Lord of all tribes

Chapter 321 Smooth-bore musket

It is precisely because of the existence of these dwarf craftsmen that Luo Lin is more confident to say that his army can crush the enemy's army in all aspects.

The difference in armament between the two armies can even directly determine the real combat effectiveness of the two armies.

These weapons and armors cast by dwarves craftsmen are not only much lighter, but also sharpened a lot. Rollin is very relieved that such a group of dwarves craftsmen are customizing armors and weapons for the army led by Garadi.

Seeing Arvid Rorin was in a good mood again, and after a bear hug, Rorin looked at the entire blacksmith shop.

Rollin glanced over, most of the craftsmen in the blacksmith shop were casting some small parts, and judging from their styles, they should all be casting dwarven muskets. Rollin fixed his eyes on Arvid, showing a little curiosity. look.

"The technology of casting dwarf muskets has been taught by our copper hammer patriarch to those dwarf craftsmen with high talents in casting. According to the normal speed, each of them can create a complete dwarf musket every three days.

Now a total of seven or 80 dwarf craftsmen work together to build dwarf muskets, remove some unqualified and defective products, and still get fifty dwarf muskets every three days.

Of course, the premise is to ensure a sufficient supply of iron ore. "

While talking, Arvid picked up a dwarf musket on the table and showed it to Rollin.

Rollin looked in the direction Arvid pointed, and saw a dwarf musket more than one meter long displayed in front of Luo Lin. The whole dwarf musket was sunken black and blue, and the barrel was thicker. It was about half the thickness of a finger, and Luo Lin clicked his tongue slightly when he saw it.

"The wall of this pipe is a bit too thick."

Rollin picked up the dwarf musket in Arvid's hand, and the heavy feeling made the corners of Luo Lin's mouth twitch. This dwarf musket weighed at least thirty or forty catties.

Of course, it is not a big problem for an adult to lift something that weighs thirty or forty kilograms, but it is a bit too heavy for a shooting.

Luo Lin tried to do the shooting action, but found that he could only barely do it by pressing on his shoulders to relieve the force.

Of course, this has a lot to do with Luo Lin being a magician. Generally, magicians have extremely weak physical constitutions.

"Your lord, you may not know that this is because I have conducted many experiments with the copper hammer patriarch, and finally determined that only the dwarven musket made of such thick iron can greatly avoid the bombing rate. "

As Arvid spoke, he showed a helpless look on his face. Indeed, the most difficult thing to solve in building such a pristine gun is how to create a sufficiently strong barrel.

After spending a lot of refined iron and energy, I finally found that the chamber exploded before I shot a few times, and turned into a pile of scrap iron. Obviously, this situation is very annoying.

Rollin could also understand the situation Arvid mentioned, nodded, and didn't say anything more.

"Is there a proving ground here? I want to test the power of the musket for myself."

Rollin stroked the smooth barrel of the dwarf musket, and said to Arvid.

Although Arvid has already reported some specific data about the dwarven musket to Rollin, but witnessing it with his own eyes, there is much more information than what he can get from paper.

"The trial ground is just behind the blacksmith shop, please come with me, Lord Lord."

Arvid habitually touched his rosacea, then moved up and down, making a gesture of please.

On the proving ground, Rollin nodded silently as he watched the state of the dwarf's musket and the final shooting result.

The ammunition of the dwarven musket is wrapped into small balls. According to Arvid, the first half of the ball is filled with high explosives, and the second half is made of sharp iron.

When firing, you only need to put such a spherical ammunition into the channel opening on the top of the dwarf musket, and pull the trigger. When the trigger is pulled, the flint will hit the iron gun wall and sparks will ignite the gunpowder in the first half of the ammunition.

The gunpowder is ignited and exploded by sparks to generate great power to launch the ammunition to kill the enemy.

Rollin paid special attention, and found that all parts of the gun wall were smooth, that is, smoothbore guns.

Cassius nodded in satisfaction. Originally, he thought it would be great if these dwarf craftsmen could forge some string muskets, but he didn't expect to skip this process and cast smoothbore muskets directly.

Although there is still a certain gap between the smoothbore musket and the rifled musket, the power it can exert is extremely terrifying. At least, it is much more convenient and explosive than those bows and arrows.

As for the power of such a dwarf musket, Luo Lin has also tested it, and it can penetrate a layer of ordinary standard armor at a distance of three hundred steps.

This kind of power is already very strong, and ordinary bows and arrows are far from reaching this level.

Moreover, being shot once by a bow and arrow is generally not fatal as long as it is not a key position, but the dwarf musket is different. Once it hits the human body, it will burst out a bloody flower, which is far more powerful and deterrent than the human body. It is far from being comparable to those bows and crossbows.

The only pity is that this dwarf musket is too heavy, and it is also a pressure when marching.

"Lord Luo Lin is still satisfied with the craftsmanship of our dwarves?"

At some point, the copper hammer patriarch of the dwarves stood behind Luo Lin, talking quite proudly.

"The products produced by the dwarves are naturally high-quality goods."

Luo Lin flattered, then shook his head slightly, "But there are still many things that can be upgraded."

"Oh? Could it be that Lord Luo Lin still has research on casting? Please advise."

The smug smile on Old Tonghammer's face disappeared. He felt that what Luo Lin said was belittling the craftsmanship of the dwarves. This kind of thing cannot be tolerated. The old patriarch valued the honor and reputation of the clan more than his own life.

Sensing the unfriendly eyes of the old copper hammer, Luo Lin laughed a few times, "The first thing that needs to be improved is naturally the weight of the barrel. There is still a lot of room for improvement."

"Hehe, if you don't need such a thick barrel, what if it explodes?"

The corner of Old Tonghammer's mouth showed disdain. At this time, he had already regarded Luo Lin as a layman. He obviously didn't know anything, but he wanted to come up and teach a few words. For such a pompous person, Old Tonghammer always looked down on of.

(End of this chapter)