Just when the battle between the two armies on the Zhenhai front line was in full swing, Yang Feng's war machine was also running at full speed.

This machine started from the Keelung coal mine thousands of miles away.

Under the bayonets and leather whips of the Ming soldiers, those Qing prisoners of war worked desperately, digging and chiseling on the black treasure trove with pickaxes, hammers, and iron drills, and in this way, they dug out carts of coal with blood and sweat and transported to the docks, poured into coke ovens to distill more efficient coke, and then loaded onto waiting transport ships and sailed out of port.

When they finally crossed the ocean to Changguo Port, the latest four-wheeled carriages and ox carts were already waiting at the wharf.

Immediately afterwards, the coolies who were responsible for loading and unloading rushed up, unloaded the coke from the ship and loaded it into the wagon, and then transported it along the road paved with Sanhe soil to the industrial area not far from the port, and finally sent to the Daming Army Weapons Factory under the personal name of the commander, sent to the artillery shell casting factory, and sent to a roaring coke oven.

Hundreds of these coke ovens are spectacularly lined up in what is now the island's largest factory, blazing with blazing fires, and even in winter all the workers here are almost entirely shirtless. In front of these sweaty workers is a graphite crucible, in the crucible from the marshal's mansion directly transported carbon steel ingots, is being burned by the coke burning high temperature melted into fiery red molten steel, when those masters with the naked eye to observe the color of the molten steel, then poured into the same by the marshal himself to get the alloy steel mold, put into the water to quickly cool into a shell and grenade projectile body.

The semi-finished products are then sent directly to the assembly plant not far away, where the follow-up work is carried out by workers sitting at their workbenches and even a large number of female workers.

At this time, female workers have been used in large quantities, after all, there are only more than 200,000 people under the rule of Yang Feng, and in the case of maintaining more than 20,000 troops, women must participate in the work, and even after the marriage of Huang Wei and Dashuai was confirmed, even the girl who took the initiative to sign up for the army appeared, at this time Yang Dashuai has been mythologized, even his fiancée is a soldier, is the other person more noble than Mrs. Dashuai?

Beside these workers were wooden barrels filled with gunpowder, in front of them were placed balances, boxes of steel balls, with which the standard weight of gunpowder was weighed, the same number of steel balls were counted and quickly loaded into hollow shells and grenades, and then the shells were equipped with wooden tube fuses that met the specifications, the grenades were equipped with fuses and wooden handles, and the tape with wax heads and tetraphosphorus trisulfide matches was pasted, and real shells and grenades were born in their hands.

These horrific killing tools were then loaded into wooden crates, sealed and transported to a military warehouse on the docks.

The gunpowder in these shells and grenades came from another factory that also belonged to Yang Dashuai.

In this factory, located in the mountains more than ten miles north of Changguo, those busy workers poured the soil nitrate that Yang Dashuai brought for them, the sulfur purchased from the Wa Kingdom, and the locally produced charcoal into an iron pot according to the latest ratio, and finally fried it into barrels of gunpowder after a series of processes. The gunpowder is then processed according to different uses, turned into particles of different sizes, loaded into wooden barrels, sent to the assembly plant of shells and grenades to be turned into shells, to the packaging factory of artillery ****** to be turned into silk medicine packets, and to the fuse factory to become a wooden tube fuse.

It was also sent to the bullet manufacturing plant.

In the bullet factory, almost all female workers sit in front of the workbench, guarding barrels of granular gunpowder, boxes of lead projectiles, hand-rolled oil-soaked paper tubes and other raw materials, carefully weighing the gunpowder with a scale, pouring paper tubes into the projectile seals and turning them into paper shell bullets, and then loading them into wooden boxes and affixing seals to the docks.

There, along with other ammunition such as artillery shells and grenades, they were loaded onto transport ships between Jinhae and Changguk, and then sent to soldiers to shoot at the Qing troops outside the city.

And that's just the creation of ammunition.

On the island, which has been turned into a war machine, there are many more factories.

In the rifle factory, the forge was forged with a water press, the foundry was cast with molds, and the carpentry factory was handmade by carpenter, and all kinds of parts and components were gathered in front of the busy workers. Then they took out the high-quality steel pipes that had been rifled from modern machines in another time and space, and assembled these things together to become the most advanced front-loading rifled flintlock pistol in the world. Coupled with a bayonet forged from alloy steel by workers from another time and space, they were packed into wooden crates and sealed and sent to the army's warehouse, and sent to the newly recruited soldiers of battalions and battalions, so that they could take them to Zhenhai and use the lives of Qing soldiers to complete their transformation from civilians to soldiers.

And in the artillery foundry, almost the same process is repeated over and over again.

