Chapter 200: Failed Trials

The black powder was piled up in the shape of the hill, and an oil-soaked rope wrapped around the hill, and the other end of the rope stretched like a long snake on the ground for several feet, and Lorist stood there, holding a torch in his hand, watching the black powder hill pondering something......

This was the last test, and Lorist thrust the torch into the ground and lit the arquebus, and a fiery snake spread in the direction of the rope, soon encircling the black mountain of powder......

With a "snort", the light flashed, and the black powder hill was gone.

Still like this, Lorist sighed deeply. If it were on Earth, this small pile of black powder would definitely explode, and it was very dangerous for me to stand so close just now. But Lorist couldn't figure out why the formula of gunpowder, which was the best ratio on earth, was ineffective in Guelinthea.

Nitrate was collected by Lorist in the corner of the wall, and after purification, sulfur is a medicinal herb in Guelinthea, which is used by apothecaries to refine the adventurer's medicine of snake repellent insects, which is generally found in the volcanic area, and the price is low. Carbon is much easier to obtain. According to the memory of his previous life, Lorist prepared a large vat, but he started the experiment from a small pinch of black powder on the table to the end of the experiment and simply integrated all the black powder into a pile, and the result was all the same, "snort", the fire flashed, and there was nothing......

There were no explosions, no loud noises, not even the inflating air currents were felt.

Shouldn't this be?" Lorist scratched his head in confusion, when he was a student in the city of Moldonte, Lorist had heard that the main weapon used by the guards of the Dwarven Kingdom was muskets. Although it is said that the power of these muskets is only comparable to that of a strong crossbow. It's also a thermal weapon. Therefore, Lorist always thought that as long as he mastered the black powder, he would be able to change the war pattern of the cold weapons of the Gelint and make the Norton family invincible from then on.

What I didn't expect was that when Lorist configured the black powder, he found that things were not as simple as he thought, and the best gunpowder formula in his previous life memory was useless, which made Lorist fall into deep confusion, whether the muskets of the dwarven kingdom were thermal weapons, and what did they rely on to shoot?

This is not Lorlist's first failure. In the past two months, Lorist has experienced a series of failures in making glass, porcelain, white paper, and even cement, which makes Lorist vaguely feel that in Gaylintea, it seems that in some ways the chemical reaction of the earth is not exactly the same as that of the earth in his previous life.

Making glass should be the easiest, and in his previous life, as the director of a small craft factory, Lorist was very proficient in how to make art out of glass. He can blow out glass to create lifelike artistic images of all kinds of animals. The kingdom of Trimber on the continent of Guelintia is famous for producing green and oil glass, so Lorist is sure to make glass. The raw material is simple, quartz only.

On Earth, quartz should be gelatinous after calcining, and it is easy to get a piece of flat glass by blowing, splitting and then rolling, which is the easiest way to make glass. But here, Lorist found that the quartz became a liquid after being burned, without gelatinous texture, and easily condensed into water beads, although hard but brittle, and there was no way to use a blowpipe to make glass.

Puzzled, Lorist went to find Shi Fatzi, he felt that this should be because of the formula, Shi Fatzi was born in the Kingdom of Trimber, and probably should know what ingredients are used to produce glass in addition to quartz. Shi Fatzi was very busy, and he was put on the burden of housing more than 200,000 newly relocated civilians by Lorlist, so how could he have the heart to discuss the recipe for making glass with Lorlist.

Seeing that Lorist was looking for himself for this little thing, Shi Fatzi was angry, he was busy and tired, Lorist was idle, and he still had the heart to make some glass. Besides, the production of glass has always been an important secret of the Trimber Kingdom, and he was only born in the Trimber Kingdom, so he knows what formula for the production of glass. In the kingdom of Trimber, the only result of those who inquired about the recipe and production of glass was hanging.

