The black powder was piled into the shape of a small hill, and an oil-soaked fire rope was wrapped around the hill. The other end of the fire rope was like a long snake stretching on the ground for several feet. Lorist stood there, holding a torch in his hand. , looking at the black powder hill thinking about something...
This was the last experiment. Lorist stuck the torch in his hand to the ground and lit the match. A fire snake spread along the direction of the match, and soon surrounded the black powder hill...
With a sound of "嗤啦", the light flashed, and the black powder hill disappeared.
With the same result, Lorist sighed deeply. If it were on the earth, this small pile of black powder would definitely explode. It was very dangerous for me to stand so close just now. But Lorist couldn't figure out why the gunpowder formula with the best ratio on the earth was ineffective in Galintia
The nitrate was collected by Lorist in the corner and purified. Sulfur is a kind of medicinal material in Galintia. Pharmacists use it to refine adventurer potions that repel snakes and insects. It is generally available in volcanic areas and the price is low. Carbon is more readily available. According to the memory of his previous life, Lorist made a big bucket, but he started experimenting with a small handful of black powder on the table and finally put all the black powder into a pile, and the results were all the same. In a flash, everything is gone...
There was no explosion, no loud noise, and even the expanding airflow was not sensed.
Shouldn't it be? Lorist scratched his head in confusion. When he was studying in Morente City, Lorist had heard that muskets were the main weapons carried by the guards of the Dwarf Kingdom. Although it was said that these muskets were only as powerful as crossbows, After all, it was also a hot weapon, so Lorist always thought that as long as he mastered black powder, he could change the war pattern of Galint's sub-cold weapons and make the Norton family invincible from now on.
Unexpectedly, when Lorist configured the black powder, he found that things were not as simple as he thought. The best gunpowder formula in his previous life memory was useless, which made Lorist fall into deep confusion , Is the musket of the dwarf kingdom a thermal weapon? What do they rely on to shoot
This is not the first failure of Lorist. In the past two months, from making glass, making porcelain, making white paper and even making cement, Lorist has experienced a series of failures, which made Lorist feel vaguely , in Galintia, it seems that in some respects the chemical reaction of Earth in his previous life is not exactly the same.
Making glass should be the easiest. As the director of a small handicraft factory in his previous life, Lorist is very proficient in how to use glass to make art. He can use glass to blow out lifelike artistic images of various animals. The Trimble Kingdom in Galintia was famous for producing green glass and oil glass, so Lorist was very confident in making glass, and the raw material was simple, just quartz.
But the result gave Lorist a slap in the face. On the earth, after the quartz is burnt, it should be in a gelatinous state. It is easy to obtain a piece of flat glass by blowing, splitting, and rolling. This is the simplest method. Glass making method. But here, Lorist found that the quartz became liquid after burning, without a gelatinous texture, and it was easy to condense into water droplets. Although it was hard, it was very brittle, and it was impossible to use a blowpipe to make glass.
Puzzled, Lorist went to look for Fatty Shi. He felt that it should be due to the formula. Fatty Shi was born in the Kingdom of Trimble, so perhaps he should know what ingredients are used to produce glass besides quartz. Fatty Shi was so busy that he was put on the burden of resettling more than 200,000 newly relocated civilians by Lorist, so he didn't have the heart to discuss the formula of making glass with Lorist.
Seeing that Lorist was looking for him for such a trivial matter, Fatty Shi was furious. He was so busy, Lorist was free and thought about making some glass. Besides, the production of glass has always been an important secret of the Trimble Kingdom. I am only from the Trimble Kingdom, so I know the formula for producing glass. In the Kingdom of Trimble, the only result of those who inquired about the formula and production of glass was to be hanged.
