Our family is in decline

The so-called detonator is actually an unstable substance, a general term for substances that will cause violent explosions when facing high temperatures or impacts.

In modern society, it was first used as a product of ethanol and mercury in nitric acid - mercuric cyanate.

Because it is often used to make detonators and detonators, it is also called fulminate of mercury.

However, with the development of the times, this drug was replaced by another detonator, lead azide, due to factors such as corrosion of cartridges and instability.

But Lance doesn't understand these. His chemistry level is only that of junior high school and high school. He may not remember everything, and even if he remembers it, it is not very useful.

Because the key basic materials of chemistry, three acids and two bases, have not been made.

Or it has been made, but not used in the right place.

While waiting for the reaction, Lance began to think about this question. Is supernatural power actually a catalyst for chemistry? What about enzymes in biology?

The transformation of some substances is not possible in reality, but as long as a little supernatural power is added to it, some strange substances will be successfully generated.

For example, Greendale controls plants and can use supernatural power to accelerate growth. Isn't this the effect of biological enzymes?

Junia's magic accelerates wound regeneration and healing, which can also be supported by similar theories.

Similarly, Bigby's alchemy at this time, isn't it to use extraordinary power to overcome the limitations of physics or reality, and then create a new substance?

The problem now is that the means of studying and observing these powers are too poor, and the problem returns to development.

Just when Lance was thinking about it, Bigby finally completed the experiment, and a substance that was deposited in the liquid at the bottom of the test tube was extracted.

"Do it!"

Lance took the reagent bottle directly and walked out, his excitement was undisguised.

He is brave, not a fool, who doesn't know that dangerous goods should be tested in a safe place.

There are many things in this laboratory, and if it really explodes, the follow-up will be troublesome.

Find a piece of open space to pour out some of the things on the iron plate, ignite the iron plate, prepare to dry the powder, and test the reaction at high temperature at the same time.

For safety reasons, Lance and Bigby kept a little distance. Sure enough, there was a small noise on the iron plate soon, and the thing disappeared under the sudden firelight, leaving a little burn mark on the iron plate.

"It's possible! But it's not very stable."

Lance hurried forward to put out the fire, and poured some more on the iron plate with residual heat. After it dried slightly, Lance picked up a tool hammer and hit it. Sure enough, he heard a "pop" in the sound of metal collision.

When the hammer was removed, there was only a burn mark left on that place.

Lance couldn't suppress the smile on his face, but he still changed another one and hit it on the stone again. The success of this time also confirmed that this substance could be used as a detonator.

Then it was the final experiment...

Lance ran back to the storage room and found a revolver designed for a percussion cap gun. He didn't expect to use it so soon.

There is still a matching percussion cap shell, but there is no powder in it, but now you can try it.

This revolver is not even loaded with cardboard, but by pouring gunpowder into it, then inserting lead bullets, and finally installing the percussion cap from the back.

Run out and carefully insert some dry powder, and then complete the loading.

"If successful, this will be the first shot of the new era, and it will be recorded in the history of firearms development in the future. You are the inventor, do you want to do it or do I?"

Lance still respects researchers.

"I don't understand muskets." Bigby refused directly. He was blown up once, and it would be hard to say if the gun exploded.

Lance didn't care about it. He raised his hand and pointed the gun to one side and pulled the trigger directly. This time, it was not to strike the flint to ignite, but the firing pin struck on the primer.

The detonation speed was almost instantaneous. The bullet was pushed out when the gun sounded, and a smell of gunpowder filled the air.

But there is no doubt that the experiment was successful. This thing really works!

"You list the materials you need, and I will provide them to you as soon as possible. During this period, you can help me make more. I need more and more complete research and experiments."

Lance has to arrange a ship to Totnes to purchase goods. The process of making percussion caps is also a bit complicated. After all, there is no stamping equipment now, so it can only be rubbed by hand, which is not efficient, and only copper can be used because iron has poor ductility.

A batch of pistols must be made, which also requires a lot of craftsmen and cannot be made in a short time.

The style of muskets must also be changed. It is a historical necessity to change from flintlocks to percussion caps. Similarly, after this thing comes out, the firepower is improved and the threshold is lower.

If all cavalrymen are equipped with this kind of revolver, and a round of charge and six shots are fired, won't they be pushed directly?

Those knights will really become canned food this time.

Lance didn't expect that Greendale didn't stop him. Bigby suddenly came out with a whole set of explosives, which made him want to stop and change clothes before starting the battle.

After all, technological crushing is so cool!

But Hamlet's problem now is not that he can't beat the noble knight, so there is no need.

Although the institute conducts a lot of firearms research and often hears gunshots and explosions, this is not a test area, so the guards' attention was immediately attracted after the gunshots.

"Hello, Lord!"

"It's okay, I'm just testing a new weapon. Go and call a few people for me."

Lance was in a very good mood now, and ordered the person in charge, Master Eugene, and several researchers in gun design.

For example, the boy named Richard completed the mechanical device of the revolver based on Lance's foundation, and later it became more and more perfect, which is the one in Lance's hand now.

It was just that the lack of a primer made it difficult to carry out the next step of research. Now that he finally has a real object, it is estimated that his talent will be further demonstrated.

"Look at this, be careful to trigger it."

Lance handed the gun in his hand to Eugene. Although the trigger had been released, no one knew how unstable it was, so it was better to be careful.

All the people who were called here were studying this aspect. When they heard the lord's words, they seemed to understand something and showed excitement and excitement.

"Has the problem of the detonator been solved?" Eugene took the revolver and could clearly see an activated primer, and the dent on it was too obvious.

"Try it. Today is destined to be an important day in the history of firearms development. You are all participants."

Lance didn't explain too much, and Eugene and others couldn't help themselves. After all, they used to hear the lord brag about how powerful firearms were every day, and now they finally had a real thing.

