Chapter 155 Ma Shu

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After some inquiries from insiders, Xiao Yu took the guards inside Zhuangzi along the river to a stream dozens of miles away.

Sure enough, I saw a big tent propped up with a big chimney at the top, which was obviously a coal stove produced by myself.

She dismounted and came to the tent. Everyone was looking at her instantly, because the lady in the mink cloak was wearing a hat, and the big hat directly hid Xiao Yu's smiling face.

"Who are you?" the guard in the tent stood up and asked.

"Brother Tiger, Brother Huacai, you are so elegant. It's freezing cold, and the smell of meat has spread outside the camp." Xiao Yu ignored the guard, took off his hat, and smiled.

The two looked at each other, stood up immediately, raised their hands to Xiao Yu and said, "Sir, why are you here when it's so cold and freezing?"

When the guards saw that it was Xiao Yu, they immediately didn't dare to say anything more. Are you kidding me? This woman is not easy to mess with. She has a lot of say in Zhuangzi.

Xiao Yu came to the two of them, picked up a spoon and stirred it in the pot, scooped up a spoon and smelled it, and immediately sneered.

"The secret seasoning used by the young master? You two are not treating yourselves badly."

The two laughed awkwardly.

"Since you entered the mansion, has Master ever forced you?"

"No." The two shook their heads.

"That young master, have you ever humiliated you?"

"No."

"Master, have I ever wronged you?"

The two stopped talking. After hearing what Xiao Yu said, the young master was really kind to them. He gave them food and drink, no tasks, no force, no 996, no overtime. Is there any better boss than this?

"Since you are so happy in the mansion, why is it so difficult for Ou Yexia to measure water conservancy for you?"

The two of them suddenly realized that it was the old boy who was making the report. Shuihu said angrily, "Ouye, a common man, only knows how to strike with a hammer and doesn't understand water conservancy at all. This is just a tributary of the Chuanyun River, and there is no way he can carry it." It’s better to let Young Master design the water conservancy hammer.”

Xiao Yu came here, and the two of them began to pour out their bitterness and tell Ou Yexia about all the problems he had with Ou Yexia.

"Pack it up and follow me back to the water conservancy plant to see the young master immediately. Then, if you have any grievances, tell the young master directly. He is not the kind of unreasonable person."

They heard that they were going to the water conservancy plant, which confirmed Ou Yexia's report. The two of them had no choice but to let everyone finish eating quickly, then loaded the supplies on the carriage and set off towards the mine.

Yang Qian was in the mine, drawing the styles of the weapons he wanted. To be honest, he didn't have any talent for painting, and sometimes he could only use a ruler.

Krisna and others couldn't bear the loneliness and started wandering around. Ou Yexia, like a student, clasped his hands and knelt beside the desk, watching Yang Gan draw without blinking.

"Sir, what is this?"

At first, Ou Yexia could still understand that what Yang Gan was drawing was a sword, which was different from traditional bronze swords. The sword he drew was straight, about four fingers wide, and in terms of length, it was longer than the average bronze sword. Grow taller.

Yang Qian blew on the finished drawing, but he still felt that there was something missing, so he corrected it again.

"This is a spear, a powerful horse weapon."

"How does it compare to Ge and Halberd?"

"Far beyond a thousand miles."

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"Hi~~~~So powerful?"

After revising for a while, Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "If I have this weapon in my hand, my combat power will increase at least five times."

Ou Yexia served Yang Qian a bowl of hot tea inside and asked with a smile on his face, "Master, can you elaborate?"

Looking at the old man in front of him, thinking that there were still many tasks to be assigned to him in the future, Yang Qian couldn't help but explain patiently.

"This kind of weapon has a total length of one foot and eight feet, and a blade length of two feet and six inches. It has a health groove. Anyone who is blocking it with a weapon or wearing armor can kill it with one move."

Ou Yexia looked at the patterns on the drawing carefully, her eyes widened and her mouth opened wider and wider.

"Sir, you don't plan to use all steel for this weapon, do you?"

"Nonsense, of course it's all made of steel, otherwise what would you do?"

"But it weighs at least two ounces, so you can get it. If all the cavalry were to be replaced by horseshoes, few people would be able to lift it." Ou Yexia's eyes were so vicious that he could see the key point at a glance.

"Well, I know. Even if I can handle it, I won't make it." Yang Qian looked like he had known it for a long time.

"Why?" Ou Yexia was a little confused.

"The craftsmanship of this horse is so complicated that ordinary people can't make it. It's not that I underestimate you. Don't even think about making it according to the orthodox method. For the sake of simplicity and in a hurry, I asked you to use steel all over your body."

Ou Yexia twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Are you fucking complimenting me? Isn't this a curse? You're looking down on yourself."

Ou Yexia smiled slightly unconvinced and said, "Young master, even if you tell me, I want to see how amazing Ma Shu is and how complicated the craftsmanship is that even I can't forge it."

