Chapter 8: killer
After sending the servant Ron away, Paul happily checked the "goods" on the ground again.
"Haha, how can we be worthy of our identity as a time traveler if we don't use some big killers."
That's right, these things on the ground are sulfur, charcoal and saltpeter, the raw materials for making black powder. Speaking of black powder, this is really a good thing for home travel and house robbery.
What broke the solid armor of western feudal knights? It is gunpowder. What helped Pizarro conquer the vast Inca Empire? It is gunpowder.
"And this time, gunpowder will help me, Paul Grayman, to 'civilize' this different world."
According to his original idea, he wanted to directly manufacture matchlock guns or flintlock guns in batches, so he asked Philip to gather a large group of blacksmiths, but because spring plowing was approaching, it was time for farmers to make and maintain farm tools. Let it go. Before I can prove the "great significance" of my "cross-age invention", I have to find one or two blacksmiths to make two guns experimentally to open the eyes of these aliens. Some "big gun battles", armed with a group of grenadiers.
He immediately met the servant who had just arrived in the next tent.
"Ron must have told you that you must not reveal a word about anything that happened here, otherwise..." He gestured and wiped his neck.
Everyone said yes.
"Okay, let everyone come here to create a secret weapon. It will be our magic weapon to defeat the enemy. If you do a good job, I will definitely reward you heavily."
He pointed to one of the familiar servants, "Kelly, these people will be under your control from now on."
Then he took out the gunpowder raw materials he brought over and said: "This is what you brought over, saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal. In the eyes of the world, these are very common things, but I accidentally discovered that mixing them in a certain proportion , creating a mixture that burns violently."
Without blushing, he took the credit for himself.
Then he mixed the three raw materials that had already been ground into powder according to the ratio of one nitrate, two sulfur, and three charcoals, told everyone to stay away, took out a long matchstick, and used a torch (a kind of fire stick used to preserve fire) tool) to ignite, lightly touch the mixture from a distance.
"Ah!" Everyone exclaimed.
I saw that small pile of powder suddenly burst into dazzling flames, followed by a burst of thick smoke, and as the thick smoke spread, an indescribable smell filled the tent.
"Did you see it? The burning was very violent, and it burned out almost instantly."
Indeed, the former mixture has now become a heap of slag.
"The lord wants to use this to make a weapon?" The clever person has already understood his intention.
"Yes, I call this mixed powder gunpowder, and it will become our weapon against pirates. But just burning it is not enough, and it will not pose any real threat to pirates, so I plan to put them in A sealed container, so that when it burns, it can produce a strong explosion, thereby killing the enemy."
"This is just a general idea of mine. This weapon is only in the conceived stage. The specific best gunpowder formula, production process, and the shape and size of the container are more appropriate. Everyone needs to brainstorm. I declare here, In terms of weapon manufacturing in the future, every good idea that I approve will be rewarded with at least one silver coin, the greater the value, the more rewards."
When everyone heard that there was money to take, their eyes lit up, and they patted their chests to promise that they would not disappoint the lord.
"However, you have also seen the experiment just now. This kind of thing is very dangerous. If it is not operated properly, it will not only hurt yourself, but also endanger others, so you must be careful. I will write a safety regulation later, you guys Everyone has to memorize it word by word. From now on, I will conduct spot checks from time to time, and those who can’t remember will get out of here immediately. Humph... In order to prevent leaks, I’m afraid those who leave here will have to wait too long. It’s no longer a normal life.”
A group of people were coaxed and frightened, and they swore and swore to complete the task of the lord.
Paul summoned an internal affairs soldier and asked him to lead these people to familiarize themselves with the camp environment. Only a few blacksmiths were left behind.
He said to one of the older people, "I remember your name is Herman, right? You're the blacksmith in the castle."
"Yes, my lord, the little family has served the Earl's family for generations, and the old earl's armor was made by the little one."
"Well, good. You also saw the power of gunpowder just now, how do you feel?"
"Your Earl is truly a genius. If I hadn't seen its raw materials and production method with my own eyes, I would have doubted that it was a legendary magic."
"Yeah..." Nodding proudly, the admiration of the natives from other worlds made someone's vanity max.
"Haha, in fact, the weapon idea I just mentioned is just a crude way of using gunpowder. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com has other more subtle and better ways of using it."
"Oh? That's why the little ones are staying, right? Please tell the lord clearly."
Paul took out a piece of parchment and unfolded it slowly: "Look at this piece of paper, it looks like this, I need you to build a tubular weapon according to the drawing on it..."
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From then on, not far from the training camp, there was an area where ordinary soldiers were forbidden to enter, and the internal affairs soldiers patrolled and guarded it day and night. However, there are often strange explosions coming out of it, which still attracts some curious people to go to explore the secrets, and these people are all invited to "drink tea" by the newly established "picket team" without exception.
But how can just making some explosive gadgets and small thin iron pipes satisfy the Earl? They stepped up their search for men who were proficient in metal casting, preferably with experience in casting bells, and a good deal of bronze.
In addition to the picket team, another team was selected shortly afterwards. The members were all big men with big waists and strong backs. Makarov was also among them. In addition to performing regular training every day, they also arranged special training Time for another drill: Toss a large pile of lightly polished stones into circles you've drawn on the ground.
The name of the new team is: Grenadiers.
Many people murmured in their hearts: It seems that the training cost was too much a while ago, and the lord is too poor to afford bows and arrows, but if you use stones to hit the enemy, can't you use a sling with a longer throwing distance? Although I can't throw too big stones, but the distance is far enough. Throwing such a big and round stone with your arms, not to mention the short distance, your arms will lose strength after several times.
