Mr. Bai was really shocked.
Just like the first time Thirty-two entered the village, he didn't believe in "Daoxuan Tianzun" at first, and thought he was the same thing as "Wu Sheng Old Mother", but now he started to believe it.
After all, no one in ancient times was a true atheist.
As long as a little miracle appears, an ancient man's faith can be shaken.
At this time, Gao Chuwu, Zheng Daniu and others all gathered around the trebuchet, talking about the trebuchet with its arms raised.
The fifth grade student in high school said naively: "If you throw this thing once, the big spoon will stand up. It seems that it can't be used, right?"
As an official craftsman, Li Da has seen the most machines, and he can see the key to the problem at a glance: "You have to press down the big spoon and let it get stuck in the machine bracket before it can be used a second time."
"How do you get it off?"
"Isn't this nonsense? In the fifth grade of high school, you are good at climbing trees. You climb up first and tie the magic rope to the neck of the spoon. Then a few of us will pull it down together and the machine will be stuck. .”
"good idea!"
Gao Chuwu climbed up along the throwing arm like a monkey.
When the projecting arm was raised, it was nearly two feet high. To him, it was just a big tree. He climbed to the spoon in three strokes and five divided two, and tied the remaining sacred rope from the construction of the city gate to it. Then it slipped.
Several villagers pulled the rope, like a tug-of-war, and worked together, hey, hey, one, two, three, shouting slogans, and pulled the rope together, and they really pulled down the throwing arm. Li Da and Gao One by one, the two blacksmiths worked together and hit it hard with their hammers. With a bang, the throwing arm got stuck on the machine frame again.
"Success!"
The villagers cheered: "We have learned how to use Xianjia weapons."
Mr. Bai woke up from the shock. Now he no longer cursed any cult or cult, either in his mouth or in his heart. He waved his hands to the villagers and said: "Come in more people, let's work together to push this trebuchet." Go to the open space behind the city gate, aim outside the city, and when the bandits come to kill us, we will throw stones out and kill them."
The villagers cheered: "Okay!"
A large group of people came over to push. Li Daoxuan was still worried that they could not push, but he saw that the villagers had found branches as thick as an arm and placed them in rows on the ground to become rollers. They first pushed the trebuchet onto the branches. , and can be easily pushed away.
Well, although these villagers have not read books and have no knowledge, they are very experienced when "doing hard work". They do not need Li Daoxuan's intervention, and they are even more professional than Li Daoxuan.
Seeing the villagers pushing the trebuchet, Mr. Bai was thinking: Although the Xianjia trebuchet is easy to use, if there is only one... it doesn't feel like enough.
The idea just came up...
Gao Yiye said loudly: "Tianzun said that since everyone has learned how to use it, give us a few more, and give way to those people behind the city wall."
Mr. Bai was startled and quickly turned his head to look.
The villagers behind the city wall spread out in all directions.
Another trebuchet descended from the sky, and this time it directly helped them position themselves. When it landed, it stirred up a cloud of dust, and then another, and another, and another...
In the blink of an eye, there were a row of twenty trebuchets in different colors behind the city wall.
There are green ones, blue ones, gray ones, and red ones...
Colorful, just like the colors of the unorthodox city walls, gaudy.
Mr. Bai: "!!!"
Such wonderful sights really opened his eyes.
After he saw the colorful colors of these trebuchets, he immediately understood that the inexplicable large city wall in Gaojia Village seemed to be given by the gods, so it had the same colorful colors and weird materials.
At this time, the villagers began to kneel again as a habit. The villagers in Gaojia Village knelt down and worshiped the sky: "Thank you, God!"
Mr. Bai turned around and saw that his tenants were also kneeling and shouting to the sky along with the people in Gaojiacun: "Thank you, God!"
Even the dozen servants' knees were shaking now, and they were about to kneel down.
Mr. Bai was confused. Thirty-Two pulled his sleeve: "Mr. Bai, there are 20 more trebuchets now, and they need someone to control them. You have to rearrange them."
"Ah?" Mr. Bai woke up at this moment, stuffed the exclamation marks floating above his head back into his mind, cheered up, and loudly commanded: "Those two blacksmiths, when the battle begins later, you should not go up the city wall. , stay behind the city wall and guard these trebuchets. If I tell you to smash them, you will use hammers to knock off the trebuchets."
Li Da and Gao Yiyi quickly responded.
Mr. Bai frowned and thought for a while, then pointed at a group of old men and women in the village: "You guys, join the blacksmith group and be responsible for refilling the big spoon of the trebuchet."
The old man and woman were a little confused. They were old, weak, women and children. How could they have the strength to do this work?
Mr. Bai pointed to the magic rope tied to the trebuchet: "Although you don't have much strength, you should be able to pull it off by pulling the rope together, and then put a smaller stone into the spoon." That’s it.”
The group of old men and women hurriedly tried it. Not to mention, as long as there were enough people pulling the rope, it would really work.
Li Da and Gao Yiyi glanced at their new positions, then looked up at Gao Chuwu and Zheng Daniu who were standing on the front line of the battle on the city wall. They simply took off their two pawn armors. He greeted loudly: "On the fifth day of the new year, Daniel, come here. These two sets of armor are for you to wear."
The two young men were not polite and happily put on their two armors.
They were young, strong, and tall, but now they were wearing armor, and they looked really mighty.
Mr. Bai looked on and murmured in his heart that hiding iron armor secretly was a serious crime of beheading, but... then he thought about the bandit army that attacked Baijiapu. What crime was that? No one cares at all! The governor himself said, "Plunder will be yours in the coming spring."
Even if the governor of Gaojiacun knew about these two pieces of iron armor, he would probably just say: "The villagers forged armor to fight thieves. The matter of forging armor will be decided in the coming spring when the thieves and bandits decide for themselves."
Time ticks by...
In the evening, the sun sets in the west, the sun is dancing in the sky, its pace is messy, and it may fall below the horizon at any time.
Li Daoxuan's takeaway was delivered, fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, and it also came with a 300ml small Coke. He took one bite of rice and one bite of Coke, and he was so high.
The little people in Gaojia Village suddenly started to make a noise, and the noisy sounds floated out from the box.
Li Daoxuan looked into the box, oh, the main force of the bandit army is here!
