freenovelworld Chapter 624 The war is coming
Chapter 624 The war is coming
Just as this person said, Lin Ping and Xu Congcong were indeed flying in the sky.
It wasn't caused by an explosion, but rather by the consequence of jumping voluntarily.
To escape the bomb, Lin Ping concentrated all his internal energy in the soles of his feet, disregarding the consequences of a violent fall, and leaped away.
As it turned out, his choice was correct; otherwise, even if he hadn't been engulfed by the powerful shockwave, he would have been riddled with holes by the shattered iron armor.
"Come and catch me!" Lin Ping panicked as he watched his body fall like a cannonball. Even though he had pinned Xu Congcong down, he still felt uneasy.
These students were quick-witted and rushed towards Lin Ping.
Having studied parabolas, they roughly calculated Lin Ping's landing position and crowded around him with outstretched arms.
Seeing this, Lin Ping felt relieved.
thump!
Stepping on Xu Congcong, he landed unceremoniously in the crowd.
The students, unable to withstand the immense impact, fell to the ground along with Xu Congcong, breaking several arms and legs. Only Lin Ping got up unharmed.
"Can't you be a little smarter next time? Are you trying to get me killed?" Lin Ping pointed at Xu Congcong and questioned him.
What a bad guy who complains first.
If he hadn't chosen the wrong fuse, if he hadn't deserted his post, Xu Congcong would have been blown to bits.
What can you do but submit when he's the dean?
Xu Congcong dragged his nearly broken body to Lin Ping's front and kept apologizing.
"Alright, it's not entirely your fault, I also bear some responsibility," Lin Ping said, his eyes fixed on the ground.
"Did the sun rise in the west? The dean can admit his mistake?" The students stared at Lin Ping in astonishment.
These words are far more powerful than any bomb.
Lin Ping dusted off his clothes and said seriously, "If I hadn't increased the power of the bomb, you wouldn't be in such a sorry state."
Is this considered admitting a mistake?
Why does it sound like it's pretentious?
“That’s right, it’s all the dean’s fault. If it weren’t for his superb skills, Xu Congcong wouldn’t be in such a sorry state.”
"I think this result is due to the dean's exceptional intelligence."
"Please, Dean, be a little more foolish next time, or someone could easily die!"
The crowd mimicked Lin Ping's tone, speaking indignantly. Their obsequious manner was truly outrageous.
"You've graduated from the 'all-around' program..." Lin Ping was embarrassed. He hadn't learned any real skills from these oddballs, but they were masters of flattery.
In any case, the bomb was born, and its power was barely acceptable to Lin Ping.
If he had finished the experiment a few days earlier, he would have definitely been able to blow up Lü Yan.
When Lin Ping was about to return to his residence, he found a huge crowd outside the Huiwen Academy.
The sound of the bombs alerted almost half of Yingtian Prefecture, and even the royal palace received the news.
"Saltpeter! Saltpeter! Saltpeter! We must get more saltpeter!" On the way back to the manor, Lin Ping was somewhat frantic.
He already possessed the technology to make bombs, but was limited by the amount of saltpeter available.
With the limited stock of Huiwen Academy, they could only make three to five bombs at most. Even if they mobilized the entire population of Wu Kingdom to scrape the ground with frost, it wouldn't be very effective.
To build an artillery army, a considerable amount of saltpeter is required.
It is not only the main raw material of gunpowder, but also an essential ingredient for increasing the temperature of flames.
Only when the flame temperature is high enough can steel be melted and casting be carried out.
The purpose of bombs was to serve artillery, but he couldn't manufacture proper cannon barrels at all.
Soldering is a weak method of connection; the cannon barrel might explode before the shell is even fired, resulting in incalculable casualties.
The once-mighty Ming Dynasty had already established the Shenji Battalion, which controlled firearms and artillery, and stood at the pinnacle of the world.
However, due to the immaturity of steel technology, frequent barrel explosions severely affected its strength, which prevented it from unifying the world.
Lin Ping possessed the technology to prevent barrel explosions, but lacked the materials to do so.
Saltpeter severely limited the army's strength.
"Sichuan, Jiangyou, Laojun Mountain, I, Lin Ping, will definitely go there." Lin Ping made up his mind in secret.
The Lao Jun Mountain in Jiangyou is dotted with saltpeter caves, which was also a major source of saltpeter for the Ming Dynasty.
Only by obtaining those saltpeter caves can the strength of the army be fundamentally changed.
Unfortunately, the Sichuan Provincial Administration Commission belonged to the Ya State, and to obtain the saltpeter cave on Lao Jun Mountain, they had to win this great battle.
On the other hand, if Lin Ping could win, what would he need saltpeter for?
Back at the Zhou residence, Lin Ping went into the woodshed and fell asleep immediately.
Let's consider the bombs as a secret weapon to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy, rather than using them on a large scale.
In the following days, Lin Ping neither continued to upgrade the power of the bombs nor attempted to build cannons.
He called on all the people of Wu Kingdom to scrape the ground with frost and bought it at a high price.
A wave of frosty ground swept across the entire Wu Kingdom.
Whether in the city, town, or village, the people stayed up late by the latrine, praying that the frost would grow faster.
After nearly ten days of effort, Lin Ping finally acquired a batch of saltpeter. Even if he couldn't mass-produce bombs, producing a hundred or eighty wouldn't be a problem.
That afternoon, Lin Ping was having tea with Zhou Xiyin in the courtyard when a galloping horse burst into the palace.
"Your Majesty, fighting has broken out in Xuzhou..." The scout lay on the ground, pale-faced and breathless, as he spoke.
"How is the battle going?" the king asked anxiously.
He thought the two sides would be deadlocked for a while over the murder case, but he never expected that they would start fighting like this.
"Ten thousand of our soldiers were killed, while the enemy suffered heavy casualties." The scout had his arms in front of him and his head behind him, wishing he could disappear into the ground.
This battle report was anything but honorable; it was a devastating blow.
"Go quickly...go quickly to summon the Grand General!" The king kicked his legs and almost fainted.
I was initially confident that we would fight against another 100,000, but I never expected things to turn out this way.
Shi Qing was still in charge of the summons, and he even felt a little apprehensive as they approached the Lin residence.
"Am I not going to have to carry him all over Yingtian Prefecture to the palace again?"
"Luckily, we prepared a carriage this time. Although it's not an eight-horse carriage, it's still impressive and respectable enough that we shouldn't be disliked."
Shi Qing thought to himself with great joy that it was more difficult to appease Lin Ping than to deal with the 100,000-strong army of the Asian Kingdom.
"Young master, Shi Qing, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, has arrived," the doorman said softly, not daring to disturb his and Zhou Xiyin's enjoyment.
Our son-in-law has a bad temper and doesn't listen to Shi Qing, so it's only natural to make him wait outside a little longer.
"Did they come so suddenly? It seems there's something going on in Xuzhou."
Lin Ping's face darkened, and he hurriedly put down his teacup. After saying a hasty goodbye to Zhou Xiyin, he flew directly over the courtyard wall.
Shi Qing patiently waited outside the door, unaware that Lin Ping had already entered the palace.
"Has fighting broken out in Xuzhou? What's the situation?" After entering the hall, Lin Ping had already guessed the general situation before the scouts could report.