Chapter 500 Secret Weapon
Of course I have to go, this is the treasure I have been thinking about for a year!
In the research institute next to the City Lord's Mansion, Song Liyun first saw the palm thunder that had been successfully developed earlier!
The cast iron cylinder was made of leather, oval in shape, and complete with a pressure ring and safety pin, exactly like the grenade she remembered.
Elder Yu said happily, "Young Madam, these palm thunders can explode in five breaths once thrown out.
We've tried it, and the area half a meter around the explosion point will be scratched by the iron pieces!"
He tried it by tying a sheep next to him. When the grenade exploded, the sheep was still alive, but its body was covered with wounds from the iron pieces and it was bleeding profusely. In the end, it died after bleeding out.
Song Liyun calculated silently in her mind and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yu. At the current speed, how many can you make in a day?"
Speaking of which, the lethality of these grenades is not as great as that of arrows.
The grenade's explosion range is half a meter in radius, which is the distance between two horses.
Moreover, the human throwing range is only ten meters, and it still causes scratches.
The range of a bow and arrow is ten zhang, or thirty meters, which is three times that of a grenade. Combined with the speed of the horse, it can arrive in an instant.
Moreover, grenades have a ten-second delay, so in a one-on-one fight, grenades may not necessarily win.
However, every inch has its own merits and demerits, and each has its own brilliance.
The advantage of thermal weapons is that they require low technical skills from the user.
A mature archer needs ten years of training, plus superb riding skills, so he must be one in a hundred.
A qualified thrower only needs three training sessions, and can even just grab anyone who is brave enough to take the lead.
The only thing left is the cost of production.
As long as there are enough of them, even if we just let kids throw grenades randomly, they can be used as an elite force.
Old Yu held up five fingers and said, "Young Madam, we can make five a day. Right now, we have fifty in the warehouse!"
Song Liyun clicked her tongue. The quantity was a bit small, but as long as it was used well, she could still be invincible.
After the iron and coal mines were discovered three years ago, Zhao Tinglei sent a large amount of gunpowder to blast the mountains and start mining.
Song Liyun's eyes also fell on the gunpowder.
In this era, gunpowder was used in fireworks, fire starters and blasting mountains.
When blasting rocks from a mountain, the stonemasons would first use a chisel to carve out a hole in the stone, fill it with gunpowder, and then light the fuse.
There is no standardized construction, everything depends on experience, which is very dangerous. People may get hurt if you are not careful, so it is not necessary unless it is absolutely necessary.
Song Liyun asked people to develop better gunpowder and grenades.
As for guns... that won't work. Without fine iron and precision machinery, any gun you make will explode, and it's just a fire stick.
This time, Yu Laowanyouyou asked her to watch the experiment not with a grenade, but with two land mines.
It is made of porcelain, coated with green glaze on the outside, filled with gunpowder, and can be detonated by a bamboo tube.
Because its shape resembles a tribulus terrestris fruit, it is also called fire tribulus terrestris.
In the cart that Lin Qingyuan brought this time, apart from some basic living supplies, there were several large carts of specially made pottery jars and gunpowder bamboo tubes.
After a month of repeated preparations, it has now been completed.
In a depression outside Mida City, Mr. Yu had people carefully bury the ceramic jar in the pit, covering it with soil and stone seeds.
The sheep were driven over and trampled on the place where the pottery jar was buried, and there was no movement.
Song Liyun looked at Mr. Yu with a serious expression.
Yu Lao explained: "The flock of sheep is not heavy enough. These mines are aimed at people and horses!"
Next, a group of enraged bulls ran past, and there were two "boom" sounds.
Hundreds of meters away, Song Liyun saw the result clearly through the telescope. The scene was bloody, but it also implied success.
Yu Lao's men rushed over quickly to check the two cows that had been blown into a pile of rotten meat.
Song Liyun asked Mr. Yu, "How many mines can you make every day?"
Old Yu blinked without saying anything. Wan Youyou, who was hiding in the trench with his son in his arms, said, "There's nothing wrong with me!"
Old Yu said firmly, "We have ready-made pottery jars and bamboo tubes. As long as Miss Wan has enough gunpowder ingredients, we can make dozens a day!"
"good!"
Song Liyun felt relieved. With these things, her stable life would be more secure.
Most of the merchants returned home, and the city became much quieter, with only a few horses galloping by.
The only lively place is the big windmill by the river.
Now the river has begun to freeze, and the axles, driven by the strong wind, are hitting the water surface more vigorously, injecting water into the deep underground troughs and flowing into the city.
Snowflakes and splashing water mist condensed into ice shells on the surface of the tall windmills, gathering into icicles and ice spikes, which, under the reflection of the sunlight, were colorful and gorgeous.
Compared with the Rainbow Bridge in summer, it is another magnificent sight, attracting people from various tribes to come and worship again.
Wan Youyou was busy in the research institute, while Song Liyun was playing chess and reading with the maids in the warm room.
Madam Yun and Yuquan took care of Madam Wan's child while making underwear for Song Liyun.
Everything seemed peaceful and harmonious, except that Song Liyun was a little absent-minded.
Zhao Tingduo hasn't replied yet.
Although sometimes no letter is a good thing, swords and knives are merciless on the battlefield, and there are also some strange things about those Di people.
"Ma'am, you lose!"
Xiao Ye's face was flushed, she won another game of chess.
Song Liyun looked down and realized that she had accidentally surrounded a group of white pieces, creating a dead end.
"Haha, Xiao Ye is getting stronger and stronger. I'm sleepy. Let's play tomorrow!" Song Liyun said, putting down the chess piece.
"Yes, Madam, please take a rest first!"
Xiao Ye put away the chessboard. Yuquan, who was standing beside her, put down her embroidery frame and came over: "Young Madam, do you want to lie down for a while?"
"No, Yuquan, bring me your cloak. I'm going to take a walk on the street!" Song Liyun wanted to get up.
Yuquan held her up and said, "Madam, it's snowing heavily today, so you'd better not go. If there's anything, send Shitou to pass on the message!"
Yuquan did not lie to her. Ever since Lin Qingyuan's caravan left, the sky had been gloomy with occasional snowfall. In the past two days, it had become even heavier. The ground and the walls were covered in white, and the cold wind made the bricks and stones whimper.
Song Liyun lifted the curtain and took a look, then whispered, "Has there been any news from the caravan? Where are they?"
The caravan had left Mida City for five days. According to convention, they should have crossed the Zab River and would only need two more days to reach Hecheng.
However, the weather was not good after we set off, and the vehicle was heavy and moving slowly, so crossing the floating bridge over the Zab River might not be very smooth.
Yuquan shook his head: "Shitou didn't send any letter!"
Song Liyun had something on her mind, and she still wanted to go to the research institute, otherwise she would feel upset.
This time, Yuquan did not dissuade her. Instead, he took out a lamb wool cloak and put it on her. He also packed a copper hand-warming stove and then walked around the corridor and out.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the second door, he saw Shi Tou, who was responsible for reporting the news, running in with his clothes flying. He was obviously in a hurry and didn't even notice Song Liyun standing in the corner.
"Brother Shitou, why are you panicking? The young lady is here!" Yuquan called out to him.
Shitou heard the sound and stopped suddenly, almost falling down. He turned around and saw that the young lady was really there, so he quickly climbed over the railing and ran over.
"Young Madam, something happened to the caravan!" he said urgently.
Song Liyun's heart sank, but she said calmly, "Don't panic, come with me to the study and talk!"
(End of this chapter)
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