The caravan did not reach the port of Cancer, but stopped at a castle estate twenty kilometers southeast of the port. The castle is made of reinforced concrete. Binghe saw that there were mechanical bunkers around the fortress that could be raised and lowered. This shows that this is a military fortress with extremely high defensive power.

This destination made Binghe confused throughout the whole process, looking around to see if there were any plans to divert to the city in the team, and he could just say hello and leave. However, Binghe's small abacus went bankrupt, and the two knights next to him stood side by side on either side of Binghe, sandwiching Binghe in the middle of the team. That look was obviously a warning to Binghe not to do anything wrong.

What made Binghe even more confused was that after the horse team entered, the team was obviously the army of the regular army. The line lined up and saluted the female knight in the procession. As the team stepped through the metal gates, from the cheers of the crowd, Binghe heard the words "Under the crown of Willy".

The female rider who was led by the woman, Very, who was embraced by the people, was waving to the crowd around her as she entered the city, announcing her arrival at the fortress. And the knight beside her perfectly followed the posture of the honor guard.

Binghe, who didn't know what to do with the team at all, could only sit upright on the horse, neither waving nor smiling, and sat stiffly on the horse and thought to himself: "Am I going to plan to return to China, shouldn't the script be, isn't it when you are busy with you, and I can leave the field freely?" Why don't you play by the rules? ”

Walked into the castle in a daze, was taken to the room in a daze, took off the hair cover and changed clothes in a daze.

In the allotted room, after sorting out his state, Binghe walked out of the room and tried to ask if he could buy a carriage to leave, but the castle servant did not answer Binghe's question. And when he tried to leave, the guards of the castle blocked Binghe again and did not let Binghe leave.

Binghe could only return to the room, pacing around the empty hall a few times, and stomping his feet in anger. The fist slammed into the air.

And all this awe is clearly seen in the mirror observation in the other room.

Voyeurism, in the 21st century, involves placing a camera in a corner and taking a candid shot. As for this world, the technology of steam has always allowed Binghe to habitually bring in the background and the modern situation of the earth.

And in fact, there are some things in this world that are still very far ahead of their time. For example, a glass bulb mounted on a ceiling chandelier sends all the light in one room to another. Binghe was not at all wary of being prying eyes.

In the central hall of the castle, Willy, who had changed into a white costume at this time, was watching the situation in Bingnu's room with great interest. When Binghe took off her hood, Verian asked the person next to her in a puzzled tone, "Is it a girl?" This hair is so beautiful."

But then he looked at it carefully and confirmed again, "Oh, it's a boy." ”

Binghe, who was a little resigned to his fate, finally couldn't bear to be idle, checked his luggage in the room, opened the compartment of the box, took out the firearm, and oiled it. Then tuck it into the mezzanine again. A kick under the bed.

Binghe turned his attention to something special in the suitcase

This suit looks like a tights, but this tights has a structure composed of a large number of metal mesh cables. This is a mechanical suit.

Machine controllers work in factories and usually don their own mechanically assisted clothing to do so. And the most representative of these mechanical clothing is the workwear of multiple mechanical wrists and feet.

However, as Binghe, the mechanical controller, took possession of the domain, he began to set foot in the battlefield. Binghe began to think about designing a combat mechanical suit, the battle suit

The name of the "battle uniform" is the name of Binghe, and after the end of the Wicka incident, Binghe carefully judged his own "weak" individual combat power, and Binghe seriously planned to use tools to make up for this weakness.

However, there is a huge difference in the design requirements between the factory mechanical suit and the mechanical warfare suit on the battlefield. First of all, it had to be lightweight, while maintaining as much power as possible and manoeuvrable.

As on Earth, for example, a factory steam engine weighing tens of tons and an aero engine weighing a ton are of the same power, but behind it is the crown of industrial manufacturing.

Binghe's designed combat uniform indicators: the weight should be within 20 kilograms, and it should be close to the body when worn, and the physical beauty of the human body can still be seen, and there will be the beauty of a mechanical shell after wearing it, just like changing into a metal limb. And the power of the suit should reach eight horsepower, preferably twenty horsepower.

[Three major difficulties in the manufacture of combat uniforms: small energy system, mechanical muscles, and neuromimetic combat uniform action control]

First: a small energy system.

