When the group came to the homeless people with mules, horses, horses, and grain.

The homeless people looked at the grain, went crazy, and some even shed tears.

They couldn't believe it, some of them threw themselves on the food bags, leaving tears of excitement, and the pikemen suddenly felt that they were tired and tired, and that everything was worth it when they saw the smiling faces of their loved ones.

"Long live Childe" a child shouted loudly, and the voice of Childe Long live rang out, but the team of hundreds of people gathered into a tsunami-like sound.

Looking at the shouts of these homeless people, the old man Li Muzi and the others all looked at this group of crazy refugees with a look of surprise, and the old man said: "This kid actually feeds such a group of oil bottles?" ”

"No, master, this son is very wise, do you think they are dragging oil bottles, they are dragging oil bottles, if you treat them as friends, they are your most powerful helpers, all dynasties, isn't it this group of oil bottles that overthrew the dynasty?" That Wang Dazhu said.

"Cut, dare to go up to the old man's mouth" The old man didn't say anything.

Wang Youcai walked up to a few people and said proudly: "See, my brother, he has poured out his heart and lungs for these refugees, sharing weal and woe, and these refugees are naturally good to my brother." ”

Wang Youcai was carrying a self-generated firearm on his back, but there was no space for the mule to occupy, so he carried it directly on his back, and was seen by the old man, and the old man said strangely: "Alas, you actually have a self-generated firearm, this kind of firearm is relatively rare in my Ming Dynasty."

"You know?" Wang Youcai was a little strange, and handed his fire gun to the old man, who took the self-made fire gun and looked at it, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that the spring is broken." ”

"If there are tools such as files, you can repair them," Wang Dazhu on the side said with some pity.

"Yes, this one is" Wang Youcai's face changed greatly, with a look of surprise, and said, "Are you sure you can repair it?" ”

"Of course, old man, in addition to being an artilleryman, my blacksmith skills are also good," Old man Li Muzi laughed.

"Great, we have more than a dozen self-generated firearms, you can show them all, we have the tools, I found some from the bandits just now" Wang Youcai said happily.

The old man looked at the dozen or so firecrackers that Wang Youcai had found, and found a few that could not be used, and only ten that could be repaired, so he and a few apprentices began to repair them.

Seeing the old man holding the tools he found from the bandits, Xiao Chuan was ecstatic, originally thought that these strange tools were intended for Xiao Chuan to keep and sell as scrap metal, but he didn't expect these things to be the tools of the old man.

They took those strange-shaped tools and began to repair, looking at Xiaochuan's eyes straightened, he was learning machinery, it stands to reason that ancient fitters should use files and other things, but seeing the old man's strange-shaped tools, I can't help but think of a legend about the eighth-level fitter that all those who learn machinery have stopped, and this old man Li is also the technology of the eighth-level fitter.

The so-called eight-level fitter is the rating system created at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and there are only a few hundred people in the whole of Greater China, but they can rely on manual tools to make things that CNC machine tools can't do, this is a miracle, they can use a lathe to make uranium balls for atomic bombs, and use files to make fighter parts, there was once a joke "What are you eight eight-level fitters, do you want to make rockets?" “

Of course, this is not just a joke, the military industry is the process of laying eggs and laying chickens, using low-level machine tools to make high-level machine tools, mixed with some sand mold casting technology. The skills of the ancients were no worse than those of the modern people, what they lacked was creativity.

With this old man Li, he made a modern lathe, as long as it is driven by a pulley instead of an electrically driven chuck, then a simple lathe can be made, and the guide rail can be rubbed out by their anti-weather fitter technology (that's what the older generation of fitters did)

In the case of milling machines, this kind of more rebellious will take time to precipitate, and it is not easy to make, of course, this kind of thing cannot be used.

Xiao Chuan suddenly looked forward to the hundred houses, and just as Xiao Chuan was thinking, he felt a softness leaning on his back.

Chen Xiangyi just hugged Xiaochuan and touched her tears, and said: "Next time, this kind of thing, you let me go with you, if you encounter danger, I can also block the knife for you." ”

"Xiangyi, how can I let you block the knife for me" Xiao Chuan had a black line on his face and patted her on the back.

Han Gang on the side saw this scene, he was envious, jealous and hateful, but he still said calmly: "Lord, the traces we walked on the road have been cleaned up, don't worry that we will be found by this group of bandits." ”

"No, just in case, we don't rest tonight and rush overnight!" Xiao Chuan stood up and said with some worry, there was always an indescribable feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and he couldn't tell why he felt this way.

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Outside the Black Corner Village, there is a sea of black oppressive people, as well as the towering human head weapon, which looks very spectacular.

Led by a man wearing an iron helmet, his face was pale, he was the big boss of Heijiao Village, Zhang Heijiao. After a while, a minion came with fear on his face, and said: "Oh no, the village is empty, and our food and wealth are all gone."

"What about the eighth, the eighth, you get out of here" Zhang Heijiao shouted loudly, and the bandits around him trembled, and no one dared to speak.

"Big brother, the starling brother is dead, and all the brothers left behind in the village are dead" The little minion's tone was a little sad.

Ah———— old eight, Zhang Heijiao shouted, his face was full of grief, and shouted: "Who is it, who attacked my cottage, who killed my brother"

"It should be a cottage next to it," said a lean man on the side, "Otherwise, no one else would have the guts"

"Damn, there's no sign of them escaping," Zhang Heijiao sniffed, and he wanted to track the footprints of the group as they evacuated.

"Big brother, the brothers have looked for it, this fire man should be an expert, we can't find the slightest trace" The little minion was a little surprised.

"What!" Zhang Hijiao's eyes widened, his face was angry, and he said: "Damn, hateful, the food has been robbed, if you don't take it back, how can the brothers survive" He has more than 1,000 people in the cottage, and there is no food, so he broke up in two days.

"Don't worry, boss," the lean man on the side said, "Little Black"

With a dog barking———— a black puppy ran over, and the thin man smiled: "Xiao Hei's nose is so smart, even if they eliminate the traces, Xiao Hei can track it according to the taste." ”

"Okay, brothers, follow me, kill all these bandits, and avenge my brothers," Zhang Heijiao shouted angrily. Xiao Chuan didn't know that a storm was coming at him,

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