Chapter 12: The Success of the Crossbow Machine
After a short rest, Qingping took Li Yiheng back to his residence to rest, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the previously cut thorn strip placed on the table, Li Yiheng grabbed Xiao Ji and kissed him twice: "You are really a lucky general, in the end you still brought it back." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Xiao Ji pouted his ass disdainfully to Li Yiheng's mouth, and motioned for Li Yiheng to kiss his ass, Li Yiheng turned his hand and threw Xiao Ji aside, Xiao Ji "twittered" and screamed, expressing his dissatisfaction.
Qingping held the thorn strip, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable, so he shed two lines of tears, and bowed to Xiao Ji uncontrollably: "Thank you, thank you." β
Li Yiheng took the thorn strip and looked at it in his hand: "I can't see that this plant has such great power, maybe there are still many secrets that we haven't discovered, so we really have to study it carefully." β
At that moment, the two of them worked together, using Li Yiheng's umbrella blade as a cutting tool, took out the inner core of the thorn strip, Li Yiheng grabbed the inner core with both hands, and pulled with all his strength, the inner core still retracted to its original length, and there was no distortion; Li Yiheng grabbed the inner core with his right hand, and wrapped the inner core on his right arm a few times with his left hand, and then the right arm exerted force, expanding twice the original thickness, and then restored to its original appearance, and re-unfolded the inner core of the thorn strip, which was still the same: no bending, no cracks.
"The strength and flexibility of this inner core are more than enough to meet the requirements of a crossbow machine string, so it is better to install it now. Li Yiheng shook the inner core and said to Qingping.
Qingping hurriedly returned to the basement and took out the iron crossbow, unloaded the catapult and compared it to the inner core, but shook his head: "No, the inner core is too thick to fit into the catapult." β
Li Yiheng took the iron crossbow and compared it personally, and sure enough, as Qingping said, the round holes that fix the string rope on both sides of the catapult are only half the thickness of the inner core of the thorn strip, but the size of the fixed hole cannot be adjusted, which is proportional to the size of the crossbow machine, beyond a certain range, the power of the string rope ejection will be weakened a lot.
Looking at the inner core, Li Yiheng thought: After testing, the flexibility and elasticity of the inner core fully meet the standard, or even much higher.
Li Yiheng told Qingping the idea, and Qingping expressed his willingness to give it a try, so Li Yiheng stretched out a page of umbrella blades again, and Qingping fixed the inner core with two wooden boards and began to cut longitudinally.
Li Yiheng knew that the inner core was difficult to cut, and he was prepared, but he never expected it to be so difficult: the elasticity of the inner core made the cutting direction of the umbrella blade often deviate.
So in the end, there are two inner cores with a thick top and a thin shape, but fortunately, the thinner end can be embedded in the catapult, and Li Yi cut the thicker end as well, so that a rougher string is completed.
Qingping excitedly loaded a wooden arrow with an iron crossbow and aimed it at the table to test the effect, Li Yiheng hid behind Qingping, expecting to succeed.
Qingping pulled the trigger, the first time the string did not hit the wooden arrow, the second time, it still missed, and the third time, the wooden arrow was successfully shot and nailed to the wooden table, Qingping and Li Yiheng hugged each other and cheered.
This is the first time since Li Yiheng left the house to assemble machinery with others, although it is not as thrilling as an armored car, just a small subway crossbow, but he will still be excited to see the rewards of hard work. Li Yiheng hugged Qingping, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of tears.
Qingping said to Li Yiheng: "Let's report to the patriarch, and then start mass production, this time it is designated to cause devastating damage to Heluo Niu." β
But Li Yiheng grabbed Qingping: "It's not good yet, through the test just now, we know that the performance of the crossbow machine is still unstable, and it has not been launched in the first two times, which is very dangerous on the battlefield, so we still have to carry out continuous experimental transformation of the crossbow machine to the extent that there is no failure, so as to exert greater power on the battlefield." β
Listening to Li Yiheng's words, Qingping was very entangled: he has gone through so much time and spent so much experience to have the current results, and the patriarch has always doubted his ability, and now that the sample has been made, it is the time to confirm his ability, and he can also prove to the patriarch and the citymen that he is capable of protecting his own clansmen;
Li Yiheng saw Qingping's confusion and said: Don't worry, with me, the process of improvement will not take a long time. β
"Since I've survived such a long period of suffering, I'm not in a hurry. Qingping thought and nodded vigorously.
"Then it's decided, the problem now is to make a wooden crossbow, I'll go out to find wood, and you can study the catapult of this crossbow machine at home. After speaking, Li Yiheng didn't care about the wound on his arm and the fatigue of the battle just now, and went out with high spirits.
