It was getting dark, and the new 'Harmonious Village' gradually became quiet. Except for the necessary sentries, no extra people were seen walking around in the village. But there were still torches burning in the houses in the corner of the village, and dozens or twenty black forest figures
The leading figures are gathering together.
Druinar slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Do you really want to be enslaved by goblins? The Magru tribe can mobilize two to three hundred bugbears, four to five thousand great goblins, and tens of thousands of goblin cannon fodder. We can't
How can we fight together?"
Fei Zhe, who was on the other end, was also furious. He also slapped the table and refuted: "Zul. Gray Skin can't possibly mobilize so many troops, not even half. Although the group of goblins is large in number, they are scattered throughout the Black Forest.
, there can’t be that many.”
Na'er cursed: "So you just want to cause trouble, right? In the end, everyone will become goblin slaves?"
"I'm doing this for everyone's benefit. No one can destroy all the goblins." Fei Zhe showed no sign of weakness.
An Tai sat in the middle and moderated in a low voice: "Everyone, please calm down. We are now discussing whether to give one-tenth of the troops to Victor Hugo's command? This has nothing to do with how many troops the goblins have."
"Of course / of course not!" Na'er and Feizhe shouted at the same time, staring at each other like needles.
Luke, who was also at the table, said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid the White Crow camp will really be unable to hold on. When the goblins free up their hands, they will definitely come to attack the orc stronghold occupied by Victor Hugo. We are going to
Are we going to fight head-on with the goblins here? What good will it do to us to fight head-on?"
"It depends on how strong Victor Hugo is. If he is willing to fight hard, I don't mind helping." As an outside bystander, the wizard apprentice Jason has always maintained a detached attitude. But behind him is Han Han.
In Fengcheng, positioning is crucial.
‘It depends on how strong Victor Hugo is’, I’m afraid this is the key.
In the courtyard in the center of the village, Zhou Qingfeng was holding an ax and several pieces of leather armor, dumbfounded. This was the equipment of his orc warriors, tattered and almost worthless.
Even if he didn't know how to smelt, Zhou Qingfeng could still tell that the ax made of pig iron in his hand was really poor. Pig iron was too brittle, and chips would appear if it was slightly bumped. It was also prone to rust and difficult to maintain.
The orcs have a low level of civilization and poor iron smelting technology. It is impossible to melt iron ore with ordinary stoves and wood. They can only get some soft sponge iron. Through repeated smelting and forging, some impurities such as silicon are removed, and soft iron is obtained.
Wrought iron.
Wrought iron is then carbonized to obtain hard pig iron. Orc warriors use this material to make crappy axes.
Previously, Knight Nasser gave Todd a mountain axe, which was further made from pig iron and wrought iron, heated and repeatedly forged to form 'patterned steel'. Weapons made of this material are considered sophisticated, and are unique to humans from other worlds.
The best products society can provide.
But in the real world, the so-called "pattern steel" is not steel at all. It is just an ancient artifact that has been attached with a lot of legends in street stall literature. For modern smelting technology, its performance is not as good as that of street steel, which has been cracked down and banned everywhere.
The real world Zhou Qingfeng lives in is China in the 1990s. Steel plants can remove sulfur and phosphorus through blast furnaces and converters, add nickel and chromium, and produce high-quality molten iron. After subsequent processing such as forging and heat treatment, alloy steel with excellent performance can be obtained.
Modern steel and ancient iron are two completely different things in different time and space and different dimensions. Zhou Qingfeng threw down the rotten ax in his hand, returned to the room and opened the space-time door, preparing to get some really good axes for his men.
It is actually not difficult to get an axe. There are axes for sale in rural supply and marketing cooperatives. It is a very small one, weighing less than one kilogram, and is very convenient for chopping firewood.
If you want a larger ax, it is a fire ax. The ax blade is made of high-quality manganese steel. It has high strength, impact resistance, extrusion resistance, and wear resistance. It can be used to chop and break doors effortlessly. But this kind of ax will not
Over two kilograms, it is too heavy to be used.
