Chapter 9 There was no city in the Plains

The light of the incandescent electric lamp was naturally extremely mysterious for the ancient people, and with the backdrop of the tent blackout cloth, in order to leave a deeper impression on Wang Li, Wang Xu could only light the storage lamp for one night.

Although he had an eye patch, perhaps because he was too worried, Wang Xu didn't sleep too peacefully, and he woke up at dawn, and carefully counted the package again, and found that anything unusual in it was a 'divine elixir' and had to make good use of it.

Fruit candy should be kept for rewards, yesterday looking at the state of the ink wolf, Wang Xu felt that a fruit candy could be exchanged for the allegiance of a dead soldier.

Canned meat, although it has spices and chemical processing, but it doesn't feel too shocking food, but the iron shell on the outside, solves the problem that Wang Xu has been troubled all night.

The iron shell of the canned food is the best material for axle bearings!

Originally, I was still worried about how to solve the wear and tear of the axle bearings of the 'mobile bunker', but in the absence of bronze casting, it all relied on the wooden axles and wheel hubs, the loss rate was too large, and there was no lubrication, the friction was large, and the action force would be very poor.

But with a smooth tin can, even if you make a solid wooden wheel, you can push it through the jungle.

However, the number of cans is too small, only nine cans, and two 'mobile bunkers' can be made by holding it up.

The so-called 'mobile bunker' is a fully enclosed four-wheeled carriage, the concept comes from the tank, and the technology comes from the funeral chariot in the tomb group of Zeng Marquis Yi restored by Wang Xu.

Wang Xu is still very interested in the restoration of chariots, because there was a fierce debate in the archaeological circles of the East and the West on the independent origin of chariots.

"Zhou Yi" recorded: "The Yellow Emperor and Yao Shun hung their clothes and ruled the world, served cattle and horses, and led the weight to benefit the world." The Yellow Emperor's Xuanyuan is obviously related to the production of the car.

"Ancient Historical Examination" recorded: "The Yellow Emperor made a car, Xi Zhong drove a horse in the Yu period, and Zhong made a car, and the system was more extensive."

According to records, it should be the Yellow Emperor who invented the car, and Xi Zhong in the Yu era improved the car. Then the history of China's use of cars should be pushed back to the Xia Yu era of more than 4,000 years.

However, a military flag was unearthed from the tomb of the king of your in the west, which was painted with the shape of a four-wheeled chariot, which verified that the city-state of your before 2100 BC had begun to use the chariot, but the earliest unearthed cultural relics in China were the chariot and horse pit of the tomb of the king of Yin in the middle of the Yin Shang Dynasty, and the time of excavation from the cultural relics was late with the Western chariot.

However, in order to prove the independence of the Chinese chariot, the Chinese archaeological community has restored the chariot of the Yin Shang period, which is different from the Egyptian chariot from the axle to the banner creation theory, although it has not been completely conclusive, but has overturned the theory that the chariot is a foreign product.

Therefore, Wang Xu still knows a lot about chariot manufacturing.

Moreover, the chariot also has a wonderful connection with Wang Xu's current identity as the Emperor of Yin Shang, because the first large-scale war in history using chariots took place at the end of the Yin Shang Dynasty.

Battle of Makino.

King Wu of Zhou took advantage of the mobility of the chariot to fight a blitzkrieg and raid the Shang capital Chaoge.

However, there is no sufficient external resources at present, Wang Xu can only make some of the most primitive chariots, that is, directly using solid wood wheels, although the action of solid wood wheels is very slow, but at least it can also provide convenience for migration.

After all, it is very dangerous to carry more than 100 people across the jungle without adequate food reserves.

Got out of the tent and was startled to see Wang Li, who was waiting on the stone bed with red eyes and a face as white as a zombie.

"Haven't slept all night?" Wang Xu asked with a smile.

"The effect of the divine light is amazing, and I feel that the wounds on my body seem to be slowly healing." Wang Li said with a somewhat wooden expression.

"Yes." Wang Xu smiled, not ready to tell him that he was just excited because of excessive anger that stimulated the pituitary gland and stimulated adrenal hormones.

Wang Li, who had been hungry for a day and a night and hadn't slept all night, shouldn't be much of a threat, Wang Xu untied the rope on his body, and by the way, he untied the bandage on his leg, "It will take a few days for the wound to heal completely, don't move, so as not to affect the healing." ”

"Can't you use your divine powers to help me heal?" Wang Li's eyes widened as he looked at the wound on his leg, which seemed to have been sewn up with needles and threads.

"You are a soldier, you should know what a military order is." Wang Xu glanced at Wang Li meaningfully, "Since I have descended to earth, I naturally have to abide by the rules of the world." ”

"Do the gods have to obey the rules?" Wang Li blinked.

"Of course, people have their own rules, and God naturally has God's rules." Wang Xu smiled, "The environment here is not too good, you just take care of it, and when you can move around, I will send you back." ”

"Since you have to abide by the rules of the world, you shouldn't be able to send me away." Wang Li's IQ suddenly went online.

"Even if you keep the rules of the world, I can send you away." Wang Xu pretended to chuckle profoundly, and then left the room with the bag on his back and the golden eagle in tow.

