I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Ran and egg.

Field artillery is equipped with grenades. Unless you are hit directly, you can block the explosive fragments with your shield, but how do you block the shock wave?

The approaching soldiers also used the excellent range of their percussion guns to aim at the musketeers in the castle from time to time, and they blocked the opponent's volleys and rushed to the bottom of the castle.

He jumped into the dry moat, took out the wooden-handled grenade hanging around his waist and threw it towards the castle wall.

The high-density bombardment from more than a dozen artillery pieces and grenades made old Count Alos on the watchtower gasp. It was the first time he had seen such a large-scale and organized explosion.

The wall, which was attacked by both artillery shells and grenades, finally couldn't withstand the attack and broke into pieces with a loud "crash".

The private soldiers standing behind the wall with muskets left the ruins of the city wall in disgrace.

They saw rows of black gun muzzles and a parallel machine gun group on an anti-aircraft vehicle not far away facing them. Many people were so scared that they collapsed on the ground.

The mercenaries armed with magic swords rushed into the castle.

"Da da da..."

The parallel Maxim on the anti-aircraft vehicle opened fire first, and the large-caliber machine gun bullets spewed out four deadly trajectories. Shields, armor and limbs flew everywhere, and in a moment the castle was turned into a bloody hell.

Coupled with the orderly and comprehensive shooting from the percussion rifles, the morale of the private army that the nobles had spent a lot of money to form collapsed on the spot. Those who were still able to move outside dropped their weapons, raised their hands and knelt on the ground.

"The goddess has abandoned us!!!"

"I can't bring shame to the Aros family!"

The old marquis on the observation tower closed his eyes in despair when he saw the one-sided battle below, then opened his eyes wide and jumped down from the observation tower without hesitation.

The rest of the nobles were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

Someone asked weakly, "Should we... jump?"

Chapter 48 Demon’s Blood

While they were still considering whether to jump together, the guards who had been following them loyally tied them up tightly in no time.

Amid the angry curses of the nobles, they took the initiative to open all the main entrances and exits of the castle, allowing Media's troops to easily capture everyone.

The farce of the assassination planned by the nobles came to an end.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Medea widely publicized the evil deeds of the nobles during the riot at the train station in various territories, further increasing the people's disgust towards the nobles.

By the way, various bounties for fugitive nobles were also announced, with the same price for both the living and the dead.

In addition to a large monetary reward, the whistleblower’s past criminal history will also be given a certain degree of relief, commonly known as Zhaoan.

These conditions have little appeal to the diehards and those who have committed too many crimes, but they are very tempting to the middle and lower-level officials who are being dragged into it.

After all, anyone can see clearly now that in Asstar, the nobles have no room to survive, and selling the boss for some money to live a stable life is not a bad way out.

After dealing with the follow-up of the nobles, Medea boarded the truck heading to the oil field.

Yes, she was absolutely sure that there was an oil field there. Because natural gas and crude oil basically coexist, if there is natural gas, there is a high probability that there is crude oil.

After traveling to the area and conducting field investigations, her idea was confirmed. Not only did the air in many areas contain natural gas, but even the water was black and flammable.

This degree of visibility and scale also indicates that the crude oil layer here is very shallow and is at the easiest level to exploit.

Once the target is determined, the rest is very simple. Deep drilling is difficult, and everything will be in vain if the materials do not meet the standards. However, for this shallow drilling, you only need to slightly modify the equipment used for drilling to transform it into an oil production platform.

The heavy-duty sliding cranes needed for drilling can also be built by Medea, and the construction of oil rigs, or nodding pumps, is even simpler because it works very similarly to old steam engines.

Its main components are connecting rod, rocker beam and crank, balance block and bracket.

After the wellhead is drilled, an inner and outer double-layer pipe is inserted. The nodding pump moves back and forth up and down in the inner pipe under the force of the crank connecting rod, using air pressure to squeeze the crude oil and natural gas, forcing them to overflow from the outer pipe.

However, generally speaking, not only oil, but also formation water and natural gas will be brought out, so a separation tank must be built to separate the three elements by using the principle of different densities of gas, oil and water.

Gases such as natural gas naturally rise and can be taken via pipelines to larger combustion towers for storage or combustion.

The crude oil will float on the upper layer of water and enter the oil tank using the upper baffle, while the water at the bottom can be easily drained away.

However, crude oil is not usable after entering the oil tank. It needs further refining. The simplest and most scientific method is high-temperature condensation separation.

Because the substances mixed in crude oil have different compositions, their boiling points are also very different.

When the temperature rises to 100 degrees, the first things to be boiled and evaporated are liquefied petroleum gas and exhaust gas. These gases can then be pumped away through the pipeline for secondary separation.

Between 100-150 degrees is gasoline vapor, which becomes normal gasoline after being pumped and condensed into liquid.

160-200 degrees is kerosene, 220-300 degrees is diesel, above that is lubricating oil, and above 400 degrees is asphalt and paraffin.

By high-temperature vaporization and condensation, the crude oil can be separated layer by layer to get what you need. Of course, basically Medea needs everything~

Although it sounds simple, it is actually the result of the system in her mind. Otherwise, it would take a lot of trial and error and lessons to figure out what is the most appropriate way to do it.

However, the system allows her to find the answers she wants as long as she can think of it.

Although it did not directly provide her with powerful weapons, knowledge is the most valuable wealth, especially when this knowledge is verified, it is priceless.

This is like standing on the shoulders of giants and crossing the river by feeling the wisdom of an entire civilization.

She was excited when she knew there was crude oil, but when she actually saw the black liquid, she couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

Crude oil is not a bound item she brought with her. As long as she starts using it, other countries will sooner or later discover it and follow suit.

Then the industry that has freed itself from energy constraints will be able to gain a firm foothold in this world.

