Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 493: One Nitrate, Two Sulfur, Three Charcoal, Add Some Sugar, Big Ivan
Xia Lin hasn't taken care of Fuliang these days, but with its set of mechanisms, Fuliang has actually been able to operate quite well on its own.

This is also what Xia Lin has always pursued: independent operation from the core. Non-major line-related decisions do not need to be made by the top leader. Of course, this is also because the scale is relatively small and most of the institutions are still run by the first generation.

The most amazing thing about the first generation may not be his ability but his vigorous and upward belief, so the entire Fuliang can still operate smoothly even out of Xia Lin's control.

Today is another graduation day, which means the time when a new batch of students from the academy will graduate. There are about two hundred people in this batch. Although they are not many in number, they are all very capable. Many of them no longer participate in the imperial examinations, but are directly assigned to work in different units based on the opportunities and assessments of the academy.

It might seem that it is very stressful to assign so many people at once, but in fact, most of these people have already been divided up before they leave the academy, and Ehu Academy is famous for its lenient admission and strict graduation policy. It doesn't cost money to study there, but if you want to graduate, it really depends on your luck and ability.

Today, three new people came to Fuliang Weapons Bureau, one of whom is the younger brother of the man known as Baitang Xianren. These two brothers are simply weapons fanatics, one specializes in studying the art of explosion and the other specializes in studying how to use explosions to kill enemies more efficiently.

"Brother, the stuff has arrived."

The younger brother of Baitangxianren walked into the weapons bureau carrying a large box. Baitangxianren was taking notes there at the moment. When he saw the box his younger brother brought over, he asked curiously, "What is this?"

"I'll ask the blacksmith to order something."

The boy opened the box as he spoke. Inside were all kinds of metal products in various shapes, including simple spheres, spindles, eggs, and ovals.

"What is this for?"

The Sugar Immortal just had a special liking for explosions, and he didn't have any special talent for these things. His brother smiled mysteriously: "Brother, do you think it's hard to raise an archer?"

"It's hard, of course it's hard."

"But if we can make something that can serve as ten or a hundred archers at a time, is that possible?"

"Just relying on these iron lumps?"

"Brother, don't worry."

The younger brother walked forward and drew a honeycomb-shaped disc on the paper: "Put a primer on the bottom of this disc, and then fill it with these iron lumps. Hundreds or thousands of iron lumps are thrown hundreds of feet into the air at once, and then they are made to fall into the enemy's formation. Brother, what shield can you say can block this?"

The Sugar Immortal bent down and weighed these iron lumps, and each one was about three to five pounds. That's hundreds of feet away. Even if it fell from a height of hundreds of feet, it would be almost unstoppable, even armor would not be able to stop it.

"Then what are your plans?"

"I was going to see which shape had the biggest impact first, and then see which shape could fly the farthest."

"Okay, I'll go and try it with you."

There are a lot of iron pipes here, so it is not difficult to spray these things out, but the problem is that not all of these shapes are suitable for flying, so you have to try them little by little.

But the results were always unsatisfactory. They did not give up and kept testing over and over again, constantly changing the size of the pipes and the size of the iron lumps.

Anyway, the cost of this thing is definitely low. The cost of an iron lump is actually much lower than that of an arrow. After all, this thing can be made not only of iron but also lead. Anyway, as long as it can smash someone to death, it's fine.

At first, it was just the two brothers Baitangxianren, but later on, the weapons bureau had been relatively idle recently and was looking for something to do, so a bunch of people started figuring out how to use this thing.

When many hands make light work, the fire burns higher. What originally took two people a lot of effort to make was quickly made out by a group of people working together.

But after repeated testing, this thing doesn't work well...

The first is that reloading is too troublesome. The time it takes for an archer to fire eight rounds in one cycle is enough, and the accuracy is uncontrollable. Once in the sky, the bullets will be scattered everywhere for various reasons, and will not have a good killing and coverage effect.

But these young people have one thing in common, which is that they never give up...

At this moment, someone brought up the idea, saying, "What if we build a very large cannon, and make the shell into three layers, with the innermost layer filled with gunpowder, and the outer layer with one or two layers of iron sheets, and the two layers filled with these small iron beads?"

Everyone said they didn’t know and it was hard to imagine, but since there was a proposal, let’s get started.

So this group of young people with strong hands-on skills and a fearless spirit made an 86-pound cannonball with their own hands.

