In Green Valley Town, the stolen armed carriage was torn into pieces.
The thick wooden boards that make up the car body are all uniform, basically the same in length and thickness.
This comes from the hydraulic sawmill of "Fuqiangling". The semi-mechanized equipment greatly reduces the labor intensity of craftsmen.
The cost of a heavy-duty carriage is cheaper than an old-fashioned two-wheeled carriage.
The processed wood has also undergone simple retort to ensure that it will not be distorted and deformed during long-term use, and to prevent insect infestation and improve durability - just do not retort into charcoal.
This marks the completion of a retort kiln in 'Fuqiangling' for deep processing of wood.
No one cared about this, and the carriage was split open and smashed with axes, leaving pieces of wood all over the floor.
The frame is an H-shaped forging. During the forging process, it is quenched at a high temperature of more than 800 degrees, and then tempered at 300 to 500 degrees to ensure that the frame is strong and elastic enough.
This shows that the smelting and forging of 'Fuqiangling' has made revolutionary progress. It has made great breakthroughs in terms of carbon content and temperature control.
Steel will become cheap.
But still no one noticed this. Lord Exxon, who presided over the dismantling, was only surprised by such a large forging, but had no idea how difficult it was to forge it.
There is a small square in the town where torches are lit at night and the dismantling work is carried out here.
The Lord asked blacksmiths and carpenters to come to work, but the mayor tremblingly replied that there were no blacksmiths or carpenters in the town. All these two trades were recruited to the "Fuqiang Ling".
The knight didn't know how to work with an axe, so he found the town's barrel maker and brought him to dismantle the carriage.
The forged parts of the frame are very heavy and heavy, and they crashed to the ground after being dismantled. This weight of steel alone is worth a lot of money, not to mention the quality is so good.
The few bamboo craftsmen who were working timidly got out of the way. They noticed that the steering mechanism connected to the frame was very delicate, but they said nothing.
The technical difficulties of the four-wheel carriage include the steering structure. If the two front wheels cannot rotate flexibly, it will be a big trouble when driving on curves, and the heavy-load characteristics cannot be exerted.
‘Fuqiangling’ uses a very simple metal shaft to solve this problem, which not only saves horsepower, but is also very convenient - this ‘simple’ depends on who it is, as ordinary blacksmiths cannot make tightly connected shaft connecting parts.
Lord Exxon turned a blind eye to these 'black technologies'. He only heard that the heavily-equipped carriages of the 'Fu Qiang Ling' caravan were good, and the secret lay in the long axle connecting the wheels.
In fact, even if they are wooden wheels, the ones produced by 'Fuqiangling' are small, light, strong and unique.
"Remove these two axles, we will take them away."
The prince decided that the two smooth hollow axles were the secret, and asked the carpenter to dismantle the wheels. Only after dismantling them did he discover that the two ends of the axles were closely connected to the bearings...
"I seem to have opened it wrong."
The prince only thought about it in his mind and never admitted his mistake verbally. So he asked the bamboo craftsman to pick up the two axles and bearings, and discarded the rest.
For example, there have been important innovations in the harnesses of heavy-duty carriages, from the diagonal chest straps of the old harnesses to the horizontal ones. This makes the horses feel much better, is more labor-saving and comfortable, and facilitates long-distance transportation.
There are also changes in the shaft pole, reins, shoulder harness, and many details that are not easy to notice. The reason why the "Fu Qiang Ling" heavy-duty carriage is easy to use is not just the improvement of the two axles.
Lord Exxon didn't care about these details at all, and even despised the humble craftsman's work, but he was very satisfied with the gains of his operation.
"As long as we bring these two axles back, we can also build a heavy-duty carriage. There are still many craftsmen in the family."
Under the night, the knights of the Longlegs family congratulated the lord and praised him for launching a fatal attack against the despicable rebels. Not only did they win the victory, but they also held the enemy's secrets in their hands.
