wild trail

Chapter 137 Selection of Materials
The news made the two of them immediately serious. Although they also wanted to make some contributions, judging from the results of the current training, such soldiers could not fight at all.

"Boss, we will definitely speed up the training." Kong Yi said.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "You two pick two people from your people. I plan to build two beacon towers between Linhe Village and here. Two people are required to guard each place."

"Is it the beacon tower that lights cigarettes and sends news?" Bark asked.

Wang Lang said solemnly: "That's it. Our place is relatively hidden. If the enemy advances eastward, the most likely place to be attacked is the side near the river. If we can't support them in time, it will be dangerous."

"Then I will pick two people from my team in a while." Kong Yi said.

Wang Lang nodded and said: "This matter should be done as soon as possible. After being selected, we will send people to build it tomorrow."

"What about training?" Bark asked.

"The training can't stop either. No matter men, women, old or young must participate in the construction of the Beacon Tower, it must be completed within two days."

Kong Yi and the other two also realized the seriousness of the matter, and they very much agreed with Wang Lang's approach. This kind of life-and-death matter is related to everyone's life, and there is no room for carelessness.

"After the training this morning, you will take people to cut down the trees for the beacon tower," Wang Lang said.

After the three chatted for a while, when everyone recovered some strength, the spearmen continued to train. After being punished together just now, everyone felt a lot closer to each other.

Wang Lang did not continue to supervise their training, he believed that Kong Yi and the others had already realized the sense of urgency, the training method had been handed over to them, and the rest was just time to get familiar with it.

After explaining what they should do, Wang Lang returned to the tribe. After the child was born, his sense of crisis was much stronger than before. Now he has a family and a family. If the tribe is breached, what awaits him is Tragedy of family ruin and death.

Wang Lang didn't dare to think about such a scene. Only when he becomes stronger can he protect the people he cherishes.

Putting down the distracting thoughts in his mind, Wang Lang called Lin Huo, who trained the archers, and planned to try to restore the longbow.

Wang Lang told Lin Huo his idea of ​​improving the bow and arrow, and said: "This kind of bow and arrow should be much more powerful than the current bamboo bow. If it succeeds, this weapon has both the power of throwing a spear and the accuracy of a bow and arrow. It will definitely greatly enhance the strength of the archers."

For a long time, the bows of the tribe were made of bamboo and hemp rope, but now Wang Lang actually wanted to use wood and animal intestines and tendons to make bows. This unimaginable thing made Lin Huo feel that this was simply not feasible.

"Lang, are you sure you can really make a bow and arrow?" Lin Huo asked with a frown.

"Although I haven't tried it, I think it should be possible." Wang Lang said with certainty.

Lin Huo thought for a while and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then I'll try it with you."

Wang Lang smiled and said, "If it succeeds, this new bow will be named Shenhuo Bow. What do you think?"

Lin Huo was taken aback by these words, his name could be associated with the gods, which made him terrified, and he said quickly: "Lang, how can I use the word god, what if the gods bring disasters because of this?" manage?"

"The gods will not bring disasters. If this kind of bow is really powerful, the gods must be happy. We didn't waste the wisdom given by the gods. Why are the gods angry?" Wang Lang said seriously.

Lin Huo was very entangled at the moment, naming the bow after himself, this kind of honor was very tempting to him, thinking that whenever he mentioned the Shenhuo Bow in the future, he would think of Lin Huo, which made him swallow.

"Lang, this is the way you came up with. Wouldn't it be great to give me this honor!"

Wang Lang said indifferently: "What's wrong, what do I want this honor for, as long as the tribe grows stronger, it is my greatest wish that the clansmen live happily."

Lin Huo said with emotion: "You must be the greatest leader. Compared with you, those tribes in the west who enslave others are like those glowing bugs by the river at night, but you are the bright moon in the sky."

Wang Lang didn't want to be a saint, he just wanted to live a more comfortable life, but this simple thought required countless efforts. Lin Huo's praise didn't make him feel complacent, but instead increased his pressure a bit, and said with a wry smile: "Let's work!"

The two took tools and walked to the edge of the forest to finish the wood suitable for making bows and arrows.

Although Wang Lang didn't know what kind of wood the original longbow needed to make the bow body, but for the bow, the bow body is the most important thing, and it cannot be broken after two pulls, so the selected wood must be hard, strong and have a certain degree of elasticity. .

Although the tree made of wheels is strong, it is simply because it is too strong that it is impossible to bend that kind of wood.

After searching for an hour, Wang Lang found a tree with fairly good hardness. The tree was very straight, and the trunk with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters went straight into the sky. He estimated that the tree was at least ten meters high.

After choosing the tree for the bow, the two men chopped down the tree with an axe. Within ten minutes, the huge tree fell to the ground.

Wang Lang walked to the crown of the tree, chopped off a thumb-thick branch with an axe, and broke it hard.

There was a crisp sound of "啪!", and the branch broke off in response.

Wang Lang shook his head. He thought he could use a branch to make a bow, but it was broken so easily. Obviously, this tricky method would not work.

Unable to take shortcuts, Wang Lang had no choice but to focus on the trunk. For trees, the trunk must be much stronger than the branches.

Wang Lang asked Lin Huo to be on alert nearby, and he took a saw and began to process the trunk.

Cut the trunk into pieces of about 1.6 meters, and then alternately with the forest fire saw this piece of wood into a plank with a thickness of about four or five centimeters. It took the two of them more than an hour to complete this.

But at this time, not far from here, there was the sound of clanging logs. Wang Lang looked over there and knew that it was Kong Yi and the others who had come to prepare the materials for the beacon tower.

Withdrawing his gaze, he continued to process the board in his hand, measured the thickness of the board, and sawed it into a wooden stick with a square cross section.

In order to test whether this wood can be made into a bow, Wang Lang pestered the stick on the ground and called Lin Huo over. The two of them grabbed the other end of the stick and pressed down hard. Seeing this scene, Wang Lang knew that the wood he had chosen had succeeded.

　Due to the marriage, I can only change it once a day. I'm sorry, everyone. I only have enough manuscripts for these few days. After I get married, I will make up for the owed. The full attendance of next month is 600 yuan. Yes, hey!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)