Heroes of Silver Moon

"Simon, I heard that you have already built the model?" Clifford hurriedly opened the door of the workshop and asked impatiently.

Simon looked up in a daze. He was stuffing a smoothbore cannon into the model of the warship.

At this moment, it was less than half an hour before Assad gave him the warship model.

In other words, unless Clifford was always watching his progress, it would be impossible to react in such a short period of time.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Simon asked puzzled, looking at Clifford who was in a hurry.

Even if the Sea Clan bandits are very arrogant, building a warship cannot be done in a short period of time, otherwise, even if the ship is built in a hurry, it will only be a gift to the Sea Clan.

Based on Simon's understanding of this teacher, it is impossible for him not to know this truth, so it could only be some kind of unexpected situation that made Clifford anxious.

"Such a big warship!"

Seeing the model in Simon's hands, Clifford was secretly startled, and then said with an ugly face: "The group of sea robbers are really crazy!

Not only the waterway of the Silver Moon Kingdom, but also the Principality of Love, the Principality of Leibang, the Kingdom of Jingyi, the Kingdom of Blue, and even the Holy Empire!

The entire southeast sea area of ​​the main continent was robbed by this group of sea bandits!

Now their fleet size is close to a hundred ships. Although most of them are armed merchant ships, they are still a terrifying force.

The Holy Empire has issued an edict that all human nations facing the sea must send warships to form a joint fleet, ready to wipe out this group of sea bandits in one fell swoop! "

For a moment, Simon was stunned and **** off the entire Holy Alliance of Humanity. Are these sea bandits out of their minds?

As the most tyrannical force in the main continent, there is only the royal court of orcs in the whole world who can wrestle with the Holy Alliance of Humanity.

Even the elves and dwarves dare not touch the tiger's tail of the holy alliance of mankind. Where does this group of sea people who are similar to barbarians get their confidence?

"So, what does this have to do with my warship model?" Simon suddenly felt a little puzzled.

No matter how anxious you are, there must be a process! The warship he designed has just produced a model, but there are still a lot of problems that have not been resolved!

Looking at the bewildered Simon, Clifford felt a little amused, but said solemnly: "Although you are young, you are the most famous alchemist in the Silvermoon Kingdom.

The situation is very serious this time, and everyone is looking forward to your results.

How about it, do you have confidence in the warship you made? "

Simon shook his head seriously. The newly built warship model has a lot of problems. He will not do unsure things just to show off.

Looking at the unpassionate Simon, Clifford was speechless for a moment. Why doesn't this student have the arrogance that a genius should have?

"Well, whether you are ready or not, but since we have received the order from the Holy Empire, as a member of the Holy Alliance of Humanity, we, the Silver Moon Kingdom, must send warships to join the battle."

Clifford said helplessly: "The originally planned two-month warship design has now been compressed to one month, and even the construction time of the warship has also been compressed to four months. We must speed up the progress!"

Simon opened his mouth, blinked his eyes like a good baby, and asked thoughtfully, "So, why are you looking for me now?"

Clifford stared into his eyes, and said solemnly: "The best way to quickly find out the problem with the warship is actual combat!"

The corner of Simon's mouth twitched, he looked at the warship model in his hand, and said in silence for a while: "A wooden model, how do you go to actual combat?"

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true..."

With a mysterious smile on Clifford's face, he brought Simon and his warship model to a room in the deepest part of the shipyard.

Assad also followed, but he obviously knew where this place was and what the rules were.

So Clifford didn't need to say anything at all, he consciously didn't go in, and waited outside the room with an anxious and excited expression on his face.

Entering the room, Simon saw a shocking scene.

He was standing on the high railing. In the middle of the railing, a high platform extended forward. On the high platform, there was a crystal ball lifted by a wooden pillar, which was just enough for people to touch easily.

The entire high platform seems to be some kind of control device, and below it is a large pool like a sand table.

There were runes and magic circles everywhere on the pool and the walls. Looking up to the opposite side, there was a railing that was exactly the same as his feet.

At some point, Clifford had already run up there.

"So, is it a battle of flags, or a simulated deduction?" Simon's barren thinking still stayed on the blue star, and he didn't realize that this was a magical world.

"Simon, the warship model is scaled down one by one, and so is the configuration inside. If the battlefield is also scaled down by the same multiple, then these models are a real warship."

Clifford stood on the high platform opposite, with a smile on his face: "So, let's have a naval battle!"

Simon: "..."

Looking at Clifford, he threw a warship model into the pool below.

Simon was silent for a moment. After confirming that his pocket cannons could actually fire shells, he put a lot of smokeless powder and shells smaller than rice grains into the cabin of the model.

There are a lot of smokeless gunpowder in the space ring, and the pocket cannonballs are rubbed out by hand on the spot with magic steel.

"How many crew members do you need for your warship?" Standing on the high platform opposite, watching Simon's series of actions, Clifford asked solemnly.

Simon thought for a while and replied, "Nine hundred!"

"Nine hundred?" Estimating the size of the warship designed by Simon, Clifford raised his eyebrows in surprise~www.wuxiaspot.com~Compared to a hull of this level, is this number of crew members a bit too small?

There was only a moment of doubt in his mind, and then Clifford didn't think much about it. He took out his small staff and tapped it lightly. Simon's battleship model, which had been prepared for battle, flew lightly over the sea battle sand table.

One by one, puppets and wooden barrels smaller than knuckles flew out of the wooden box on Simon's high platform and fell into the hull model.

Afterwards, the warship smashed down towards the sea battle sand table, splashing a splash of water in the pool.

"What I just put on your model are nine hundred crew members and the supplies they need.

Combat Type - Encounter!

Weather type - rainy and stormy!

Judgment of victory or defeat--a certain warship loses its combat power!

Now, gently place your hands on the crystal ball in front of you.

Naval battle... officially begins! "

With serious eyes, Clifford put his hands on the crystal ball, and waves of spiritual power poured in.

Simon held back his curiosity and followed suit.

"call!"

Opening his eyes again, Simon suddenly realized that he had come to the command deck of a warship, surrounded by endless ocean.

"Captain, please issue an order!"

A mechanical sound sounded beside him, which startled him immediately. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a sailor with an ordinary face.

Simon first showed doubts and incomprehension, and then scanned it carefully with mental power.

"I see!"

After scanning, his eyes suddenly showed consternation, and he murmured: "Fuck, phantom spells and alchemy puppets, are you playing a stealth virtual game?"