Lorist smiled bitterly, and he told Shi Fat that ten copper coins of green glass in Morente City were transported by the Kenmis family to the Northland to sell a large silver coin, which was equivalent to ten times the price, and one Jinford could only buy twenty pieces of green glass. Speaking of money, the fat man was serious, and he immediately decided to write a letter to his father, who was still a merchant in Trimber, asking him to pay attention to what materials were usually imported in the workshop that produced glass, not to inquire into any recipe secrets, and there was no risk. And here you can slowly decipher the mystery of glass production through feeding.

The glass thing was put first, and then Lorlist's idea of making porcelain through the pottery workshop also fell through, the small craft factory in the previous life imitated a lot of ancient blue and white porcelain or something antiques, Lorliste still remembers the recipe or something, Gallinthia only pottery and no porcelain, Lorist wants to produce porcelain to make it another fist product of the family territory.

Since it can be fired pottery and bricks, there should be no problem in firing porcelain, but what came out of the kiln seven days later disappointed Lorlist, take a porcelain bowl as an example, it should be smooth and round all over, but what kind of thing is this out of the kiln, the pattern of the banbar, it will be broken when touched, the pottery cannot become pottery, and the porcelain cannot become porcelain. Lorist experimented for nearly a month, and finally reluctantly admitted that he had suffered another failure.

The same is true of the making of blank paper, and after Lorist returned to his family two years ago in the northbound convoy, he commissioned Papa Balek to build a paper workshop and write down the papermaking process and material recipes he remembered for people to experiment. But after two years, the product produced by the paper workshop is a kind of toilet paper for wiping the buttocks. This kind of toilet paper is produced in the city of Morente, and the main raw materials are reeds and rice stalks, and a copper can buy a small stack.

The papermaking workshop on Lorlist's side experimented with a lot of recipes and materials, and the production was still soft and soft toilet paper, which was at most whiter and more delicate than the paper in Moldant City, and the cost was higher and the process was more complicated, which could be regarded as filling the gap of a household product in the family territory, so that people no longer had to use wooden sticks to shave their buttocks after defecation. But I wanted to produce the kind of solid, smooth white paper that Lorist wanted to write on. But there is no way.

Finally, cement. The three magic weapons of the traverser are glass cement black powder. After the failure of glass production, due to the development of the family's territory, the annual supply of 100,000 barrels of rubber rattan juice produced in the rubber vine valley of the Blade Mountains was in short supply, and they had to buy 100,000 barrels from the Kenmath family, and this year it reached 180,000 barrels, which was a big burden for the family. So Lorist decided to make cement to reduce the amount of glue vine juice used.

The soil method of firing cement is very simple, limestone and clay are calcined and ground up, and sand and water are added to solidify to form cement concrete. Lorist found a few people to do the test first. A batch of cement was fired. The problem is that it can't be frozen, and the water makes it into big squares, and after three days it hasn't solidified, and it will break into pieces with a kick of your foot.

It was a clever man, got a bucket of rubber rattan juice, and stirred the cement into a three-dimensional statue after the water in proportion, and it only took half a day, these strange cement shapes were solidified, as solid as iron and stone. It's stronger than that green clay. Lorist couldn't laugh or cry, and he made cement out to replace the glue vine juice. It's not a substitute for green clay.

Now it's the turn of the black powder to fail, is there a difference between the chemical reaction of this other world and the earth in the previous life? Lorist touched his chin and began to think.

"What do you want to do, my lord?" asked Schward.

"Oh, nothing. I'm trying to get an explosive. Lorist replied.

"What is an explosion?" Schward, puzzled.

Lorist came back to his senses, and it was true that there was really no explosion in the lingua franca vocabulary of Gelintya, there was an explosion, there was an explosion, but there was no explosion.

"Explosion is when an object explodes violently from the inside, generating a tremendous force in an instant, causing devastating damage to everything around it......" Lorist thought about defining an explosion.

