Above the witch city that had just been outlined, several great witches stood in the air, watching silently as groups of soldiers entered the city.
Ships are constantly sailing in on several rivers. Although the cargo ships are not big, they are fully loaded and the end is as far as the eye can see.
In the distance on the other side of the Witch City, one could faintly see a curtain of light that stretched to the sky. The light curtain was clear and bright. Several great witches felt that the light was a bit dazzling, and it was far less pleasant to look at than the dark green of the Witch Realm.
Looking at Qingming from the perspective of Wu City, it looks like a piece of heaven and earth has been cut out from the middle.
On the witch city wall, countless slaves are working hard, moving the cut stones one by one onto the city wall, making it higher and thicker. Every time a layer of bricks is laid, a shaman comes forward to sprinkle blood and recite incantations.
The blood will seep into the masonry, turning it into a light dark red. This blood is mainly human blood, mixed with other types of dirty and poisonous blood, specifically designed to destroy the pure Qi of the human realm.
However, several of the great witches were still a little worried. One of them said: "The city defense is far from enough. It cannot stop Yue Jinshan's attack."
"The old man's first sword was too fierce and vicious. Whoever we block will die, we might as well let him attack the city."
"Lord Hongye is urging you very urgently. Do you want to attack again?"
"No, what if the old thief Yue attacks at this time? That old guy is very cunning."
While several great witches were discussing, suddenly a strong wind blew around them, and a figure as strong as a mountain appeared in front of the witches.
He was bare-chested, with long manes on his head and back, and two huge fangs protruding from his mouth. He was twice as tall as all the great witches, and he was holding an extremely heavy six-edged sword in his hand.
Big stick.
He stopped in front of the witches, and the terrifying pressure made them subconsciously retreat.
Several great wizards saluted together: "Great Wizard of Rock Heart."
Yan Xin's six eyes coldly glanced at the witches and said: "Lord Sacred Heart has an order to attack Qing Ming immediately!"
Several great witches looked at each other, but none of them answered.
"What, what's the problem?"
A great witch gritted his teeth and said: "The human race has prepared means inside that can easily kill us. As long as we get close, our hearts will tremble with fear, and our spiritual senses will warn us. I think it is best to use ordinary troops to consume their strength. As long as we
Either wipe out their army or use hidden methods to win.
But now the troops still need to be prepared for a sneak attack by the Western Jin Dynasty, and the troops are far from enough. Master Hongye has promised to add 300,000 troops within three months. At that time, the attack will be foolproof."
Another great witch also said: "This area is originally barren, with nothing useful. The most valuable thing is the human and animal sacrifices. But now after several years of war, not even one out of ten human and animal sacrifices are left, and most of the people who are alive are still alive."
It's not even good as a sacrifice. It's better to let Qing Ming raise it for us first."
Yan Xin suddenly became impatient and said angrily: "You are pushing back and forth one by one. Do you think you can't defeat this small boundary that was established for more than a month, or do you think you can ignore the orders of Lord Sacred Heart?"
All the witches were silent.
Yan Xin suddenly spat on the face of the great witch in front of him and said: "Shu Li and Hong Ye are trash, and their subordinates are also a bunch of trash!"
A great shaman became so angry that he roared: "How dare you insult Shu Li and Lord Hongye?"
The long mane of the core exploded, and a huge claw grasped the big witch's neck, lifted him in his hand like a chicken, and roared in his face: "They are also two losers! What, you don't accept it?"
"
The big witch's face was blue and purple, and he struggled desperately, but he was as fragile as a larva in front of Yanxin's terrifying magic power. Yanxin's roar made him dizzy, and his saliva sprayed all over his face.
Yan Xin laughed loudly: "You still think Shuli can protect you? I have called his name several times, is there any reaction?"
Several great witches were silent.
Yan Xin threw aside the great witch in his hand and sneered: "A few losers still think they are important? In fact, Lord Sacred Heart doesn't expect you to do anything.
