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Chapter fifty-eight

Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song knew very well how much Chen Mu valued this object, so when it was transported, they specifically ordered not only to transport it by carriage, but also to send dozens of soldiers to clear the way to guard it to prevent accidents.

Jiang Zaolingcheng, who was walking at the front of the team, sat down three steps and two steps apart, ran up the tower, raised his hands to the three of them and said: "General Huangfu, General Zhu, and Chen Zhonglang, fortunately you have lived up to your orders."

Chen Mu smiled and said, "I came at the right time."

Huangfu Song stared at the bronze disc and asked, "What is the purpose of this thing? Can it really break our witchcraft curse?"

Chen Mu watched the carriage slowly approaching the south gate and said enigmatically: "This thing is a magic weapon made from the illustrations left by my ancestors. With it, it can not only break the curse, but also kill enemies hundreds of feet away." outside."

"Is it really amazing now?"

Huangfusong and Zhu Jun were shocked.

"The two generals don't believe it. You will see for yourself after installing this thing later."

Chen Mu seemed to have everything in his mind and was full of confidence.

As the carriage approached the south gate, the soldiers below the city asked, "General, how should I place this?"

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun looked at Chen Mu, who said loudly: "Move it up, don't break it."

The diameter of the disc is two feet long, and it is not easy to make. If it breaks, all his hard work will be lost.

The soldiers carried the bronze disc up. In addition to the disc, there was also a base for fixation.

After the two items were carried up the tower, Chen Mu said to Lingcheng, the craftsman: "Lingcheng, are you sure there is no problem with the effect of this thing?"

The master craftsman said: "Zhonglang, when it comes to the craftsmanship of making this thing, you can't find anything to do with the craftsmen in Changshe City. In other words, the craftsmen under me are all the most powerful craftsmen in charge of making this thing. , I am somewhat confident. And I have made corrections according to your instructions, and you can use the hinge to adjust it freely."

The Qin Dynasty set up generals as prison guards, and the Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system. This official office has been preserved, and the chief is a master craftsman with a rank of two thousand stones. The royal palaces, gardens, mausoleums, exquisite gold and silver crafts, jade and tree carvings, military camp weapons, armor, bows and arrows are all Produced by General Supervisor.

These craftsmen who went out with the army were the subordinates of the general. They usually made handicrafts in Luoyang. Once there was a war or large-scale construction tasks were needed, the general would call in craftsmen to make them.

Therefore, it can be said that the craftsmanship of these people can be said to represent the top level of craftsmen in the Han Dynasty.

After hearing the guarantee from the craftsman, Chen Mu said with relief, "That's good. Clean the altar table above the altar and place this object on the altar."

The altar is built on the city tower, not like the wooden tower of the Yellow Turban Army, but a high platform with stairs to go up.

The soldiers carried the bronze disc, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, up the steps. When the altar was lifted down, the altar became empty, just enough to place this thing.

Everyone carefully placed the disc on the base. There were buckles on the base to secure the disc.

After the disc was completely placed, Chen Mu, Zhu Jun, and Huangfusong climbed up the stairs. Huangfusong looked at the huge disc from left to right and asked in confusion: "What kind of treasure is this broken disc? Can it break the yellow turban evil spell on the opposite side?" "

Chen Mu smiled and said: "It's a small thing. Originally, this thing was just used to transmit light. After being modified with the secret technique passed down by my Chen family, it has the effect of breaking evil spells."

"Oh? Come and give it a try."

Huangfu Song became interested and urged him to use it.

Chen Mu looked up at the sky, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, it's only noon now, let's wait until after noon."

Noon is around 11 o'clock, and noon is between 12 o'clock and 1 o'clock.

"Okay, then let's wait for another hour."

Huangfu Song nodded and said, "Let's go have lunch first."

Chen Mu went to have lunch here, and Huangjin almost made a fire to cook.

However, Bo Cai still ordered people to stand guard at the gate of the camp and pay close attention to the movements of the officers and soldiers in the city. A large disk like this was lifted onto the altar. Of course, it was noticed by the Yellow Turban soldiers, who immediately reported it to Bo Cai, Gao Feng and others.

Bo Cai, He Yi, Man Gao Feng and others came out of the military camp and saw an inexplicable extra bronze artifact on the altar of the officers and soldiers. They couldn't help but be very puzzled and couldn't understand its meaning.

Bocai asked: "Master Gao, what is this?"

Gao Feng didn't know where to go. He frowned and said, "It looks like a magic weapon."

"What are the officers and soldiers doing with this thing?"

He Yi was puzzled.

He Man rolled his eyes and said, "No need to guess, it must be something to deal with the master's spell."

Gao Feng sneered and said: "I have placed a curse. No matter what he brings out, it will be useless. Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun will definitely die."

"Then don't worry about it?"

Bocai hesitated, always feeling that it was impossible for the officers and soldiers to come up with something useless without a clear target.

Gao Feng said disdainfully: "No need to pay attention to it. No matter how powerful this object is, it is just a dead object. I have a yellow talisman given to me by my master to protect my body. Gods and ghosts will not invade, so there is nothing they can do to me. Even a crossbow can't cross it." Two hundred feet away hurt me."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to camp.

The Yellow Turban Army was stationed one mile away from Changshe City. The camp gate was 400 meters away from the city gate of Changshe City. This distance was beyond the reach of bows and arrows, even the crossbows that had become popular in the Han Dynasty. It was very safe.

Unless the technology of the Eastern Han Dynasty advanced and spanned several dynasties, the Song Dynasty's black-tech eight-niu crossbow that could shoot more than 500 meters was directly obtained. Otherwise, with the effective range of ordinary bows and arrows of more than 100 meters and crossbows of more than 200 meters, it would be almost impossible to threaten the Yellow Turban Army. 's campsite.