"And such a thing?" Schward could not 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 factory. You made an appointment with him this afternoon. ”

"Alright, let's go, then. Lorist had no choice but to suppress the depression in his heart, turn around and walk towards his mount.

In the midst of a series of failures, the only good news was that the catapult designed by Lorist was successfully trial-made by Master Falin, and in the afternoon, Lorist went to the crossbow factory in the Blade Mountains to watch the catapult throwing performance.

"My lord, according to the design drawings you provided, we have conducted a series of tests, and finally determined the size of each part of this catapult, and the catapult produced can throw 100 catties of stones more than 600 meters away. Congratulations, sir, you have designed a new ranged weapon, the first catapult in the history of Galintya. Master Farin's compliment made Lorist a little embarrassed.

However, the appearance of the catapult in front of me was a bit ugly, not only was it huge, but it was also extremely bulky, and it was very different from the design drawings I had drawn on the vellum paper.

"My lord, we can't help it, if we don't do this, we can't guarantee the stability of the investment car. Master Falin saw Lorlist's confusion and hurriedly came up to explain: "My lord, the biggest problem with the catapult you designed is that this twisting arm lever is hard and elastic, too thick and easy to cause cracking to the base when projecting, too thin and easy to break. We made more than 200 twist arm levers of various types of wood, and finally found that the current twist arm lever is the most suitable for trebuchet, but it still needs to be replaced after dozens of throws, otherwise it will still break......"

Loris nodded, didn't speak, and the next thing was to watch the catapult throwing performance. The structure of this catapult is still very simple, using the principle of levers, a long torsion arm lever is driven on the upper crossbar. Underneath the thick end was a large chest stuffed with heavy objects, and the thin end was attached to a leather cord and leather pocket, which was used for throwing stones. A rope presses the lever of the twisting arm on the side of the thin head to the ground, and after placing the projectile, the rope is cut off, and the thick end will be pressed down by the heavy box, driving the thin end to throw the projectile out......

Lorist finally put his mind at ease, the catapult is still very useful, although it is not accurate, the distance is not certain, the difference between the first throw and the second throw can be a hundred meters, but it is a victory to be able to throw nearly a hundred pounds of stones so far, and then we should study how to improve.

The task of improving the Catapult cannot be given to Master Falin. He is a conscientious executor. But not a creative researcher. Lorist felt that the most suitable person should be Master Sid. Although he is a master of armor, he has a flexible brain, not to mention the set of armor designs, he just built a simple hydraulic forging press for him, and as a result, Master Sid has produced so many kinds of hydraulic machinery, almost filling all the open space under the entire waterfall. This is worth a glance at Lorlist, and the catapult must be considered a rudimentary machine.

Schward quickly brought in Master Sid, and sure enough. Master Sid became fascinated by the lever principle of the catapult and began to study it in spite of it.

Immediately after that, Lorist recruited the master Yu Lian, and set up a research group for the improvement of the catapult with Master Sid and Master Farin, and recruited the master Yu Lian in the hope of using elastic steel to make the torsion arm lever of the catapult, and the standard for the research of the catapult finally set by Lorist is that it is as flexible as a steel crossbow chariot, with no more than ten operators, a throwing range of 500 meters away, the weight of the thrown items is more than 50 catties, and the appearance can not be too big and heavy, which does not affect long-distance marching.

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This is the city of Windbri, the royal capital of the Iberian Kingdom. Rose Palace.

The reason why it is called the Rose Palace is that the second prince expressed his ambition to unify the former Krisson Empire, and he believed that the best royal palace should be in the former imperial capital. That's why this palace, which was built at great expense, is called a palace, not a royal palace.

The second prince had returned, but all the servants in the palace were in a state of panic, for the owner of this vast and beautiful palace had almost changed his appearance, irritable, decadent, drunk, and mad. Hiding in his dormitory every day without leaving home, constantly asking for wine and women, drunk and dreaming all day long, and not caring about anything......

