They first picked out enough base materials from a pile of scraps to make the weapons they wanted, and because of the heavy workload, they selected a large pile of scraps to use as forging materials, and they first had to organize all these materials into a fixed size, so as to spot weld and seal the can. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Let's make that two-handed greatsword first, and then it's the two of you to make the axe, after all, the axe is more laborious to make." The old man explained while he was busy, and took this pile of waste to the shearing machine.

The elder stretched out his hand and handed another box containing materials to Wang Jian, and said: "You take half of the material to the toothless saw to cut the material, and all of it is cut into 50×100 mm square plates, and then go to the grinder to polish, try to increase the finish of the contact surface, so that the clamping steel can be better integrated." ”

After the explanation, the three of them began to get busy, Wang Jian first used a toothless saw to divide the messy saw blades and the like into large pieces, and then used a hammer to level the uneven places on the anvil, and then unified to the abrasive belt grinding and polishing, and then to the toothless saw to load and unload.

In less than half an hour, the steel needed for the weapons of the three people was ready, and under the guidance of the master, they gathered together these small steel pieces cut to the same size, used a spot welding machine to point them and put them into the prepared small pipes, welded a steel pipe in the back and put it into the furnace to burn.

The rest of the material for the axes was also concocted in the same way, but for the time being, the steel was burned to a sufficient temperature and put into a flat forging machine and began to be forged with a hydraulic hammer, turning the steel billets that were only 100 millimeters long and 50 millimeters wide and 50 millimeters high over and over again.

The billet is doubled in length, then cut off, folded and forged again. After repeating this ten times, this billet has been thickened from the beginning of the six-layer steel clamp to the 12288 layer, and it was only then that Wang Jianjian found that this piece had just been reheated and had never been reheated.

He looked at the old president in surprise, and the old president who had been holding the steel pipe in the back smiled at him: "This is the ability produced by the evolution of the bladesmith, although we do not make the temperature, but we are the guardians of the temperature, this piece of steel is heated once and then does not need to be reheated, because I can control its temperature, naturally whether it is quenching and normalizing annealing, as long as he has the original temperature, I can directly operate." ”

Nodding admiringly, they began to move on to the next step, shaping the overall shape of the two-handed sword. The fact that the billets do not need to be heated repeatedly makes their work extremely fast, saving a lot of heating time.

Soon, under the blow of the two tattooed black iron hammers that the elder and Leng Gouzi took off their arms, the entire sword body was shaped, and the blade was also beaten out of its initial form. It took less than an hour, and the entire sword was successfully crafted, excluding the hilt and slash that were not installed.

At this time, the steel pipe of the link had already been removed, and the old man clamped the end of the sword with pliers to let the two of them stand away, and said to Leng Gouzi: "Kid, I can't teach you a few times in total, how much you can learn depends on your ability." ”

After saying this, a dark red energy erupted from Chairman Hao's body, and through the palm holding the iron tongs, it directly pressed the entire sword body, and the still bright red sword body was wrapped in dark red energy without even any warning, and a large cloud of steam went towards the ceiling.

The elder gave them a trick on how to use his own ability to quench this sword blank, and as the mist continued to evaporate, the sword blank slowly changed color, from bright red to orange red, and even slowly turned into dark red, and finally turned into an iron blue.

With a single swing of one hand, the elder removed all the oxide skin on the entire sword body, revealing the original steel color. He carefully looked at the sword body to see if there were any cracks, and then looked at it to see if the sword body was bent. After checking that there was indeed no stress deformation, he nodded with satisfaction, and habitually wiped the sword body carefully with his apron, wanting to wipe off the cooling oil that didn't exist at all.

According to Wang Jian and Leng Gouzi's cognition, the next step should be to use this sword to polish the blade on the grinding belt of the grinding machine and grind the blood groove on the sword body, but the old man's next move stimulated them again. I saw a burst of cold light coming out of his body, concentrated on his other hand.

I saw that a cold light source on the glove of his left hand, which was not holding the iron tongs, was spinning at high speed, and the speed of rotation quickly accelerated to the point that the naked eye could not follow it, as if a cloud of flying sand on that finger was spinning into a plane in the wind.

The elder held the sword in his left hand and walked up to his left hand with his right hand, and this time with countless sparks splashing, the whole sword blank steadily passed the cold light of the flying sand in his left hand, and when he flipped his right hand, he could see that the sword blank was not only polished and extremely smooth, like a mirror, but even the bloodletting groove had been opened.

Without waiting for the two who had already looked stupid to exclaim, the elder had a steady and unusual glance at the cold light on his hand with the unpolished sword blank on the other side. Only then did the two of them carefully see that the old man's left hand was not just stable and flat.

He adjusted the posture of his fingers in a small range when he kept touching the sword body, and it was this adjustment that constantly polished the sword body to be extremely smooth, and completely opened the bloodletting groove while opening the blade. With just one easy movement, all the grinding and polishing that took a long time was completed, and the open blood groove was completed.

At this time, unlike Wang Jian, who has already looked stupid, the cold dog who usually looks like a mentally retarded is constantly imitating in his left hand at this time, and a cold and dark energy is also converging towards the tip of his left finger, it seems that she is still not so mentally retarded in some professional issues.

The sword was polished, and all that remained was to attach the hilt and heat the blade again. The elder took out a bottle of heat treatment potion, and prepared to apply a layer of the sword body with a paintbrush and then carburize the surface of the heat.

When he was on Earth, Wang Jian had observed many times the magical performance of the craftsmen in the weapon world for the surface heat treatment of weapons, and he had also imitated the painting technique, so he showed his eagerness to try this aspect, and the elder also saw his performance, and stretched out his hand to signal him to do it.