Normal humans would not use a large ax weighing more than ten kilograms. It would simply cause trouble for themselves. But those orcs insist on this kind of weight, and it is an insult to them that the ax is too light.
It seems that it can only be customized.
Zhou Qingfeng thought of the machinery factory that the He family contacted in the city, and decided to go there to find a solution. But when he asked his sister-in-law, it turned out that the women were more knowledgeable than him.
"Don't you just want to buy an ax? Why do you have to go to the city? There is one in the countryside. It's faster if you ride a motorcycle."
Zhou Qingfeng argued, "I want it customized."
"Aren't the hoes, shovels, and rakes for farming made to order? The blacksmiths in the countryside are hardworking and can get whatever you want. If you go to the city, no one may care about you. If you want to get an ax, you have to go to the city. We still have it in the countryside.
Are you going to work anymore?"
What Sister-in-law Yulan said was reasonable, and she joked that Zhou Qingfeng didn't understand anything. There was a huge demand for iron tools in the countryside, and it was impossible to rely on the city to solve it. He was speechless, so he could only ride a motorcycle to the countryside obediently.
There is more than one blacksmith in Nantou Township, and there is even a specialized machine repair shop. When the farming is busy, it is necessary to ensure the effective operation of the farm machinery in the township. When the farming is slack, it helps the people from all over the country to build some tools.
The machine repair shop is a big yard, with two workshops making clanging noises. When the motorcycle was parked at the entrance of the factory, a master came out and asked, "Young man, what do you want to buy?"
"I want to buy a few axes." Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the machine repair shop. The appearance of this place is not amazing, it is rustic, the equipment is old, the personnel are ordinary, and it doesn't have much technological content at first glance - but axes are very important to modern industry.
It also has no technological content.
The master in the factory heard that he wanted to buy an axe, so he led Zhou Qingfeng into the factory's showroom. He pointed to a row of axes in the corner, "Small ones cost seven yuan, large ones cost fifteen yuan, you can choose whatever you want."
Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a handful casually and asked, "This ax can break armor, uh... can it split iron?"
The master laughed, grabbed an axe, found a steel bar a few millimeters thick, and chopped it into several sections. "The ax body is made of cast iron, and the ax blade is high-carbon steel. It is durable and will definitely work. If it breaks, it is free."
I’ll fix it for you.”
Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a small ax and weighed it. He felt that this thing could be used as his backup weapon. He asked again: "Is there a bigger ax?"
"How old do you want it to be?"
"I don't want a wooden handle, I just want an axe, but I need eight kilograms of material and enough weight." Based on his weight, Zhou Qingfeng can only carry eight and a half kilograms of real-life items to another world at a time, which is too heavy for him to carry.
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The master shook his head and said: "Oh..., there is no such axe, and there is no such way to sell it."
Zhou Qingfeng said, "Customization, just quote the price."
Just the price?
Remembering that this young man came here on a motorcycle, the factory master thought about it and said tentatively: "Customization is very expensive. An ax costs hundreds, so it's not cost-effective."
Hundreds is blackmail, so Zhou Qingfeng bargained for a price: "I want twenty custom-made large axes, without wooden handles. But they must be strong and durable, and the ax blade can cut several millimeters of steel bars. Please give me a price."
"
Twenty big axes, this is going to open an ax shop!
The master in the factory looked Zhou Qingfeng up and down and said, "Fifty yuan a piece, pay half of the deposit first."
Fifty was too expensive. Zhou Qingfeng offered a fixed price, "Thirty yuan a handful, I'll pay the full amount right away. I don't want a wooden handle, just leave a good ax hole for me."
Thirty yuan a handful, twenty bucks equals six hundred yuan. Zhou Qingfeng took out all the money to show his sincerity, and asked for a gift, "Here's the money, I will never regret it. I will come here often to buy tools. You guys."
How about giving me another small axe?"
After seeing a few hundred dollars, the factory master finally confirmed that this guy really wanted to open an ax shop.