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Chapter 130 Cast Steel Cannon Mold Technology

"Master Allen, it seems we can't move this cannon?"

Ivan poked his head to look at the design drawings. As an orc in the military department, he attached great importance to the functions of the new weapon. After seeing the blueprints, he immediately thought of the disadvantage of not being as flexible as the flintlock in combat.

"It's heavy, and you need to push it to walk, or pull it with a horse." Allen pointed to the wheel base of the cannon.

Ivan wondered: "But our cat tribe orcs are good at stealth and assassination. Once the speed slows down, we can't play a role. We are much weaker than the lion tribe."

"So I am going to set up another battery of artillery, which will be drawn from the stronger race.

Ivan, Natasha, you are the deputy ministers of the military department, and you are responsible for the selection of candidates, whether they are slaves or free people, you can hire them. "

Allen slowly revealed his plan, but Ivan and other assassins heard another meaning.

Allen is going to build other arms and integrate the multi-ethnic groups in the village!

With more and more slave teams in Tomorrow Town, more and more freemen are promoted in advance. The race of freemen in Tomorrow Town is no longer dominated by cat clan orcs, but lion clan accounts for half, cat clan accounts for half, Other races each accounted for a small half.

After the orcs in the military department fell into deep thought, the discussions of other blacksmiths reached their ears.

"Mr. Abel, what do you think of the cannon?" A senior blacksmith in the industry asked.

Abel didn't look at the wheels, but stared at the drawing for a while, recalling the barrel structure of the flintlock gun in his mind, and took a few seconds to figure it out, saying: "When the barrel of the flintlock gun is enlarged, it is a cannon. "

"But what about the bullets? The flintlock bullets are very small." The blacksmith asked further.

"Then make the bullet bigger and increase the amount of gunpowder."

Abel's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he deduced for a while, thinking that the power of the new weapon would be several times that of the flintlock.

In his opinion, the bigger the bullet, the more people it can hit, and it can even generate a violent shock wave from the explosion of the black powder can, even if it is not shot, it will still be injured by the shock wave.

After listening to Abel's analysis, the blacksmiths whispered to each other for a while, and they all felt that it made sense.

"Great idea!"

"But the amount of gunpowder increases, and the large barrel needs better materials, otherwise it will be blown apart."

A certain blacksmith continued to question that he forged more barrels recently, and he had his own understanding of forging barrels.

The musket has a risk of bursting. Every shot will make the quality of the barrel deteriorate and become more and more fragile. The increase in the amount of gunpowder in the cannon will make the barrel withstand a stronger impact. If the material is not strong, it will not be used much. Second-rate.

Allen was very relieved to see that the orcs were aware of the problem of materials science, "Don't worry about this, the steel produced by the converter is much better than before, and can be used to make cannon barrels."

Once the material science problem is solved, the next step is the research and development work step by step.

With Allen present, the research and development step was skipped directly. He had a ready-made casting steel cannon mold making method in his mind. After recalling it for a few seconds, he briefly explained the drawings on the spot, so that the orcs had a preliminary impression of the cannon-making process.

To make a cast steel gun barrel, it is first necessary to use sand, water, clay and other materials to melt the metal to form the corresponding gun barrel mold.

Wait until the cast steel gun billet is formed, forged, punched the center hole, cut the outer circle with a boring machine, and then use a steam drilling machine to drill a qualified gun barrel.

After that, there is the difference between the forging of the breech-loading gun and the front-loading gun. Allen already has rubber on his side, so it is not a problem to hold the breath. In theory, it is feasible to make a threaded breech block for the breech-loading gun.

With almost no choice, Allen has put the breech gun on the agenda.

The huge gun barrel, breech breech block, and novel technical ideas made the blacksmiths fall into the storm of learning again.

"This time the boring machine tool should be more powerful."

"I don't know if the steel tools for converter steelmaking can be used."

"If it's useless, make another one, what are you afraid of!"

The blacksmiths have taken more classes and know that the quality of the material will determine the upper limit of their forging ability.

This class lasted for a long time. After listening to the class, the orcs were dizzy and needed to go home to rest and digest the gun-making knowledge they learned today.

Allen was a little tired after a day of lectures, so he finished the class and went back to rest.

With the opening of the classroom biology class, he has to go to the school to impart knowledge every day. He taught a group of orc teachers before, and they basically learned the first half of junior high school biology.

Due to the long-term teaching in five consecutive classes, the biology teachers have been able to learn the biology books by themselves, so Alan does not need to take the next biology class. He only needs to take one biology class every day, and the biology teachers can understand it by themselves.

After solving the biology class, physics and chemistry classes are the classes that will be opened in the near future. Allen also needs to spend a lot of time teaching in school.

At least until those orc teachers can completely teach themselves physics and chemistry before he can be released from school.

Alan came out of the steel mill and passed by the place where the orcs ate big pots of rice. With the smoke rising from the kitchen, he stopped voluntarily.

A group of orcs in green leather suits had gone through daily training that was dripping with heat and sweat, and they were already starving to the extreme. No matter what was in the big pot, they ate hard and were happy.

The cat-eared orcs wagged their tails, moved their ears, and ate happily.

"Master Alan, would you like a bowl?"

The lion-man slave in charge of cooking shook his cheerful tail and filled a bowl of white rice with ten pieces of fat and thin slices of meat, green vegetables, and sliced ​​local special fruits.

"Well, let's have a bowl."

Allen was sitting on the side of the road eating, and the soldiers were overjoyed, and surrounded him talking to Allen.

"Master Allen, I hit a bird today, haha, aren't my shooting skills very good!" a cat ear said excitedly.

Alan was eating, his chewing mouth stopped suddenly, and he asked, "What kind of bird is that, can't it be a pigeon?"

"It's not pigeons. Don't worry, Mr. Alan. The little carrier pigeons are good friends of our assassins. After collecting information, we need to rely on them to send messages. How could I use pigeons as targets?" the cat-eared orc was embarrassed.

"Then you can't shoot birds indiscriminately in the future, those birds will be of great use to our tomorrow town." Allen frowned, not liking orcs who shoot birds at will.

After more than two months, the birds around Tomorrow Town have been tamed by his animal language. It can be said that the forest birds in the territory of Ri Town are his eyeliner. Shooting them may make his The effectiveness of the language of the beast has dropped sharply, making some birds with enlightened intelligence think that the orc is not trustworthy, so they no longer help Alan.

"Don't shoot animals indiscriminately, shoot the whip if you want to practice."

Allen wanted to say that protecting animals is everyone's responsibility, but when he glanced at the pork in the bowl, he swallowed that sentence again and didn't say it.

The orcs don't understand why everyone eats animal meat every day, but they have to protect animals... But Alan's actions must have a deep meaning that ordinary people cannot understand. Orcs with low IQs can just agree without thinking.

　When it comes to the technical part, it's Calvin, heck, I actually want to make up for it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)