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Without further ado, brother, we are making good progress. Soon, I will show you the siege catapult I just built.
John instinctively shifted the topic. He had no interest in social niceties; instead, he was more concerned that such matters would hinder his training progress. It was better to save that time for the Holy Light Fighting Training Method.
Redman was intrigued; he had never considered what was needed for a siege. In the past, sieges typically involved ladders to scale the walls or Transcendent Knights using large logs to break down gates. He had no idea what kind of siege equipment was available.
In the Transcendent realm, everyone focused on strength, and no one bothered with ordinary technological advancements. Even if there were materials for siege engines, they would likely come from the Magic Tower, which were too expensive and required Magic Crystals as energy sources—something ordinary Barons like them could hardly afford.
"What are you talking about? Did you buy a Magic Crystal Cannon?"
John shook his head vigorously, thinking to himself: This brother really talks big! The Magic Crystal Cannon is not something just anyone can handle. Even the cheapest Magic Crystal Cannon is an unattainable luxury for an ordinary noble.
Even the powerful Marquis Duvas could only equip his territory's castle with large Magic Crystal Cannons, while his subordinate commercial cities might only have a few small ones at best. Although John had been working hard to earn money lately, supporting such expensive Wu Lan equipment was nothing but a pipe dream. Moreover, even if he could gather enough funds, he wouldn’t know where to buy them.
He had to admit that while money was important in this world, it wasn't everything. Unless your wealth was so vast that you could ignore all limitations on purchasing channels, it was better to keep quiet. Of course, if someone truly reached that level of wealth, then what John had just said would no longer hold true.
John spoke up: "What I meant was not the Magic Crystal Cannon but rather a Catapult."
Upon hearing this, Redman, who had been somewhat confused before, looked even more bewildered and couldn't help but ask: "A catapult? What do you mean by that? Does it really need to be pulled by a horse-drawn cart?"
Faced with Redman's puzzled expression, John didn’t elaborate much but simply smiled and said: "Brother, just wait and see! I guarantee we will force them out of their castle and face us head-on."
As soon as he finished speaking, John stood up and strode toward the Soldier Team. He approached the group and called out loudly: "Brothers, have you all eaten and drunk enough?"
Hearing John's words, many soldiers under his command quickly stood up. They moved with agility and displayed excellent military discipline and training levels.
In contrast, Redman's group of about a hundred men showed a mixed performance. Some soldiers who had previously followed John stood up promptly when they saw others doing so; however, there were also new recruits who had recently joined and lacked experience and situational awareness. They merely stared blankly at the veterans around them before clumsily following suit.
Next, John issued a loud command: "Alright! Listen to my orders—immediately start assembling the Catapult! At the same time, send a team to dig up some sufficiently large and sturdy stones for use!"
Although John wasn’t as adept as some legendary figures in creating complex and mysterious black technology like the Zhuge Crossbow, he did have a solid understanding of how to construct relatively simple yet practical siege equipment like the Catapult.
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