After further refining, the copper from the Wa Kingdom was further refined, together with the tin and other materials obtained by Yang Dashuai, and finally turned into high-quality bronze, and the molten copper water in the crucible was poured into the alloy steel mold also made by Yang Dashuai, and after cooling, it became the barrel blank of a cannon, and then sent to the hydraulic boring machine to complete the final transformation, and then sent to the assembly plant and other wooden or steel or copper or cast or forged parts to assemble, it became a powerful artillery, and became the most terrifying weapon on the battlefield.

In the armor factory, a large number of female workers were also busy, transporting different specifications of nickel steel plates from the Great Marshal's Mansion and stamping them with stamping machines in another time and space, loading them with various linings suitable for the human body, and various emblems and badges for decoration, and finally turning into a silver cuirass that the soldiers wore on their bodies to make the girls' eyes shine.

There are also military uniform factories, and there are vehicle factories, and there are ......

There are many more factories of all kinds in the service of the war effort.

Even those old ladies who were idle at home were embroidering various symbols on the soldiers' uniforms in exchange for silver and copper coins with the portrait of the handsome man and the sun and moon double dragon emblem, and Yang Dashuai was not short of this now, after all, he had just obtained hundreds of tons of silver, and he had even begun to prepare to mint gold coins.

From coal mines to transport ships, from transport ships to ports, to stevedores, transport vehicles, to factories, machines, and busy workers, they are all gears, screws, and insignificant but essential small parts on this war machine, and all these parts combine to become the most efficient war machine in the world.

Standing at the end of the sea, spitting billowing smoke, opening its blood-red mouth, devouring endless life.

"There's still a steelmaking furnace left."

Looking at the hot scene in the foundry, Yang Dashuai said with emotion.

His steelmaking furnace encountered a little trouble, mainly because Lin Qian couldn't find a converter that met his requirements.

The woman looked for him around, and in the end, except for the only shell left in the museum, I didn't find where there could be a small converter that blows air, and there are some that blow oxygen, and there is really no air blowing, although the Huaxia Federation over there is the world's largest steel producer, but it is also the most advanced steel producer, even ordinary steel people have all been replaced with oxygen furnaces many years ago.

So she simply made one for Yang Feng herself.

However, this will take some time, and it has not been completed until now, but the converter she made for Yang Feng fully takes care of the current actual situation of this guy, it is only a small converter that can smelt up to one ton of molten iron at a time, and there are many unnecessary bits and pieces, according to Yang Feng's strength, he can drag it over there by himself, and even many places that originally need to be electric can be completed manually, but the blower still needs a machine.

"Marshal, this is what you call a war machine."

Shao Tingcai, who was beside him, also looked at the spectacular scene of molten steel gushing in the crucible with a fascinated gaze.

The battle of Zhenhai really shocked everyone, so far together with the last battle, the Ming army's casualties added up to just over 1,000, and the actual battle dead plus serious injuries and deaths were only 400 people, but the number of casualties of the Qing army has been close to 30,000, and the number of deaths is basically half. That is to say, the lives of nearly forty Qing soldiers can be replaced by a Ming soldier, and this is mainly because most of the recruits of the Ming army have not undergone strict training, if they are all veterans of one or two battalions, in Feng Zhen's words, the death of a Ming army must make at least a hundred Qing soldiers die.

Such a casualty ratio, even if the Ming army took advantage of the defense of the city, it was quite terrifying.

Although the invincibility of the soldiers of the Ming army was praised throughout Changguo, those who were sober-minded knew very well that the real source of the strength of the Ming army was here, and in these factories that worked day and night, every machine here played no less role than a cannon, and every worker here was equivalent to a soldier.

Without them, the Ming army would have been defeated long ago.

"Well, what is this, it's just a small seedling, at most it has just broken ground, a real war machine, tens of millions of tons of warships sailing on the sea, warships without sails, steel chariots that don't need horse-drawn horses on land, and even flying machines flying in the sky, at that time, the rifles in the hands of soldiers could be loaded by themselves, and the cannons at that time could hit hundreds of miles away with a single shot, and the rockets at that time would turn around and hit the target by themselves."

Yang Feng said very heroically.

This ton is set by himself, which is equivalent to a thousand catties, of course, at this time.

"You're talking about the war of the gods, right?"

Shao Tingcai said leisurely.

"Immortals? Yes, I'm going to take you to be immortals, and use technology to turn people into immortals! ”

Yang Feng said.

"Then I guess I can't see it at my age."

Shao Tingcai said that he is in his early fifties this year.

"You live well, it's almost like you live to a hundred."

Yang Feng said with a smile.