Lorist smiled wryly. He told Fatty Shi that the Kenmes family transported green glass worth ten copper coins to Northland in Morente City and sold it for one big silver coin, which was equivalent to ten times the price. Buy twenty green glass. When it comes to Qian Shi, Fatty is serious. He immediately decided to write a letter to his father who is still a businessman in Trimble, asking him to pay attention to what materials are usually imported into the glass factory. This is not to inquire about the formula. Confidential, no risk. And here, you can slowly crack the mystery of glass production through feeding materials.
The matter of the glass was put aside for now, and then Lorist’s idea of making porcelain through the pottery workshop also came to nothing. The small handicraft factory in the previous life imitated many antiques such as ancient blue and white porcelain. The memory of what is still fresh, Galintia only has pottery but not porcelain, and Lorist really wants to produce porcelain to make it another blockbuster product in the family territory.
Since pottery and tiles can be fired, there should be no problem in firing porcelain, but what came out of the kiln after seven days disappointed Lorist. Let's take a porcelain bowl as an example. It should have been smooth and round, but What kind of thing is this when it comes out of the kiln? The mottled patterns will shatter when touched. Pottery does not make pottery, and porcelain does not make porcelain. Lorist continued to experiment for nearly a month, and finally admitted helplessly that he had suffered another failure.
The same is true of making white paper. After Lorist returned to the family in the northbound team two years ago, he entrusted Papa Barek to set up a paper-making workshop, and wrote down the paper-making process and material formula that he remembered in his mind. People do experiments. But after two years, the product produced by the paper workshop is a kind of toilet paper for wiping buttocks. This kind of toilet paper is produced in Morente City. The main raw materials are reeds and rice stalks. One copper can buy a small stack.
The papermaking workshop in Lorist has tested many formulas and materials, and what they produce is still soft toilet paper. At most, it is whiter and more delicate than the toilet paper in Morente City. The cost is higher and the process is more complicated. A vacancy of a livelihood product in the family territory, so that people no longer have to use wooden sticks to scrape their buttocks after defecating. But there was no way to produce the firm, smooth and writeable white paper that Lorist hoped for.
Finally, there is cement. The three magic weapons of the traversers are glass cement black powder. After the failure of glass production, due to the large-scale development of the family territory, the supply of 100,000 barrels of gum vine juice produced by the gum vine valley in the Blade's Edge Mountains is in short supply. It is a big burden for the family to buy 100,000 barrels from the Kenmes family, and this year it has reached 180,000 barrels. So Lorist decided to make cement to reduce the amount of gum vine juice used.
The local method of firing cement is very simple. Limestone and clay are calcined, ground, and sand and water are added to solidify to form cement concrete. Lorist found a few servants to conduct experiments first, and fired a batch of cement. The problem is that it cannot be frozen, and it will form into large cubes with water. After three days, it has not solidified, and it will be broken into pieces when kicked with your feet.
It was a clever servant who got a bucket of gum vine juice, mixed the cement according to the proportion and mixed it with water, and made three-dimensional statues of each shape. It took only half a day for these strange cement shapes to solidify. , as hard as iron stone, stronger than that green clay. Lorist didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he made the cement himself to replace the gum cane juice, not the green clay.
Now it's the turn of the black powder to fail. Is the chemical reaction in this different world different from the earth in the previous life? Lorist stroked his chin and began to think.
"My lord, what do you want to do?" Schwader asked.
"Oh, nothing. What I want is an explosive." Lorist replied.
"Explosion? What is an explosion?" Schwader asked puzzled.
It was only then that Lorist came to his senses. Indeed, the phrase explosion did not exist in Galintia's common language vocabulary. There were explosions, explosions, but no explosions.
"How should I put it? Explosion refers to the rapid expansion and explosion of an object from the inside, generating a huge force in an instant, causing devastating damage to the surrounding things..." Lorist thought about the definition of explosion.
"There is such a thing?" Schwader couldn't imagine. But he still didn't forget his duty, and reminded: "My lord, it's time for us to go to Master Falin's crossbow making workshop. Your appointment with him is this afternoon."
"Okay, let's go then." Lorist had no choice but to suppress the depression in his heart, turned around and walked towards the mount.
