Yan Zhuo was full of confidence in the flying ball, but Wang Zhanjin on the side was worried.
Gu Zhiyuan's capture of Chengchuan City was mostly due to the flying ball. If Baiyun Yinjianwei hadn't used the flying ball to land directly in Chengchuan City, the Yinjianwei and Beifu soldiers would have been stopped by the Hou Han's natural moat.
Five years.
If this flying ball is so easy to imitate, then it cannot become the secret weapon of Baiyun Villa. There are many skilled craftsmen in the five major countries and the ten major sects, so they should not rush to imitate it.
——Flying balls are not allowed to fly all over the sky.
"General, the bamboo basket is finished."
"General, this cloth has been sewn as required."
The bamboo craftsman and the tailor were all smiling, waiting for Yan Zhuo to reward them.
Yan Zhuo was not stingy and paid the reward, so he took Wang Zhanjin and Wang Erhu to find an open space and started assembling the flying ball.
The principle of this flying ball is simple. It relies on the air to expand when heated, and its specific gravity becomes lighter and rises, driving the flying ball to float up.
But when it comes to implementation, problems such as how to generate enough lift for the flying ball and how to control the takeoff, landing and direction of the flying ball must be solved.
"General, how should we assemble this flying ball?" Wang Erhu asked.
Yan Zhuo looked at the parts all over the ground and said, "First, drive a stake on the ground to secure the flying ball so that it won't fly out and never come back."
"Yes!" Wang Erhu responded.
Wang Zhanjin looked at Wang Erhu who was exerting all his strength, leaned against Yan Zhuo, and said: "Let's not talk about whether we can come back. Whether we can fly is another question."
"Just watch." Yan Zhuo ignored Wang Zhanjin and assembled the flying ball bit by bit. He first fixed the ball bag on the hanging basket, then got into the hanging basket and found the center of the ball bag.
, use the rope to fix the burner directly below the center of the balloon.
After doing all this, Yan Zhuo put charcoal and kerosene in the burner, just waiting to ignite it to verify whether the flying ball can be successfully imitated.
"Wang Zhanjin, do you want to come in and try my flying ball?" Yan Zhuo asked.
Wang Zhanjin hugged "Zhengzong" and said with disdain on his face: "General, you should stay with Erhu. If anything happens, you have to have a helper."
When Yan Zhuo saw that Wang Zhanjin was unwilling to come up, he didn't force him. He just pulled the two tigers and prepared to "fly into the sky" with great interest.
Erhu held the flint, his eyes flashed with light, and he said excitedly: "General, can I get some of this fire?"
Yan Zhuo smiled, nodded, and made a "please" gesture: "Come on, give it a try."
There was just a bang as two pieces of flint collided, sparks flying out and falling on the kerosene. The orange-yellow flame spread on the kerosene and covered the charcoal in a blink of an eye.
The firelight danced in the eyes of Yan Zhuo and Er Hu, and their hearts were full of hope. Especially Er Hu, his heart was pounding in his chest, longing to fly to the sky and be side by side with the birds.
But before the flying ball could fly into the sky, Yan Zhuo and Er Hu felt that their throats were being strangled by a big hand, making them unable to breathe.
"Erhu, hurry up, forget, this balloon is not ventilated, we will be suffocated to death if we don't leave." Yan Zhuo grabbed Erhu, pulled him and ran out.
Wang Zhanjin saw something was wrong, and his expression changed. He quickly opened the ball bag lying on the ground and pulled the two people out. He looked at the two people gasping for air, and the worry on his face was diluted by the joy in the blink of an eye. He pointed
The two people looked embarrassed and laughed: "General, how are you? Can you fly?"
Yan Zhuo snorted coldly and shouted: "Wang Zhanjin, don't make sarcastic comments. Go and find me two bamboo poles!"
"No, I'll go!" Erhu volunteered and trotted all the way into the bamboo forest. Ever since General "Zhao Gongdao" rescued him from the Japanese pirates in the battle of Shao'an, he secretly swore that he was willing to ride for General Zhao in this life.
Lead the horse and hold the whip.
Wang Zhanjin looked at Erhu's back, then came to Yanzhuo with a sigh of relief, and said: "This boy is loyal to you now. Do you want me to pass on the nine postures of Zhanjin to him?"
Yan Zhuo said coldly: "Why do you want to recruit a disciple? Are you poaching people from me?"
"A dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart." Wang Zhanjin snorted coldly, "I asked why this flying ball can't fly. It turns out that it was caused by someone's thoughts. This man shouldn't be too thoughtful, or else
Even the flying ball cannot fly into the sky."
Yan Zhuo listened to Wang Zhanjin's sarcastic remarks and thought to himself that his nine postures of spreading his sleeves were not sword skills. How could they become verbal skills?
While the two were bickering, Wang Erhu also carried the bamboo pole back and quickly lifted up the balloon of the flying ball.
"General, this is good!" Erhu said excitedly, holding the flint in his hand.
Yan Zhuo extended an invitation to Wang Zhanjin with his eyes, but Wang Zhanjin still shook his head and refused, and said bluntly: "Well, now that the ball bag is up, I can see your embarrassed appearance more clearly.
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"Crow's Mouth!"
This was Yan Zhuo's final conclusion to Wang Zhanjin.
But I don't know whether it was bad luck or Wang Zhanjin's mouth was opened by a broom star.
——The flying ball still doesn’t fly.
Although the balloon was filled with hot air, the lift was still unable to lift Yan Zhuo and Wang Feihu into the sky.
Yan Zhuo and Wang Erhu looked at each other and smiled awkwardly. They could only walk out of the hanging basket in embarrassment and looked at Wang Zhanjin who looked proud.
But before Wang Zhanjin could open his mouth to tease, a soldier hurried over.
"Report, general, there is a man calling himself Lu Banmen coming to see you at the gate."
