The food on the 'Sea Shrimp B1 Island' is fresh, although the cooking of the people of Hell is simple but roasted, fried, and stewed, but after eating it once dozens of days apart, it also has a different flavor, which makes Zhang Lisheng's depressed mood much better.

Halfway through lunch, the young man suddenly saw the Wuli head who had hurriedly filled his stomach running into the tree house and kneeling down in front of him, "Conqueror, your command has been passed on to all the hunting warriors of the tribe. ”

"Very good Tugla," Zhang Lisheng put a grease-soaked charred flesh worm into his mouth and said, "By the way, there is a very important thing I forgot to ask you, how is the imitation of the tribe's iron ship?"

Judging from the full satellite map of the 'Sea Shrimp No. 2 World Realm' that General Kora gave to the youth, the distance to the nearest island of the 'Sea Shrimp B1 Island' at the corner of the Hell Sea is also more than 3,000 kilometers, and it would take dozens of days to walk by wooden boat, and it was really unrealistic to transport hundreds of thousands of indigenous warriors on an expedition.

Therefore, whether the steam iron ship can be imitated successfully is related to the future and fate of the Wuli tribe and Zhang Lisheng himself, and the young people can't help but pay attention to it.

Wu Litou understood the ambition of the tribal conqueror, and after careful consideration, he replied solemnly: "Conqueror, the imitation iron ship is under the sole responsibility of Dumuru, the leader of the tribe's craftsmen, and the only thing I can do is to fully meet all the requirements he makes.

And the specific casting is all carried out in the Red Mountain Furnace of the 'Giant Wood', so I don't know what the progress of the imitation is, but Du Muru has already dismantled all the iron ships sent by the 'stranger' after you left, and with his wisdom, it should not be difficult to imitate. ”

"I also believe in Dumuru's wisdom. But the iron ship is related to the fate of the entire Wuli tribe, and I can't just guess to reassure myself. "I have a heart. Zhang Lisheng no longer tasted the taste, and swallowed the food in a big gulp. Stood up and walked out of the treehouse quickly.

Later, with the power of the dragon, he turned the water vapor into clouds and mist, gathered the clouds at his feet, and rose up to the sky under the worship of the natives, and flew from the southern end of the island to the northern end of the island.

With a bird's-eye view of the lush jungle, the majestic ocean and the magnificent Turen tribe beneath his feet, Zhang Lisheng drove the clouds and mist down to the foot of a volcano with billowing smoke on the top of a mountain.

At the foot of the volcano lay a thick layer of ash, on which thousands of horsemen rode giant spiders, painted their faces with blood-red branches, and armed with spears and short knives cruising back and forth between the forest and the volcano. Defend the Red Mountain Forge against beasts

Seeing Zhang Lisheng descending from the sky, and not knowing when they knew the news of the Dao, they all turned over and jumped off the hideous huge spider, crawling on the black ash ground and praising it: "Great conqueror, you are the source of the glory of the Wuli people..."

The young man dispersed the clouds and mist, while looking around at the strange scenery of the beach, volcano, and jungle within a radius of one kilometer;

While patiently waiting for the native warriors to finish praying, he said, "It's hard to guard the 'furnace' here, my devout believers, who is your leader?"

"Great conqueror. Last night, our leader, the three-feathered warrior Tudila, cut off his own head under the totem pole of the ancestral land.

I'm the eldest of all the Samurai Chieftains, and I'm now leading the procession when I come. Kneeling not far from Zhang Lisheng, a soldier who still looked like a young man and had two feathers on his head replied gloomily.

"I see, then you can take me to the Red Mountain Furnace. Believer, tell me your name?" Zhang Lisheng nodded and said casually.

"My name is Lu Hemu, and I feel honored to be able to serve you. Great conqueror," the young leader of the native warriors had a typhoid look on his face, and he stood up and said excitedly.

"Take me to the nearest entrance to the volcano. Ruhemu. ”

"Yes, conqueror. Lu Hemu said as he turned around and led Zhang Lisheng to climb halfway up the mountain.

The mountain is bare, except for the stones, but the fine volcanic ash. After walking for seven or eight minutes, he saw that the black smoke coming out of the crater at the top of the mountain became clearer and clearer, and in a remote mountain recess, he jumped into a hidden pit, wiped the ashes and sweat from his face, and said: "Great conqueror, this is the entrance to the furnace of the Red Mountain closest to us. ”

"Is this also an artificially dug entrance?", jumping into the pit after the young Turen warrior, Zhang Lisheng looked at the square door on the pit wall that flashed with a dim red light and exuded a scorching breath and asked casually.

"Yes, Conqueror, all entrances to the 'Furnace' are now artificially excavated, except for a newly found natural cavern on the mountainside. ”

The young man nodded when he heard Lu Hemu's answer and waved at him, "You go back and continue your cruise, my devout believer, I can enter the 'furnace' by myself." He walked into the square door.

The temperature difference between the steps is more than 10 degrees, and inside the door is a hollow mountain belly that continues to extend inward, and the dark red light is swirling, making the scenery become a little distorted.

