The steam engine was working, and its rotating flywheel drove a series of gears, pulling the chain-driven mine cars out of the mine one after another.
The mine workers waiting nearby, under the explanation of the workers from Tangmo Datang Group, easily opened the wrench above, allowing the rotation of the steam engine to detach from the entire mechanism, and the mine cars stopped.
On the other side, workers next to the rails stepped forward, turned the mine carts filled with ore sideways, and poured out the ore inside.
The remaining miners hurriedly shoveled the ore further away with shovels. The whole process was done in one go and at an unimaginably fast speed.
This is just the first revolution in mining. After more mining equipment is available, the speed of human mining of ores will soon accelerate tenfold and hundreds of times, to a level that even humans themselves find terrifying.
Take a look at the huge craters in Siberia. Human beings are as small as dust in front of the huge craters dug by themselves.
"Miss! We have tested it. As long as this machine can keep running, our mining speed will be three times faster than before!" A foreman of a mine carefully looked at the clock next to him and said to the person standing there.
Alice said without saying a word.
"Very good! At least our money was not wasted, right?" Alice said with a smile on her face without looking back.
She was admiring a work of art, a work of art that she had always dreamed of owning. This machine could really use a few people to shovel coal and make a fire, and complete the work that only giants could complete.
She has been looking at this machine for more than ten minutes. This machine has no intention of resting. It just keeps spinning and spinning, and it spurts out steam from time to time, as if it is alive.
This is Beiling's biggest support, and this is Beiling's future! With such machinery, her father can own more industries, more money, and more strength to revitalize the Luo Ning family!
Standing here, she suddenly remembered that Tang Mo had even sent her the drawings of the steam engine.
Those precious drawings, more dazzling than jewelry, were lying on her dressing table at this moment, with lines of beautiful handwriting on each one.
It felt so good to have a man she had never met offer the most dazzling pearl in the world. This feeling made her hot and made her face look like a ripe apple.
Compared with the young man far away in Bunas, those aristocratic talents who had ever pursued their ideas were simply scum.
They only have the shadow of their parents, only clichés, and only money and status that do not belong to them at all...
Those poems that were bought with money and eulogized her beauty were really just a bunch of useless words in front of that pile of drawings.
When she saw the letter "Dedicated to the beautiful Miss Alice" written on the pile of drawings sent by Tang Mo, she felt that those words were so beautiful that she couldn't help but
To touch.
"Bah..." The pressure relief valve on the steam engine once again removed the excess steam, blowing the gauze around Alice's neck, rubbing her slender neck, itching and feeling extremely comfortable.
"Purchase five more steam engines from Tang Mo! By the way, let our workers take a good look at these things." Alice put away her little girly thoughts, brushed her long hair on the temples with her hands, and pulled out the slightly
Her messy hair was tucked behind her ears.
She swung her long legs and walked towards her carriage step by step, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face: "Where is father? He went to the military camp again?"
"Yes! Miss!" The guard following Alice bowed slightly and helped Alice open the door of the carriage.
Many aristocratic girls can ride horses, but it is really rare to see them often ride horses when going out. Because riding horses will affect the shape of their legs, aristocratic ladies prefer to ride in carriages.
They only choose horseback riding when they are at parties or on the road, as a fashionable sport or for social entertainment.
Alice is no exception. She is also a girl, a girl who loves to be beautiful and pays attention to her body shape, so although she occasionally looks heroic, most of the time she is more ladylike.
This is women, they can be charming, sexy or cute, but they are only willing to show these different images to a certain man.
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On the school field, Ronin Fischereau was riding a war horse, watching his 1st Infantry Battalion of the Northridge Regiment conduct its first large-scale live-fire shooting exercise after the Northridge Regiment was equipped with new weapons.
Rows of soldiers lined up neatly in the broad fields, facing the strong north wind, waiting for orders with their chins raised.
These soldiers wearing bright yellow military uniforms were carrying on their shoulders a just-enough quantity of 410 Datang Group K1 fast guns.
The Needle Guns of the Tang Dynasty have been serving in the army of Beiling for more than a day or two. In fact, the main force of Count Fischereau's command has actually practiced this weapon in batches.
Many people have used this weapon for target practice more than once, and have also conducted simulated loading training dozens of times.
