[ WP ] In an alternate universe , gunpowder was never invented . What does warfare look like ?

Hi guys, this is my first WP post. I put a lot of effort into it, but I guess I'm not that competant yet haha 
 
 
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 `` What, we'll be expecting guests? What do you mean guests? We're in the middle of a war, Howard!; and things are NOT looking good for us if this war of attrition goes on.'' 
 
 `` No, Sir Reardon, they're special... you see, the solitary Evan faction from the North finally broke their neutral stance of four centuries, joining our Ruby forces against the ever-growing danger of the Krovs.'' 
 
 `` *The* Evan? It is no surprise that smaller factions now are aligning themselves with us or the Krovs, but THE Evan?!'' 
 
 `` Yes Sir. They even brought 20 tons of their finest Ferrovium as a gesture of goodwill, along with two battalion of their best men....'' 
 
 `` The Ferrovium that kept the Evans safe from barbarians and the Northern bastards? I heard it has never been mined for the last 200 years, ever since.... the last Great War.'' 
 
 `` Yes, Sir Reardon, you can see how our new alliance with the Evans changes the whole game. I need you to give our guests, the Prince of Evan himself, and his general a tour of our armoury and the workshops, to integrate the **Ferrovium** into our weaponry an-'' 
 
 `` It's our *only* chance to WIN this war'', Reardon interrupted, `` I get it.'' 
 
 
 
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 `` Welcome to the Ruby Steam Vault, gentlemen. ``, bowing ever so slightly to the young nobleman, 
 
 `` And this is where we produce our weaponry against those filthy Krovs, and I'm tasked to formulate our integration of our weaponry with General....'' Reardon continued, politely gesturing to the older gentlemen beside the Prince to introduce himself. 
 
 `` The name's Randolf. My pleasure to meet you, General'Iron Wall' Reardon. ``, the old General replied, calmly, his raspy voice fitting a man of his stature. 
 
 `` You flatter me, General.'' Reardon replied, silently pleased with the reach his reputation on his warfare prowess even in Evan, the stronghold of neutrality through the ages. 
 
 `` Now then, shall we?'' Reardon gestured for the two guests to follow him, as he strode across the armoury, completely disregarding the swords hung in neat rows by the walls. Conventional weapons. Reardon finally slowed down his pace after walking to the west end of the armoury, which appears to be a vehicle station of sorts. 
 
 `` **This** is our Ruby Bull. ``, Reardon slapped the steam-powered metal beast, a loud bang resonating from the machine. `` It was designed to be a large armoured vehicle that was supposed to launch out projectiles only enemies like a trebuchet, but sadly, our engineers could not find a good enough propelling mechanism to make this a huge *tank* of death. So we use them as battering rams, crushing any enemy in our path and knocking down all their defences.'' 
 
 ``'Iron Wall' Reardon....'', mumbled the old General as he inspected the vehicle thoroughly, seemingly acknowledging the brilliance of the Ruby design. `` But is this..... steel? ``, questioned Randolf as he ran his creased fingers through the surface of the Ruby Bull. 
 
 `` Yes, unfortunately, even with all the ingenuity put into the design that Ruby's lands are n't rich in material....'' remarked Reardon, a tinge of disappointment in his otherwise crisp voice. `` However.... now that we have Ferrovium that's lighter, stronger and rustproof...'', his voice lightens as he speaks. 
 
 Prince Evan interrupted Reardon's monologue, and proposed an idea, that both shocked and intrigued the two experienced Generals. 
 
 `` What if....we create something with Ruby's steam technology... and Evan's ferrovium resources and expertise in metalworking... **a steam bomb**. 
 
 Hot steam compressed in a sphere of pure ferrovium, flung behind enemy lines by means of a steam-powered catapult, exploding and releasing a huge volume of hot steam, searing all and every enemy in our way?'' 
 
 
 **The armoury, so loud before, now filled with silence. ** 

