Iron Powder and Spellcasters

   Chapter 88 Iron Melting

   In the early morning, a team set off from Red Pine Manor. The mules and cows panted and pulled the cart behind them, and the eight four-wheeled carts slowly moved towards the port of Chisulfur.

   "Stop, what are you doing? What's in the car?" A road patrol stopped the convoy.

   "The car is full of food." The driver replied: "We are from the Red Pine Manor, and we deliver food to the city."

   The Red Sulphur Port Council, on the grounds of war, required the large and small plantations and villages on the island to provide food as military rations, which was called apportionment by the islanders.

The soldiers in the    patrol stood on the wheels and looked into the carriage, only to see neatly stacked sacks in the carriage. Then cut a hole casually, and the wheat flowed out.

   Seeing that it is indeed food, the patrol team no longer embarrassed the convoy.

Before leaving, the captain of the patrol team joked to the young man beside the driver: "Look at your tallness, what's the point of being a long-term worker? Do you want to join the army? We are short of manpower. One month is enough for you to earn a year now."

   The young man grinned and said nothing.

   "Hey? I'm asking you something! Are you dumb? Can't speak?"

   The chauffeur hurriedly explained with a smiling face: "Brother, you are really right, this silly boy is a mute. Our master took pity on him, so we asked him to accompany me to drive the car."

  The young people are also dancing and gesturing.

   Seeing that the other party was dumb, the captain of the patrol team was no longer embarrassed, but muttered regretfully: "It turned out to be a dumb, I thought it was a good material." He waved his hand and let the team go.

After    left the patrol, Gold, who was driving the car, smiled and said to Winters: "Sir, this guy is quite discerning, and you can see at a glance that you are a piece of soldier material."

  Winters smiled wryly and waved his hand: "This can also be almost pulled... Thanks to you. Let's not talk about this, you continue to teach me to speak the islander dialect..."

  Winters led the team to move forward. The speed of the bullock cart was very slow, and it was only from early morning to evening that it arrived at the Red Sulphur Port. There was only one patrol on the way, and there were few pedestrians.

   On the last fork in the road leading to the Red Sulphur Port, the convoy turned into a small road that was not heading for the Red Sulphur Port, and drove to a no-man’s place.

  These carts have been remodeled by Winters, with partitions installed at the bottom of the carriages, high enough to accommodate adults lying flat. From the appearance, it is just a cart for transporting vehicles. Unless the wheat bags are unloaded, there is absolutely no difference.

   And the Heards of Red Pine Manor hide under the clapboard

After    released the post, Winters and the remaining Veneta soldiers immediately began to unload the car.

  The Heard men who had tormented for nearly a day under the dark and sultry partition were pale, and they could hardly even stand.

   However, they didn't complain, they just jumped out of the cart and helped each other, and went to the toilet without a word.

   "Are you there?" Hestas asked Winters breathlessly. He also followed, there was no way, he was the only one of these Hurds who knew the common language.

   I spent a whole day under a small space like a stuffy jar, and there was no place to turn over. Even the middle-aged can hardly bear this kind of torment, not to mention that Hestas is an old man in his sixties.

   "It's not there yet, we have to walk the rest of the way." Winters handed his water bladder to Hestas and used the honorific for the first time: "Master, are you alright?"

   "It's fine." The old shaman was in a very bad state, but he seemed to be fine, laughed and said, "It's much easier than riding a horse."

  The cart contains not only people, but also weapons.

  After counting the number of people and distributing the weapons, the Veneta and the Hurds worked together to load the food back into the car.

  Bud took a group of people to drive the cart to a hidden place to hide.

   Winters and Andre took another part of the people into the jungle.

  Their target—the two artillery forts at the throat of Red Sulphur Harbor.

  —cut—

   Early morning.

   Cloudless.

   Moon phase full moon.

  Red sulfur port along the bay.

  The bright moonlight sprinkled on the water and the shore, making everyone and things hidden away.

  Tanylia Union soldier Dane is guarding the post on the coast, and the eyelids have been fighting non-stop.

  On the sea, a forearm-thick iron cable spanned the east and west banks, blocking an impassable barrier at the throat of the bay.

  Any boat that tries to break through this sea-barrier cable will smash the hull and sink.

   This is a man-made natural danger, a sea wall.

   And the weakest place in this natural danger is not the iron cable itself, but the place where the iron cable is fixed.

  The Tanirians, of course, saw this, too, with iron cables extending from cannons on the shore, which were equipped with winches that could be pulled up and lowered, and a pier at the other end.