This time, what you have to do is to lure that human race out and let me put Lord Sacred Heart’s special witchcraft on him. As for the killing methods in the realm, you don’t need to carry them, I will block them!”
Several great witches breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Xin snorted and said, "Hongye will reuse you. No wonder the worse you get, the worse you get."
At this time, a great wizard standing at the back said: "Lord Yan Xin, I know the human race better, and I have laid some secrets. How about I go to the Western Jin Dynasty, and maybe I can stop them from aiding the Qing Dynasty.
deep."
Yan Xin looked at the great witch, searched his memory, and said, "Are you the phantom? Okay, go ahead and give it a try. You're useless on the battlefield anyway."
The Phantom left immediately after saluting, and actually refused to stay for a moment longer. Yan Xin shook his head after looking at it, and said to the few great wizards who stayed behind: "You are also from a big tribe, why do you hang out with her every day?"
A great wizard said: "Lord Yanxin, how about we wait for three more days? Ten thousand soldiers will arrive in three days. At the same time, the phantom should have already played its role. If she can indeed prevent Yue Jinshan from coming to help, your mission will be more important.
Easy to accomplish.”
Hearing the words Yue Jinshan, Yan Xin rarely became angry and nodded slowly after a moment.
In the Qingming Forging Ground, Yu Zhizhuo was assembling a strange weapon. Wei Yuan and other Taichu Palace cultivators were all present and watching.
The machine has a hanger, which hangs a large hammer weighing more than 1,000 kilograms. There is a rocker arm on each side of the hanger. Yu Zhizhuo makes parts on site while assembling them, and adjusts parts with inappropriate sizes on the spot. His fingertips
Shooting out traces of light golden sword energy, and continuously cutting, slices as thin as cicada wings floated down from the parts, and the size gradually moved closer to the predetermined range.
Although these slices are made of steel, they are so thin that they can float in the air. Dozens of them together are no more than the thickness of a hair. With just one hand, Yu Zhizhuo's swordsmanship is known.
Fortunately, what he wanted to install was not precision machinery, but rather rough work. In fact, he didn't need to be as meticulous as he was now, so there was no chance for Zhang Sheng to take action from the beginning to the end.
Zhang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
The equipment was quickly assembled, and two monks brought over a huge special anvil and placed it below. Yu Zhizhuo took an iron ingot, held it in his hand for a few moments before it turned red, and placed it on the anvil.
Then Yu Zhizhuo shook the handle and raised the hammer through various transmission mechanisms. After reaching the predetermined height, the mechanism automatically opened and the hammer fell, hitting the iron block heavily.
Yu Zhizhuo adjusted the lifting height of the hammer, and after dropping the hammer a few times, the iron block was stretched by the hammer, and the prototype of the steel plate was formed. Yu Zhizhuo picked up the still red steel plate with his bare hands and looked at the quality, and then he was satisfied.
Yu Zhizhuo turned around and said: "With this machine, there is no need to swing the hammer when forging steel billets. All you have to do is shake the mechanism, lift the hammer up, and let it fall naturally. The hammer head I am making now only weighs more than a thousand kilograms.
It is more than a foot tall, and the falling force is roughly equivalent to that of monks like you in the early stage of Daoji, and the force of each hammer is the same. The swing arm only needs a little strength, it doesn't matter if it is faster or slower, so let the body-casting monks do it.
That’s it.”
Seeing this machine, Wei Yuan was already shocked beyond measure. Firstly, Yu Zhizhuo didn't use magic circles, and secondly, he didn't have any rare materials. He only used the most common steel and wood. As long as the body-casting monks operate it, it can reach the same level as the Hammer Daoji.
effect.
Wei Yuan thought further and realized that this instrument was actually much more effective than the Taoji hammer. After all, Daoji monks are still human beings. There are always times when they are tired and distracted. Even if they are fully focused, the force of the hammer will be slightly weaker.
Differences. But every hammer blow of the machine is exactly the same, there is no deviation and no fatigue.
