It was getting dark, and the new "Harmony Village" gradually became quiet. Except for the necessary guard posts, there are no more people walking around in the village. But in the room in the corner of the village, a torch was still lit, and dozens of the top figures of the Black Forest were gathering together.
Druidnar slapped the table and shouted angrily: "You really want to be enslaved by goblins? The Magru tribe can mobilize two or three hundred bear goblins, four to five thousand big goblins, tens of thousands of goblin cannon fodder, we don't How did you fight together?"
Fei Zhe on the other side was also angry, and he also slapped the table to refute: "Zul Grayhide can't mobilize so many troops, not even half of them. Although the group of goblins is large in number, they are scattered throughout the Black Forest. , There cannot be so many."
Nar yelled: "So you want to make trouble, don't you? Everyone who drags it out eventually goes to the local fine slaves?"
"I'm doing it for everyone. No one can destroy all goblins." Fei Zhe is not showing weakness.
Antai sat in the middle and murmured: "Calm down, everyone. We are now discussing whether to hand over one-tenth of the force to Victor Hugo? It has nothing to do with how much force the goblin has."
"Of course/Of course not!" Nar and Fei Zhe yelled at the same time, staring at each other like magnificent needles.
Luke, who was also at the table, said solemnly: "I'm afraid the White Crow Camp will really be unable to hold it. When the goblin frees his hands, he must come to fight the orc stronghold occupied by Victor Hugo. We are going to be here. Are you fighting with the goblins here? What good is it for us?"
"It depends on how strong Victor Hugo is. If he is willing to fight hard, I don't mind helping out." As an outside bystander, the wizard apprentice Jason has always maintained a detached attitude. But behind him is Coldwind City, and his position is very important.
'It depends on how strong Victor Hugo is', I'm afraid this is the key.
In the courtyard in the center of the village, Zhou Qingfeng held an axe and a few pieces of leather armor in his hand, dumbfounding. This is the equipment of his orc warriors, rags, almost worthless.
Even if he didn't know how to smelt, Zhou Qingfeng could tell that the axe made of pig iron in his hand was really bad. Pig iron is too brittle, and a chip will appear if it hits it slightly. It is also easy to rust and difficult to maintain.
Orcs have a low level of civilization and extremely poor iron smelting technology. There is no way to melt iron ore with ordinary stoves relying on wood. You can only get some soft sponge iron. Through repeated smelting and forging to remove a little silicon and other impurities, soft wrought iron can be obtained.
The wrought iron is then charred to obtain hard pig iron. Orc warriors use a rotten axe made of this material.
Previously, Knight Naser gave Todd a mountain axe, which was a'patterned steel' formed by superimposing pig iron and wrought iron and then repeatedly forging. Weapons made of this material are considered sophisticated, and they are the top products that otherworldly human society can provide.
But in the real world, the so-called'patterned steel' is not steel at all, it is just an ancient artifact that has been attached to a lot of legendary colors in the street stall literature. For modern smelting technology, its performance is not as good as the ground steel that has been cracked down everywhere.
The real world Zhou Qingfeng lives in is China in the 1990s. Iron and steel plants can remove sulfur and phosphorus through blast furnaces and converters, add nickel and chromium, and produce high-quality molten iron. After forging and other subsequent processing and heat treatment, alloy steel with excellent properties can be obtained.
Modern steel and ancient iron materials are completely different in time and space, and in different dimensions. Zhou Qingfeng dropped the rotten axe in his hand and returned to the room to open the time-space door, ready to get some real good axes for his subordinates.
It's actually not difficult to get an axe. The rural supply and marketing cooperatives sell them. A very small handful, less than one kilogram, is very convenient for chopping wood.
The larger axe is a fire axe. The blade is made of high-quality manganese steel. It has high strength, impact resistance, extrusion resistance, and abrasion resistance. It is effortless to chop and break doors. But this kind of axe does not exceed two kilograms, which is too heavy to use.
Normal humans would not use a large axe weighing more than ten kilograms, which is purely for trouble. But those orcs had to have this weight, and the axe was too light to be an insult to them.
It seems that it can only be customized.
Zhou Qingfeng thought of the machinery factory that He's contacted in the city, and decided to go there to find a solution. But he asked his sister-in-law, and the women were more knowledgeable than him.
"Don't you just want to buy an axe? Why do you want to go to the city? There are in the village, and you can go quickly by motorcycle."
Zhou Qingfeng argued, "I want to customize it."
"The hoe, shovel, and rake for farming are not custom-made? The blacksmiths in the village are still working hard. What do you want? You may not be taken care of when you go to the city. If you get an axe, you have to go to the city. Do you work anymore?"
Sister-in-law Magnolia is right, and Zhou Qingfeng doesn't understand the joke. There is a huge demand for iron tools in the villages, and it is impossible to rely on the city to solve them. He was speechless, so he could only obediently ride a motorcycle to the village.
There is more than one iron maker in Nantou Township, and even a special machine repair shop. When the farm is busy, it is necessary to ensure the effective operation of farmland machinery throughout the town. During the slack season, I helped the people in the ten miles and eight townships to build some tools.
The machine repair shop is just a big yard, and the two workshops clink. When the motorcycle stopped at the entrance of the factory, a master came out and asked, "Young man, what do you want to buy?"
"I want to buy a few axes." Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the machine repair shop. The appearance of this place is not amazing, the soil is rustic, the equipment is old, and the personnel are ordinary. At first glance, it has no scientific and technological content-but the axe is also low-tech for modern industry.
Hearing that the factory master wanted to buy an axe, he led Zhou Qingfeng into the factory's showroom. He pointed to a row of axes in the corner of the wall, "The small one is seven yuan, the big one is fifteen, you pick whatever you want."
Zhou Qingfeng grabbed one casually and asked, "This axe can break armor, uh..., can it break iron?"
The master laughed, grabbed an axe, found a steel bar a few millimeters thick, and cut it into several sections. "The axe body is made of cast iron, and the axe blade is made of high-carbon steel. It is durable and absolutely easy to use. If it is broken, it will be free. Fix it for you."
Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the small axe, feeling that it could be used as his spare weapon. He asked again: "Is there a bigger axe?"
"How old are you going?"
"I don't want a wooden handle, I only need an axe, but it has to be eight kilograms of material, enough weight." Calculated by weight, Zhou Qingfeng can only carry 8.5 kilograms of real objects to another world at a time. He can't carry them too heavy. .
The master shook his head and said, "Oh... there is no such axe, and there is no such way to sell it."
Zhou Qingfeng said, "Customize, you just need to quote."
Just the quotation
Thinking that the young man had come on a motorcycle, the factory master turned his heart and said tentatively: "Customization is very expensive. An axe can cost hundreds of dollars. It's not a good deal."
Hundreds of them are wrong people. Zhou Qingfeng bargained and said: "I want twenty custom-made large axes, no wooden handles. But they must be strong and durable. The axe blade can cut a few millimeters of steel. You can quote a price. "
Twenty big axes, this is to open an axe shop!
The factory master looked at Zhou Qingfeng up and down, "50 yuan a piece, first pay half of the deposit."
Fifty is also expensive. Zhou Qingfeng shouted a price, "Thirty yuan a handful, I will pay the full amount immediately. I don't want a wooden handle, just leave me a good axe hole."
A handful of thirty yuan, six hundred yuan for twenty handfuls. Zhou Qingfeng took out all the money to show his sincerity, and asked for a gift. "The money is here. I will never regret it. I will buy tools later. You will give me a small axe again. How about?"
Seeing a few hundred dollars, the factory master finally determined that this guy really wanted to open an axe shop.