Chapter 455 Royal Ordnance Manufacturing Institute and Mechanical Palace Engineering Research Institute
When I opened my eyes, it was still the bed curtain.
With the back of his head resting on the soft pillow, Horn twisted his neck and glanced left and right before stroking his chest and letting out a sigh of relief.
Very good, there was no woman on the bed today. He thought Jeanne and Carrie would be lying on the left and right...
Horn was suddenly startled, and then laughed at himself With a smile, he was not in the Gulag Monastery, but in the Mechanical Palace.
As for the long journey of hard work, almost a year has passed.
With a sigh, he shook his head. Every time he woke up with a hangover, he would feel that the world was too strange.
At that moment, he actually thought it was still September 1444.
He still remembered that after the Battle of Xiaonigou, he was also very drunk. The next day, Sissi brought them devastating news-the arrival of Prince Condai.
The Horne at that time, the cautious Horne who was sensitive to the wind, madly decided to flee Upper River County with nearly a thousand people.
They had to bypass the siege and interception, walk through the high mountains and the Black Bone Swamp, and reach the then Castle of Joan of Arc.
Compared to the cumbersome government and military affairs after the capture of Fort Joan of Arc, it was this absurd and childish time that Horn remembered most clearly.
How is Carrie? Why has there been no news for so long?
You know, Dia still communicates with Chilvis every month, but due to road obstruction, she has not been able to return to Langsander County through the Red Copper Fortress.
Speaking of which, I haven’t even gone to pay homage to Frick’s grave when I came back this time.
Horn suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of fate.
At the beginning of the long and bloody road, his good brother Danji was buried in the mountains of Gaotai.
In the middle of the long and bloody journey, he buried another good friend, Frick.
At the end of the long journey of blood and sweat, he buried a good man and a group of orphans. The same thing was that they basically had no names.
At that time, the Papal State of Saint Sun Tzu was still an ignorant rebel army that was driven away by the edict, but now it has become a heavyweight force in the southeast of the Thousand River Valley.
After the victory, the support for Horn to become Archbishop of the Thousand Valleys even surpassed that of Ludwik, the abbot of Brago Abbey.
In particular, Koike City, a die-hard supporter of the Juannos, has unilaterally declared Horne the Archbishop of the Thousand Valleys in order to obtain the protection of the Salvation Army garrison.
However, what makes Horn feel helpless is that the people of Qianhe Valley still prefer an enlightened monarch to a system of theocratic republic or constitutional autonomy.
Madelan previously launched a sample survey and found that even most people in the Redeemer Papal State believed that the best situation was for Qianhehe Valley to be closed behind closed doors, with Saint Sun as the pope and Archduke Meliati as the pope. Prince.
Anyway, there must be a great monarch above your head.
Historical inertia is so powerful that it cannot be reversed in one year.
In the history of Horn's hometown, modern Europe was dominated by the back and forth between feudal forces and capitalist forces, which lasted for hundreds of years. Some countries even had royal families.
My side has only been established for a year, and I want to reverse hundreds of thousands of years of tradition, unless Horn really can control people's minds as the church's propaganda says.
The Salvation Army itself has to tolerate the old and young of some aristocratic forces, and strive to reduce the number of enemies to survive first, and then draw lists to discuss liquidation.
Can Horn in September 1444 imagine what he looks like now?
At that time, he was still thinking of running away to Black Snake Bay, but a year later, he became the talker in the three southeastern counties of Qianhe River Valley.
A message came from Martin saying that Dean Ludwik would personally visit him in mid-September.
According to what was revealed in the letter, Brago Monastery probably wants three or four families to form an alliance.
That is, Catherine's Lower River Rapids City, Ludwick's Kasha County, Horn's Longsand County and the Secret Party of Black Snake Bay.
If the alliance can be formed, then it will be more certain to face the possible crusade of the church and the imperial company of Prince Condai. Sitting up on the soft spider silk blended sheets, Horn leaned on the bed frame, raised his hands above his head, and stretched greatly.