The body-casting monks are dozens of times more powerful than the Daoji. Even if hundreds of these machines are built, Wei Yuan still has enough people to control them and can ensure that they don't stop day and night, and people stop hammering.
Although there is no precise calculation yet, Wei Yuan estimates that the efficiency of this machine is roughly equivalent to three hammer foundations. After all, one foundation can only work for eight hours a day.
Wei Yuan immediately ordered Cui Yu to organize manpower to make such implements on a large scale. Yu Zhizhuo said: "I'm afraid you are not good at making implements. Let my junior brothers help you and you can make them faster."
Wei Yuan was right. Cui Yu took four uncles from Tiangong Palace and summoned hundreds of Daoji monks to chop wood, melt iron, and make tools.
After everyone left in a hurry, Wei Yuan came to Yu Zhizhuo, bowed deeply and said: "Uncle Master, you are a great talent! We also read these materials every day, I don't know how many times we read them, but we never thought of this. Uncle Master, this is
The design is really like making waves on a flat lake, and thunder can be heard in silence. It can be so simple and so efficient, which really makes the younger generation admire it!"
Yu Zhizhuo, who had a dark look on his face, had already become happy after hearing this. He laughed and said: "It's just a gadget I made casually. Since you like it, I'll give it to you."
"Isn't this... bad?"
Yu Zhizhuo smiled and said: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just courtesy."
Zhang Sheng's face was expressionless.
At this time, in the yard far away, Cui Yu swung his sword and instantly cut ten large logs in front of him into pieces one foot square and two feet long. Each piece of wood was exactly the same. The rest of the road foundations were cut by wood cutters.
, there are wrought iron ones, and they are making parts one by one under the guidance of the Tiangong Hall monks.
New Taoist monks can swing a hammer for eight consecutive hours with the same ability, and processing these parts is no problem, not to mention Cui Yu, Wang Yu, Xu Yi and other Tianji monks.
At present, the Taoist monks are all out with their magic weapons, assisted by various Taoist techniques, and are busy processing parts. Many casting monks are carrying materials back and forth, and moving the processed parts to the forging workshop.
After discussion among the cultivators, they gave this machine a name that resembled the outer world: the forging machine.
At this time, there was a lot of excitement in the forging workshop. Wei Yuan re-planned the layout, leaving space for 300 forging machines in the first batch. Whether the second batch will be 800 or 1,000 machines will be decided later.
The iron forging machine has a simple structure and is strong and durable. It is estimated that one hundred units can be assembled in one night. Although the steel plates produced by the iron forging machine are only rough materials and require final refinement by monks, this also saves 90% of the effort.
Each forging machine can produce ten steel plates an hour, and one hundred machines can produce more than ten thousand steel plates every day. When all three hundred machines are in place tomorrow, it will only take three or four days to equip everyone in the area with a handful of steel pipes.
gun.
Casting monks can have three!
Now Wei Yuan wished that every monk had a gun in his mouth.
The name of Tiangong Hall is indeed well-deserved. As soon as Yu Zhizhuo arrived, the situation immediately opened up. After seeing the iron forging machine, I thought it was ordinary and not difficult at all, but no one could have imagined it before seeing it.
Wei Yuan's mind was racing, and he knew that he was about to face new troubles. High-quality steel plates were enough now, but iron materials and gunpowder could not keep up.
Wei Yuan felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with Sun Yu and ask him to put away the amoxicillin first and think about how to make more gunpowder.
After being with Qingming for so long, Wei Yuan felt for the first time that everything was moving in a good direction, and there was finally light ahead. The phrase "courtesy reciprocity" that Yu Zhizhuo just said seemed to mean something else. I don't know.
What's the meaning.
There was a sudden movement in Wei Yuan's heart. Spiritual energy suddenly spewed out from somewhere in the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, and then several strands of green energy slowly formed.
He felt something in his heart and looked into the distance.
A loud cry suddenly sounded in a shanty in Yong'an City, and a baby was born. This was the first child born in Qing Mingzhong.
Chapter completed!