Among the series of failures, the only good news is that the catapult designed by Lorist was successfully trial-produced by Master Falin. In the afternoon, it was agreed that Lorist went to the crossbow making factory in the Blade's Edge Mountains to watch the catapult throwing performance.
"My lord, according to the design drawings you provided, we conducted a series of experiments and finally determined the size of each part of this catapult. Many meters away. Congratulations, my lord, you have designed a new long-range weapon, which is the first catapult in the history of Galintia." Master Falin's compliment made Lorist a little embarrassed.
However, the catapult in front of him was really ugly. It was not only huge, but also extremely heavy. It was very different from the design drawing I drew on the animal skin paper.
"My lord, there is nothing we can do. If we don't do this, we won't be able to guarantee the firmness of the catapult." Master Falin saw Lorist's doubts, and quickly came up to explain: "My lord, the biggest problem with the catapult you designed is this. A torsion arm lever, hard but also flexible, too thick and easy to cause cracks to the base when projecting, too thin and easy to break. We have made more than two hundred torsion arm levers of various types of wood, and finally found the one we are currently using Twisting arm levers are the best for trebuchets, but they need to be replaced after dozens of throws, or they will still break... ”
Lorist nodded without speaking, and the next step was to watch the catapult throwing performance. The structure of this catapult is still very simple. Using the principle of leverage, a long torsion arm lever is driven on the upper crosspiece. Underneath the thick end was a large box stuffed with heavy loads, and the thin end was attached to a leather rope and leather pocket for throwing stones. A rope presses the twist arm lever on the side of the thin end to the ground. After placing the throwing object, cut the rope, and the thick end will be pressed down by the heavy box, driving the thin end to throw the throwing object. …
Lorist was finally relieved. The catapult was still very useful. Although it was not accurate and the distance was uncertain, the difference between the first throw and the second throw was about a hundred meters, but it could throw nearly a hundred catties of stones. Going that far is a victory, and the next step is to study how to improve it.
The task of improving the catapult cannot be entrusted to Master Farin. He is a conscientious executor, but not a creative researcher. Lorist thinks that the most suitable candidate should be Master Sid. Although he is a master armor maker, he has a flexible mind. Not to mention the set of armor designs, he just built a crude hydraulic forging machine for him by himself. Master Sid produced so many various hydraulic machines that almost filled all the open space under the entire waterfall. This alone is worthy of Lorist's high regard, and besides, the catapult should be regarded as a crude machine.
Shi Huade quickly invited Master Sid, and sure enough, Master Sid was fascinated by the lever principle of the catapult, and began to study it regardless.
Immediately afterwards, Lorist recruited Master Julien, and joined Master Sid and Master Falin to set up a research team for improving the catapult. The purpose of recruiting Master Julien was to hope that the catapult could be made of elastic steel. The torsion arm lever, Lorist finally set the standard for the research of the catapult, which is as flexible as a steel crossbow chariot, with no more than ten operators, a throwing range of 500 meters, and a weight of 50 catties. Above, the appearance should not be too big or too heavy, so as not to affect long-distance marching.
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This is Windbury, the capital of the Kingdom of Iberia, the Rose Palace.
The reason why it is called the Rose Palace is that the second prince expressed his ambition to unify the former Krissen Empire. He believed that the best palace should be in the former imperial capital, so he called this palace, which cost a lot of money to build, the Palace. rather than a palace.
The second prince has come back, but all the servants in the palace are in panic, because the owner of this huge and beautiful palace has almost changed his appearance, irritable, decadent, drunk, and crazy. He hides in his bedroom every day without leaving home, constantly begs for wine and women, gets drunk all day long, and doesn't care about anything...
The 100,000 army completely collapsed in less than half a day, and the great swordsman who relied on force was shot through by such a long and thick crossbow arrow in front of his eyes, scaring the second prince out of his wits. I never dreamed that the force of the Norton family was so terrifying, and the Shaheen family and the Felim family that I thought were in the palm of my hand actually raised the flag of rebellion. The armed forces were attacking the former Grand Duke's territory, forcing the second prince to turn around and go to the chain bridge in the Kenmes family territory to leave the Northland.