Qingping looked at Li Yiheng with emotion, he didn't know what to say, he was so selfless to help himself make a crossbow machine, and now his motivation is above himself, if he doesn't make some efforts, he really can't raise his head.
At that moment, Qingping took the crossbow machine back to the basement, disassembled the catapult, and studied the drawings.
Li Yiheng didn't know where to go when he went out, and so many branches didn't know if it was suitable to be used for a crossbow machine, so he decided to look around to see if there were any other trees that could be used as materials to make a crossbow machine.
Unconsciously, Li Yiheng came to the fault of a branch, where the branch was neatly cut off by some sharp weapon, forming an almost square gap.
Looking at these faults, Li Yiheng was very puzzled: "I may not be able to cut these tree trunks so neatly, but there are also masters here?"
With these thoughts in mind, Li Yiheng bent down to examine these incisions, and found that there was a thin layer of red powder on the surface of these incisions, which seemed to be evenly coated on them.
Li Yiheng stretched out his fingers and stuck some powder, put it under his nose and smelled it, there was a fragrance, but he couldn't tell what the fragrance was, and then Li Yiheng was about to put it on his tongue to taste it, but was immediately stopped by Xiao Ji next to him stretching out his wings.
"What are you doing, I'm researching, don't mess around. Li Yiheng waved his hand away from the wings that Xiao Ji was covering his mouth.
But Xiao Ji once again blocked Li Yiheng's mouth and made a low "chirp" sound.
This time, Li Yiheng also became careful, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped it on the incision of these branches, collected the red powder, and went back to do research.
At this time, Xiao Ji suddenly noticed something, and let out a deeper roar under the fault, Li Yiheng knew that this was a sign that Xiao Ji had discovered danger.
Li Yiheng took out the flashlight in his pocket, this is still the one he brought with Xiao Ji when he explored the space outside the thorn ball, and the other one has been sacrificed by Li Yiheng as experimental equipment, this one has been packed in the hidden bag behind Li Yiheng's waist, avoiding the bad luck of being eaten by He Luo Niu, and also avoiding the search of the Huo soldiers, which is just playing a role at this moment.
The beam of the flashlight pierced the darkness below the fault and shone on a branch, and in an instant, Li Yiheng saw a red figure standing straight on the branch of the fault, like a mushroom.
Li Yiheng carefully climbed the lower fault, stepped on the branches below, and came to the front of the red figure: it was really a mushroom.
The red canopy, with yellow star spots on it, the size of a basketball, was parasitic on the branches, and Li Yiheng leaned over and sniffed, with the same aroma as the red powder.
"It's just right, take it back and stew it, it must be delicious. Li Yiheng said that he was about to reach out and pick it.
The little thorn on his shoulder roared again at this time, and Li Yiheng immediately stopped the movement in his hand and looked around, almost forgetting that the little thorn reminded him of the danger just now.
However, Li Yiheng carefully observed the surroundings and did not find anything wrong, except that there was some dampness here and a trace of coldness.
"What, don't scare people, what's the danger here. Li Yiheng continued to stretch out his hand to pick mushrooms.
As soon as Li Yiheng's hand touched the umbrella cover of the mushroom, the mushroom, which was originally silent, suddenly seemed to be alive, slowly became larger, and the umbrella cover expanded outward, and the image of a little girl appeared.
"Aren't you the little girl I saved before?" Li Yiheng exclaimed.
The little girl turned into mushrooms also spoke: "Yes, I have to thank you again." β
"It turns out that you are a mushroom essence, which scared me", Li Yiheng asked in surprise, "Besides, why are you here?"
Xiao Ji also recognized the little girl and looked at her in a daze.
"What kind of mushroom essence, this, how to say it, anyway, I'm actually a human being, but I have the shape of a mushroom, and I hid here when there was a thorn attack just now, and I don't know that unlucky guy provoked it. The little girl didn't know that the unlucky guy in her mouth was Li Yiheng.
At this time, Li Yiheng thought that when he provoked the thorn strip before, he saw that the thorn strip also attacked Xiao Ji, so could these gaps be caused by the little girl in front of him? Thinking of this, Li Yiheng couldn't help but shudder.
"So, bye-bye. Saying that, the little girl had flashed into the darkness and disappeared, leaving Li Yiheng in a daze.
"Twitter, twitter," the little girl cried, trying to keep the little girl, but to no avail, and the sweet voice of the little girl came from the darkness: "Thank you again for saving me." β
Xiao Ji was very disappointed, lowered his head, Li Yiheng also came back to his senses, turned on the flashlight, and shone into the darkness where the little girl disappeared, and the beam of light was blocked by the staggered branches.