When Binghe redesigned the Mechanic Fortress lineage of the Gun Flame Clan, he almost like obsessive-compulsive disorder stuffed a mimic catalyst spell into it, because Binghe had conceived of this suit at that time.

The graphene high-energy lithium battery technology of the 22nd century is not even thought of in this era. But there is magic in this era. Now, with mimicry catalysis, very small fuel cells can operate. Placing the aluminum block in the slots on the back of the suit can quickly release power. This technical core has been solved, and the few inconspicuous long layers on the back of the suit that bend with the spine around the waist are energy slots.

Second: mechanical muscles.

Mechanical muscle technology, a world that has not even entered the electric age, has long mastered this mechanical muscle technology. The mechanical controllers of this world have brought this aspect of the tech tree to the fore.

That is, the use of alchemy to construct a fine structure inside the wires. Each wire has a structure inside it that loads vanadium dioxide, which stretches and contracts when heated by an electric current and cooled by magic. That's the mechanical muscle. This mechanical muscle is capable of producing much stronger stretching force than human muscles, but it can be damaged after a lot of exercise, so it is theoretically necessary to replace the mechanical muscle module frequently.

Now this technology is not a problem, the mechanical muscles made by Bing Core are definitely the top in this world, and in the entire Western Continent, the Qingjun family has mastered the top alchemy. And now, after Binghe used the Spear Flame Family's magic vein as a template to concoct the realm, it was very likely that he himself would be stronger than Qingjun in alchemy. The rolls of mechanical muscle fibers that are comparable to the thickness of silk in the box that are now placed in Binghe's chest, so that the mechanical controllers of the Oka people may not be able to confirm that this is the mechanical muscle fibers.

Third: quasi-neurological control system.

This is the most difficult.

Binghe's mechanical suit is not the heavy armor that carries the Vulcan cannon. Under the precise sniping of the world's sighters, bulky has no future on the battlefield. The reason why the multi-legged mechanical suits of those mechanical controllers in the factories of this world did not enter the battlefield. That's why.

And low-quality, high-power, high-agility suits require a very good control system. If the suit's artificial muscle system can't effectively connect with the nerves, the suit has no nerve control. No matter how powerful the mechanical muscles are, they are sluggish, inflexible, stumbling, and unable to grasp the balance.

How to control, how to control, this involves complex ergonomics.

So, theoretically, if this suit were to be developed in this world, it would require the cooperation of both the mechanical controller and the medical priest. And the social cooperation situation in this world is really worrying, which is why this kind of thing has not appeared for a long time.

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The so-called science and technology level is often that scientist A thinks that part B is unrealizable, and scientist B also thinks that part A is unrealizable. Therefore, neither of the two scientists has done planned research on the relevant development direction, and only by organizing and leading scientists in the two fields A and B can they open up new scientific fields.

Artificial mechanical muscles are obviously involved in the two fields of mechanical manufacturing and human body. The mechanic and the physician are separated by a mountain and do not communicate with each other. The world's social leaders are also reluctant to gain insight into the knowledge of various regions of society. Therefore, some technologies have always been separated by a thin barrier.

The will to pierce this barrier will be praised as great wisdom by the historical records of hindsight, but if the vast majority of people who are born in the era of barriers without knowing anything about the rules and regulations, when they see this breakthrough taking place, their first reaction is often "unruly"

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In the upper guest room inside the fortress, Binghe once again examines the possibility of the prototype design of the mechanical suit.

"I'm going to be a knight. Be a medical pastor, too. First be a medical priest who understands ergonomics, and then steal the knight's job. Binghe couldn't help but think of the knights who had bullied him over the years.

First there was St. Sauc Chanhong, then there was Lantao City, and now the small book in the core of Bing, who is beginning to hold grudges, opened the accounts of the past: "Isn't there a brute force, compare it with a machine with full electric power!" ”

[After four hours, a trace of tiredness welled up]

Binghe curled his legs and hands on the chair and muttered, "Technology can't be done alone." It's been too long and I'm a little homesick. ”

Speaking of which, Bing Core kicked his legs, did a backflip, and landed on the large bed in the room, although he controlled the force, (that is, the momentum that landed on the bed was slowly released by him) the sturdy wooden bed was not smashed apart. But the plank made the sound of the drum falling hammer. When Binghe's body landed on the bed, he lay down on the bed, rolled up the quilt, and curled up into a flower roll.