"Let's see how your home planet handles it?" The words were polite, but he couldn't refuse them, and directly handed the bucket of gray-blue and silver ointment to Wang Jian.

He took the ointment but ignored his brush, for the brush-like brush was too great to do some delicate work, and he tore a clumsy hair from the tattered edge of the leather apron and twisted it back and forth in his hand to make a hard pen.

Then he used this hard pen tip as a pen, dipped it in the potion and began to paint, knowing that he began to paint on the broad blade of the sword, which was more than one and a half meters long, in front of the small guard hook that was the same as the body of the sword. He used his exquisite technique to draw a legendary story on this long sword.

In fact, it is basically the main story of the novel of the knight from the East, because he also has his own considerations, and he really doesn't dare to expose too much of the historical stories on the earth, because the civilization that has been forcibly instilled on this planet is obviously from the earth, and it is really appropriate to draw such a plausible story.

After the potion on it has completely dried up, the sword body is wrapped in a thick cloth, and then a calcination is carried out, and the sword is truly completed after the surface heat treatment is completed.

Leaving Leng Gouzi to watch the sword body being heated in the fire pit, the old man took Wang Jian to the side to make the hilt and cross sword, and it was not until then that Wang Jianjian found that the way it was made was actually similar to the manufacturing method of the hilt and sword in the weapon world.

In addition to the cross sword, the outer blade handle and the spear claw-shaped hook were forged with the sword body, and the sword was completely completed after the hilt with the counterweight ball at night, and in the process of making the hilt and cross sword, the elder used a new method.

"You know, I can't make the temperature, but I can control the temperature, and you can make the temperature, you know?" The old president looked at Wang and simply motioned for him to hold the hilt and sword wedge that had already formed a blank in his hand: "Aren't you able to make the thing in your hand have a steel burning edge?" Try to control this ability. ”

Hearing this, Wang simply felt that he should become a blacksmith with professional characteristics, this kind of snow sauce cannot create temperature, and it still needs furnace temperature in the initial stage of forging, and the ability he obtained from the headless knight book spirit of "Guillotine Valley" can directly heat weapons.

He didn't have time to think about whether he could really control the range and temperature of the burning blade once according to the old president's meaning, and if he could really control it, he would let the old man help him become a knifesmith, a knifesmith who could take out a hammer on his arm.

After she successfully infused these two bows and arrows into the plastic order, it was indeed like the Tang knife before, and a bright red of steel burning temperature began to form at the outermost edge. He began to use the power of the book spirit to guide the bright red to spread throughout the workpiece.

In just a few attempts, he figured out how to control this power, both the range and the temperature could be well controlled, and he didn't feel a little heat when he grabbed directly on the billet that was enough to make the steel burn about 700 degrees, not because his corpse had no senses, but because he controlled the soul fire himself.

"That's it, you're doing a good job, now give it to me and I'll shape and polish it."

The elder used pliers to turn out that the red round steel used to make the hilt of the sword was placed on the cutting board and began to beat it with a black hammer, forging the octahedral counterweight ball and blowing it into the oxide scale on the cutting board with his mouth, and soon the counterweight ball was already formed.

The elder turned the hilt of the sword around, and then smashed the hilt in the shape of a long flat sword on the cutting board, and the hilt was almost complete to accommodate the hole in the blade. It is still the previous process that does not use oil cooling, and directly relies on the energy in the body to completely process the hilt, and even the hole is dug with fingers.

He took another round piece of steel to finish the intricately patterned cross sword, and at this time, the scorched blade over there was also under the supervision of the cold dog to the temperature it should have reached. The leader took out the blade, cooled it with his own abilities, and joined the three artifacts together.

Looking at this two-handed sword with a complex pattern and a whole sword blade and a handle under the hook to depict a whole story, the three of them couldn't help but show an expression of sighing, this big sword only took less than two hours from beginning to end, which was unimaginable before.

On the other side, the dead house had already controlled the cutting machine to cut off all the steel sheets, and now they had been cleaned one by one, and the slag behind them had piled up the steel billets together. Seeing that this side had been built, the dead house also ran over to see the excitement, after all, this is his weapon.

Wang Jian saw him come over and deliberately teased him: "This is a two-handed negative sword that far exceeds the scope of a two-handed sword, this kind of weapon that can only be used as a ritual sword in history is not at all a normal person can use in battle, if you want to use this weapon, you must hold the hilt of the sword in one hand and the hilt of the blade in the other, otherwise your strength is not enough to manipulate the balance of this heavy sword." ”

Unexpectedly, this guy first looked at the repeated story and felt very beautiful, and then actually asked: "Why does this sword have a section of the sword body without a blade, and there are two small wings on it?" What is this section of the sword used for without a blade? ”

The other three were defeated by his question, and they all looked at each other with a helpless expression, and Leng Gouzi crossed the old man and asked the dead house directly: "Aren't you writing novels, why don't you even understand this kind of sword?" The part that is not edged above a section of the sword and below the hook is called the handle and is used for balancing. ”

"Well, you know, I'm an otaku, and I feel like I'm wasting this weapon." The dead house couldn't say anything, so he put the sword over and played with it in his hand, he looked at the story on it and asked Wang Jian: "The painting on this sword seems to depict a story, what is this story." ”

Without thinking about it, Wang briefly elaborated on the novel he had read: "This is the legend of my hometown, called "The Knight from the East", which is a romantic story of heroic feelings, although the protagonist of this story is better at using a mace, but one of his three servants is indeed a master with a sword in both hands, but he is a hand-held sword. ”

Seeing that the dead house was struggling to hold this sword without the blessing of the book spirit, Wang Jian had to say that he really didn't have that heroic spirit, and this sword would be handed over to the dead house to play with when it was completed, because he couldn't help much in the next work. (To be continued.) )