Dennis's straightforward words left the wizards present utterly astonished, almost thinking he was joking.
How could bullets from a firearm possibly fall from the sky? Even if it was a joke, this was quite absurd!
However, they quickly heard Lynn nodding beside them. "The production of lead bullets indeed requires minimal labor. Saying they fall from the sky isn't an issue."
They crafted these lead bullets using the prevailing Towering thod from the 18th century!
All that's needed is a several dozen ters high structure with a magical furnace at the top and a large pool below to catch the poured molten lead.
When making lead bullets, they simply heat leadwater at the tower's peak and pour the lted lead directly from above. The molten lead remains weightless in mid-air due to the surface tension, naturally forming spherical shapes as it rapidly cools and solidifies during descent.
In essence, the production of lead bullets uses planetary gravity as a hamr, utilizing the liquid's tension for shaping. It doesn't require any manpower, just enough lead ore for rapid mass production!
And the Kingdom of Hadralata lacks nothing but various ores!
To counter this war, Lynn directly established over a dozen tall tower factories in the capital, storing over ten tons of lead ore. Suffice it to say, there's an ample supply of bullets for firearms!
This advantage stems from being backed by the city; there's no need to worry about supplies...
Despite Lynn's explanation, Sanchez and the others remained baffled. While the thod seed simple, the underlying principles were harder to comprehend.
Objects naturally fall under gravity's influence, that's correct. However, considering air resistance, they should form elliptical or oval shapes instead. Why then did they fall into the water in a spherical form?
This particular aspect had escaped their previous observations.
Raphael even extracted water vapor from the air, conducting fluid free-fall experints on the city walls...
Outside the capital of Hadralata, Edweil, who had been keenly observing the enemy's movents, imdiately noticed the peculiar actions of the wizards. He grew alert instantly.
"Are they creating a water stream? No, water droplets?" Arno wore a puzzled expression. With enhanced vision from divine magic, he could discern the approximate movents of every person on the wall from two kiloters away.
"Perhaps it's so form of magical gesture!" conjectured one of the archbishops. "Or it could be a curse-like sorcery!"
The bishops beca wary as well. During their past witch hunts, they often encountered various sinister enchantnts that made their pursuits challenging.
After so contemplation, Edweil couldn't fathom what these people were up to. Out of caution, he cast a sixth-circle divine spell — "Sanctuary of Heaven."
An invisible barrier quietly arose, enveloping everyone present. The world seed surreal, as if they were separated from the earthly realm by a thin film, looking outwards as if observing fish swimming in a lake.
However, the anticipated attack never materialized. The group of wizards rely conjured droplets of water, watching them fall to the ground, as if engaging in a ludicrous and childish ga.
This was certainly implausible!
In the midst of a war, the opposing side wouldn't engage in such aningless actions; there had to be so deeper intent!
"These magical weapons are quite impressive!" Arno, more focused on the battlefield than Edweil's contemplation, remarked.
The situation was heavily one-sided; the noble militia assaulting the capital totaled a formidable fifty thousand, but despite the loss of nearly ten thousand lives, they hadn't achieved any success. They fell like rows of wheat under the swing of a scythe.
Arno had to retract his prior disdain for these wizards. While they had intelligence on firearms, their capabilities surpassed expectations.
Even with the nobles' soldiers clad in armor and protected by divine spells, they couldn't completely fend off the attacks. The cannons were even more formidable; a direct hit would turn even the thickest armor into minceat.
No wonder they could easily conquer the capital and eliminate the kingdom's church...
"When we breach the capital, rember to capture a few alive. Knowing their manufacturing thods will make dealing with these dark magic users much easier in the future!" Arno suddenly chuckled, making his suggestion.
"These are creations of witchcraft, knowledge from the devil; destroying them all is..." An annoyed archbishop nearby vehently retorted.
Casually exploring and learning forbidden knowledge might lead to unforeseen consequences.
Previously, so higher-ups within the church found so inventions by the wizards intriguing, believing they could be harnessed. However, so priests and even bishops, lacking in willpower, were lured by the devil's knowledge after perusing confiscated sorcery notes, eventually betraying the grace of God...
Since then, any pages, notes, or spell materials confiscated during witch hunts had to be imdiately burned or sealed within the Forbidden Library!
It was highly likely that the evil deities and demons used their magic within those forbidden wizardry teachings, ensnaring anyone who dared to peruse them!
"Shall we not act yet, Lord Edweil?" Arno, disinterested in arguing further with these individuals, turned directly to Edweil, inquiring.
At this rate, these fifty thousand might all perish here, and their deaths would hold no value whatsoever.
Edweil didn't reply but instead posed a question, "Is the oil prepared?"
"It's been delivered long ago!" Arno's face bore a thick grin. With a wave of his hand, over a hundred guards clad in silver armor brought in barrels containing a thick, black liquid.
This oil was discovered by a fisherman months ago. After an earthquake, a crevice opened up, gushing forth this rolling black oil. Ignited by unknown ans, it burned for half a month, leading the local fisherman to believe they'd opened a gateway to hell. The church was notified, and only through the intervention of an archbishop did the fire finally quell!
After extensive testing, it was confird that this substance had no connection to demons or magic. It served as a weapon against heretics and infernal creatures in their war, proving quite effective...
"However, the trebuchets' range might not be sufficient to launch the oil..." remarked a bishop, frowning. The cannons the wizards had created had a much longer range than trebuchets, making them easy targets.
"If it doesn't work from the ground, we'll use the sky!" Arno grinned, understanding Edweil's intent.
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