"puff!"
On the battlefield, amidst billowing smoke, countless cavalrymen fell in pools of blood as gunfire erupted, leaving only a handful of the dozen or so strong individuals who had passed the test.
The test set up inside the treasure is not fatal. After all, the owner who set up the treasure intended for his successors to inherit his legacy and fulfill his last wishes.
"Bang!"
Bullets flew, injuring a large number of people.
The ravaged battlefield was ablaze with fury, and the raised military flags climbed the flames, creating a tragic and heroic atmosphere.
They were defeated.
Faced with the enemy's advanced firearms, the cavalry, who had once dominated the battlefield, lost their former momentum and prestige. The bullets that killed the enemy and the cannonballs that tore through the lines not only dealt a heavy blow to their arrogance but also left an indelible impression on them.
Fear, apprehension, panic...
"My lord, shall the trial continue?"
A temple knight asked the old man for instructions, speaking solemnly.
Using the terrain, the defeated soldiers were recalled and gathered around these high-ranking officers. Despite the aura of heroism, they could not dispel their deep fear.
On one side, the elderly man surrounded by people nodded slightly, his eyes sparkling with intelligence.
Joyce, an old man from the Tower of Heras who wields the Great Sun Bow, finds this relic left behind by an unknown powerful being quite troublesome.
"The difficulty of the first trial is so high that this is the first time I have ever encountered it in my life."
"However, this flintlock musket that caused the damage used the primitive method of being propelled by black powder and was not equipped with any magical devices, so theoretically it was not difficult to deal with."
"To resist the power of guns and cannons with one's physical body, if one is at the peak of the Silver rank with armor, there is still a high success rate, but if one is at the early Silver rank, it is destined to be a failure."
After a moment's thought, Joyce couldn't help but sigh, deeply feeling the overwhelming pressure of this one-sided situation.
The game started with a defeat, and there was no way to fight back.
Therefore, he deliberately sent his men to their deaths for three reasons: first, to ascertain the enemy's combat strength; second, to gather intelligence on his own faction from deserters; and third, to secretly observe the attitudes of his surrounding allies.
During the trial, the country he was in was called the Kingdom of Dia, which was famous for its warhorses and controlled a resource point with a good mineral vein.
For centuries, the royal family has used its resources to build a formidable armored cavalry force, with as many as five thousand men sent to the battlefield, accounting for one-third of the kingdom's elite troops.
These five thousand cavalrymen, united as a sharp dagger, could pierce through any formation. With a single charge, even musketeers would have a high chance of being routed.
But the enemy's ambush and the appearance of artillery caught the cavalrymen off guard, and they were immediately bombarded by artillery fire.
The sky was filled with rolling clouds and thunderous roars!
This was like an outburst of divine wrath; flames exploded, horses trembled, and the cavalrymen who believed in the gods were filled with fear and lost all will to fight.
The devout even knelt down and begged the god of artillery fire for mercy.
The other side has divine assistance, what the hell is the point of fighting them!
"Has the Kingdom of Dia never seen primitive firearms before?"
Joyce was pondering when suddenly, with a loud bang, a flash of inspiration appeared in his eyes.
A Templar Knight stood in front of him, a burst of blood erupting from his left shoulder, using his flesh and blood to shield him from the assassination attempt.
Without stepping onto the path to gold, even after countless trials, one remains a mortal.
Not to mention that even when weakened to the first limit of human strength, its defenses are tough, but under the threat of bullets, it's as thin as a sheet of paper.
“I understand now. This legacy was lost in the far north thousands of years ago. The time it was in may have been the beginning of a new era.”
Joyce chuckled, his hand brimming with life potential as he healed the Templar Knight's injuries. He squinted, watching the musketeers striding towards them from afar.
Three thousand years ago, before the newly formed Twin Moon Realm had built the Demon God Pillar, the boundary wall, under the infusion of the Silver and Purple Twin Moons, could not bear the immense psionic energy and began to break. Some of the technology was randomly spewed out to the five continents, either as technical blueprints or technological products, which benefited the five continents and sparked a technological revolution that swept across the five continents for thousands of years, until today!
As the two lunar realms gradually merged, the main plane also followed the trend of the times and gave birth to the profession of Mechanic, which was most widespread in the prosperous Deslanca.
The knowledge and technology of firearms, magical cannons, and floating warships were all passed down from the Twin Moon Realm, and were further innovated upon, creating a prosperous era of expeditions.
"From this, we can conclude that the appearance of this crude firearm occurred at the beginning of a new era."
"Or perhaps a lucky individual from an enemy kingdom obtained the blueprints, presented them to the king, and had his army equipped with muskets and cannons as a trump card to wage war against surrounding powers."
Three thousand years ago, firearms with destructive power were valued by the upper class, mass-produced, and first equipped on the army, dealing fatal blows to hostile forces and further expanding their territory.
Subsequently, auxiliary magical devices were designed, mainly guns and cannons, giving rise to many different styles with numerous methods and extraordinary effects.
War is often a catalyst for technological development.
It was precisely because of the initial conquests and resistance that the achievements of the Twin Moon Realm were completely absorbed by the five continents and thoroughly integrated into their own systems.
"The era is undoubtedly confirmed. With this information, I can use the foundation of the Divine Tower to deduce this relic."
"The owner of this relic was quite interesting. The trial we are in is actually a small part of his life, in which he used the power of firearms to conquer the Kingdom of Dia."
"Unfortunately, the first trial was not well prepared and there was no result. It would have been better to observe more, prepare some data, and let those madmen study it when we returned to the Divine Tower."
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