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Chapter 53 The Power of Gunpowder

The sound of the explosion was like thunder from the sky, and the surrounding orc slaves opened their eyes wide, their hearts were beating wildly, and fear was written all over their faces.

The site where Allen exploded was 300 meters away from the gunpowder factory, and the military training team was also training in the distance. They kicked out in unison under the command of the orc instructor, lined up very neatly, and shouted loud slogans Voice: "One two one, one two one..."

The orcs were in high spirits, their throats rolled, and they roared the loudest.

The instructor saw the figure of Alan in the distance, and also worked very hard to train the army.

However, this perfect military training didn't last long. The orcs' ears twitched slightly, and suddenly their hair stood on end.

"Boom!"

The loud slogans were completely covered by the explosion, and the distant forest was silent for a second, and some birds flew out of the forest in a panic, breaking the silence of the forest.

Beside the army, Natasha, who was training soldiers, was startled suddenly. She bowed her waist and drew out her dagger to guard her surroundings. She was instinctively afraid, but she didn't see the danger coming.

Turning his head and looking at the source of the sound, he happened to see a bright red flame rising from Allen's side, and black smoke rising into the sky.

"what is that?"

Natasha was in a daze, completely unable to understand what happened over there.

"No, Alan is over there, there is danger!"

Natasha's complexion changed drastically. Allen was the core of the rise of the Great Iron Village. If he died, the Great Iron Village would have no future to speak of.

Slowly, she ran all the way, proficient in assassin skills, she plunged into the chaotic crowd to save people.

The orc slaves were terrified, screaming desperately, crowding, retreating and running away, fearing that the flame goddess behind them would take their lives.

Natasha's speed was very fast. After awakening, she gained higher flexibility and stronger dynamic vision. She was like a swimming fish, twisting and dodging dozens of times in the turbulent crowd of orcs, and no slave hit her.

When Natasha rushed to Alan's side, she realized that she was worrying too much. Alan was unharmed, and the deputy village chief next to him said calmly for Alan: "Everyone, don't run away, this place is safe, really !"

"Is it safe here?"

Natasha froze for two seconds before she had time to aim at the center of the explosion.

A small crater was blasted there, the blasted soil was scattered around, light dust was flying all over the sky, and the black smoke at the scene was slowly rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The orcs' noses are very sensitive, and they smell the pungent smell of black powder explosion. It is very smelly and unpleasant, and it feels uncomfortable to inhale it.

"Natasha, you send the army to manage the scene and don't let the slaves mess up."

Allen's voice was calm, and Natasha woke up instantly, and immediately replied: "Yes!"

After 1 minute, the slaves returned in an orderly manner under the suppression of the army.

"Everyone has also seen that the things you make are so dangerous. You must be more serious in your work in the future. If you want to survive, you must strictly follow the steps I taught you to make black powder."

The slaves lowered their heads and were terrified a long time ago. Only the head of the black powder factory put his legs together, raised his hands in salute, and said loudly that he understood.

The director of the black powder factory is from Datiecun. He is 42 years old and is not within the age stipulated by Allen to join the army, so he applied for the position of director of the gunpowder factory.

By the way, the orcs in Datie Village often work and are very strong, so Allen set the upper limit of joining the army at 40 years old.

After this month's food improvement, the villagers of Datie Village initially got rid of the impression of thin ribs, and some awakened people already have a strong muscular outline, and their potential to serve as soldiers is self-evident.

Allen trained a wave of slaves. After sending the slaves away, the villagers who participated in the military training also had a 10-minute break. They ran to the explosion pit one after another to observe the horror of the black powder explosion.

Hood, who supervised the work of the whole village, came sweating. Although he did not see the scene of the fire rising to the sky, the "thunder" that erupted in the village was so loud that it was difficult for him to know.

Hood stood on tiptoe to look at the pit, then squatted down to touch the dark soil. The tail of the cat behind him stood up straight, indicating that he was in a very serious and rigorous state.

After checking the impact of the explosion, Hood walked up to Allen with a flattering face, rubbed his rough palms, "Mr. Allen, is black powder the power of Thor?"

Allen glanced at the priest silently, "If it's you, then so be it."

Without chemical knowledge, no matter how he explained the orcs, it was difficult to understand. In the end, he thought of the illusory and non-existent Thor, so let them guess.

The priest's heartbeat accelerated, and Allen even mastered the power of Thor. Which god's power will he master next time?
Terrible, I really can't think about it.

The priest's tail swayed from side to side, his smile became a little stiff, and he said:

"Is it too dangerous to let those slaves make gunpowder... What I'm saying is that those slaves will not keep secrets. If they escape, the gunpowder formula will be spread to other towns, which is not good for our village."

When the deputy village chief heard this question, he also felt that it was necessary to guard against it, "Master Alan, it is not appropriate to let slaves make gunpowder. Why don't you draw some people from the army to make gunpowder?"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. I have already sent people to do the secrecy work. The Datie Village will increase the foreign population in the future, so the villagers don't need to move for the time being." Allen shook his head and rejected the suggestion of the two orcs.

After testing the strength of the gunpowder, Allen went to the blacksmith's shop and assigned another group of slaves to make round lead bullets.

There are lead mines in the mines of Datie Village, but it is not the main mining ore in Datie Village. If Morning Glory Town does not need lead mines, there will be no orcs mining lead mines at all.

Lead ore is widely distributed and easy to extract, and because lead is very soft, has a low melting point and is easy to process, some orcs have already transported lead ore to blacksmiths.

Why bullets made of lead?
The lead metal is very soft, and after hitting the orc, all the kinetic energy is released, and the bullet deforms and shatters immediately, causing damage to the trumpet-shaped cavity, and the creation area is a hundred times the cross-section of the projectile.

The key point is that lead is poisonous. After entering the human body, it will destroy the hematopoietic system, hinder the synthesis of hemoglobin, and cause anemia. In addition, it also affects the digestive system, damages the brain center and peripheral nervous system, and is extremely harmful.

But the slaves who are responsible for making lead bullets don't need to know that much, just remember their own operation steps carefully.

Windsor still watched Alan's teaching people by the side. She found that Alan's teaching people only taught each person a little bit, and let the orcs only be responsible for one processing step.

Division of labor?

Windsor didn't think about efficiency, but only thought that this was an excellent method of keeping secrets.

Each slave only knows one step of the production steps, and cannot master all of them. Even if they escape, they cannot disclose all the steps.

The details of Master Allen are literally endless, and once again Windsor has a sense of her own smallness.

　Today, I have to be cheeky to recommend a place next week, and I am going to put it on the shelves on February 2st.

　　Put it up in the morning, see the light early, and see how many orders there are. There are currently 4712 favorites for this book.

　　By the way, the number of collections is not credible. I have 77 collections and [-] subscriptions in my last book. Who would dare to believe it? ? ?

　　


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