In the blink of an eye, it was already the fourth day that Song Yong had come to the primordial era plane.

The hundred or so tribal leaders in the southwest region who came to the meeting had already brought a few guards and hurried back to their respective tribes.

Let the gray rabbit tribe, which has been noisy for some time, return to its former peace.

Of course, things are not absolute, even if it is like the old man of Chibai, after the meeting, he only stayed in the Gray Rabbit Tribe for one more day.

Yu Song Yong and the two of them drank a high two-pot head in private.

With a pout, he returned to the Chibai tribe with an aftertaste.

But the girl of the tough bone witch Jiang Ying is in a posture of occupying the No. 1 wooden house for a long time and not planning to leave, and planning to spend this winter in the warmer gray rabbit tribe.

He doesn't seem to be worried at all, because his departure will cause some changes in the Tough Bone Tribe.

In her words: In such a cold winter day, no matter how crazy the Dark Temple and the wild people are, they can't do such a brainless thing as launching an expedition.

Instead of going back to the Tough Bone Tribe and being bored, it is better to stay in the more fun Gray Rabbit Tribe for a while longer.

As for the agreements reached at the meeting, those things that need to be done by the Tough Bone Tribe, it would be nice to send someone back to convey their orders.

In other words, if the tough bone witch Jiang Ying is a girl, it will be fine if she is just a light village living in the gray rabbit.

Counting her guards and servants, it is just to make the gray rabbit tribe have an extra burden of more than two dozen mouths this winter.

To provide enough food for these people, the Grey Rabbit tribe is also stress-free.

In addition, whether it was Jiang Ying himself, or his servants and guards, they were very honest.

Either they stayed in warm cabins, or they just moved around in the Grey Rabbit tribe, which was not so sensitive.

There is no intention of going to those workshops to peep and find out the secrets of the Gray Rabbit tribe.

The only thing that is a little different is that next to the Tough Bone Witch, there is a personal servant woman called Kite.

Often as long as she has free time, she will intentionally or unintentionally go to the gangster to make fun of the guy, and often inadvertently, she will let the lesbian pea of the gangster's family, the boss's vinegar jar be overturned.

On the second day, the hooligan who appeared in front of other people's eyes would have a few more obvious scratches on his face.

But what does such a small thing have to do with Song Yong?

What really makes Song Yong a headache, and even a fright, is that if he lets the tough bone witch Jiang Ying live again, will his poor waist be gone?

It was also after leaving the red cypress that the buns of the Gray Rabbit tribe magically discovered such a point:

In the recent period, their Brother Yong has worked too hard at work.

Maybe it's because of the huge pressure of the savage tribe that Brother Yong is worried that in the future battle, there will be too many casualties among them!

Therefore, Brother Yong is so busy forgetting to sleep and eating, and wants to make more equipment.

I have to say that Brother Yong's busy appearance is in their eyes, and it hurts in their hearts, and they hate the old enemy of the savage who caused this moment more and more.

The problem is that the truth of the matter is not like this at all......

In the artisan section of the village, the largest forging workshop in the area.

"Brother Yong, it's almost one o'clock in the middle of the night, why don't we continue to study here, and you can go back and get a good night's sleep first? You look more and more haggard these days, don't be tired. ”

Putting down the six fingers of the seamless steel pipe in his hand, he looked at their Brother Yong as he suggested.

It's just a few days later, and the respected Brother Yong's whole person seems to have lost some weight, and most importantly, his eyes are full of exhaustion.

To this end, he is leading a group of craftsmen to build the six fingers of the musket under the guidance of Song Yong.

After glancing at the electronic watch on his wrist, he finally couldn't help it.

And when the poor young man heard this, he didn't know what to say.

He was embarrassed to tell his dirt buns that he didn't want to be more tired, and he didn't want to die of exhaustion like an old cow.

is to find such an excuse, hoping to survive these painful and fast nights.

That's not going to be possible.

A determined expression appeared on Song Yong's face.

Then, the inexplicably set the tone: "No, we must make a musket today and see how it works." ”

After hearing this, the six fingers and the others had a great respect for Brother Yong in their hearts, and they reached the extreme at this moment.

In the end, they were determined to work harder:

Since even the Venerable Brother Yong is so desperate, then they are tired to death today, and they have to build the Lauzi musket.

For the flint smoothbore musket like the brown bass, Song Yongna gave great hopes.

The same infantry phalanx, using muskets and bows as long-range weapons, in terms of actual combat effectiveness, are fundamentally two different concepts.

Therefore, the actual work arrangement of the Gray Rabbit tribe looks like this:

After arranging for the craftsmen who were not skilled in the craft, with more new apprentices, they began to make iron and forge iron spear heads.

He took the six fingers and so on, the best craftsmen.

Attempts to build muskets began to be made of seamless steel pipes and hard walnut.

It's a pity that even if they had complete drawings, some of the most difficult parts to make, Song Yong brought them from the modern plane.

But when I really tried it, I found quite a lot of difficulties.

At least by this time, it had been two days in a row, and the first musket had still not been crafted.

Or in other words, the musket created made Song Yong very dissatisfied with the use.

Seamless steel pipes from modern planes, very hard walnut, were made into gun carriages and butts, and naturally there was no problem.

The main problem is the appearance of flint ignition devices.

Because so far, Song Yong has not been able to produce mine mercury on a large scale.

Therefore, when he retreated, he could only use the method of sticking a high-quality stone on the iron, hitting the iron plate after pulling the trigger, and generating a spark to ignite the gunpowder magazine.

to finally ignite the gunpowder in the barrel of the gun, so as to achieve the purpose of allowing the lead to shoot out.

According to the data of the famous lobster musketeers in the empire where the sun never sets, the brown bass musket that fires in this way has a success rate of more than 85%.

But God knows why, and where the angle was not adjusted.

Song Yong was in the gunpowder warehouse, all of which were packed into export fireworks from modern times, and the success rate of the dismantled high-quality gunpowder was only about fifty percent.

In other words, after a shot goes down, there is a half chance that it will not be fired.

Isn't it a joke to use such a thing against a wild man?

In order to solve this problem, Song Yong could only lead his craftsmen to adjust again and again.

The hard work paid off, and after working until midnight, they finally found the best angle of equipment, so that the success rate of the shot reached 90 percent......

"Alright, everyone, hurry up and take a break, and we'll try to make gunpowder tomorrow, and we'll see if this thing works." ”

Looking at the final formed musket, Song Yong greeted Six Fingers and the others.

This is because the black powder used in fireworks is very different from that used in guns, that is, it can be used to experiment with the success rate of firing.

If you really want to use it for war, it's a joke.

At the same time, when Song Yong said this, he also thought easily in his heart:

"Hmph~ It's all at this point in time, the girl should have gone to sleep, right? Even if she doesn't sleep, no matter what she calls me, I'll just ignore her~"

However, soon the young man knew a sentence:

What is called being too stupid and naïve!

As he hurried towards Gardenia, the No. 2 cabin where he had recently lived, intending to spend a peaceful, warm night.

Suddenly, a devilish voice sounded behind him: "Hey~ Dad, where are you going?"

In the midst of the ghost's mission, the young man just stopped his steps, although he was not a stunned young man who didn't understand anything, but he hadn't experienced this kind of thing either!