The Earl is not an idiot. Although he can't get so many actual needle guns, he can make models out of wood to provide training props.
After using props for advance training, the purpose of accelerated training can be achieved by letting soldiers come into contact with real objects to strengthen training memory.
Originally, the soldiers of the North Ridge Regiment were all elite soldiers selected from a hundred, and their understanding was obviously higher than those of the soldiers who made up the numbers.
Therefore, after more than two months of training, the soldiers of the 1st Battalion have now completed the change of uniforms, which makes the Earl extremely proud.
"Raise the gun!" A commander, surrounded by a group of knights, held up the wolf flag of Beiling and gave the order loudly.
After hearing the order, the soldiers put down the needle guns on their shoulders and made straight shooting movements.
Although they are all wearing the standard bright yellow military uniforms of the Wright Kingdom, there are obviously some differences in their outfits. Their armed belts are more scientific, and the position of the ammunition on the sides is also more scientific.
All soldiers were issued with uniform bayonets and the same kettles behind them. These were all attributed to Tang Mo. They were Tang Mo's mass-produced equipment, which improved the mental outlook of the Northridge Regiment to a new level.
"Fire!" Following the officer's order, the first row of soldiers pulled the trigger, and the dense gunfire startled the birds in the distance.
A whole row of soldiers opened fire almost at the same time, and a white mist instantly filled the front of the entire battle formation. Behind this white mist, the soldiers who fired put down their rifles almost at the same time, lowered their heads and began to clean the barrels of their guns.
A few seconds later, they skillfully took out a new round of ammunition from the ammunition pouch under their ribs - Mini bullets with paper shells.
Because it is more consistent with the rifling, Tang Mo's needle gun is more accurate than the flintlock gun. The use of rifling fundamentally increases the effective range of the gun for the first time.
Shortly after a round of salvo firing, before the smoke dispersed, the Northridge soldiers who had fired the first bullet picked up their rifles again.
These soldiers are now almost bursting with self-confidence, because they know that they have been equipped with the most powerful rifles of this era. They are now much more powerful than their enemies!
They have no reason not to be confident, because the rifle in the hands of their enemies has a rate of fire that is only one-third of the rate of fire of the K1 fast rifle!
No one can survive the violent blow of the K1 gun! What’s more, the Earl has also established a "pistol team"!
Elite cavalry equipped with Beiling revolvers can cut into the enemy's most vulnerable parts at the most critical time and disintegrate the enemy's formation in an instant.
Ronin Fischereau had been fighting all his life, and he knew that even the troops he brought out could not withstand the crushing firepower of six consecutive volleys.
As long as this cavalry unit enters the battlefield, the enemy general has only one choice to make: commit suicide or surrender, or gather the defeated troops and commit suicide or surrender...
"Second column, come forward!" Not far away, an officer shouted the order, and the wolf flag twitched in the fierce wind.
Fischerot was thinking about his daughter. He heard that Tang Mo had given all the blueprints of the steam engine to his daughter. When he heard about this, he suddenly felt like he had been robbed of his home.
How did that bastard get so lucky that he found what his daughter was most interested in? And this bastard was so courageous that he gave up his most precious invention.
…
It's really damning to think about it! My most precious and precious thing...no one has dared to touch it for more than ten years...is suddenly in danger. Who can keep calm?
"What a beautiful thought!" He complained loudly in his heart, and then let out a long and helpless sigh - he knew that if that Tang Mo continued to run wild on the road of making money, his daughter might actually fall in love with him secretly.
After all, who knows whose family grows the cabbage...
A knight galloped on his horse in the distance, and did not slow down until he was close. The knight on the horse nodded in greeting and reported: "Sir! The weapons sent from the royal city have arrived! 1,000 Cyric flintlock guns!
The quantity is 100 more...but..."
"But?" Earl Fischereau raised his eyebrows and put his daughter's matter aside for the time being.
"But the 30 cannons they promised us before, they shied away and said they would have to wait two months..." The knight who came to report the news reined in the reins and turned the horse around in a circle, saying angrily.
"It doesn't matter! The war is ahead. I hope they can deliver the artillery on time!" Fischereau glanced at the soldiers of the 1st Battalion over there and said confidently.
