Fff artificial dragon breath launcher, referred to as [Dragon Breath Troll].

In the 2 years of being in the Dark Gate, nothing is more epoch-making than this thing.

This is the first time in human history that has achieved a record of overtaking the field of magic with cheap technology products.

Although it has many limitations, such as inconvenience in transportation and difficulty in refining oil, no one can deny it. If it weren't for this thing, the tribe had now hit the city of Lordaeron, clamoring to let King Terenas get out and cut off his head and play it as a ball for the orcs.

Whether King Terenas admitted it or not, Duke saved it again and saved the Alliance.

Of course, there are quite a lot of side effects of this thing.

For example, the burnt smell that lingers on the battlefield like smog for many days, for example, once the word "burned" is mentioned in the military camp, a group of people immediately vomit. Oh, it is vomiting and diarrhea, and vomiting out all the breakfast yesterday.

The barracks had to provide only vegetarian food for three consecutive days.

For example, a guy without a big heart cannot control such a terrifying dragon breath troll.

Lothar ran to commend the heroes who saved the league.

It was surprising to find that all the flamethrowers were Storm veterans who had retreated due to injuries. Perhaps they had broken a hand or had a lame leg. According to the previous practice, they either became useless people and waited for death, or were abandoned during the retreat.

"My wife was torn in half by an orc with her hands, and my child was burned to death by the orcs in the church. Thank you very much, very much, for giving me a second life so that I could taste the same thing."

"My son and I were in the militia. I watched with my own eyes as my son was bitten by a dying orc and then fell into a burning house. Since these beasts have caused my children to suffer the pain they should not bear, please allow me to give the flames of hell to these guys who should all go to hell."

Incomparable hatred creates their tenacious will.

Even though this immature weapon always had various problems, they still chose to pick up the flamethrower in their hands.

Losa was in awe of grace.

On the other hand, Dalaran is the most active in this epoch-making weapon. Although they frantically asked Duke to unconditionally disclose all the data of the artificial dragon breath launcher, Macaro is not humble and silent.

"Unconditional disclosure? Yes! Let the Dalaran Library make all the magic books from Xiri-level magic books to the mage apprentice letters public for free. Then we can consider it."

"This is impossible!"

"Then, this is also the reply from my Lord - the youngest Morning Star Mage, Duke Karazan, Duke of the Storm Kingdom, and the Deputy Commander of the Alliance, Duke Marcus - this is impossible!"

Macaro's extremely official reply, especially after naming Duke's noble identity, he made Dalaran's several brain-killing masters angry.

If it were someone else, maybe Dalaran would make up his mind to make a fool of him. But don't forget that behind Duke is Anduin and Ryan. Lothar is the commander of the alliance, and Urien is the King of Storm. Behind them is a nearly complete Storm Kingdom. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians live next to you Dalaran.

If you dare to take a thug, we will dare to overthrow the alliance and destroy your Dalaran first.

Everyone in Macaro's FF regiment's Fire Spitfire Unit is reliable, but no matter how reliable it is, it is easy to miss it in continuous battles.

Dalaran and the damn goblin both got a broken set of flamethrowers.

However, their imitation failed, with several big explosions or fires occurring.

Several alchemy masters died in Dalaran, and goblins...well, the crazy goblins died in three-digit researchers.

No one understands why a seemingly simple system can cause so many problems.

First of all, fuel. Fuel that has not been purified can easily block the nozzle. If the pump is not stopped pressurizing, the result will be an explosion. In theory, it will be replaced with kerosene with lower combustion and other things. However, there is no concept of oil purification in this era. Even kerosene used for gas lamps has a lot of impurities. Ordinary ignition lighting is OK. Once pressurized, it would be strange if it does not explode.

Moreover, Duke's fuel has been adjusted in viscosity, which is too thin and does not have the effect of burning on the body. It is too sticky and easy to get stuck in the jar and explode.

The second is to increase pressure.

In addition to using a water pump to pressurize the liquid to spray further out. Duke also added a small wind-type magic array, which will be refueled into the jar once pressed.

The third is the nozzle. The nozzle is specially designed, and for the longer range, the nozzle gradually shrinks. Moreover, the nozzle part is specially made to prevent the return of the droplets and the valve will be closed when it stops. If you do not do this, the flame will burn back into the fuel barrel along the sprayed liquid, and it will also explode.

In addition, a set of strict operating procedures and safety and anti-theft measures such as removing the nozzle and compressing cup pipes when giving up a broken flamethrower.

If you imitate randomly, you will be really a ghost to create it.

After fiddling nervously for a whole week, no one could imitate it. Whether it was Lordaeron or Dalaran, they could only pinch their noses and recognize it. They had to rent Duke's fire spitting team with their equipment for a set of 10,000 gold coins per month.

At first Terenas wanted to oppress Duke with the name of the alliance.

Who knew Duke had a rumor: "Your Majesty is wronged! I'm not cheating you, but the cost of refining fuel is so high. This is just a fuel fee. Without money, I can't make any fuel."

Duke personally took Terenas, Moglani and others to visit a refinery factory with 18 large jars taller than people. Seeing hundreds of workers fiddling for half an hour before squeezing out such a small poke of "fuel", Terenas was also depressed.

Don't pay, do you still need to guard the two hundred kilometers of defense line from Silversong Forest to Tirisfa Forest? How many people can you fill it with your lives?

What's more, half of the Silver Song Forest is occupied by the tribe, and Terenas has long been annoyed by the great nobles who have lost their territory. Those guys squat at the door of the palace every day and shout at the sky and the earth. They look like the tragic feeling of the whole family of 18 deaths. At night, they go to the State Guesthouse to eat and drink. The girl who is the girl who is the girl who is dancing and dancing.

Give it money, it hurts so much. After all, there are four passes that focus on defense, and it is impossible to handle less than two million gold coins a month.

But Duke refused to marry Princess Caria, which made Terenas' great plot of "My son-in-law" unable to succeed.
Chapter completed!