Originally, I hoped to get support from my father-in-law and then borrow two or three corps to fight back to the Northland, but I didn't expect that the Grand Duke Fesabrun was completely desperate for him, and the 100,000 troops were wiped out, thinking that the three corps would be able to kill him. Northland? That's not what dreams do. Grand Duke Fesabrun would never let the soldiers of the Border Guard Corps he worked so hard to build follow the second prince to die.
The second prince, who was rejected by his father-in-law, returned to the capital of Wendybury in desperation. The news of his defeat had spread throughout the kingdom. Without troops, no lord would take him seriously anymore. The second prince was disheartened by successive encounters with neglect, so he hid in the Rose Palace to drink away his sorrows...
The sound of music and laughter came from afar. It was the side hall where the queen was in the distance, and a dance was being held there.
"This damned bitch!" The second prince cursed viciously with his red eyes, no one cared about him, and that damned bitch even held a dance party, attracting a whole night of carnival. If he hadn't thought of the black face of his father-in-law, Grand Duke Feisabrun, the second prince really wanted to go there with a sword and kill all those whores, husbands, and prostitutes.
"Get out!" The second prince kicked a naked body covered in bruises next to the table. This was a servant woman who brought him wine, but the second prince grabbed her to vent her desire and made her die. .
The servant woman crawled out in naked clothes with the joy of finally saving her life. The second prince picked up the wine again and gulped it down. He just wanted to get drunk and forget everything.
"Your Majesty, you can no longer be so decadent and depressed." An old voice sounded in the dim hall.
"Then what can I do? All my belongings are lost in Gildusk City, the money I robbed from the Principality of Madras is gone, and the first army of the kingdom that I have worked so hard to build for three years is gone! No money Am I still a king without soldiers? No one is looking at me, I am finished, I have nothing..." The second prince murmured.
A tall figure appeared in front of the second prince. This was the second prince's swordsmanship teacher since he was a child, and he was also the only great swordsman by his side, Jialinan.
"Your Majesty, you are still a king anyway. If you don't cheer up, the kingdom will have no future. No one can recruit again, and there is no money to find a way to earn it. Don't you still have two iron mines? You can consider and Last time, the chamber of commerce of the business alliance cooperated and contracted the iron ore to them, then they will have money, and if they have money, they can rearm their armaments again... "
"No, no, there is still half of the iron ore output to be provided to my father-in-law and his army for armament replenishment..." The second prince shook his head, trying to wake himself up: "Yes, teacher, you are right, the old man Since the guy doesn't care about my life, why should I provide him with weapons and equipment for nothing! I will go to the people from the chamber of commerce tomorrow and cooperate with them. As long as they give me money to rebuild my equipment, I don't mind cooperating with the devil !"
"By the way, teacher, can I trouble you to go to the Northland? I want the head of the Norton Patriarch. If I don't kill him, I can't sleep and eat. If it wasn't for him, how could I be kicked out of the Northland? No more..." The second prince's eyes flashed with madness and anger.
"Your Majesty, assassination is not the way to be a king. There has never been a king who wants to assassinate a lord. If you spread your reputation..."
"I don't care!" The second prince yelled crazily: "I must kill him, teacher, bring me his head back, and I will make him into a wine glass! Teacher, you only need to walk one way to satisfy my desire." Wish, even if you don't think about me, then think about your junior brother, my uncle Lu Yinsi, he died so badly, don't you want revenge? You forgot how your master told you to take care of this before he died Is it the younger brother's?"
The tall figure fell silent, and after a long time, Calinan spoke: "Your Majesty, I am willing to go to the Northlands and bring back the head of the Norton Patriarch. But I hope you will not raise such objections again in the future." It meets the requirements of the king's status... "
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