Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

"A civil war broke out in the southern continent?" The white captain Sanger was surprised.

The strength of the Northern Principality made everyone worried.

But if the other party was caught in the war, it might be a great opportunity for the United Kingdom.

Of course, those new technologies called steam engines are also things that need to be stolen.

Fortunately, the Northern Principality advocates academic freedom, and this stupid approach will soon bear bad consequences.

"Let's go to the Griffin Kingdom first."

The white captain Sanger made a decision that it was not a wise choice to go directly to the Northern Principality.

After the supply was completed, this merchant ship from afar started to set off and sailed to the Griffin Kingdom.

In the Griffin Kingdom, an armored transport ship was docking at this time.

Count Andre and his men were waiting early, and a large number of private soldiers carrying long and short guns firmly controlled the dock.

The soldiers of the Griffin Kingdom wanted to come forward to reason, but they were held back by officers with pistols.

"Count Andre has an important guest coming to the shore soon. If you don't want to die, get out of here. The king only gives you a few silver coins a month. Why are you working so hard?"

The cold metal touch, coupled with the deterrent power brought by firearms, made the soldier's forehead sweat.

The Griffin Kingdom is not the Northern Principality, where the power of the nobles is expanding disorderly.

The soldier thought about it and it made sense. The king only gave one and a half silver coins a month. Do you want to work so hard?

Swallowing his saliva, the soldier said carefully: "Sir, I understand. I will help you clear the place immediately, but please understand and try to be as fast as possible."

The officer snorted coldly and ignored him at all.

Beep! ! !

The sound of the ship's whistle sounded, and they had no time to pay attention to these soldiers.

The entourage around Count Andre had already shouted loudly.

"Hurry up, hurry up, prepare to unload the goods."

A large number of Andre's personal slaves came forward, waited for the transport ship to dock, and after a simple handover, they started unloading directly.

Count Andre seemed calm, but his fingernails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and he was obviously not as calm as he looked.

Peter jumped down from the ladder, saw Count Andre, and smiled: "I have sent you the machine. Professional engineers will teach you how to install and produce it. When will you realize what you promised?"

Andre's eyes stayed on the unloaded wooden box for a long time, and he replied after a while: "I have sent someone to clear the way. You have to give me some time."

Peter smiled as usual: "I hope we can cooperate happily, otherwise you don't want to see the consequences of breach of contract."

Count Andre frowned when he heard this. As the cooperation deepened, these spies became more and more frivolous.

His strong self-esteem made him unable to help but retort: ​​"This is the Griffin Kingdom."

"Haha!!" Peter sneered a few times.

What about the Griffin Kingdom?

Count Andre was well prepared. He not only brought enough slaves and servants, but also two infantry guns and two battalions of private soldiers.

Because of the close connection with the Northern Principality, his private soldiers were highly firearmed and had strong combat effectiveness.

Because the cargo this time was very important, the people of the Northern Principality were responsible for delivering it to the shore, and they would not be responsible for any accidents later.

Count Andre could not afford the loss at all.

As for other people who were curious about the size of his private army, they could only hide their curiosity in their hearts.

After Peter appeared at the port, he disappeared soon.

Count Andre was worried about this. These spies from the Northern Principality were obviously not doing good things.

I don’t know how many kingdom termites are cooperating with them to dig up the foundation of the kingdom.

Of course, I am not one of them.

I am saving the country in a roundabout way and bearing humiliation.

With a sense of urgency, Count Andre quickly urged the engineers to complete the installation of the gun production line.

He had already leveled a factory building and even poured a layer of cement floor, and even prepared the workers to work.

The team of engineers sent by the Northern Principality was very efficient.

Although there was some arrogance in his words, capable people have the capital to be arrogant.

A week later, the production line was installed and trial production began.

Count Andre lived and ate in the factory almost every day, and he certainly would not miss such an important moment as the trial production.

As the steam engine roared, the various parts of the gun gradually took shape.

The one-piece steel block became parts under the power of the machine tool.

Take the most classic barrel as an example, it is one-piece molded and directly drilled, and the yield rate is very high.

The gun production line engineer personally took action and quickly assembled ten Zero rifles.

Pulling the bolt and aiming with a click, there were no problems.

The dark and cold gun exuded a charming luster.

The engineer rarely smiled.

"Completely qualified, excellent product."

Hearing this result, Count Andre was ecstatic.

"Really? How is the output?"

"With sufficient materials and manpower, we can produce 100 to 120 Zero rifles and about 1,000 metal ammunition per day.

This is the most mature technology in the Principality, with very high stability and guaranteed quality."

The engineer was full of pride. Although he didn't understand why the higher-ups agreed to release such an important production line, the pinnacle design of this machine was the pride of every Principality engineer.

"Okay, okay."

Count Andre took a gun and found that there was no obvious difference from the original one.

He had worried before whether the Northern Principality would secretly make trouble.

But the facts proved that I was indeed judging others by my own standards.

"The reputation of the Duke of the North is indeed the most reliable thing in the world."

Count Andre had to admire him. Sure enough, such a hero and such a broad mind deserved the legendary name of the Northern Principality.

Although he couldn't understand it, it didn't affect his admiration.

Count Andre quickly loaded the bullets and tested them crazily at the shooting range outside. There was no quality problem.

With guns, people and money, some of his ideas could finally be realized.

Only by changing this country from top to bottom can we catch up with the Northern Principality.

This is the salvation of the Griffin Kingdom.

Count Andre worked overtime to arm his private soldiers, and guests from afar also came to the Griffin Kingdom.

The white captain Sanger looked tired. It has been more than eight months since he set out, and he finally arrived at his destination.

The port of the Griffin Kingdom does not seem to be as modern as the port of the Northern Principality, but is closer to the port of the United Kingdom.

However, the huge throughput brought by maritime trade is also very magnificent.

A group of white people set foot here, and as expected, it caused a small sensation.

Sang's original intention was to settle in the Griffin Kingdom and then plot against the Southern Continent.

But now the Southern Continent is waging war, so he seems more urgent.