Both ends of the    are guarded by the most trusted troops of the council. Once there is a police officer, the Red Sulphur Port can quickly support it.

  To Sentinel Dane, this was just an ordinary day in the siege.

  The bay entrance of Red Sulphur Port is firmly guarded by two artillery forts and two iron ropes, and the Veneta people cannot enter.

  Venetta's warships were cruising outside the bay, and the ships of the Red Sulphur port could not get out.

  This is a sea besieged city, people outside want to come in, people inside want to go out, but they can't get what they want.

The main force of the   The Veneta people was concentrated on the northern coast, and the main force of the Red Sulphur Harbor Council also confronted the enemy there.

  In Dane's view, although his work as a guard is boring, it is better than safety. Even if the enemy wanted to forcibly land, they would only attack from the northern coast. Only when the Veneta people's brains are broken will they storm the impregnable Red Sulphur Bay.

   At this moment, Dane was only looking forward to the next person to come and change the shift, he was already too sleepy.

   Just as he was drowsy with the sound of the waves, the faint footsteps came from behind, and the dazed Dane asked loudly, "Who is it?"

   "To change the guard."

   "Hi, what time is it? You're too late?"

  The visitor didn't answer, just got closer.

   When there were only six or seven steps left, Dane could see the other party's blackened face. He was surprised: "You..."

   Before he could finish speaking, the visitor raised his hand, a cold light flashed, and a steel cone was nailed into Dane's eye, showing a sharp point on the back of his head.

   The person who shot this steel cone was Winters.

After the    hit, Winters did not stop, but shot the other two steel cones at the sentinel with flying arrows one after another.

   Right now, he doesn't care about saving mana, so he shoots three shots in one go to ensure a kill.

After    three times the bones were shattered and made a crisp sound, the veteran of the Taniria Federation didn't even shout, but only slammed down softly with a "uh" sound.

   Winters rushed over quickly and supported the other's body.

After    dealt with the sentry, he picked up two stones and struck them twice.

   The other Veneta who heard the signal emerged from the shadows of the dense forest in the distance, and the cat trotted to Winters.

   The Hurds do not understand the language, which prevents them from carrying out any complex tactical orders.

So Winters simply split the team in two: himself and Bard took the Veneta to touch down the Sentinels on the enemy coast, and Andre and Hestas took the other Hurds to take out the patrol .

  If the surprise attack turned into a strong attack, the Hurds would be responsible for blocking reinforcements from the artillery base.

   "Did I bring my carry? My carry, give me my carry." The tension and excitement made Winters almost incoherent.

   When the sentinel questioned, Winters almost thought that the sneak attack had failed, the moonlight this evening was too bright to hide from people, and his plan had to be carried out on a day when the moon phase was perfect.

   But I never imagined that a few Tanirian dialects I learned temporarily would come in handy.

   "I'm carrying your carrier, I'm taking it, don't worry." Bud comforted Winters with a smile on his face, and quickly unfastened the standard caster carrier he was carrying.

  Bud did not expect that the process of touching the whistle would be so smooth. No one could have imagined that the Tanirians' dark posts were still changing, and a change of guards exposed the posts on the coast.

  Winters immediately took over the carrier, opened the layers of buffers, and carefully took out the silver, black and dark silver powders in glass bottles.

   These two things are the key to tonight's action, and the key to the feasibility of the plan.

   Black powder winters know what it is, and alchemists call it copper essence, which is obtained by grinding and refining pure copper.

  Silver and dark silver powder are also the products of alchemy. Dark silver powder is called accelerant by alchemists, while silver metal is the most expensive and rare. Alchemists call it activated metal, also known as aluminum.

  The purpose of the Tanirians setting up a post on the coast was to prevent the Veneta from taking a boat ashore at night, but this post happened to be next to the iron wire, which was why Winters had to kill this post.

  Tonight, Winters will destroy these two man-made natural dangers and sea-blocking iron cables.

  Winters first mixes the aluminum powder and copper fine powder, and then begins to stir.

   Both Veneta recruits and veterans watched in awe as Warrant Officer Montagne mixed the spellcasting materials, they already knew the officer was the legendary sorcerer. In their eyes, magic is no different from witchcraft.

  The iron cables of the blocked Red Sulphur Bay are connected by iron rings as thick as forearms, some of which are on the shore. What Winters wants to destroy is the hoop on the shore.

  He first took out the small iron plate prepared in advance, roughly formed an iron box with iron plates, and separated a small section in the middle that was attached to the subway ring.