"Gods." Wang Li looked at the background of Wang Xu's departure and muttered in confusion.

.........

"The Great!" Mo Lian, who had just lit the fire and was about to cook breakfast, was startled by Wang Xu, who suddenly appeared.

"Let's go get some water." Wang Xu waved his hand, took away the bronze kettle from the stone frame, and placed his iron pot on it.

Mo Lian blinked, and went to fetch water with the bronze cauldron.

The staple food eaten by the lonely bamboo people is not boiled, but fried, and the ghost grass and soybeans are thrown into the bronze kettle and fried and eaten, although the taste cannot be said to be unpalatable, but Wang Xu is still not used to eating.

Why not use the way of cooking, Wang Xu thinks that there may be two main reasons, one is that the Guzhu tribe does not have an abundant water source, the water here is brought from a distance and hoarded in a pottery pond, and because there is no shelter, it is mixed with rain and morning dew, and the water quality is turbid.

Another possibility is that it takes a long time to steam and cook food, and it is more convenient for the lonely bamboo people who are always in a state of war.

Mo Lian is a smart girl, although the water is still a little muddy, but at least there is no sand and other sundries, put soybeans, ghost grass and water into the iron pot, add a firewood, Wang Xu looked at the misty forest and asked, "Are you curious about what is behind this forest?" ”

Mo Lian, who was kneeling on the side, was slightly stunned, and her bright eyes flashed with doubt, "Behind the forest?" It should still be a forest, but I've heard that if you go north, you will be able to enter the Central Plains. ”

Looking at Mo Lian's eyes that became brighter and brighter when he mentioned the Central Plains, Wang Xu couldn't help but smile, "You really want to go to the Central Plains to see?" ”

"Hmm." Mo Lian pursed her lips, her face flushed with excitement, and nodded seriously, "The monarch said, the Central Plains is a hundred feet high, the city walls are guarded by guards, the city is full of brick and stone paved roads, the people there are dressed in beautiful clothes, there are all kinds of unheard of snacks and delicacies on the streets, there is no need to worry about the threat of wild beasts and wind and snow, and there are no barbarian tribes, it is rich and safe, it is the best place in the world." ”

Mo Lian's somewhat sallow little face was wistful, and her voice became soft, trying to describe the city with all the beautiful words she knew.

Wang Xu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the city she described came to mind, which was indeed a good place, especially for the people of the lonely bamboo country who lived in dire straits.

But the city that Mo Lian wants is not in the Central Plains.

Although there are many hundred-foot city walls in the Central Plains, no matter how high the city walls are, they cannot resist the spread of war, even Xianyang, the world's first male city built in the next ten years, will eventually be burned by a man with the same heavy pupils as Wang Xu.

What Mo Lian wanted was not that city, but a pure land where they could live and work in peace and contentment without wars and dangers.

"There is no such city in the Central Plains." Wang Xu spoke softly, breaking the girl's illusion.

Mo Lian's expression froze, and his eyes slowly became puzzled and aggrieved.

"Because such a city can only be built by our own hands." Wang Xu showed a gentle smile.

Mo Lian looked at Wang Xu's smile in a daze, and her cheeks and body were inexplicably hot.

The manic rhythm from her heart gave rise to a strange feeling that she had never felt before, making her sit still, lowering her head and not daring to look directly at Wang Xu, clutching her sleeves crampedly.

Mo Lian's reaction made Wang Xu pause for a moment, coughed lightly and looked away, changed the topic, and asked about other things about the Lonely Bamboo Country.

From the conversation, it can be understood that Mo Lian's status in the country of Guzhu should be second only to the monarch, and the background should also be particular, otherwise a girl will not be able to have a name.

Mo Lian is to assist Mo Kui in managing the internal affairs of Guzhu, but Mo Lian is not Mo Kui's daughter, and there seems to be no other royal family or nobles in Guzhu Country, if it is the chosen heir and chooses a woman as the heir, then Wang Xu is really impressed by Mo Kui's concept, but obviously not.

Wang Xu really wants to know her identity, because in this way, Wang Xu may be able to solve his doubts, and the woman he finally saw in the sarcophagus is Mo Lian.

If so, will there be some connection with yourself?

The aroma of rice porridge woke Wang Xu up from his daze and lifted the lid of the pot.

The orange-yellow rice porridge inside gave Wang Xu a sense of familiarity, and he scooped a small spoonful to taste the taste, which was much better than expected.

Mo Lian blinked her big eyes, staring at the rice porridge in the pot and swallowing her saliva, she was so big, it was the first time she knew that Gui He still had this way of eating.

"Taste?" Wang Xu scooped another spoonful and handed it to Mo Lian.

Mo Lian's body stiffened, and he quickly knelt on the ground, "The courtiers are offended!" Please forgive the Emperor. ”

Wang Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, "The emperor doesn't have so many crimes to condemn to you, raise your head." ”

Instinctively obeying Wang Xu's command, he raised his head stiffly, and was stuffed with a mouthful of rice porridge by Wang Xu, and the warm, sticky and sweet taste made Mo Lian's eyes wet.

This taste fulfilled all her expectations for food.