Chapter 141 The torrent of dams and diversions (2 more)
The world of Azeroth is a world where technology and fantasy coexist.
There are powerful beings like the Demon King Sargeras, a super individual who can penetrate the planet with one blow, as well as space fleets and the like. At the time of the Second Dark Portal War, artillery had already been installed on the Ironforge dwarves.
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It's just that humans still have backward muzzle-loading guns, with heavy barrels that generally exceed one ton, making most of them unable to be used in field battles and can only be used as fortress guns or naval guns.
The biggest reason why the barrel is too heavy is that the casting process of the barrel is not up to standard.
At present, the clay mold casting method is used to manufacture cannons. There are many casting defects inside the cast cannons, and the material strength is poor. Compared with weapons that require high strength like cannons, the thickness of the barrel wall can only be increased.
Thickness increases strength, so it is very bulky.
However, the emergence of sandbox players and these real cheaters directly changed the technology tree of the alliance.
In fact, McDonald has thought about it, is the most awesome time traveler a mold worker?
Anyway, he isn't.
But there are sand sculpture players!
They offered to help McDonald get artillery.
Let me tell you, since we have mines at home, it doesn't matter, just do whatever you want.
If you don’t have a mold, you can just use sanding to make it yourself.
The general method is to first use a flat wooden board to make a mold of what you want, then pour in sand, compact it hard, and let it shape. Remove the wooden board, then pour molten iron into the sand mold, and finally get a surface
Rough iron mold.
It is definitely unusable like this, and the iron mold must be polished. In the absence of electric grinding tools, it can only be polished by hand with a file, and after it is smoothed, it can be further polished with sandpaper.
This thing takes a lot of time, so even a little patience won't do it.
After polishing is completed, molten metal can be poured into the iron mold.
Fortunately, Stratholme possesses a metal more powerful than copper and iron—Thorium!
The metal properties of this thing are stronger than most crude steel, which allows Stratholme to temporarily skip building blast furnaces and other things.
Of course, to this day, when a standard 12.5kg piece of Thorium ingot is sold for 40 gold coins, a Thorium cannon weighing more than 1 ton is worth more than 3,500 gold in terms of the metal itself. Not to mention casting.
Other human and material resources required.
When this thing came out, I don’t know how many knights drooled over it - if it was used to make armor, how many sets of full-body armor could be made?
If the family is ruined to this extent, it is recognized that only the Duke of Stratholme, who has a mine in his family, can afford it.
The old version of the red-coat cannon of the ancient Chinese Dynasty had a range of only 1,500 meters.
The performance of this 88mm caliber Thorium cannon is hard to say. After all, it is an experimental product, and there is no rifling in the barrel.
However, based on the idea that this thing is hard enough and will not explode, the sick operator (player) filled it with more than 300 iron bullets the size of soybeans, euphemistically called "soybean bombs".
[Dense Explosive Powder] explodes in one shot.
A violent beam of iron sand passed across the sky above the Northland Fortress.
The orc rider only felt a dark curtain coming over him, and there was no way to hide.
Too bad!
The beautiful and cool dragon eagle, seen from a distance, the edges of its wings are as bright as blood.
It's really bloody now.
The wing membrane, which was not thin in the first place, was full of holes of all sizes. The sharp dying cry of the dragon eagle and the screams of the orc riders persisted for a long time even after falling, echoing throughout the valley.
The humans suddenly burst into wild cheers.
"Oooh!"
"Is he dead? Is he dead?"
"You still want to fly over and attack us? You're just trying to eat shit!"
Soldiers don't care how much it costs to build a one-ton cannon. They only know that these exaggerated-looking big guys can protect the tops of their heads, and that's enough.
Recently, they had heard a lot about the tragic situation of their fellow humans when Thoradin's Wall fell.
Now that they have a new patron saint, of course they celebrate without restraint.
Looking at the golden figures flashing across the fortress wall from time to time, Orgrim and Zuluhid were speechless for a long time.
The Stratholme Territory is indeed an iron turtle. Don't even think about getting in until the orcs figure out the logistics.
So, the orc bosses happily (and helplessly) decided to kill the elves first and turn this wonderful forest into their own hunting ground.
This principle is like flood discharge. The flood will always flow towards the side without the dam.
The elf... was deceived by a certain Duke with a strong sense of self-preservation.
Alleria and the others persisted for almost a month, but were still helplessly pushed by the large army of orcs and the trolls all the way to the edge of Yongsong Forest.
I thought this was the limit of the orcs, but unexpectedly, something happened to the rune circle that the high elves were proud of.
They were six-story-high almost trapezoidal black boulders.
"My... and my ancestors have spent countless generations unable to break through this damn defense." Zu Jin said with great resentment.
Looking at the rune stone that resembled the pattern of the Chinese women's toilet, with the word "earth" underneath, Orgrim knew that this was not an area he could interfere with.
"Gul'dan!?"
"Haha! I am happy to serve you, my great chief." Goudanpi stepped forward with a smile and looked at it carefully.
Most people in the world only remember Gul'dan's cruelty and insidiousness, and his terrifying fel magic, but few people notice that he is a rare master of space magic.
Let me ask, how can a guy without some space magic skills be able to create the Dark Portal?
The rune array that the elves are proud of is not worth mentioning in front of Goudan, who is a demigod-level magician. In fact, he can break the array immediately.
Goudan will not let go of this opportunity to rip off the great chief.
"It can be cracked, but I need sacrifices! A lot of living sacrifices!" Goudan's eyes flashed with a cunning light.
He had already had other ideas.
During the previous siege of Stormwind City, Medivh was unexpectedly attacked by human troops, which affected the spiritual connection between him and Gul'dan.
Gul'dan knew that Medivh's death was approaching, and tried to sneak into his mind to find the power of Sargeras, but when his spirit penetrated Medivh's soul, Medivh died.
The mental storm caused by the demigod mage before his death affected Goudan, causing Goudan to fall into a long sleep. When he woke up, Orgrim had killed Gul'dan's puppet chief Blackhand and eliminated
to the Shadow Council to consolidate his power.
Now that he finally waited until Orgrim asked him for help, of course he took the opportunity to unleash a wave of evil energy.
As soon as Orgrim heard this, he knew that he was going to do something like opening the Dark Portal to sacrifice the Draenei again, and he frowned instinctively.
But he finally agreed.
"Give Gul'dan the prisoner of the Goldenmist Village first!" he ordered Varok Saurfang.
That night, a corner of the elves' rune formation collapsed, and the orcs invaded Yangfan Port...
The Sun King, who was impatient, was really shocked for the first time. He urgently sent a messenger for help, and rushed through Dalaran's newly built portal in the city of Lordaeron.