   Immediately afterwards, he poured nearly two kilograms of spellcasting materials into the iron box, and the small section separated by the iron ring was buried by the spellcasting materials. Finally, Winters poured in the accelerant.

   "Canvas!" Winters ordered in a low voice.

The soldiers next to    immediately put up the canvases prepared in advance and blocked them tightly around Winters.

   "Listen, no matter what happens, never back off." Knowing the terrifying momentum of this spell, Winters repeated the order given before the action: "Don't be afraid, nothing to be afraid of."

   Then, he took a deep breath and held his breath to enter the spellcasting state.

   The spell he is going to use is one of the most powerful spells of the Fire Department, Iron Melting.

   Fire spells are extremely dependent on the casting materials. The ability of the caster itself is like a fire source, and the casting materials are the fuel. The more casting materials, the greater the power of the spell.

Iron fusion was originally only one of the basic spells of the compound spell "Melting Flow". No caster felt that this spell had any other effect, but Winters realized that if there were enough casting materials, iron fusion would Can burn through everything.

  [Melting Flow: A composite spell composed of Iron Melting and Flying Arrows. The effect of the spell is to shoot a molten metal flow. ]

   And Winters has never been extravagant to use two kilograms of casting materials to cast Iron Melting at a time. Winters has no idea what the quantitative effect of so many casting materials will have.

   But we have come here, there is nowhere to go back. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he poured all the magic in his body into the accelerant.

   requires extremely high spell explosive power, and enough energy is output in an instant to stimulate Iron Melting.

   Only for a second, but Winters felt as if he was drained of energy.

  The inside of the tin box began to hiss, and Winters realized he had succeeded and took a quick step back, back behind the canvas.

   First just a "hiss", then a little fire.

   In the blink of an eye, a light that could burn eyes burst out from the iron box. This light is too bright, and even the sun has never burst into such a scorching light.

   At the same time, sparks splattered, and it was as if Thor's hammer had hit the anvil.

   The burning process was so intense that it was making a "whispering" sound.

  Across a layer of canvas, everyone in Veneta could feel the scalding heat. The hot sparks splashed onto the canvas, burning holes in the canvas.

   Winters was fortunate that he had prepared a canvas for shading in advance, otherwise the terrifying momentum of Iron Melting would be enough to attract all the enemies in the artillery base.

   But even the thickest canvas couldn't hide the dazzling light, and the fire shone through the canvas, and Winters could only hope that no one in the fort noticed the movement on the shore.

  Fortunately, although Iron Melting is violent, its duration is short-lived.

   Within ten seconds, the light quickly diminished, faded, and extinguished.

As soon as the   light disappeared, Winters immediately lifted the crowbar, pushed aside the canvas, and walked to the edge of the iron box in a few steps, regardless of the scorching heat.

   Now there is no iron box, the entire iron box, the middle of the iron ring and the casting materials have all turned into a viscous liquid like magma.

   At this moment, the iron ring, which has been burnt soft, has lost its original performance, and can no longer withstand the strong pulling force exerted on the iron ring by the weight of the iron cable, and is being stretched bit by bit visibly to the naked eye.

   "Don't stupidly support the canvas!" Seeing that the crowbar was no longer useful, Winters turned his head and lowered his voice and urged: "Saw!"

   Bud, who had prepared his saw long ago, also stepped into the canvas tent, no need for extra language, the tacit understanding between the two was enough.

  Winters and Budd each held one side of the large cross saw that was originally used for sawing wood, and carried iron rings on them.

   Once, twice, three times.

   After a few back and forth, the middle section of the iron ring, which had been softened, was completely sawed off by the two of them.

  This is the most interesting part of the chain structure, only need to break one link, you can destroy the whole chain.

   The original balanced force structure of the sea-blocking iron cable was broken, and the iron cable began to fall toward the seabed. Pulled by the huge weight of the iron cable itself, the iron cable on the east bank of Chisulfur Bay slid into the sea like a escaping poisonous snake.

   Winters and Bud looked at each other excitedly, and their faces couldn't hide their joy. Veneta's soldiers looked at their centurion in awe.

   Success! A sea bar has been destroyed!

   "Don't look stupid." Winters glanced at his subordinates: "Follow me, there is an iron rope ahead!"

   The aluminothermic reaction is the best in the world!

   I wrote late last night and went straight to bed. Only now did I realize that I only saved it and didn't send it out.

   The size of the sea-blocking iron cable probably refers to the sea-blocking iron cable in Junbao, because until the 20th century, there are still physical preservation of the Golden Horn iron cable in various parts of Istanbul, as well as photos.

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   (end of this chapter)