Eugene pulled the trigger and fired. When the gunshot sounded, the bullet hit the land in front, which proved that this was indeed a successful excitation that got rid of flint.

One person and one gun, six bullets were used up, but their emotions were difficult to calm down for a long time.

Because everyone understood that the times had changed.

"You can test the guns later, but you must be careful. This substance is extremely unstable and will explode under high temperature and impact. We must find a way to preserve it properly.

And we must be cautious about every uncertain substance. If the toxicity is not fully determined, we must take protective measures.

At the same time, we will start to design and manufacture rifles that use percussion caps to trigger, gradually eliminate the current flintlocks, and try to make a batch of real copper shell fixed ammunition.

And our series of improvement directions on rifles, breech-loading, bolt-action, and continuous firing can all be designed with new firing devices..."

Lance called them here to carry out a new round of research. Finally, it is not a fiction of unimaginable things, but a real thing, so people's thinking has something to rely on.

At the same time, Lance found Master Eugene and told him a plan.

"Do you think my new gun is attractive to those gunsmith masters?"

"Of course it is. No one who plays with a musket will not be curious, but they may not necessarily agree. After all, they trust their own skills more, just like I spent a lot of time to accept your theoretical suggestions on the development of artillery."

Eugene certainly understands that Lance wants to get more gunsmiths, because this thing can only be rubbed by hand in a short time, and gunsmiths with superb skills can also further promote design improvements.

But the problem is that it is very unrealistic. It is very difficult for a person to suddenly walk into an unfamiliar field from a familiar field, especially when people get older and their acceptance ability becomes worse.

After playing with flintlocks for a lifetime and making a name for themselves, suddenly you kill them with a small percussion cap. Who can bear it?

Eugene's words are still relatively euphemistic, but Lance can hear what he means.

In short, it is to destroy people's jobs. The percussion cap brings all-round changes, which is equivalent to denying their accumulation to a certain extent.

It is equivalent to you being a knight for half your life, but being shot down by an ordinary person. All your efforts will be wasted because of a gun. It is probably these unacceptable psychological factors.

It can only be said that even the so-called masters will still become conservative when facing new technologies. The old guys will take the lead in resisting in order to maintain their authority, and may become obstacles to the promotion of new technologies.

"Forget it then." Lance heard this and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​​​pulling a few masters. There is no money to support these masters, so it is better to train more skilled technicians.

"We can promote this gun and release the news. Those who are interested will naturally come, and those who look down will naturally not come."

Eugene made a suggestion. After all, not all masters are old antiques, and it is still possible to attract some real research.

"It's not time to release this thing. It must be kept secret first. At least wait until the technical reserves are relatively mature before launching it."

I said before that this thing is much better than the flintlock rifle. Hamlet should not cause too much hostility from the outside world before resolving internal conflicts.

Because of this incident, Lance stayed in the institute and held a small meeting with them, determined the research direction and the problems that needed to be improved, and also arranged Bigby, the alchemist.

But these things could not stop the start of the war after all.

"I can't fight. This time the commander is Patton. You will be in charge of the command. I have only one request. Not only do I want to restore Hamlet's territory, but I also want to eat theirs.

And my task is to follow behind to sort out those territories, ensure logistics supplies, and serve as your transport captain."

Lance did not hide his greed for other territories. After all, if he didn't swallow up their core areas, how could Hamlet have so much land to divide?

As for the war of mortals, he really had no interest. It would be enough to have a few masters in front. The protagonist this time was the army.

Of course, he really had no contact with real wars. He was too lazy to even read the war books in the old house's library, so he didn't do micro-management and command, and left it to their professional background.

The lord said so, but Barton and the others didn't dare to really believe it. No one knew better than them how Hamlet rose to power.

At the beginning, the three dared to seize the town, the four dared to raid the farm, and they designed to provoke a civil war among the bandits, and defeated them one by one. They dared to fight a counterattack and annihilation war with hundreds of bandits by pulling out thirty serfs.

Later, they led them to fight against the cultists, and almost crushed those guys with various tactics, and drove them out step by step...

If they don't know how to fight a war like this, then no one dares to say that they understand war.

In their opinion, the lord was testing them more, because to be honest, since the cultists were driven out of the wilderness, the army has rarely had any outstanding achievements, and they need to prove themselves.

And the lord now handed this opportunity to them.

"There are two key points here. The first is to be fast. We need to complete the cleaning of those places before the heavy snow falls. You just need to fight forward.

The second is not to kill. Except on the battlefield, try not to kill people in other places. Surrender and don't kill. Just control the town. I will deal with it when I go there."

Lance added two points. This was decided as early as the beginning of the battle plan.

No one had any objections. The lord was still kind and couldn't bear to see blood.

"Then let's go." Lance looked around at everyone, "Push those guys down for me."

"Yes!"

Everyone answered, and then they prepared themselves.

Reconnaissance first, one horse after another ran out, even if it was a crushing situation, but there was still what was needed.

Then the huge artillery team began to move. One artillery carriage was equipped with a seven-man artillery team, and this time a hundred artillery pieces were directly dispatched.

In addition, there were also many carriages pulling ammunition. If Walter hadn't found so many horses, it might not be possible to pull up this team.

Although there is stable logistics in the internal battle, they still have to be prepared and cannot rely entirely on logistics.

Then came the large army, those infantry, each equipped neatly, carrying a long spear and marching.

And the supporting force is naturally the cavalry brigade led by Reynard, the main body of hundreds of people, plus the auxiliary troops who cooperated in the extermination of the cultists before, and Jeanne and Reynard's son are also among them.

They are scattered around the large army, acting as flanks, providing early warning and protection.

At this time, the sky was only dimly light, and such a team rushed into the war.