Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

With Ning Fan's financial and human support, the few masters will naturally have nothing to worry about.

Open the furnace to make iron, and follow Ning Fan's instructions to melt the iron ore step by step. With the continuous blowing of the bellows, the air flow is sent into the iron-making furnace.

The fire in the furnace also spurted flames one after another with the blowing of the bellows.

The iron ore quickly melted in the high temperature, and several blacksmiths skillfully poured out the molten iron in order to cast iron ingots.

As for the unmelted slag, it is planned to be dumped directly.

Ning Fan had been standing guard at the side. Seeing this scene, Ning Fan knew that his chance to take action had come.

"slow!"

Ning Fan quickly jumped up to stop him.

"Your Highness, these are slag that cannot be melted away. What is the use of keeping them?"

Several blacksmith masters looked surprised.

"Part of it is indeed slag. It would be a pity to throw it away, but there are still very useful things in it. That is the secret to forging a peerless sword!"

Ning Fan smiled mysteriously.

Under Ning Fan's guidance, several blacksmith masters picked out some iron blocks that could not be melted from the slag.

"These things are precious. Their melting points are higher, but when you add the charcoal powder and raise the temperature of the furnace, they can still melt!"

Ning Fan chuckled, his eyes shining with anticipation.

The iron blocks that could not be melted were put back into the crucible, and then charcoal powder was added and fired again. The whole process was boring and complicated, but in order for the forging process not to fail, Ning Fan kept squatting.

The faces of the blacksmiths flickered in the midnight fire, and Ning Fan's heart was beating with the hammer.

Refining a sharp sword is not only Ning Fan's need to defeat the fourth prince, but also contains his ambition to build a great army.

In the era of cold weapons, the sharpness of weapons is undoubtedly very important.

If wootz steel can be successfully prepared, Dakang's weapon technology will be greatly improved, and his combat effectiveness will also be greatly improved.

"Your Highness, our bellows is almost broken, why can't these things melt?"

Several blacksmith masters showed questioning expressions.

"Keep warming it up!"

Ning Fan was not discouraged.

As the temperature of the furnace continued to rise, signs of melting were finally seen.

Finally, the unmeltable iron slag selected from the slag was mixed with carbon powder and then heated vigorously until it finally melted.

"It's done!"

Looking at this dark steel ball, Ning Fan knew that he had finally become one.

Having a reserve of knowledge for future generations is indeed like cheating.

"Masters, please take a rest today! This steel ball cannot be cooled quickly, so it can be cooled slowly in the furnace!"

Ning Fan gave instructions to several masters.

From last night until the Uzi steel ingot was formed, a full sixteen hours passed.

After Ning Fan ordered the kitchen to prepare extra meals for the chefs, he went to rest.

Next is the most complicated rolling and forging of steel, folding and forging, which requires time to polish.

The time left for the masters to rest is only five hours.

In the evening, Ning Fan woke up from bed.

When he came to the backyard, he found that several blacksmiths were already awake.

These craftsmen were also very excited. They gathered around the Uzi steel ingot and couldn't put it down.

Next to it, there were several broken swords, which were undoubtedly the results of experiments.

"Your Highness, the hardness of this iron ball is too high! When we experimented with these ordinary swords, it shattered immediately!"

A young blacksmith came over and said.

This blacksmith is called Yang Liancheng. He is a very studious guy with a very flexible mind.

Ning Fan also liked Yang Liancheng very much. This guy was quick-witted and had an almost paranoid love for smelting and forging technology.

The more this kind of person is, the more likely he is to grow into a master in the future.

There is a blueprint in Ning Fan's mind, which requires many top talents in the future. There is no doubt that Yang Liancheng is a talent in Ning Fan's eyes.

"Xiao Yang, you have broken so many swords. I'm afraid His Highness doesn't want to punish you."

"Yeah, what a waste!"

……

Several old masters were a little worried.

"It doesn't matter! You should not be afraid of waste in the future and conduct more experiments. After all, experiments can yield true knowledge!"

Ning Fan said immediately.

After hearing what Ning Fan said, the expressions of the old blacksmiths slowly returned to normal.

The next step is forging. This process requires Ning Fan's full guidance, and even Ning Fan has to personally participate in every detail.

Repeated folding and forging, this process can improve the fusion and toughness of the metal. In terms of craftsmanship and techniques, several old blacksmiths are impeccable, but in terms of forging methods, Ning Fan is hundreds of years ahead.

"Then the forged wootz steel will be wrapped around the raw steel to increase the rigidity of the sword blank."

Ning Fan began to guide the next step.

With the clanking sound of the hammer, a steel bar in the shape of a sword blank gradually took shape.

After midnight, the shape of the entire sword has basically taken shape, and the next step is to quench it!

"This is my special quenching material. Mix it into a paste and apply it on the sword body. After firing, just put it in water and quench it!"

Ning Fan took out a packet of powder.

This powder is a mixture of carbon powder, borax, clay, and iron powder.

Of course, Ning Fan did not tell the senior masters about the mixing ratio, not because Ning Fan was hiding something, but because it was a secret.

Once leaked, the consequences would be disastrous.

The quenching process is still uneventful, and the next step is polishing.

As the polishing progressed, the pitch-black sword finally became gleaming and radiant.

For this polishing process, the craftsmanship of several masters is at its peak, and Ning Fan doesn't need to say a word at all.

As for the production of the sword hilt and sword tandem, they are made of the most exquisite specifications and can be called works of art.

This would be the first Uzi steel sword of this era, so Ning Fan paid enough attention to it.

"Slowly polish and install it, then call me when you're ready."

Ning Fan suppressed his sleepiness and said.

At this point, three days have basically been used up.

In one more night, it will be the day for Ning Fan to compete with the fourth prince.

Xiao family.

"Miss, tomorrow is the day for the sword duel between the Fourth Prince and His Highness the Sixth Prince. I'm really worried that the Sixth Prince will lose!"

"After all, everyone knows that the Sixth Prince is very powerful in martial arts, and his swordsmanship is even better!"

Xiaoyu said worriedly.

Under the lamp, Xiao Lingxi was writing with a brush, and her brows furrowed slightly when she heard this.

"Xiaoyu, are you worried about the Sixth Prince?"

Xiao Lingxi looked at Xiaoyu with an inquiring look in her eyes.

"Miss, aren't you worried? If His Highness the Sixth Prince loses, who will tell us about the Condor Shooting?"

Xiaoyu almost cried.

Hearing what Xiaoyu said, the sourness in Xiao Lingxi's heart eased a lot. She said calmly: "The fourth prince may not dare to risk the world's taboos to attack the sixth prince. If he just loses, it doesn't matter."