Veryanne, who was in the hall of the fortress with her fist on her cheek, was startled by such a sudden and violent movement. She couldn't help but lean forward, looking at the monitoring interface with wide eyes, her eyes revealing regret for missing the wonderful scene.

In Verian's eyes, Binghe's actions just now were very exciting. At least at the same age, Verian couldn't be as skilled in fixing as Binghe.

[Six days later, the sun rises again from the horizon. On the leaves, the crystal dew has not dried up, reflecting the brilliance of seven colors]

Binghe stands on the highest platform of the castle. As the metallic color of his hair became more and more obvious, Binghe wore a gray helmet at this time and tucked all his hair into it to prevent his hair from being too conspicuous in the sun. Leaning on the lookout hill of the fortress and watching, the army drilled in the distance.

On the castle training ground, the slogan of training sounded. The soldiers on the training ground are being rigorously drilled, stabbing with fake guns made of wooden poles, while the officers are checking the results of the training with 'spirit injection sticks' in the phalanx of soldiers.

These soldiers are basically non-professionals, their stomachs are not bad, and their muscles are strong.

The difference between a modern soldier and a feudal soldier was only in logistical supply and training.

His clothes are tattered, skinny, and he can't clean up regularly for personal duties. This is what the feudal soldier looked like. And there is an abundant food, salary, and a strict rank system. With uniform clothing, heavy training, and reflexive obedience to orders, that is the modern soldier. As for the glorious traditions, style and discipline, don't be harsh on modern soldiers.

Now these soldiers on the training ground have to go out once a month to dissipate the anxiety of the strict hierarchy, and 90 percent of these soldiers who let off the wind are visiting the kiln in Crab Harbor (Cancer Harbor) to vent the fire. Therefore, in Binghe's eyes, the ideological quality of these soldiers is quite problematic.

"Kill, kill, kill—" in his voice

In the training ground, the soldier stabbed the spear in the palm of his hand forward with all his strength. The officers on the side were savagely instructed in these movements.

"Raise it up a little bit, is it all dung that you eat in the morning?" "The stab is so boring, you are also a soft stick to the girl."

All kinds of vulgar words made Binghe, who was standing on the top of the tower two hundred meters away, embarrassed. "The owner of this castle is a woman, and these rammers are a little too straightforward, right?"

Complaining is complaining, Binghe took the engraving to draw the movements of these soldiers, and recorded the moment data of the bones of the legs and arms in the movement of the assassination actions one by one in the notebook.

Drawing on a two-dimensional plane, Bing He's mind is a three-dimensional animated image. There are many moves with bare hands, but there are only seven or eight military armed combat moves, and the combination of these seven or eight moves in the actual combat environment, as well as their own courage and momentum, determine life and death.

After sketching dozens of movements, Binghe stopped his pen, put the tip of the pen against his chin, and concluded: "The pace is the most important, and in the human skeletal moment, the lower plate is the key to the moment." No wonder I always listen to those who practice martial arts say that strength is born from feet. It is necessary to practice the basic skills of horse walking and plum blossom pile walking. It turns out that this is the truth" Binghe looked at the movement bone moment, and all the force support points are based on the ground.

Just as Bing was concentrating on scribbling and writing in the notebook.

"What are you doing?" Dressed in bright knight's armor, Willyanne, accompanied by two knights, walked onto this high platform.

Realizing that he was blocked, Bing checked and performed a etiquette to Verian, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I am learning some self-defense techniques!" ”。

Verian picked up the paper drawn by Binghe, on which were the moments of each human body, the angle was very complicated, Verian didn't understand the data, but she also knew that Binghe drew the standard length of the human skeleton.

Verian put down the painting and looked at the soldiers on the training ground in the distance. He shook his head slightly and said, "Don't bother, you want to learn, why stand here and watch those fools' actions?" There can be ready-made ones. ”

Bing was puzzled: "Ready-made? ”

Vilian clapped her hands and said, "Shengqing? You might as well give this little gentleman a few tricks. ”

The knight on the side walked up and showed a weird smile, picked up the steel rod and knocked it on the palm of his hand,

At the same time, a steel rod was also thrown to Binghe.