The energy revolution is a world-destroying flood that will cleanse the entire world.

After other kingdoms introduced steam engines, they were unconsciously beginning to move towards capitalism. This energy revolution would inevitably cause chaos as the old energy was replaced by the new.

Every step taken by industry is actually very difficult. It is a process of repeated trial and error to find the right answer, which is full of wars and bloody changes.

Medea looked at the flaming water and thought to herself "It really is the blood of the devil in a sense, at least to other nations."

And she can use the memories and system information in her mind to dodge and avoid wrong options and paths.

It's like facing a maze with a high-definition map in your hand, with all the dead ends and monsters behind the passages clearly marked.

Behind every dead end on this map are often the blood and tears lessons learned from countless failures of a generation or even several generations.

"Find out the approximate reserves as soon as possible and submit a report to me. I want to build a new city nearby. The size of this city is up to you~"

Medea crossed his arms and was stunned for a while, then turned to the officer who was leading the team and said.

"Roger that!"

"Send more people over to clear out all the monsters around here, relocate the villages, and then integrate them into the new city's native population."

At the end she added: "This place is very important to us. We must pay attention to it, understand?"

"I swear to complete the mission until my death!"

After saluting, he quickly left to assign the next tasks. Medea also got on the truck and left here. She didn't need to do the next things personally.

Sitting in the bumpy half-track truck, Medea looked at the simple interior of the truck and suddenly laughed for no apparent reason, causing Anna, who was driving, to frequently cast strange glances at her.

It was not difficult to tell from Anna's embarrassed and angry expression that she had not yet recovered from the holy water baptism.

The reason why Medea laughed was very simple, that is, she felt that she was worrying too much.

It is obvious that as a pioneer she has not achieved much, and even now she has not fought the foreign war well and it is not impossible that she will end up like Wang Mang. How could she have the time to care about the future of other countries?

Anyway, she admitted that what was in her mind was the result of the joint efforts of countless people.

As long as she can achieve her goals while giving back to the public and benefiting herself at the same time, she thinks this is good enough.

She will not be the kind of person who would rather fight for a hundred lifetimes than for one lifetime.

One life is the life of all lives.

Chapter 49 The People Will Rise from the Ruins of the Empire

"Long live Medea!!!"

"Long live Medea!!!"

From time to time, waves of cheers could be heard from Aros Park outside, and from time to time, pedestrians would walk in excitedly. They all wanted to see with their own eyes the person who had completely changed their lives.

The park was formerly the back garden of the Count of Alos's family, which was confiscated and became part of the territory. Today is the first day it is officially open to the public, and you can enter and play for just a small ticket price.

Medea, who had not left yet, took this opportunity to give a speech here. It doesn't matter if you didn't have the chance to come, because there were trucks with large speakers parading throughout the county.

Amid the cheers, Medea walked up to the podium. Seeing the eager looks from the audience, she spoke without any prelude:

"The baker who bakes bread has no crumbs to eat, the shoemaker who makes shoes and repairs them has his toes exposed, the tailor who weaves and sews clothes has no clothes to cover his body, and the mason who builds magnificent castles and palaces has his own hut that is open to the wind on all sides."

"Those who produce everything have nothing, while those who produce nothing have everything. Why is this so? Who is depriving the people of everything that should belong to them?"

Looking at the audience who were lost in thought, Medea gave a direct answer: "It's the nobility! It's all the privileged classes!"

“The castles where the nobles live are built by masons, the gorgeous and expensive clothes are sewn by tailors, the gems they like are dug by miners, and the delicacies they eat are grown by farmers.”

"Food is what everyone relies on for survival, but farmers who grow food have their loved ones starve to death every year, and even their rights as human beings are taken away, and they are called serfs!"

"I believe many people have wondered why this happens. Why am I just trying to survive, not breaking the law or doing bad things, but I am often beaten, scolded and starved by various masters?"

Medea's voice continued to echo throughout the territory, and her doubts were also the biggest doubts in the hearts of most ordinary people.

Why is it that he lives honestly according to the lord's laws, never does evil, works diligently on the farm until he is exhausted, but cannot even meet the most basic need of feeding his family?

"The nobles said that all this is your fate, that you don't have noble blood, that you didn't work hard enough, and that you refused to accept your fate!"

The families of nobles who were undergoing labor reform in various dangerous areas raised their heads and looked towards the source of the sound, their numb eyes suddenly bursting with strong resentment and confusion.

The nobility are of noble blood, and their status is sacred and inviolable. This is the perception they have been instilled with since childhood, and they don't think there is anything wrong with it.

My ancestors have contributed to the kingdom and sacrificed their lives. The money my family has earned was also earned by their hard work. I have not suffered because my ancestors have suffered all the hardships in this life, the next life, and the next life!

Why did she judge them? Why did she confiscate the family property they had accumulated over generations? Why couldn't their family business of three or even several generations live better than ordinary people? !

If you don't blame your ancestors for not working hard, how can you blame their noble ancestors for working too hard? They are totally unreasonable, barbaric robbers!

In their eyes, Medea was a psychopath and a lunatic, who wanted to kill "his own people" and was the biggest traitor of the nobility.

"The world's 1% of the aristocracy owns 99% of the wealth. Even if 99% of their wealth disappears, they are still richer than 99.99% of the ordinary people in the world. Why?"

"Perhaps some people still believe in the nobles' rhetoric and firmly believe that they are born noble. But please look at the land you are standing on and the people around you. There are all kinds of people here, except nobles."

"You have proven that you can live better without the nobles, but the nobles cannot prove that they can live without you!"

The densely packed crowd below the stage kept their eyes fixed on the girl on the stage. As she spoke, they thought about the food they had at home and the clothes that kept them warm at all times.