Halfway through his yawn, it suddenly turned into a silky, peppery burp.
Obviously, this is the aftertaste of the banquet last night.
Although he set the standard for his meal as an ordinary middle-class meal, Catherine paid for it privately, brought her own two cows, and temporarily purchased a dozen sheep to add extra food to the banquet.
Perhaps it was because the string in his mind was extremely tight after the two wars. In order to relax, Horn rarely had a grimace and drank two drinks.
This drink was enough to relax him. Horn slept from ten o'clock last night to eleven o'clock in the morning. Looking at the black oak hands on the pendulum clock, he rubbed his eyes vigorously before getting out of bed, scratching his belly.
Open the curtains, and the blazing sunlight shines on the foot of the bed.
I don’t know what design and materials are used in this mechanical palace, but in this hot weather, the room still feels cool.
He opened the door by himself. Although there were two loyal heir orphans waiting at the door, Horn never liked others to help him brush his teeth and wash his face.
But wearing clothes is an exception. The holy clothes in this world are not so much holy clothes, but soft cloth armor spliced together from different parts.
Unless Horn grows two arms each on his back and crotch, he might be able to dress himself.
Spitting out the tooth-cleansing medicine in his mouth, Horn looked at his yellowish teeth in the water, casually put on a cool linen stand-up collar shirt, and walked out of the room.
Standing in the corridor on the second floor, Horn could directly see the hall next to the Mechanical Theater.
The pen tip slid across the paper and made a rustling sound. The faces of the orphan soldiers were distorted and they lay on the table.
In front of them, Shilov was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a book, and looking up from time to time at the pendulum clock beside her.
When Horn heard the ticking sound, he felt a sense of fear of going back to the past.
He tiptoed to the kitchen on the first floor, stole some cold bread and beef and a pot of warm black tea, and then returned to the second floor.
Chewing cold beef and drinking warm black tea, Horn lay on the balcony railing, looking towards the prospect in front of him.
I have to say that Witte's design is quite artistic. From here, you can see the official residence square and the statue under construction in the distance.
There are a lot of people on Central Street, including those buying grain and oil, and those buying and selling leather.
Looking closer, almost all the trees on the hills of the Mechanical Palace have been cut down, exposing green grass and shrubs.
In the half-moon-shaped open space from the hill to the Para River, Jeanne was taking Mittern, Carter and others for routine military training.
These members and senior officials of the Megdi Chamber of Commerce were running out of breath, and they had not even recovered from their hangovers. A dozen elders riding on the trees beside them were laughing and watching the excitement.
At both ends of the half-moon shape, there are two new buildings.
The one at the southern end is the Royal Ordnance Factory of the Papal State, which mainly moved the Holy Gun Workshop that was previously smelted in the Mechanical Palace.
However, in addition to manufacturing holy guns, the ordnance factory also has the function of developing new clockwork weapons and improving holy guns.
The one at the north end is the Mechanical Palace Engineering Research Institute, which is mainly responsible for the development of machinery related to star casting gears, such as clockwork stone cutters, clockwork sawmills, clockwork oil presses...< br>
In order to prevent the star-cast gears from leaking, these objects are claimed to be driven by clockwork. Ordinary people cannot tell whether the clockwork can release such a large amount of kinetic energy.
After swallowing the cold bread in two mouthfuls, Horn patted the crumbs on his hands and walked towards the inner room: "Duvallon, come and help me change my clothes, Rafael, go and notify I will go inspect the Ordnance Manufacturing Institute and Engineering Research Institute later.”
Originally, I wanted to rest today, practice the breathing method a few more times, and try to break through the third stage of the breathing method as soon as possible, or just lie in bed and watch the demon hunt. People's novels.
But before he could pay homage to the nameless monk and the blue-blooded orphan, he couldn't rest.
(End of this chapter)