wild trail

Chapter 36 Tin Arrows
After making the mold, Wang Lang picked up some ore and threw it into the fire for calcination. After the ore melted, a silver-white liquid flowed on the ground, shining with a unique metallic light. Wang Lang extinguished the fire and let the solution cool down naturally.

Time passed in a hurry, until after people had breakfast, the solution had solidified into lumps, and Wang Lang used stones to knock the metals off the stones.

After removing the ashes and rock debris above, this piece of tin, shining with a silvery white light, attracted all eyes.

People have never seen anything like this, and they all come forward to touch this special stone in their eyes. A cold and hard touch comes from the fingertips, which is a very special experience.

Wang Lang looked at the stone and giggled, and the others also giggled along with Wang Lang. Although they didn't know why they laughed, their intuition told them that it was a good thing.

Wang Lang put these tin nuggets into clay pots and set them on the fire for calcination. The melting point of tin is very low. Wang Lang remembers that it is only about [-] degrees Celsius.

Wang Lang held the branch and kept stirring it to dissolve it more fully.

Other people with nothing to do gathered around Wang Lang to watch this magic-like phenomenon, and everyone seemed to have a pious expression on their faces.

After the tin block was fully melted, Wang Lang asked someone to bring over the previously made molds. In order to prevent people from being burned, Wang Lang asked Wu Yun, who was holding the molds, to wrap his hands with animal skins.

Since the mold was not very flat, Wang Lang sealed the junction of the two clay slabs with mud.

"Be careful, don't move your hands! This thing is very hot and dangerous!" Wang Lang said to Wu Yun.

Wu Yun nodded solemnly, took a deep breath and said, "Come on, I'm ready!"

Wang Lang nodded, holding the clay pot with both hands, carefully pouring the scalding solution into it along the entrance.

The silver-white solution was poured into the groove, and Wang Lang asked Wu Yun to carefully place the thing in a cool place in the hole.

"Lang, what should we do next?" Wu Yun asked.

"What to do! Just wait, I don't know if it will succeed." Wang Lang shrugged and said.

After a long and boring wait, the tin solution finally cooled and solidified. Wang Lang couldn't wait to open the mold, and a triangular arrow appeared in front of everyone.

However, due to the gaps in the mold, there is a thin layer of tin flakes on the edge of the arrowhead. Wang Lang cut off the extra tin flakes on the edge of the arrowhead with a stone knife.

I found a smooth stone, sprinkled some water on it, and put the arrowhead on it to polish. It didn't take long for a sharp-edged arrowhead to be processed.

Wang Lang took an arrow shaft and put it on the arrowhead, but the sleeve of the arrowhead was a bit small, Wang Lang had to use a stone knife to rest the arrow shaft, this time the arrowhead was firmly fixed on the arrow shaft.

This is the tribe's first metal weapon. This invention is definitely of epoch-making significance. Wang Lang decided not to forget this special day. After the tribe has written words, it must record this great event in the history books.

"In a certain year, in a certain month, the king passed by a certain barren mountain. In order to stop the king, the evil spirits of heaven and earth caused a catastrophe. Guided by the gods, find the mysterious ore outside the sky and make it into a magic arrow between heaven and earth. When the arrow is completed, the evil spirits will retreat, the flood will dissipate, and thousands of creatures will be saved by the king, and they will be placed at the king's feet."

Just as Wang Lang was fantasizing about this mythical and legendary story, someone took the arrow in his hand.

Wang Lang was taken aback, and couldn't help being a little annoyed, who dared to disturb his sweet dreams so boldly, when he saw Jian Ya gently stroking Jian Shi, and the corner of his mouth smiling almost to the ear, Wang Lang couldn't help smiling.

"Why are you smirking, why don't you try the power of this arrow."

Jian Ya was startled by Wang Lang's sudden voice. After he realized it, he realized that he was so excited just now. He slapped his head, quickly took off the bow on his back, and skillfully drew the bow and nocked the arrow.

"Lon, what should I shoot?" Kentooth asked.

Wang Lang rubbed his chin for a while and said, "Just shoot at that big tree in front of you!"

"Okay!" Jian Ya howled excitedly.

Everyone came to the entrance of the cave, wanting to see the power of the new arrow.

Jian Ya held his breath, aimed at the big tree five or six meters away in front of him, let go of the fingers holding the bowstring, and the arrow that left the string flew out in the blink of an eye.

"Den!"

After a muffled sound, the shot arrow was firmly nailed to the tree trunk, and the arrow shaft was still vibrating due to the huge inertia.

Jian Ya hurried over to check the effect, and saw that the cone-shaped part of the tin arrowhead had completely submerged into the tree trunk. Seeing the sharpness of the arrowhead made of this kind of melting stone, Jian Ya was trembling with excitement. What is needed is not a woman, nor food, but a well-made weapon.

As the saying goes, red powder is given to beautiful women, and swords are given to heroes. For a guy with well-developed limbs like Jian Ya, this sharp weapon is tailor-made for him.

"Hey! Jian Ya, why are you staring blankly there? How effective is this arrow?" Wu Yun yelled at Jian Ya.

Jian Ya came back to his senses and shouted excitedly: "What a sharp arrow, it pierced the tree trunk in no time."

Hearing Jianya's words, people were very surprised. They didn't expect this beautiful stone to be so sharp. The stone arrowheads used before took a lot of trouble to polish. Although they can pierce tree trunks, arrowheads often use It is made of very thin stone flakes, which causes the arrows to be easily broken and has no effect on hard things.

As long as this kind of stone is melted, it can be poured into a ready-made mold, and after cooling, it can be used by polishing it casually. I don’t know how many times easier than making stone arrowheads. The men are staring at the solidified tin in the clay pot , his eyes almost glowed.

Jianya struggled to pull out the arrow nailed to the tree. Since tin, a metal, is relatively soft, the arrowhead part was slightly deformed under such a severe impact.

Looking at the twisted arrow, Wang Lang felt a little regretful. Although this metal is easy to process, there is no record of using tin as a weapon in history, which shows that this thing has great limitations.

Fortunately, tin is easy to process, and the blunt arrowhead becomes extremely sharp after being ground on a stone.

(End of this chapter)