Chapter 214 Scrap Iron
“Bang!”
Guy Burns was startled when he was slapped hard on the back, and the depressed expression on his face immediately disappeared. .
It turned out that Paul saw him looking downcast and decided to cheer him up. He would be needed for a lot of work later.
"Hey! What are you thinking about? Your expression looks like you stepped on dog shit."
Burns blushed.
"Uh...I'm annoyed that I didn't see as far ahead as you."
"Humph, you can't hide it from me! Are you blaming me for not letting you build a steam engine?"< br>
Burns waved his hands in panic, "Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I blame you, sir."
Paul rubbed his chin, pretending to be thinking.
"Well, Burns, you can use some of the resources and manpower of the machinery factory to study the use of steam."
"Yes, sir, I will not...what, I heard you right." Right? "
Burns was very surprised. Has the Earl changed his mind?
"You heard me right, but my request is on the premise that it will not affect the normal tasks of the machinery factory. I recruited you to do work, not to satisfy your personal interests."
Burns stood at attention and gave Paul a military salute he learned from the army.
"Master Graiman, please rest assured that I will not affect other R&D and production tasks."
Paul put on a serious expression and said: "I hope so, I will keep an eye on you, He will also frequently check the machinery factory’s expenditure on various projects.”
Although he was warned by Paul, the depressed expression on Burns’ face was no longer visible, and his steps became brisk and he walked. He even hummed a tune as he walked.
Although Paul cannot use steam engines yet, it is still necessary to conduct preliminary research and technology accumulation so that he can use them immediately. If his plan goes well, the era of steam will come sooner or later. arrival.
Of course, he will certainly not invest too much resources and attention in this regard.
In addition, he also had an idea - to try to let the indigenous people of this world break through certain areas on their own without intervening.
After all, the development of society cannot rely on the foresight of one or two people.
But this process must be long and tortuous.
Looking at Guy Burns’ happy look, Paul smiled evilly.
Haha, Burns, Burns, it took eighty-four years for the steam engine on earth to be invented and put into practical use. This does not include the time it took for the invention. I want to see you. How capable you are, it is estimated that just one cylinder is enough for you to drink a pot.
Paul made up his mind not to get involved in the development of a steam engine until he really needed it.
Everyone joked all the way and took the boat back to Lake Town.
In the next few days, the ironworks continued to build new blast furnaces, while Paul quietly waited for the sword made for him by the blacksmith Herman.
However, Paul waited for a piece of news that made him vomit blood. Herman came to the lord's house in person and reported to him with a depressed look: The iron smelted in the blast furnace was completely unusable.
“The iron we smelt in the blast furnace...is scrap iron?”
The lord's eyes were wide open, with disbelief written all over his face.
“I want to go to the ironworks and see for myself!”
The lord’s roar could be heard throughout the castle, followed by the slamming of the office door. ...
In the rebel camp south of Thorn Fortress, four people sat around a table.
Sitting in the main seat is Samar, the commander of the rebel army, and sitting on his right is the mage Scott who assists him.
The other two people sitting opposite Scott are both dressed in business attire. One is a middle-aged man with a mustache, and the other is a young man even younger than Scott. Wearing an earring on his right ear, he always has a vague smile on his face, and the whole person looks slightly frivolous.
“Arch Duke Giles is very dissatisfied with your previous actions. It would have been fine if we could capture the Thorn Fortress, but the result was a loss of troops. Not to mention the huge losses, it also dampened the spirit of our army.”
The middle-aged man with a mustache spoke in a serious tone, conveying Grand Duke Greedy Wolf’s rebuke to Samar.
Samar lowered his head and did not defend himself at all.
"I am too greedy for merit and eager to fight. I'm sorry for the Duke's trust in me."
The middle-aged man with a mustache sighed.
“Hey, General Samar, please keep your mission in mind. The army you lead is just to keep an eye on the Thorn Fortress. When the Grand Duke arrives with the main force, he will naturally capture it.”< br>
"I will keep this in mind in the future and never act rashly again."
Scott suddenly interjected: "Please tell Archduke Giles that this has nothing to do with General Samar. It's me. Wanting to fight, I encouraged General Samar to attack the Thorn Fortress. I overestimated the strength of the fortress’ defense, and there was also the long-lost ‘Greek Fire’ in it.”
The other three were very surprised that he took the responsibility on themselves. Samar, in particular, was a little moved. Although this stupid green mage named Scott was a little arrogant, he could be said to be bold.
The young man wearing earrings looked at Scott, smiled and nodded towards him, and Scott gave him an unhappy expression in return.
Samar stood up, "No matter what, as the commander-in-chief of this army, I bear the greatest responsibility. After all, it is me who makes the final decision."
"We are here. This is not to discuss the issue of who is most responsible, but to remind you that the main force of the royal family will soon go south, and it is estimated that they will set off from Jingyao in the early spring of next year."
Scott's face. Revealing a trace of teasing, "It seems that even if you burned down the granary, you didn't hold that princess back for too long."
The middle-aged man snorted, "How long do you want to delay? It has been delayed for nearly half a year. After all, the royal family still controls most of the Aldo Kingdom, and food shortages will not affect them for too long."
Samar asked with a hint of worry: "How long will it take for His Highness the Grand Duke's main force to move north?"
"There are still a few hard bones to crack in the south. Although their fate is doomed, it is hard to say when."
"So before that, if the royal army arrives, we will be on our own?"
"Yes, but..."
The young man wearing earrings on the side interjected: "A group of mages will come to support you."
After hearing this, Scott stood up suddenly, "As long as more mages arrive, everything will be over." It’s not a problem.”
The young man shook his head: “Scott, are you arrogant again? Have you forgotten the lesson before?” "
"Mr. Scott!" The middle-aged man said with a slightly unhappy tone: "I know that you have strong power, but the regular army of the Kingdom is not a vegetarian. I hope you can pay attention to this. .”
(End of this chapter)