Seeing this kind of 'intimidation', Binghe took a few steps back with the steel rod in his hand, and said apprehensively: "Aren't you demonstrating? What are you doing? ”

Shengqing, the two-meter-tall knight grinned with white teeth and said with a low smile: "Martial arts, you can't learn them by looking at them." ”

Binghe stepped back to the railing on the high platform and looked at Verian with a pleading gaze. But Verian looked at Binghe with sincere eyes, nodded and said, "Yes, you have to learn self-defense techniques, try it yourself, you can rest assured that the knight will not hurt you." ”

Despite what Verian said, Binghe always felt that the knight was going to be 'unkind' to him

Finding that there was no way to retreat, Bing He showed a reluctant look, picked up the stick on the ground, and said to the knight in front of him: "Then, please be merciful." When he said this, Binghe said secretly: "Another annoying knight, these brainless martial artists, it's really annoying." ”

Narrator: Binghe has a heart to be a warrior, but he has been in an auxiliary position since he was a child. So, a little bit can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour.

Shengqing nodded and grinned maliciously and said, "I won't be heavy." ”

After saying this, the knight struck, and the knight rushed straight forward, and the steel rod struck directly at Bingnu. It seems that as soon as he comes up, he is ready to knock Binghe unconscious.

The knight didn't have a good impression of the little white face that Verian picked up halfway.

At this time, the violent sound of the wind made Binghe's whole body like an electrical stimulation activated.

It's like the ordinary life of an office worker, and suddenly it becomes the kind of exciting exercise of climbing high rocks and jumping on the iron tower.

This kind of fierce attack made Binghe burst out with agility that he usually couldn't imagine.

Bing Nu leaned over and squatted to the point where he directly avoided the stick. - This is because of the knee-jerk reaction of fear.

But at the same time, he raised his stick and stabbed it directly into the knight's crotch. - And this is unbearable.

Bing Nu started to move, and he was ruthless. Aimed directly at the knight's empty door.

The knight reacted quickly, and hurriedly rolled sideways, allowing Bing He's deadly attack.

"Huhuhu" waved the iron rod twice in the air, tilting his head as he weighed the weight of the iron rod in his hand.

With the iron rod in his hand, Binghe felt as if he had been provoked to a strange tendency—one that seemed to be violent. The boy only had the urge to fight when he was a teenager.,I want to fight.。 And I seem to have knocked people like this before, and I knocked it very coolly.

His eyes were fixed on the two-meter-tall knight, and a light jumped out of Bing He's eyes, and the concentration technique had been activated, and the sonic environment perception technique had also been activated. Infrared vision is also activated, infrared vision, mainly to observe the hot air sprayed out of Shengqing's nose and mouth, a natural keen sense tells Binghe that it will be easy to make a move in the gap between the opponent's breathing.

When Binghe's attention locked on the Shengqing knight in front of him with one perceptual spell after another, one intuition came out of his mind, and Binghe found that he had a strong consciousness to predict the possibility of all the knight's next moves.

The burning interest and these instincts surprised Binghe: it turned out that he liked to fight so much. And fighting is so talented.

And Shengqing in the field looked at Binghe's gaze and became solemn.

A total of fourteen new spells were working at the same time, including the Liquid Armor Technique, the Nerve Activation Technique, the Concentration Technique, and the Acoustic Field Technique. On the body that originally looked delicate, a network of light lines of magic veins appeared under the fair skin. Hexagonal grid lines on the palms, tree-like lines from the cheeks to the neck, radiating lines around the eye sockets of the eyes. So many parts are revealed, and the new spell geometric light bars around the body form a perceptual network. This will reveal the identity of the High Rank Knight.

After seeing this scene, Verian on the side was stunned at first, and then began to watch the fight with more interest. Shengqing regained his breath, then suddenly let out a loud cry, and the stick in his hand opened and closed widely. This force seems to be able to smash a bluestone brick into pieces with a stick.

In the face of this knight's roar, Binghe did not react in fright, but was aroused with an explosion of excitement. Bing Nu jumped in a distance, and it took only two steps to reach a distance of five meters. The steel rod swept directly into Katsuki's throat with the wind. (Note: You can only take two steps in a five-meter charge, and you can take six meters in one step if you use all your strength.) ）

After contacting Shengqing's steel rod, Binghe did not choose to hit hard, but changed the steel rod in his hand from sweeping to side pressure, Shengqing smashed down a move with brute force, and smashed directly on the stick obliquely out of Bingqing, and the giant force rubbed suddenly on the slope of the stick, and Shengqing's strength was directly not smashed, smashed and slipped, and the direction of the force was also skewed.