A flood of flattery...
Lord Exon's beard trembled with laughter. He turned his thick body and shouted to the mayor who was waiting nearby: "Send someone to send these two axles to the Banshee Castle."
"Yes, Sir. I will... tomorrow..." The mayor nodded and bowed, then slapped his middle ear. His body immediately lost balance, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground with a buzzing head.
The Lord used all his strength and sneered as he stared at the mayor lying on the ground bleeding from his mouth and nose. He moved his palms while complaining, and said dissatisfiedly: "I want you to send it right away. This is your chance to serve the family.
I’m going to have a rest, and I’ll arrange for two women to serve in my room, who should be younger and more beautiful. I also need some wine, and I’m used to drinking one before going to bed.”
After the order was given, Lord Exxon walked towards the mayor's house, which is now his residence.
The mayor struggled to get up from the ground and nodded his head in submission.
The riding boots of the family knights made a sound of tapping on the ground. They also made their own "bedtime requests" and slowly walked towards the houses they occupied.
Tias, the youngest, stopped for a moment and looked at the mayor who was trying to please him for a few seconds. The other party was waiting for him to make a 'request', but he didn't say anything and just left silently.
The small square in the town was littered with the remains of carriages, and the open space became deserted. The mayor covered his swollen face and arranged for people to work.
If the gentlemen wanted to deliver axles, they would arrange for someone to deliver them overnight. If the gentlemen wanted women, wine and food, they would pick wives and daughters from various houses in the town to serve them.
The masters want to be beaten and scolded, but as a servant, you can only endure it.
Being so busy, the people in the town dispersed numbly. All of this seemed to be natural, and it had been like this since ancient times, and no one had any intention of breaking it.
Late at night, the town gradually became quiet. Even the gangsters who occupied the hotel had enough to eat and drink, and wanted to rest after making enough noise.
Tias was on duty at night, guarding the door for Lord Exxon. He was standing in the corridor on the second floor of the mayor's house. If Lord Exon had any orders, he would also follow orders to find someone.
As promised, the mayor sent the lord a woman to accompany him to his bed, as well as wine and food, including a portion for Tias. Soon the shouts of men and women rang out from behind the door he was guarding, and the lord did not stop until very late.
At one or two o'clock in the night, the lantern outside the room was swayed by the flames blown by the wind, flickering on and off.
Tias leaned against the wall outside the door in boredom, wasting time in silence. He imagined that he would have a passionate fight with the rebels, or a fair duel, even if he sacrificed his life, it would be nothing.
Young people always have unrealistic dreams.
But the reality is... bullying the weak.
Such a knight does not seem very noble.
After much thought, Tias gave up thinking and felt sleepy.
Just as the young knight was half asleep with his head drooping, he suddenly felt a chill coming next to him. He quickly jumped out of the way, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a short dagger passing by.
There is an enemy!
Tias woke up instantly and shouted.
A smiling halfling appeared in the corridor outside the room. He was only 1.23 meters tall, with a cynical expression on his ruddy face. He was very agile and quickly moved out of the way if he missed a hit.
Tias pulled out his sword and shouted "Sir, enemy attack" again.
A tall human ranger appeared at the stairwell of the narrow corridor. He carried a heavy tower shield and a long knife in his hand, and launched an attack without saying a word.
Heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the space to the left and right was limited.
The halfling climbed up to the ceiling, and the shield-carrying ranger passed under him and bumped into Tias unceremoniously.
Just a breath.
This blow was simply impossible to withstand.
The ranger probably drank a potion temporarily, and his physical strength and strength were extraordinary. Tias's sword could not cut the opponent's tower shield at all. He tried to retreat, but was knocked into the wooden window at the other end of the corridor.
The window cracked open with a click, and Tias was knocked out alive.
The moment his back hit the ground, Tias almost fainted from the severe pain. When he tried to turn over and shouted for enemy attack again, he found that fighting was starting everywhere in the town.