Game of Thrones' opening sold the gods

Chapter 152 151. The Evolution of War

"I understand." Hearing this, Tyrion understood Theon's thoughts.

"Then do you want to see Anmika?" Tyrion asked.

Theon shook his head: "No, just go and pass it a little, remember to make more points."

Anmika, probably only tens of thousands of golden dragons, and at most hundreds of thousands of golden dragons, Tyrion looked down on him when he saw him.

Anmika, who was anxiously waiting in the hall, soon met Tyrion.

The moment he saw Tyrion, Anmika felt a sank. It seemed that Tyrion had indeed received him.

He naturally knew the relationship between Tyrion and James, and the relationship between the two brothers was still good. He was worried that Tyrion would not be willing to sell weapons to him.

But Anmika still had a smile on her face, "Hello, Mr. Tyrion, it's an honor to see you."

Tyrion climbed to the seat opposite Anmika and said, "Don't be polite. Since you are here to do business, there is a reason to be negligent. Come on, please give me some good wine first."

And there is no more, Anmika looked disappointed. If this happens, she can only try her luck in other places. If there is no weapons and equipment, it is only a matter of time before her defeat. After all, the armor-wearing rate has a great impact on the victory of a war.

But now Tyrion actually told him that the Empire planned to sell this weapon, which was incredible.

"Since that's the case, then don't drink anymore. Sir Anmika, the wise man will not say secret words. You are from the batch of armor in Duke James's hand."

After hearing this, Anmika felt a little relieved. It seemed that Tyrion had no intention of making things difficult for him.

If it is not bad, then who can buy new ones?

Finally, Tyrion warned: "Don't think about imitating our weapons. Our weapons have been patented in the Empire. Without our permission, anyone who imitates weapons privately is declaring war on the Empire!"

Tyrion narrowed his eyes and thought to himself that he was here to deliver the pillow?

"Of course, but you need to use the Imperial banknotes, otherwise we only accept a one-time payment, and the purchase of the flintlock must start at three thousand."

"No need for Prime Minister, I don't know how to drink. It's not good to make a fool of myself if I drink too much." Anmika politely rejected Tyrion's request to drink.

Anmika was stunned when she heard this. Did such excellent armor actually eliminate it? The strength of the Azenian Empire is really unfathomable.

After hearing the price, Anmika began to think about it. One thousand flintlock rifles were 50,000 golden dragons, and this weapon only needed three thousand to form a scale, and the bullets were 100 golden dragons.

Tyrion picked up the flintlock rifle, and the male servant erected a target on the balcony.

In fact, Anmika's ultimate goal is armor and spears, because he does not think Azenia will sell powerful weapons, after all, no one will be so stupid.

Anmika Teedel's original purpose was to flintlock rifle and cannon, but he didn't know what these two weapons were called and looked like.

Even the soldiers in the Firearm Battalion were more or less resistant to the flintlock rifle. This weapon would kill itself if it was accidentally done.

He loaded the paper case with fixed ammunition, pulled the bolt, aimed at the target and pulled the trigger violently, and jumped Anmika with a bang.

Anmika's heart thumped, then nodded.

Anmika was not surprised when she heard this. After all, this weapon is very powerful. Although its effective range is only thirty or forty meters, it is simple to operate and can be equipped on a large scale.

"That batch of armor was the elimination product of the Empire, and it is gone now, I'm very sorry."

However, Tyrion did not tell Amica to clean and maintain the flintlock gun frequently, otherwise the lifespan would be very short.

"What, the weapon in the equipment?" Anmika was stunned, then looked ecstatic. If she could get the weapon in the equipment in Azenia, wouldn't it be invincible?

He had drunk Yongxia's wine, and it would be intoxicating if he drank too much. Now that the war in the Western Frontier has reached its last moment, he dared not be careless.

Papa, Tyrion clapped his hands, and soon a male servant walked in with a flintlock rifle.

Anmika was a little worried when she said this. The Western Region had been fighting for a long time and the funds were really tight now.

With this weapon, even men over ten years old can be qualified to go to the battlefield!

Anmika looked at the target that was pierced in the distance and asked in surprise: "This is the flintlock rifle, can this be sold to me?"

Seeing Anmika's disappointed or even a little desperate expression, Tyrion was secretly happy and then said, "But the Empire now has another weapon in equipment. I wonder if you are interested?"

Anmika looked at the fire stick in front of her in confusion, "Prime Minister, this is it."

Everyone is flintlock rifle, who is afraid of whom?

"I naturally understand that I will definitely not imitate this weapon. After all, no one dares to offend the Empire."

Moreover, the flintlock rifle is not important in the empire. It only has a firearm battalion of 3,000 people. This weapon that is stuck in light and sometimes explodes from time to time is far less useful than the composite bow in the eyes of the warriors.

Anmika repeatedly promised, but Tyrion didn't believe it at all. A joke, what else does a person who dared to rebel?

However, Tyrion didn't care about this, and the empire was about to have a better alternative.

Then Tyrion explained to Anmika the key points of using the flintlock rifle, such as the possibility of being unable to fire or stuck on rainy days.

Anmika felt that it was very necessary to secretly study this weapon. With this weapon, even if you declare war with the Azenian Empire, you would be fearless. After all, the Azenian Empire was equipped with this weapon.

In this way, "I want three thousand flintlock guns and three thousand golden dragon bullets. I wonder if I can pay separately?"

"How do I calculate this price? I plan to buy more. Can it be cheap?"

In fact, Tyrion had no similar thoughts at all. In Tyrion's mind, the Empire was the first priority. The previous sale of armor to James was just a little convenience without affecting the Empire.

"This is the first time this weapon is sold. The Empire is currently in financial difficulties, otherwise it would not have sold this weapon. A flintlock rifle is fifty golden dragons, and a paper shell is fixed to charge one silver coin."

Hearing Tyrion's words, Anmika asked embarrassedly: "I wonder what the imperial banknotes you mean?"

Tyrion took out a colorful banknote from his arms, "This kind of currency will replace metal coins, and this kind of currency will be used in every transaction with the empire in the future."

Anmika feels that his IQ is extremely challenging. In the future, Azenia wants to exchange this kind of paper for gold and silver?

However, for the sake of flintlock rifle, Anmika still asked: "How to exchange such banknotes?"

Tyrion put away the 100-dollar bill and said, "You need to stay here for a few days now. In three days, the Imperial Center Bank will be opened first. You can take the Golden Dragon to exchange for banknotes."

(End of this chapter)