Starting Life as a Baron

Armor-piercing bullets Alan only assigned one to each of them, not only because armor-piercing bullets cost a lot and were difficult to make.

Moreover, the muskets used by ordinary soldiers did not use any precious materials, and the natural quality was not comparable to those of the knights.

This is also something that can't be helped. After all, the number is here, and it is only relative. In fact, only using ordinary bullets, the musket can be used for more than ten years.

However, those specially made armor-piercing bullets, such as explosive bombs, are not only powerful, but also do great damage to muskets.

If the bullets are all equipped with armor-piercing bullets, I am afraid that the musket will not last for a year.

For the average guy, normal bullets will do.

Here, the soldiers used their armor-piercing bullets one after another, and the effect was really good.

Although not as powerful as the bullets of the Silver Knight, it is enough to cause fatal damage to them.

Those incomparably tall giants could not resist armor-piercing bullets this time, and there were also many holes in their bodies.

Moreover, those black ghost birds hiding in the dark were also solved by the snipers.

Finally, a huge giant cow was covered with wounds and fell down.

It was like having a 12-chain reaction, and the rest of the guys fell down one after another.

Finally, there is no longer a giant standing cow in the desert.

"These guys are really rough and meaty." Jackson muttered to himself.

The golden knights under his command never made a move, but only killed some black ghost birds.

Naturally, he didn't need to do these little things in person, and he also seemed very leisurely, he didn't have to do anything, he just needed to follow Alan's side.

"Well, if there is another powerful guy, you will need a silver sniper.

Now the two major legions already have tens of thousands of silver knights, they are said to be snipers, but they are actually a powerful help.

Next, those giant bulls were not left behind, and the desert was raging with fire again.

"Your Majesty, we used a lot of spiritual bullets in this battle, but we also left all those black ghost birds behind."

Jackson looked at Alan's face and said cautiously.

"It's alright, just leave those damn birds, I don't believe how much useful information they can get now."

Alan waved his hand, looking very happy, and Jackson was relieved to see him like this.

"By the way, how much did it take?" Alan looked at Jackson.

"Your Majesty, eighty-five mental bullets were used," Jackson said with a smile.

Alan's smile suddenly froze, "How much?" He couldn't believe it.

"Your Majesty, eighty-five," Jackson said hastily.

"But we didn't waste a single bullet and hit the target. After all, there are too many black ghost birds."

"It's alright." Alan said this sentence forcibly, and his heart was still full of blood.

After all, it looks like a frivolous number, but it's actually all money!

Every bullet is made of the Sage Stone, and the recipe of the Sage Stone has long been lost.

Alan is not sure whether there is a sage's stone other than himself on the continent now.

Maybe the Empire has stored some, after all, even Bronzebeard and Red Steel have left some Sage Stones.

There must be more than that one dwarf tribe on the continent, but definitely not too many.

Don't look at a piece of sage's stone the size of a palm, take it out for auction, and it can easily sell for a price of more than one billion.

This also means that tens of millions of gold coins are used in one day!

Although Alan was deeply distressed, he still looked as if nothing had happened when he saw Jackson like that.

"It's alright, you can rest assured. If there are still black ghost birds, you can shoot them all down. If you don't have enough bullets, find me. 55

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jackson was happy and said with a smile.

But here in the source world, there is no happy atmosphere outside.

It was still the dark room, and the only light source was the stones on the roof, emitting a dim yellow light.

However, the light is not strong, and it is only barely able to see the furnishings in the room.

It was the same long table, but there seemed to be fewer people, and the rest remained the same.

"Illidan, my clan has lost hundreds of them today, what is the temptation you're talking about?" Bass looked at Illidan angrily and said.

And Illidan's face was very ugly, he ignored Bass, and said coldly: "What happened to our casualties?"

Beside him, an expressionless man in black said in a low voice, "Sir, we have lost more than 80 black ghost birds today.

When Illidan heard this sentence, his face suddenly became even more ugly, "How is the battle of those giant bulls?

Bass saw that Illidan ignored him and was about to get angry, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but pricked up his ears.

The man in black shook his head, "I don't know, all the black ghost birds were killed, I just know that the giant bulls didn't resist."

Bass's face darkened again, "I sent hundreds of clansmen to obey your orders to die, and now it's no use telling me? I don't think you should be this marshal.

"The old marshal sacrificed in order to resist that damn purgatory king, don't think that you are his disciple and we will obey you. 99

Illidan glanced at Bass, "Are you saying that His Majesty's decision is wrong?"

Bass hurriedly glanced at the man on the throne, "I didn't say that, I just said that you failed His Majesty's hope."

"Then just shut up, Robert Dickinson, and tomorrow your empty green snake will go out."

In the next few days, Yuan World's attack did not stop for a moment.

The Black Netherbirds are also constantly being sent, and the Golden Knights are also unrelenting. After receiving Alan's order, he naturally went all out.

At the same time, the Sage Stone in Alan's hand was consumed at an astonishing rate, and half of it had already been used.

"Your Majesty, the mental bullets are running out again." Jackson stepped forward and said.

Alan's mouth twitched, "I see. 35

After Jackson said it, he didn't speak again. He knew how precious the spiritual bullet was, but he couldn't do anything about it, after all, the bullet had been used up.

Seeing that Alan knew about it, Jackson didn't dare to say much.

Soon, Alan came to the alchemy laboratory again.

"Your Majesty, do you want to make spiritual bullets again?" Boltzman saw Alan and was very familiar with him. After all, Alan often came over these days to make spiritual bullets.

"Well." Alan nodded helplessly, "Boltzman, haven't you thought of a good solution?

Boltzman shook his head, "After all, it is involved in the spiritual aspect, unless it is the sanctuary powerhouse and the king."