"Don't go first. Li Yiheng chased after him as he spoke, and the road ahead of the flashlight was still full of dense branches, and Li Yiheng carefully avoided it. I don't know how long I chased it, and suddenly there was an open space, and a temple-like house appeared in front of me, with green smoke floating on the roof, and the branches around the house were cut cleanly, forming a small square, and the sound of prayer was faintly heard from the house.
Li Yiheng looked up at the height, the sky above the square was open, and he could hear the bustling sound, only to find that he had come to the center of the Qing gathering place.
"What is in this house, how can it be built here?" Li Yiheng was very curious, and decided to go over to find out, and was just about to leave, when Li Yiheng saw that people from the Qing tribe were flying towards this temple one after another in the sky, and the sound of dragonfly-like wings flapping was heard very clearly in this quiet space, and these people were still holding food and incense candles in their hands, "They should have come to worship their so-called gods." Li Yiheng guessed, "This time I want to see what the so-called gods look like!"
Li Yiheng stepped on the road paved by branches, walked to the temple in front, and the Qing people who were flying in the air saw that it was Li Yiheng, and they were extremely happy, and they came to Li Yiheng one after another, and did not speak, just smiled and looked at him, which made Li Yiheng uncomfortable.
"I accidentally walked here, so I want to go in and have a look, there shouldn't be any problems, right?" Li Yiheng asked the surrounding Qing people.
"You are our benefactor, of course, this is our temple, inside is the patron saint of our clan - Mida, if you can go to the pillar incense, I believe our Qing clan will be more stable. I don't know who in the crowd said these words, and there was a faint expectation in the words.
At this time, everyone also coaxed, and they must let Li Yiheng go to the pillar incense, and Li Yiheng was almost carried to the temple without touching the ground.
In the center of the temple is a wooden statue about twice the height of Li Yiheng, sitting cross-legged, with crossed hands, hugged in front of his chest, with a loving smile, his body is painted with red, blue and white colors, and it looks gorgeous, and the face of the statue has big eyes, and the long hair on the back is neatly draped, which is very similar to that of the Qing people.
There are tributes on the table in front of the statue, burning with wood incense, and the whole temple is filled with a strong pear wood fragrance, which should be from this wood incense.
"Benefactor, this is our patron saint, Mida. β
Li Yiheng looked at the statue in front of him, seemed to be staring at himself, but revealing fatherly love, Li Yiheng hindered the stubbornness of the Qing people, stepped forward and respectfully ordered a stick of incense, bowed, but everyone fell to the ground together, their foreheads were close to the ground, looking very pious, Li Yiheng took this opportunity to quickly withdraw from the temple gate, ready to leave, and glanced at the statue again, Li Yiheng only found out at this time, no matter from which angle to look at, he would feel that the statue was staring at him, and behind the statue, there was a faint red light, would the little girl hide whereοΌ
But now Li Yiheng is not in the mood to find out, he just wants to get rid of these devout believers quickly, Xiao Ji seems to feel the same way, as soon as he goes out, he turns into a big bird, Li Yiheng hurriedly stepped up and flew towards the open-air headspace of the square.
After worshipping the statue, these Qing people found that Li Yiheng had left, and instead of being surprised, they all hugged and shouted: "With the prayer of the benefactor, Mida will definitely protect our safety." β
Xiao Ji carried Li Yiheng back to the ground, and the people around the entrance of the cave also shouted: "Benefactor, benefactor, Mida, Mida and the like, Li Yiheng hurriedly urged Xiao Yi to leave, thinking: The people here are really inexplicable, you just believe in these yourself, you have to pull me along."
On the way, Li Yiheng cut off some branches of banyan trees, tied them into bundles, and took them to Qingping's residence. β
Qingping disagreed: "I've long been used to it, and now they are just counting on Mida to manifest and save the Qing people from their current predicament." β
"Is the pear wood fragrance in your room the same material as the wood fragrance for worshipping the gods?" Li Yiheng asked Qingping when he remembered the bottles and cans in the room.
"Of course, I also go to the temple once in a while, but not often, because I still have a lot of work to do. Qingping said and pulled Li Yiheng to the basement to study the performance of the improved crossbow machine, about three days later, a wooden crossbow was made, and the iron crossbow was also improved, and the two tested the wooden table again, this time, two wooden crossbows, eighteen wooden arrows, all shot at the wooden table at one time, and the improvement was successful!
Qingping hugged Li Yiheng excitedly, and said in his mouth: "It's successful, it's successful." β
Seeing Qingping happy as a child, Li Yiheng knew that the person in front of him had endured the hopes of the clansmen, and finally turned into disappointment, he had experienced the transformation from heaven to hell, but he still struggled to move forward and did not forget his original intention, which was commendable.