The army of 100,000 completely collapsed in less than half a day, and the great swordsman who relied on force to rely on his strength was shot through by such a long and thick crossbow arrow in front of his eyes, and he was killed, which scared the second prince to death. I never dreamed that the force of the Norton family was so terrifying, and I thought that the Shahin family and the Philim family in the palm of their hands actually raised the anti-flag, and on the way back to Gildusk City, they got the news that the two families were attacking the former archduke, forcing the second prince to turn around and leave the northland on the chain bridge in the Kenmax family's territory.

Originally, he hoped to get support from his father-in-law and borrow two or three more corps to fight back to the Northland, but he did not expect that the Grand Duke of Fisabrun had completely despaired of him, and the 100,000-strong army was wiped out, did he still think that the three corps would be able to kill the Northland? Grand Duke Fisabrun would never let the soldiers of the border guards he had worked so hard to build follow the second prince to his death.

The second prince, who was rejected by his father-in-law, rolled back to the royal capital of Wendibri, and the news of his defeat had spread throughout the kingdom. Without troops, no lord took him seriously, and the successive snubs made the second prince disheartened, and he hid in the Rose Palace to drown his sorrows with wine......

In the distance, there was the sound of music and laughter, and in the distance it was the side hall where the queen was, where a ball was being held.

"This damn slut!" the second prince scolded viciously with red eyes, no one on his side cared, and that damn slut also held a dance party to invite the first all-night carnival. If it weren't for the black face of his father-in-law, Grand Duke Fisabrun, the second prince would really want to take a sword and go over and kill all the ***** husbands and daughters.

"Get out!" The second prince kicked on a naked body next to the table that was covered in bruises, this was a servant woman who brought him wine, but he was caught by the second prince to vent ****, and he was killed.

The servant woman crawled out uncovered with the joy that she had finally saved 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't be so decadent and depressed anymore. An old voice rang out in the dimly lit hall.

"Then what can I do? All my belongings have been lost in the city of Gildusk, the money I have stolen from the Duchy of Madras is gone, and the First Legion of the Kingdom that I have worked so hard to build up for three years is gone......!

A tall figure appeared in front of the second prince, who was the second prince's swordsmanship teacher since childhood, and the only great swordsman by his side, Galinan.

"Your Majesty, no matter how you say you're a king, if you don't cheer up, the kingdom will have no future. There is no one to recruit again, there is no money to find a way to earn, don't you still have two iron mines? You can consider cooperating with the chamber of commerce of the business alliance last time and contract the iron ore to them, then you will have money, and you can rearm again if you have money......"

"No, no, half of the iron ore production will be provided to my father-in-law and their legion for armament replenishment...... The second prince shook his head, trying to sober himself up: "Yes, teacher, you are right, since that old guy doesn't care about my life or death, then why should I provide him with weapons and equipment for nothing! I will go to the people of that chamber of commerce tomorrow and cooperate with them, as long as I give me money to rearm my equipment, I don't mind cooperating with the devil!"

"By the way, teacher, can you please go to the Northlands? I want the head of the Norton family master, if I don't kill him, I can't sleep, if it weren't for him, how could I be driven out of the Northlands, there is nothing......" The second prince's eyes flashed with madness and anger.

"Your Majesty, assassination is not the way of kings, there has never been a king who wants to assassinate a lord, and your reputation will be ...... if it spreads"

"I don't care!" The second prince shouted frantically: "I must kill him, teacher, you bring back his head to me, and I will make him into a wine glass! Teacher, you can fulfill my wish by just one trip, even if you don't think about me, then think about your junior brother, my Uncle Ruinsi, he died so miserably, don't you want to take revenge? Have you forgotten how your master told you to take care of this junior brother before he died?"

The tall figure was silent, and after a long time, Galinan spoke: "Your Majesty, I am willing to go to the Northland and bring back the head of the Norton family master." But I hope you don't make such a request in the future......"

...... (To be continued.) )