer range than the catapults and could easily strike them.
"If it’s not possible from the ground, then just do it from the sky!" Arno grinned broadly, already understanding what Edwell meant.