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"Where on earth did the other side get so many muskets?"

The commander of Anjou was anxiously observing the situation on the battlefield. The dense fire network formed by semi-automatic muskets and machine guns completely extinguished Anjou's idea of ​​trying to charge again.

Something is wrong, something is very wrong. You know, although the principle of the musket is simple, it is not an easy task to make a musket that meets the standards and improve it.

Not to mention the many complicated processes involved, the key gunpowder alone requires constant trial and error.

Anjou also had Angevin muskets that were modified based on captured muskets, but the enemy's muskets were obviously one major version ahead of Anjou's muskets, not to mention that compared with the original muskets, they were basically a complete overhaul.

Whether it is Doug or Wangdu, or even Anjou, which has not been in contact with muskets for a long time, each has its own musket production line. Among them, Anjou started the latest, but made the fastest progress. Alberto has even determined the direction of improvement of the musket and is just waiting for large-scale production.

And because Anjou has the strongest control over its own country, a concept similar to a production line has already existed within the country.

However, some key components still need to be manually rubbed by alchemists and old rune craftsmen, and the efficiency is far from the level of an assembly line. It is still half assembly line and half traditional method.

Even so, the production efficiency of the Kingdom of Anjou was already far ahead of Capet's capital.

That is why the commander of Anjou was puzzled that all Capet's men were equipped with new muskets overnight.

Whether it was the intelligence sent by the scouts or the commander's own observations on the battlefield, it was obvious that the other side was not the main force, but at most a detachment.

In other words, the equipment of the main force will only be better.

Although it was not yet clear, the Angevin commanders had already sensed the gap in productivity.

There was a force that used productivity far exceeding that of Anjou and Capet, and directly used equipment to bring the Southwestern Coalition, which was originally suppressed by Anjou, to the same level as Anjou.

"Don't worry, we have the advantage in terms of range."

The commander of Anjou didn't know whether he was trying to comfort himself or the staff and knights around him.

Although this is true, the spellcaster here cannot pry open the opponent's turtle shell with long-range magic alone.

Now the Capetian army only needs to defend, because Capet's mission is neither to win a big victory nor to completely annihilate the Angevin army. It is enough to delay the Angevin army. As long as they don't lose too badly, the Capetian army's goal will be achieved.

"But Commander, the enemy's support may arrive before ours."

The staff officer carefully pulled the commander's clothes and reminded him, "Commander, this is not a siege. In a field battle, the enemy's support will be faster than ours."

The Angevin professional army was truly incomparable, and had previously been crushing the Capetian Kingdom's Southwestern Coalition in field battles and encounters with a devastating attitude.

But the total number of professionals will not change. Those who specialize in one magic cannot be considered real professionals at all, but only specialized soldiers.

Therefore, the professional legions responsible for an area are basically relatively scattered, and the support speed is definitely not as good as the opponent's model of several professionals leading a team. It's just that Capet didn't have an army that could hold out in a field battle until teammates came to support.

In fact, as long as the Angevin army understands the enemy's firepower limit, it is only a matter of time before they break open the enemy's shell.

Even if the opponent's main force comes, Anjou is still able to fight back. In fact, because the opponent's main force comes, Anjou can use more trump cards. The professional army is not just a monster.

But Anjou's commander remained calm. What happened today was too strange, and Anjou needed to go back and digest the information he had obtained.

"Prepare to retreat."

The horn was sounded in Anjou, and the commander chose to retreat even though his soldiers and subordinates did not understand.

In addition to the need to digest new intelligence, the Angevin commander was mainly afraid of being used as a tactic to add fuel to the fire. After all, this was just an encounter, and the Angevin army had no solid camp, no terrain to use, and most importantly, no pre-arranged cooperation plan with other legions.

The costs of the armies on both sides are also completely different. Professionals are not monsters and will die if killed. One death means one less. If it becomes a war of attrition, it will be a loss even if you win.

Although this was not a major defeat, and the Angevin army even seemed to be able to defeat the enemy with its range, it was Angevin that took the initiative to start the war and then retreated.

Even though Anjou had a better casualty ratio, and even though Anjou had obtained intelligence on the enemy's new weapons and equipment, from the perspective of both Capet and Anjou, the Angevin army had lost this time.

However, Alberto did not reprimand the commander in his letter. Instead, he comforted him, saying, "You did a good job. Retreating was a wise choice. However, the initial attack was indeed too hasty. Suspend your duties and resume your post after a while."

This was the first defeat against the Capetian army, and this punishment was actually protecting the commander.

After sending the letter, Alberto carefully reviewed the intelligence collected by the front line and the bards, and also looked at the new musket that was captured on the table.

Not only did the retreating commander come into contact with the Capetian army equipped with new muskets, but two other legions also engaged in battle with the Capetian army. The results were not very good, but it can only be said that they did not lose. The game that should have been a crushing victory turned into a battle that was full of sweat.

"This is the fire gun developed by Gray Collar."

Seeing that Alberto was very interested in the musket, Cassius began to introduce it to him: "It has always been the Gray and White Collars who provide muskets to the capital, and then the capital distributes them to the Southwestern Allied Forces."

"But according to the intelligence we just received, the Gray and White Collars not only started selling weapons to the capital, but also directly traded firearms with the two southwestern regions. This is why Capet's southwestern coalition forces were able to replace all of their guns with new ones overnight."

Alberto did not respond, but picked up the musket, opened the window and fired a burst of bullets out of the window.

“It’s simply a work of art.”

Alberto blew out the smoke coming out of the muzzle and gently stroked the musket.

Cassius continued, "I used some special means to get some information about the northern border of the Capetian Kingdom. In addition to selling muskets to the capital and the southwestern borders, the governor with the gray collar even sold muskets and cannons to his enemy, the other governor of the northern border, Doug Lars."

"Is this the same musket that was sold to Doug?"

"No, they are inferior. However, Doug was the first to fight against the firearms and was also the first to understand them. The firearms they made themselves may be more advanced than ours. However, they cannot integrate alchemists and craftsmen for large-scale production like us, so they have to buy weapons from their enemies."

Hearing this, Alberto couldn't help laughing and said, "One dares to buy and the other dares to sell."

"Because the gray-collar workers have more advanced muskets."

Cassius seemed not to understand the joke and continued explaining in a serious manner.

"Try to buy Gray and White Collar's muskets, even if they are not the most advanced ones. If you really can't find a way, go buy the muskets that Doug produces. Don't worry about the funding. I will make this a top priority."

Cassius nodded and stepped back into the shadows.

"What a humorless man."

Alberto put down his musket and gently stroked a letter on the table.

To be honest, Alberto was regretting it now. Although he didn't know how much his sarcasm contributed to the gray-collar workers' direct involvement in the affairs of the southwest, judging from the reply letter from the governor, his sarcasm was too successful.

The gray-collared governor wrote back to Alberto with a simple sentence: "You are overreaching."