Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Wind Is in the Rain
"I'm back, Childe."
Lu Honglang shouted out of breath, and he saw the raging fire from a long distance.
Hearing this, Song Yi also turned his head, and the one who caught his eye was Lu Honglang, and there was a Zhao Long behind him, leading a group of people, carrying large and small objects in his hands.
Lu Honglang had already brought back the fierce fire oil, including the three fierce fire oil tanks.
Without waiting for Song Yi to speak, Wu Yue asked first: "What is it, open it and take a look." ”
Hearing this, Zhao Long also simply threw a jar of fierce fire oil into the woodland, which directly set off a lot of fire waves.
Lu Honglang was not so impatient, lifted it up, and explained: "Fierce fire oil." ”
Hearing this, Wu Yue's eyes couldn't stop shining, revealing undisguised enthusiasm.
"Is that a fire tank in the back?" Wu Yue asked excitedly.
"Yes." Lu Honglang was about to answer, but the Lan Jiajun behind him grabbed the answer and directly lifted it up.
Song Yi on the side hadn't reacted yet, and he hadn't heard of the fierce fire oil.
He picked up a can to himself, looked at it, and sniffed it violently.
"It's ™ not going to be oil." Song Yi shouted suddenly, his face full of surprise.
On the one hand, this thing is very strange, and on the other hand, this is a big treasure, if there is a mine, you can't make a fortune.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall, and some fragmentary memories flooded into his mind.
"Continuing the Capital Governance Tongjian" records: "Repair the building turret, hang the felt curtain, install the artillery base, set up the crossbow bed, transport the masonry, apply the torch, hang the wood, prepare the oil, and all the defensive equipment is complete." ”
He had only heard that Lu Honglang had a way before, and he was ruthless if he didn't get to this way.
When he came back to his senses, he also looked at the people who were discussing fiercely, and asked suspiciously: "Brother Wu, what is this cabinet for?" ”
He looked at Wu Yue's excited appearance and couldn't help but be curious.
"Mass Killer." Hearing this, Wu Yue looked at Song Yi with a smile, and said mysteriously.
"You know what a siege weapon is before muskets and artillery." Wu Yue asked meaningfully again.
"Is this the thing?" Song Yi took over the conversation.
Speaking of which, Wu Yue is no longer secretive, and Zhengse explained,
"That's it, in the Song Dynasty, this guy was ruthless, look at the roll in front, the official language is called Huolou."
"During the launch, the ignition powder in the fire tower is ignited with a red-hot soldering cone, so that a high-temperature zone is formed in the fire building, and at the same time, the fuel injection channel in front of the preheating cylinder is formed through conduction."
"Then pull the pump vigorously and compress the air into the oil tank, so that when the fierce fire oil is sprayed out through the fire building, it ignites when it is hot, and a flame is sprayed from the fire tower nozzle, which is shaped like a fire dragon, and is used to burn the enemy and burn the war equipment."
"With this thing, it can be attacked and defended in city warfare."
Hearing this, Song Yi was thoughtful, thinking about some different possibilities.
And Zhao Long on the side listened to the words "Song Dynasty", but remembered something.
When he followed Jingzhong Jinyiwei to the Arms Division to observe before, he talked about it, and he also went to consult the classics.
It is recorded in the "General Essentials of the Martial Arts" that the fierce fire cabinet is fueled by fierce fire oil, and the cabinet is made of boiled copper, the cabinet has 4 legs, and there are 4 copper pipes on it, and the pipe is horizontally placed on the pump, which communicates with the oil tank. The front part of the pump is a "fire building" with ignition powder inside. When in use, the red-hot cone ignites the ignition powder in the "fire tower", and then pulls the pump vigorously to put pressure on the air in the oil tank, and then causes the fierce fire oil to burn into a flame when it is sprayed out of the "fire tower", so as to burn the enemy and its equipment.
Seeing Song Yi's sad face, he couldn't help but say loudly, "The fresh barrel style of the Ordnance Division is an experimental evolution of this fierce fire oil tank. ”
However, Song Yi didn't listen to the popular science of the two of them, he understood that the "fierce fire oil tank" is essentially a flame pump composed of hydraulic cylinders as the main mechanism.
What he pondered was what could be done with reality.
The problem of the fire no longer needs to be solved by him.
He looked up at the woods, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, but he had an ominous premonition.
"MD, why is this wind so strong?" Lu Honglang, who was packing up the fierce fire oil on the side, was a little annoyed by the wind.
Wind!
Hearing this, Song Yi suddenly realized that the wind was a little too strong.
Looking up, it was already obscured from the daylight.
Before, Song Yi thought that it was black smoke from the fierce fire, but then he really realized that this was a cloud.
Thinking of this, he also muttered to himself: "The wind is in the rain." ”
After the strong wind, the heavy rain is not far away.
"Brother Wu, who of you will make the fierce fire oil tank?" Song Yi asked eagerly.
Hearing this, no one answered for a while, this is an old object, or this is an obsolete object, how can they understand.
After a long time, two voices sounded.
"My father-in-law and I have seized it in the Western Regions, and I have tried it, so I can try it." Wu Yue muttered, a little unconfident and unsure.
There is another one, that is Zhao Long, when he went to the Arms Division, he saw those people from a distance.
He hesitated even more, and said a little hesitantly: "I'll give it a try?" ”
"What about the other one?" Song Yilang shouted.
Seeing that no one responded, he carried one himself, and he didn't believe that he, a master who had received nine years of compulsory education, would not understand this thing.
But he definitely couldn't carry it, so he called Lu Honglang to do some hard work.
He's a mental worker, and it's enough to be skilled.
"Brother Wu, Zhao Long, let's each find a headwind position, guard the way out of the Japanese robbers, and as soon as we see the figure, we will increase the fire and block their breakthrough." Song Yi commanded in a fierce voice.
Turning around, he commanded the Lan Jiajun who had just returned: "You all understand the principle of this thing." ”
"You each take a can, and if you see the figure of the Japanese who has broken through, you will smash it into him."
This is not difficult, and the Lan Jiajun also nodded in unison.
After the distribution, the three fierce fire oil cabinets were each equipped with ten cans of oil, and they dispersed.
"If you see that the wind stops, just smash the fierce fire oil in your hand into it, don't hesitate, smash it directly." Song Yi asked for help.
He had to burn the forest of fire before it rained.
"Jinyiwei, continue to release arrows and shoot a salvo at the outer three layers." The moment he saw the fierce fire oil, Song Yi already made a decision in his heart.
"Where's Jiang Xuan?" Wu Yue still couldn't help asking.
"I can't take care of it, the east wind borrowed by God has to be returned." Song Yi said coldly.
He could only continue to believe in Jiang Zhen and the ability of the commander of the Jinyi Guard.
"Let you take a good look at this fire tree and silver flower."
"Don't think of any of them."
"If Jiang Zheng is dead, let these thousands of Japanese robbers bury him, and if Jiang Zhen comes out alive, he will celebrate the lives of the Japanese robbers."
Wuyue on the side listened to it, you really think of yourself Zhuge Kongming.
Besides, borrowing the east wind, there is also a repayment, what about borrowing money?
"The wind is raining." Song Yi sighed to himself.
Lu Honglang on the side looked at Song Yi with admiration.
If it is really the contemporary Kong Ming, Zhuge Liang is reincarnated.