Song Liyun had been standing next to Song Dekui to help. When he saw the soldier whom he had taken hostage slashing at him with a knife, he turned around in desperation, and a piece of steel suddenly appeared, using the power of his body to hit the knife edge like a whip.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the steel bars disappeared, leaving only the long knife in the sergeant's hand, which was knocked out of his hands and stuck end-to-end on the ground.
Everyone was shocked!
"Brother Wu!"
"Brother Wu!"
The sergeants at Guangbao Guard Station were shocked and rushed over to carry boards to save the people.
In their opinion, if such a thick wooden board hits a person, he or she will be injured.
As for Daxing who was slashing people with a knife... At this time, the knife had fallen to the ground, and he was holding one wrist and spinning around: "It hurts, it hurts like hell!"
Before anyone could get close to him, Wu Dong had already lifted up the cardboard he was covering on his body: "What's the fuss about?"
Seeing that he was unscathed, everyone was stunned and asked: "Brother Wu, did we see you being held down by a wooden board? Are you seriously injured?"
Wu Dong picked up a corner of the cardboard with one hand and shook it: "Keep your eyes open and see if it's heavy?"
A few sergeants chuckled and stepped forward to touch and lift the paper core board.
"Lao Wu, it's easy for you to talk, but I was almost beheaded!" Song Dekui said in frustration, rubbing his stiff arms.
Although the knife just now didn't hurt him, if Xiaoyun hadn't been by his side, the consequences would have been unpredictable.
Wu Dong looked at Song Dekui next to him who was gritting his teeth in anger, then at Song Liyun with a calm expression, and the long knife on the ground. He still didn't understand anything.
It's true that Daxing was worried about himself, but he was obviously venting his anger for being taken hostage yesterday.
"Miss Song, please forgive Daxing, he is impulsive and reckless." Wu Dong apologized.
That Daxing was even more wailing: "Brother Wu, I thought you were beaten to death, that's why... I was impatient and just wanted to scare Boss Song.
I'm sorry, Boss Song, Miss Song! I'm a fool, you adults are too much."
Song Liyun glanced at Daxing. This guy didn't hold grudges and would retaliate whenever he had the chance. This was better than a selfish person.
She also felt something strange the moment she knocked the sword away. The sword looked so powerful, but in fact it didn't have much strength, so it flew away easily.
It would be wrong to say that it was just scary. It would be better to say that this person named Daxing wanted to hurt Song Dekui.
Since he was not injured, it was Song Dekui who tricked Wu Dong first and led to his death.
Now that both Wudong and Daxing have apologized, Song Liyun has accepted it.
As for Song Liyun's behavior of taking a flying sword, no one mentioned it again.
Everyone in Wudong already believes that Song Liyun has good skills, and this is not the first time that Daxing has fallen into the hands of Miss Song.
Yesterday, there was actually only one set of cardboard boxes on the cart.
Song Liyun lived in a tent last night, and her cart was not loosened.
At that time, Wu Dong only saw the carts piled high and wrapped in felt blankets, so he could not see anything clearly.
Song Liyun had just dismantled the cardboard house in the space and took it out, and now he threw it randomly on the carriage.
With Wu Dong's eyesight, they couldn't tell how many things were on the carriage.
When Wu Dong and others realized that this seemingly heavy and thick wooden board was actually much lighter than expected and easy to splice, they almost broke a board on the spot to see what was going on.
It was Song Dekui who stopped everyone's reckless actions by shouting: "There is a paper core inside, you can't reconnect it if you break it off."
Not only Wudong and the others were surprised, Bahrain and others also came over and were so shocked that they were speechless looking at these paper core boards.
Surprised and surprised, the house still needs to be built quickly.
Under Song Dekui's guidance, several men quickly assembled the three houses.
This time, except for one wooden house still separated by stables, the other two houses were assembled and connected into a large house of 20 square meters.
In this way, not only can people rest, but even the thirteen horses can find shelter from the wind.
In order to keep out the cold, several people in Bahrain tied the sheepskins they brought to the wall facing the wind.
There was no way to remove the human head stones that were holding the house down in Song Liyun's space, so they had to smash the horse stakes left over from the previous tribe into the soil, and then use cowhide ropes to fix the wooden house.
By the time the cabin camp was completed, the sky was filled with heavy snow and the wind and snow were blowing.
Wu Dong and others all carried fried noodles and dry food, and Bahrain also hung dry meat and water bags under their saddles. According to the usual rules, they could only drink cold water and eat dry food when they stayed out at night.
But, today is different.
In the center of the twenty-square-meter house, a tallow lamp hung from a rope, illuminating the room.
A bonfire of cow dung was burning brightly in the fire pit on the ground, and a casserole with mutton soup was boiling and foaming.
There were several large cakes baking beside the fire. The cakes were already browned, and the aroma of burnt white flour filled the room.
The ground was covered with thick hay and felt blankets, and everyone sat on it, eating a hot dinner around the fire.
But the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange. Except for Song Dekui, who was enjoying his meal, everyone else's eyes stayed on the wall of the wooden house.
The wooden wall is smooth and neat.
Honeycomb wall core, lightweight.
The wall is three inches thick, giving it a strong and durable feel.
If it weren't for the sound of the wind blowing outside and the rustle of sand and snow particles hitting the wooden walls, they wouldn't have felt like they were in the wild.
Bahrain is used to living in yurts, but the Wudong people prefer this kind of regular house, which is much better than the thatched house they built themselves.
If they could set up such a simple camp on the patrol route, they would not have to worry about suffering from wind and snow even if each team stayed out for three to five days.
When they were talking, they mentioned where this cardboard house came from and could it be sold? How much would it cost?
Sell! Of course I have to sell!
Song Dekui was so excited that his saliva flew everywhere.
These are all produced by the Songjia Carton Factory. In addition to using them for my own use, I also want to promote them to others.
Unexpectedly, people wanted to buy it just after it was first released.
He counted the advantages of the prefab house one by one, with convenience being the first and being cheap being the second.
Needless to say, it is convenient. Everyone in the house has assembled it by hand, making it easy to learn.
Although the quality is not as good as a masonry house built for dozens of taels of silver, it costs less.
Only two taels of silver can buy five houses with an area of 100 square meters.
In the north where there is bitter cold and little rain, if the board walls are painted with waterproof tung oil, it will last for a year or two and there will still be no problem.
Hearing this price and the area of five houses, not only Wu Dong and others were eager to move, but even Bahrain was thinking that it would be a good deal to exchange five sheep for a house.
With a wooden house, there is no need to worry about using sheep felt to build a tent.
In the future, there will no longer be a need for a large family to be crowded into a tent, even when giving birth to a baby, it is difficult to let go.
Thinking of this, Bahrain also started to join the discussion in broken Wu Dynasty dialect.
Song Liyun did not crowd with these men. She stayed alone in her own small house.
While eating the food heated on the charcoal stove, I used a lamp to draw a map of my journey today.
In addition, she was still worried about a problem in her mind.
That's why this tribe suddenly moved its tents. Is it really because there are some changes in the Mida Valley?