Zhang Lisheng took a breath of hot, dry air, walked forward along the hot stone road for a while, felt that the temperature was getting higher and higher, and couldn't help muttering: "If it were an ordinary earthling, I'm afraid it would all be baked into jerky now..."

Talking to himself that the middle road had reached the end, and turning to the right, Zhang Lisheng suddenly saw a sea of lava tumbling and flowing in the distance, and there were some indigenous craftsmen driving away the beasts on the coast who were busy crafting iron tools.

Casting from lava sounds incredible, but the Hellenone can do it with just a few seemingly non-burning stone molds, wooden frames, purple ropes, and powerful 'artisan partners'.

"Du Mulu is indeed a genius..."Looking at the craftsmen driving the beasts to pull the ropes and use pulleys to scoop up the stone molds in the sea of fire, Zhang Lisheng secretly admired and walked quickly towards the sea of lava.

Seeing someone coming from afar, the sweaty indigenous craftsmen couldn't help but look at it curiously, only one of them was intently observing the sea of fire and didn't know what to think.

When the young man gradually walked in, and after the craftsman saw his face clearly, his body stiffened, and he was about to fall to his knees.

Zhang Lisheng hurriedly shouted loudly with tears and laughter: "Don't salute, everyone doesn't need to salute, what kind of place is this, aren't you afraid of being roasted into jerky when you kneel on the ground." ”

Hearing his humorous shout, the natives who subconsciously wanted to prostrate on the ground bent their knees straightened again, and bent down deeply with their companions, and then only the craftsman who was focused on watching the magma in contemplation turned his head blankly, and his eyes seemed to be unable to focus on looking around, not knowing what was happening in the road.

"Du Mulu, what are you looking at so intently?" Zhang Lisheng smiled and quickened his pace, walked to the craftsman who was looking around blankly and asked.

Hearing the voice of the young man and seeing the appearance of the young man, the leader of the craftsmen with the highest status in the Wuli tribe showed a sudden expression, and hurriedly bowed deeply and said, "You are here, great attacker..."

"You really don't know anything about the outside world, and you only build big iron ships. Zhang Lisheng said with a satisfied expression on his face: "Now the southern Tude tribe has changed its name to 'Wuli', and the island under our feet is also called this name, and I am already the conqueror of the tribe. ”

"Tribe, more, change the name, you, you have received the honorific title of 'conqueror'..."Du Muru was full of excitement, opened his mouth wide for a while, and stammered: "Yes, by the way, this news for me, I vaguely seemed to have heard it yesterday, but I took it as a story..."

"Don't be nervous, Dumuru, I will only be happy that you can imitate the iron ship so attentively, and there will be no blame, your piety is not in words and deeds, but in your heart.

I can see your clear heart, single-mindedly doing everything in your power to fulfill my commands. ”

Hearing the tribal conqueror's empathetic words, Du Mulu's tense face softened suddenly, and he said gratefully: "Great conqueror, with a master like you, how can the tribe not prosper.

I finally saw through the method of making the iron ships of the 'strangers' a few days ago, and I found that we had made black iron from the furnace of the Red Mountain, which was stronger and lighter than the iron they used in their shipbuilding, that is, with their shipbuilding methods we could build larger iron ships. As he spoke, he opened his arms and straightened his arms.

Steel is the mother of modern industry, and the iron ships sent by the Mi Army to thank the Wuli tribe for avenging themselves are steam technology of the last century, and the steel used in casting is certainly not the most cutting-edge material.

But hearing a native man wrapped his lower body in a small piece of mottled purple and yellow rags, and suddenly criticized the cast steel of industrial civilization for not being good enough, even though he knew that Du Mulu's wisdom was amazing, Zhang Lisheng still had a very grotesque feeling in his heart, and blurted out: "Really?"

"Yes conquerors, those strangers do not use enough quenching temperature when making iron.

In fact, their iron quality is not bad, and if they don't have a 'furnace', it is better than us, but now that we have the Red Mountain Furnace, it is different, and the magma at different depths is completely different..."Seeing one of the doubts revealed in the words of the attacker, Dumuru explained endlessly from the volcanic geology to the casting tools.

Zhang Lisheng seems to have a wooden frame by the sea of fire, but in fact, it is made of wild thorn trunks as a pedestal, and the outside is made of barium fruit wood, pine nanmu... and so on nine kinds of wood wrapped layer by layer;

Or the rope pulled by the beast is made of silk threads spit out by giant spiders, and the fibers of dried Junan grass are kneaded into a rope, and then soaked in the grease of the stone hammer beast, and so on, I dare not be interested in the slightest topic.

Consciously listening to a lot of nonsense, Zhang Lisheng couldn't bear it, and suddenly asked: "Don't talk about the process of imitating iron ships, Du Mulu, I just want to know when the iron ship formation of the Wuli tribe of Lu Dao will be able to launch an expedition?" (to be continued......)

PS: After the completion of the second watch, it was about three o'clock in the morning, and the tired pig begged for a monthly pass, recommended, and went to bed immediately