Chapter 215 Nonsense

Schönbrunn Palace, Franz's study.

Franz always believed that he didn't have to choose sides when watching gangsters fight.

As long as Austria didn't become a lackey of the British, Franz could accept other behaviors.

Of course, Franz would not do nothing, at least he would not let the British completely take the initiative in the negotiations.

There was no place to plunder in the coastal areas of Egypt, and its hot and severe weather was not conducive to the march of its own army officers and soldiers, so it was the right time to take this opportunity to rest in the desert under the pretext of avoiding the heat.

So the Austrian army in the coalition was fully deployed. In fact, no one in the world likes to fight. Unless they are forced to do so, or the temptation is too great, no one wants to put their heads on their belts.

Friedrich was very dissatisfied with the performance of the Austrian Navy's sneak attack on Alexandria. One operation encountered two storms, which greatly reduced the fleet's benefits.

Nearly half of the small boats and supplies stolen from Egypt, as well as the Egyptians responsible for driving the boats, were lost.

Of course, the surviving Egyptians did not resent Friedrich, but instead prayed for him with gratitude.

But it was a shame for this high-spirited naval star. Friedrich dismissed the navigator and ordered him to erect a monument for each victim to atone for his sins.

In fact, the navigator was also very wronged. After all, sailing at sea was full of unknown risks, and he only made judgments based on experience.

Weather forecasting in this era was still in the metaphysical stage, and seafarers could only make guesses based on their own experience and the weather at the time.

But Friedrich did not think so. He decided to go to Franz to see if this cunning kid had any solution.

Royal Garden.

Franz looked at this slightly short uncle helplessly.

"The current technological conditions are not enough to solve this problem. I have some equipment here that you may be able to use."

To be honest, the question raised by Friedrich was too advanced. Not to mention that Austria did not have the ability to build weather stations in various parts of the Mediterranean, even if there were weather stations, the information could not be transmitted in time, and the massive amount of calculations that could be transmitted in time could not be completed by humans.

In history, someone tried to let 64,000 mathematicians calculate the information of weather changes at the same time, but of course they failed. Even at the end of World War II, humans still could not accurately predict the weather.

Ajani brought a box and placed it in front of Friedrich.

"What is this?" Friedrich immediately looked for the weather forecaster of his dreams with great excitement.

"Thermometer, hygrometer, rain gauge, wind speed detector, wind vane, barometer" Ajani helped to introduce.

"So troublesome? Are these all useful?" Friedrich asked.

"Yes" Franz nodded.

"With these, can I predict the weather?"

"No."

Friedrich immediately frowned.

"Then what do I need these for?"

"They can play some auxiliary roles and provide you with some data to make your guess more reliable." Franz answered.

"." Friedrich was speechless for a while.

"Is there really no way?"

"No way, even if another hundred years pass, it may not be able to solve this problem."

"So you are also powerless sometimes, Miss Ajani. Look at Franz's helpless and self-righteous look, it's really funny." Friedrich smiled awkwardly, because Ajani just responded to him with a half-smile.

"Provocation doesn't work on me, this is really beyond my ability." Franz was not very happy either. Friedrich obviously regarded himself as Doraemon, and this feeling of powerlessness made people very uncomfortable.

"Okay then." Friedrich didn't hesitate.

"Can your rockets be modified again? They are always flying around in the sky. Although we can now ensure that they fly forward, we still can't control where they will explode."

It just so happened that the design of the rodless spinning rocket had been completed recently, so Franz took out the drawings.

"What is this? It looks like an old-fashioned long-barreled cannon."

"That's the main body of the rocket in front of the launcher."

"Without the wooden pole, wouldn't it shake more?"

"No, because the tail fins are added, the wooden pole is redundant. After removing the wooden pole, it will be more stable. And look at the tail of the rocket."

Friedrich looked at it for a while and didn't find anything different.

"Isn't it just that the direction of the tail fins has changed?"

"No, this is called a spiral tail fin, which can use the flames ejected by the rocket launch to make itself rotate to achieve stability. Its accuracy is far greater than that of the previous long-bar rocket." Franz answered very proudly.

In fact, adding tail fins to long-bar rockets is completely superfluous. Not only is it a waste of money, but the things made are not very practical. The design of the spiral tail fin is not complicated, and it is also very easy to modify. It just needs to increase the amount of gunpowder, so it needs the help of a hydraulic press.

"You really like the spiral design, and the previous propellers were the same, what a weird thing."

"Get lost."

"How much can the accuracy be improved?"

"Ten times!"

"That's not much"

"At least it won't hit the soldiers in the front row anymore."

"That's really good"

"You should take this opportunity to learn more about the British fleet and tactics." Franz suggested.

"The British tactics?" Friedrich's tone was quite disdainful.

"Yes, the British Royal Navy's tactics. You must know that they have just wiped out the main fleets of the Egyptian and Ottoman navies."

Franz knew that no country on the sea could compete with Britain at this time, so he felt that there was nothing wrong with letting the commander of his country's navy learn the British tactics.

"It has no reference value. The workmanship of the Egyptian warships is extremely poor. The materials used are cheap oak imported from France. Most of them are randomly pieced together. This kind of ship will be blasted by the "ship killer" twice. It will fall apart, and even larger storms can tear small ships apart."

"There are problems in the design of the hull and the sails. The craftsmen are also extremely careless and often use a few fewer nails or less paint in key places. These seemingly small problems are indeed extremely fatal to the warship. .

Their ships can penetrate the hull with their 8-pounder guns, and cause large-scale damage with their 12-pounder guns. Even if my ship fires a direct shot from a sixteen-pounder, it may not be able to break through the defense. "

Friedrich was very proud when he said this. After all, he had a modified steam ironclad. Of course, this ironclad cannot be called an ironclad in the strict sense, but a wooden sailing ship with iron plates hanging on both sides of the ship.

"Don't be too proud. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle." Franz said.

Friedrich slapped the table.

"Franz, I tell you, I know their ships better than those British guys. I have models of every ship in the Royal Navy, and I know how to destroy them."

Franz was a little at a loss and had to spread his hands to show that he meant no harm.

In fact, in this era, not only all naval admirals regard the Sun Never Sets Navy as their idol, but they also regard it as their imaginary enemy.

From the day he chose the navy, Friedrich always wanted to defeat the British Royal Navy. But when he discovered that with the strength of the Austrian Empire, the best result of fighting the British was the annihilation of the entire army, and the most rational choice was not to become an enemy of the British.