When Bo Cai and others heard that it made sense, they all went back to their camps.

After noon, when it was time to perform Dharma on the stage in the afternoon, Gao Feng climbed onto the Dharma altar again.

The altar is in the shape of a tower with a roof that can block the sun. The space inside is also large, and there are several basins of cold water placed there, so it is not afraid of the heat.

Gao Feng was preparing to start the afternoon dance task. Looking into the distance, he suddenly felt a strong light coming towards him. His eyes were completely white, as if he was looking directly at the sun, which almost blinded him.

"What's this?"

Gao Feng felt dizzy and couldn't open his eyes for a long time. He staggered and fell to the ground. Fortunately, there were guardrails in the tower, which prevented him from falling to death.

Bo Cai and others below also noticed this situation and quickly looked towards the tower in the distance.

I saw an object on top of the city tower emitting blazing white light, forming a beam of strong light that shot towards the camp tower and enveloped the entire tower.

"What is this?"

Bocai and others were shocked and looked at each other in confusion.

On the tower of Changshe, Chen Mu was still adjusting the angle so that the light could perfectly shine on Gao Feng. Fortunately, he asked the craftsman Zao Lingcheng to make two bronze mirrors, one called a translucent mirror and the other called a Yangsui.

These two things existed in the Han Dynasty, and the production method is also very simple. Put two huge mirrors together, and when using them, open the translucent mirror below, so that when the sun is overhead, the translucent mirror absorbs the sunlight and refracts it to the sun. Go up to the fire and reflect towards the Yellow Turban Barracks.

It doesn't matter even if the direction of the sun is wrong. He can adjust the angle of the light-transmitting mirror so that the sun's rays can shine on the sunsui no matter how it changes, thus shining on the tower at the entrance of the Yellow Turban Camp.

As for the principle of this thing, those who have studied junior high school physics, or those who have experienced using girls' mirrors to look at others in the classroom when they were in school, should understand.

In fact, it is the reflection of light.

However, the Yang Sui is not an ordinary thing. As early as the Western Han Dynasty, some people used the Yang Sui made of bronze mirrors to make fire. This thing is a concave mirror that can focus light.

The larger the diameter of the concave mirror, the better the light gathering effect.

Theoretically, if a concave mirror larger than the earth could be made to absorb sunlight below the earth, the accumulated heat could instantly penetrate the focus part of the earth, just like the laser satellite weapon in the movie.

The only pity is that Chen Mu can't adjust the focal length perfectly, whether it's a concave mirror or a convex lens.

The focal length of a concave mirror is close to half the radius of the sphere, but the actual focal length has to be measured. After all, there is an error. Therefore, if you want to get the focus more than 400 meters away, you need a concave mirror with a very exaggerated radius.

As for the convex lens, theoretically, the focal length can be infinitely adjusted. The larger the radius of curvature, the farther the focal length, which can be infinite.

But this level of craftsmanship, let alone in the Eastern Han Dynasty, even in later generations, still requires extremely precise instruments.

And in order to maintain strong light, the curved surface of the concave mirror cannot be too curved, so Chen Mu can only build a large mirror close to a flat mirror, which is somewhat similar to a serving plate. The focal length will be slightly farther, but the heat gathering effect is very poor.

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Even so, the concentrated bright light was enough to make Gao Feng dizzy and dazzled, and he was unable to cheer up and cast spells as usual.

Chen Mu looked from a distance and saw Gao Feng staggering around on the tower after being shot, and couldn't help but sneer.

You throw an Ollie at me, and I'll throw it at you.

I can't kill you.

Gao Feng was really shaken over there. Logically speaking, light can propagate infinitely in a vacuum.

But it doesn't work on Earth because it will be blocked by particles in the air.

Unfortunately, Chen Mu's mirror was big enough, and the distance between the two sides was only 400 meters, which was not too far. It could gather strong light and illuminate it.

Soon Gao Feng couldn't stand it any longer. He could hardly open his eyes under the intense bright light. Tears fell from his eyes. He swayed and shouted: "Worship, this is witchcraft."

"Master Gao, Master Gao!"

Bo Cai and others shouted anxiously below.

"Help me quickly."

Gao Feng shouted while groping to climb down from the tower.

But his head was dizzy and he couldn't see the direction clearly. He groped for his feet, screamed and fell from the tower.

Bo Cai and others below instinctively stretched out their hands to catch it, but when they were about to catch it, they remembered that the tower was four to five feet high (one foot and 2.3 meters in the Han Dynasty). If someone fell from this height, if they were to catch it below,

Why don't you smash people into meat pies?

So he quickly retracted his hand.

boom!

There was a loud noise and Gao Feng fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone hurried up to check. Bocai helped Gao Feng up and said with shame, "I'm sorry, Master Gao. I made a miscalculation and missed you by one step. I didn't receive you."

"you......"

Gao Feng vomited blood and looked at Bo Cai with wide eyes, probably wanting to say mmp.

But unfortunately, his internal organs were smashed, and he could no longer speak. His eyes widened and he looked at the sky, his head tilted, and his soul returned to the yellow sky and left.

"this......"

Bo Cai and others looked at each other in shock. The high master who held a high position in the Yellow Turban Army was dead, so their sin was huge.

Looking back at the tower of Changshe City, I saw someone with Taoist robes fluttering on the high platform, as if a banished immortal came to the world, exerted infinite magic power, and took the lives of people hundreds of feet away.

Everyone was so frightened that they hugged Gao Feng's body and hurried back to the camp. They closed the camp door tightly and never dared to come out again.


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