The tin-sealed collision fuze technology was used, and the whole material was copper casting. Although it was a bit extravagant, it was the first time after all, and only copper was more suitable for the relevant characteristics. Of course, the filling inside was also sufficient, anyway, it could blow up their test building. After this shell was made, they started to build the gun barrel. Although the casting technology of floating beams is now very mature, no one has made such a large caliber thing. The thickness of the shell alone is about five inches.

Just for this cannon, the people in the foundry cursed for three days, but they still cast the cannon barrel for them despite cursing.

Because I heard that the amount of gunpowder this time is six to ten times that of the past, so the weight of this gun barrel is more than 2,400 kilograms. If it is equipped with a base, the weight can reach 5,000 kilograms...

It's really pitiful to make such a thing with 5,000 kilograms of steel. Moreover, it needs the force of two horses at the same time to transport it. Even when assembling it, a hoisting wheel must be built first to assemble the various parts.

But no matter what, this thing was finally made.

Looking at the unprecedented caliber and size, Baitang Xianren reached in and touched the rifling of the cannon, and firmly felt the beauty of power brought by steel and industry.

Many people were now circling around this big guy, and they only had one shell to use.

“You must succeed.”

The head of the weapons bureau looked at the thing with his hands on his hips, praying in his heart. At this moment, a young man from outside the customs suddenly stopped loading the gun: "How about... I jump it?"

"You jump!"

The young brother put on the shaman costume that was only available in his hometown, and muttered some lyrics that were difficult to understand. Then the other brothers began to jingle and tap the keys to follow his rhythm.

They are obviously the most scientific department in the entire Wei Dynasty, but at this moment they are doing the most mysterious thing...

To show their sincerity, they also offered sacrifices of pigs, cows and sheep, and even specially bought a jar of good wine from someone's family. During the sacrifice, they greased the cannon barrel and kowtowed three times and nine times. It was very grand and solemn.

After a whole hour of hard work, this strange ceremony was finally over. All the idiots in the weapons department stood next to the cannon and praised it. Finally, it was time to load the gunpowder.

The oversized propellant bag specially designed for it was loaded into the gun barrel, and everyone pulled the detonating cord very long. After all, with ten times the charge plus the twelve kilograms of high-explosive gunpowder in the shell, if the barrel exploded, it would be estimated that everyone within fifty meters would be wiped out.

"The auspicious time has arrived! Reload!"

The huge shell was loaded into the barrel by two people together. Hearing the sound of it sliding to the bottom, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then everyone retreated, leaving only the Sugar Immortal, who was best at explosions, to control the fuse.

He was seen pulling the fuse, sticking his butt out, and retreating to the back with a bit of respect, then placing the fuse solemnly in the hands of the weapons bureau boss.

"Boss, come here."

The boss also swallowed silently, took a deep breath, and pulled with all his strength. The trigger spring was touched, and then the hammer hit the trigger point of the propellant. In an instant, the gun barrel let out a roar like a dragon, and a flame with purple light spit out from the muzzle.

In a short while, a thick smoke rose from the foothills two or three thousand meters away. They immediately rushed towards the opposite mountain like crazy. The otakus who usually gasped for breath after walking a few hundred meters quickly, now instantly became flying on the grass, and a group of people rushed over like monkeys coming down the mountain to find food.

When they got there, all they saw was devastation. The area within about thirty meters had obviously suffered a huge impact, and some smaller trees were even blown down by the artillery fire. Thousands of small iron beads contained in the shells were scattered like fairy flowers within an area of ​​fifty to one hundred meters in radius. Even the hard boulders were nailed three inches deep. There was not a single living thing on the entire mountain. Some were directly killed by the shock, while others were beaten like a sieve by the densely packed small steel bullets.

Everyone cheered at the first sight of success!
But at this moment, someone suddenly asked: "Do you think our armor can withstand this? If so, how many layers can it withstand?"

The gang fell silent, and then their leader suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "Try?"

"Then try it!"

For the next half month, this place was like a Taoist fellow undergoing a tribulation, with thunder booms coming from time to time, and during this period they even blew away nearly a hundred sets of Fuliang armor.

These armors are completely useless under artillery fire of this caliber. The shock wave can directly kill the pigs wearing the armor. Even if they are a little further away, as long as one of the dense bullets hits the pig's body, it will directly make the pig lose the ability to walk.

Recently, people in the county have often reported that they can find small iron balls in the steamed buns, but it is not clear where these iron balls come from.

However, with the help of these pigs, both the cannon and the armor received a wave of epic update patches...

Except for the fact that the money manager in Fuliang was about to go berserk, everything else was going in a good direction...

(End of this chapter)