"The rifled cannon should be able to shoot farther."

"Isn't that a matter of course?"

"I heard that this shell has a new firing structure, and it is filled with explosives!"

When the orcs heard this term, their whole body was agitated, and they lost their voices: "Dynamite! ”

Explosives and black powder are not the same level of items, they are more violent, making it difficult for people to survive, and even being hit by the aftermath can cause physical injuries.

Watching the cannonball be installed, the cannon body slowly lifted up, aiming at the mountains in the distance, the orcs were eagerly looking forward to the extreme range of this cannon.

Alan waved his hand, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"Shoot five hundred meters first and see how powerful the shells will explode."

"Yes, Lord Allen!" The artillerymen responded with a full sense of energy, and then half-crouched, remembering the angle of fire in their heads and the amount of propellant, and slowly adjusted.

Behind the artillerymen, the great blacksmith Abel also came to the scene.

As a hand-made rifled cannon, he was full of expectations for rifled cannons.

However, the shells were no longer made by the blacksmith shop, and the shells required nitroglycerin and mercury thunderate filled with detonators, all of which were specially made by orcs in the chemistry lab.

The blacksmiths are not orcs who are engaged in chemistry, but fortunately, Allen's education is in place, and they all roughly understand that nitroglycerin is a kind of strong liquid explosive, which can explode at the slightest vibration.

The shells made by Tomorrow City are filled with nitroglycerin, which is mixed with diatomaceous earth, and the explosives become safe and stable.

Because it was too stable, it required mercury thunderate to detonate nitroglycerin, and this series of problems required the creation of a complex shell structure, but fortunately, Alan was omnipotent, and when the blacksmiths had no clue, Alan sent a confidential cannonball design.

Abel was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a bang, and the butt of the rifled cannon moved, shooting out a black shadow of extreme speed.

The black shadow fell at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and in less than a second, a fierce fire rose on the surface.

The light quickly expanded from a small singularity to a sphere, and dazzling blazing light tumbled in it and gushed upwards.

The land around the bomb subsided as a whole, and smoke and dust billowed out.

Bang!

A little more than a second after the light appeared, the orcs heard a furious roar.

In the distance, black clouds and smoke rose flat, occupying the main view of the upper half of the sky, and the lower half was full of yellow smoke and dust, rolling horizontally in all directions.

The orcs' feet shook and they felt the tremors of Mother Earth, and the tremor was so strong and intuitive.

"It's horrible."

"This is a world-destroying power!"

"This is a grenade, more terrifying than an explosive pack!"

The orcs were terrified, and their faces turned red with excitement.

With an explosive artifact like this, ordinary orcs can still control the cannon to blast the enemy as long as they master the reloading steps and strictly regulate their behavior.

"With such an artifact, what are we afraid of, the enemy is coming, give them a hundred and eighty cannons, and ensure that they are scared to the core!" The orcs laughed, very proud.

"Ahem, there aren't many such shells, don't be happy too early, the cost of a grenade is equal to a thousand golden dragons, and every grenade is burning money." Abel was very unhappy, for fear that the artillerymen would ruin the family of Tomorrow City.

"Abel Blacksmith is right, we will use it carefully!" When the artilleryman heard a thousand golden dragon cannons, his feverish mind instantly calmed down.

Then a violent gust of wind blew from the center of the explosion, blowing the orcs' hair, and subconsciously squinting their eyes.

"According to the law of conservation of energy in physics books, energy can be transferred, and the kinetic energy of the combustion of the propellant must have enhanced the power of the explosive." Ivan used half a bucket of physics to explain why the grenade was more powerful than expected.

The orcs waited for a while, and Alan ordered the artillerymen to replace them with ordinary steel solid shells to test their long-range shooting ability.

"Ready!"

Rumble!

The cannonball turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the distant horizon, and the orcs looked up, trying to discern the distance, but unfortunately it was too far to assess.

Alan nodded silently, the range of the rifled cannon turned out to be as good as expected, with the blessing of five rifles, the range was increased several times, and a solid cannon shot was fired more than three thousand meters.

The logistics soldiers could not run that far, so they could only wait slowly for the logistics soldiers to ride horses to confirm the landing point of the shells.