The steel rods rubbed against each other with a piercing grinding sound, making the eardrums of the surrounding onlookers feel as if they had been wiped with sandpaper.

When Shengqing saw the steel rod sliding towards his wrist, the knight was shocked and hurriedly erected the steel rod to block. However, it failed to bounce away, and there was a huge pressure on the wrist, which was not due to the superiority of the nuclear force, but the clever position of the nuclear strike, which was directly pried through by the principle of leverage. So a huge force was felt in Shengqing's wrist.

And when Binghe's strength deviated from Shengqing's strength, he quickly moved his steps and braked suddenly behind Shengqing, pulled out the steel rod, pressed the steel rod on the side of Shengqing's neck and wiped it, and then immediately withdrew, because the speed of the steel rod was too fast, it rubbed off a bit of skin on Shengqing's neck, and Shengqing's neck was like being stung by a stinging caterpillar, and a red mark appeared.

And in the last staggered moment, Bing Nucleus shows the dexterity and flexibility of the bones. The body was like a spring, and the strength of the arms and wrists around his waist exploded instantly when he was close to Shengqing, and the iron rod directly pulled out sparks in the staggering process.

From an outside perspective, the two are just touching each other. But Shengqing clearly lost. If Binghe's hand was a sharp blade, Shengqing would obviously be dead.

After separation, Binghe immediately said in an excited tone: "Let's continue!" The thrill of unleashing violence began to spread to every nerve ending.

And here Shengqing reached out and touched the hot neck. His face was blue and white.

Originally, the little white face was taught to fight with wild children, and he couldn't win, and the knight felt very unorthodox.

"Stop." Verian put the fingers of her left hand up against the palm of her right hand, which was lying flat, and stopped the fight.

From this competition, Verian saw that Binghe was completely wild. No knight family would teach this kind of white-knuckle combat.

Although Binghe's lineage shows the top-level knight lineage, the battle chapter is completely nonsense. And the orthodox moves between knights have the skill of releasing power in competitive competitions, which will only hurt and not be fatal.

And if this kind of wild fox Zen that doesn't pay attention to releasing continues, it can really kill people. In the same way, young people of twenty years old on earth are the most likely to die when they fight in the streets, because young people have no idea that their fists can kill people, and they never pay attention to the force of their shots.

Binghe's weight is now only 50 kilograms, and his height is 1.71 meters. Such a light weight represents high agility, and the wild road where Binghe now has the upper hand is not the norm on the battlefield. Because once you reach the weight state of an adult, you can't be so sensitive. It's like the gymnasts on Earth who retire when they are over twenty years old.

And in this world, the underweight of knights is not advantageous, firstly, low weight cannot carry too many bullets, and secondly, it cannot withstand the recoil of large-caliber firearms.

If there is a 13 or 4-year-old knight in the royal family of various countries, it is by no means premature to teach actual combat on the battlefield. Instead, he taught a large number of military books, and cultivated them in the direction of a high-ranking profession, and only waited until he reached adulthood to put them on trial in the main battle unit.

But now the light Bing Core can explain to these orthodox knights what it means to be 'the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable'.

Bing was stunned to hear Verian stop, but saw Veryanne's unquestioning gaze.

Binghe was very disappointed, and with a "clang", he threw the stick aside as if angry. The steel rod bounced on the ground, rolled in front of Veryanne, touched Veryanne's metal boots, and then rolled away.

Binghe's performance made the knights on the side pause, but after seeing that Verian was not angry, they put away their plans to step forward and scold Binghe for being rude.

Binghe here reacted that his emotional behavior of throwing the stick just now was very naïve. But the excitement of the fight just now was abruptly stopped, so Binghe couldn't help but show this state now. Narrator: Imagine that you are about to push the tower in a game, but the network drops and you can't help but slap the table.

However, in the eyes of Verian and others, Binghe is precisely the most natural manifestation of 'boy tantrums'

After Binghe discarded the stick, Verian was satisfied with Binghe's obedience, and the crown still maintained a smiling expression, and her eyes seemed to be looking at a pleasing scenery.

Fighting is a kind of intense activity, and the fierce competition comes to an abrupt end, making Binghe full of anger, but the displeasured cheeks are moistened with pink under the slight sweat. And on the neck and collarbone, bright red blood halos leaked from the milky white skin,