Yang Gan nodded. This old boy is very professional. People who are very professional usually have obsessive-compulsive disorder, otherwise they wouldn't be able to study for that long. To put it nicely, it means he is highly professional. To put it worst, he means accepting death and facing a certain A deadlock.

"Actually, it's not difficult to forge the blade. You can just use the folding and forging method. The difficulty lies in the pole of the horse. The pole of the horse is completely different from the wooden poles used in ordinary halberds and halberds."

"The pole of the horse is a composite pole. The tough wood needs to be cut into strips first, and then bonded with raw lacquer, tung oil, grass cloth, hemp rope, etc. It takes more than three years to make the pole before it can be made into a pole. .”

"Just soaking thin strips of tough wood mixed with tung oil repeatedly, drying, and soaking again, this process takes at least a year."

"After a year, when the strips no longer deform or crack, they are left to air-dry in a cool place for several months. It takes another half a year, a full year and a half, before starting to make the poles."

Ou Yexia looked at Yang blankly and said in disbelief, "It took a year and a half to start building the pole?"

Yang Qian said helplessly, "Yes, there are still more than a dozen processes to be completed. It will only take three years to complete. If you make ten poles after three years, I will be thankful to God if you succeed in two or three."

"It consumes so much time, materials, and money. I can build ten bed crossbows for the cost of one pole. I won't invest the cost."

Yang Qian thought for a while and decided to unify the measurement units with Ou Yexia first. The weight was not very important for the time being.

He took out a piece of wood from his arms and handed it to Ou Yexia.

"Sir, what is this?"

Yang Gan compared the scales on the ruler with the Arabic numerals.

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I taught Ou Yexia, and I originally planned to let him understand these things even if I gritted my teeth.

Unexpectedly, this old boy Ou Yexia's ability to accept knowledge related to weapons is almost as good as opening a plug-in, which makes Yang Qian feel no sense of accomplishment at all.

"Young master is so smart. According to the millimeters marked above, the forging accuracy of the weapon has also begun to increase. This is one millimeter, ten millimeters is one centimeter, and one hundred centimeters is one meter."

As the saying goes, a layman can see the excitement, but an expert can see the door. Ou Yexia immediately understood the importance of this thing.

"If I convert my requirements for the horse blade into meters and centimeters, it would be a total length of 4 meters, a blade length of 60 centimeters, a blade width of 7 centimeters, and a minimum weight of 60 kilograms. It is made of solid steel. Remember to make more."

"Don't worry, I'll help you forge this killer weapon even if you don't eat or drink. Hey, these millimeters and centimeters are really interesting..."

Ou Yexia didn't care at all. Instead, she kept playing with the ruler and measuring some utensils with it.

Yang Qian nodded silently. He knew that if this weapon could really be forged, his lethality would be exponentially multiplied.

In history, Yu Chigong, Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong, and Li Cunxiao were all masters of horse-stewing. But the traditional horse-stewing was only about 20 kilograms, and my own weighed at least 60 kilograms. How powerful it can be, I don’t know. I tried it, but no one knows.

As for this ruler, it was created based on the apps on Zhang Yumeng’s phone. There are quite a few apps on her phone, and many of them can be used without being connected to the Internet, which is considered cheaper for Yang Qian.

If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your weapons. If you have weapons, how can you be without a shield?

Anyway, with the little rhinoceros around, these things can be carried.

Throughout the entire history of mankind, there are only two types of shields in their peak state. One is round, which was found in ancient Europe and the ancient Central Plains. It is no big deal.

But there is another type of tower shield, which is different from the rectangular shield. Although they existed in ancient Europe and the ancient Central Plains, their principles are different.

The most representative rectangular shields used in ancient Europe were those used by ancient Roman infantry. They were generally equipped by ordinary soldiers except generals.

It's just that the method of use is different. The ancient Romans liked to carry rectangular shields and fight everywhere. The shields followed people around, and they were capable of both defense and attack.

But it was different in the ancient Central Plains in a previous life. At that time, the rectangular shields would have a sharp corner at the bottom. When defending, the triangle was inserted into the soil. The biggest effect was to withstand the impact of chariots and cavalry, or in other words, to weaken the chariots and cavalry. Cavalry impact speed.

Of course, Yang Gan's shield does not need to be inserted into the soil. Those are the fierce men in the first row. They have the best equipment and the strongest defense. Because they are in the first row, the casualty rate is very high. To match, they It is often the easiest to make meritorious deeds.

Seeing Ou Yexia constantly measuring the objects, Yang Gan smiled and said, "Okay, stop playing. After I leave, you can carve some one-meter-long rulers by yourself using steel bars. You can play with them every day."

Ou Yexia, with an excited look on her face, carefully put the ruler into her arms.

There’s nothing much to say about the round shield, Yang Gan said as he pulled over the drawing of the rectangular shield.

"Can you make this shield for me?"

Ou Yexia took the drawings and compared them with the data he had just learned, and couldn't help but look at Yang Qian in shock.

"Use this for close combat, and with the Sutie Dao, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to walk?"

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