These two places can actually be said to be the same place. I have thought about it a long time ago. After the turtle boat is completed, it must be sailed out of the sea, otherwise my work will be meaningless. The one directly above the giant tree has light shining on it.
The hole you came in from is the only way out
Under the current conditions, even if the boat is ready, we don't have the strength to lift this behemoth to that height. The only thing I can use is water and sea water.
At the lower edge of the hole, a stream of water pours down. Although most of the time the water flow is very thin and intermittent, when the tide is high, the amount of water is still considerable. My plan is to wait until we are ready.
When ready, blast the water eye and fill the underground dome with seawater. When the water surface is level with the exit, it's time for us to set off.
Therefore, the first thing is to carve out a place large enough to accommodate the explosives next to the water hole.
I asked General Meng to leave a branch on the top of the big tree. This is the reason. The branch is very strong. We hang a rope there and lift the mason up from below. He only needs to follow the
I walked a few steps along the slanting tree branch and arrived near the water hole. I asked him to dig a hole for explosives there, but he couldn't make it connected to the water flow to avoid soaking the explosives.
Now, the mason is on the top, with a rope tied around his waist and the other end tied to a tree branch for safety protection. Even so, I see that he is still timid, and he is moving very carefully up there. In fact, I am also very nervous.
After all, he is just an ordinary stonemason and has never done anything at such a high place.
He held the hammer in his hand and struck the first blow at the place I designated. Immediately, gravel fell from that place for a long time and hit the pool below, making Lao Gao splash.
Then there is the work of making explosives. Now I have all the sulfur, charcoal and flame salt. These three things are mixed in a certain proportion and are called black gunpowder or brown gunpowder. Before the masons put up the tree, I
I have asked him to make a small stone mill. Now, I am supervising two groups of people to grind saltpeter and charcoal into powder continuously and overnight.
General Meng has completed his mission and directed his men to take the cut branches to a dry place. After drying, they will still be useful.
Then, he stood behind me with his arms around his shoulders and watched me make gunpowder. I told him that this mixture is extremely flammable. If you put it in a tightly wrapped place, it will explode after being ignited.
General Meng had no perceptual understanding of what an explosion was. In that era, there were not even firecrackers to be found, let alone gunpowder.
Under my command, people are doing every process in an orderly manner, and everyone involved has a sense of pride. Maybe no one will believe it, but if you live two thousand years later, someone tells you that he
If his job is to develop atomic bombs, he doesn't need to feel awesome about himself, and you will be awesome for him. Time is tight, and there is no time to talk nonsense. I asked General Meng to go to Mo Island immediately to find some gauze. He didn't ask anything.
, got up and went
Soon, he came back from the island and brought back two pieces of coarse cloth
I asked him, "Where's the gauze?"
He said, "Even the wife and young lady are wearing this cloth."
I suddenly realized, luckily I didn't let him get absorbent cotton
"Wu Jing Zong Yao" records three gunpowder formulas. In the Tang Dynasty, the gunpowder contained the same content of sulfur and nitrate, which was 1:1. In the Song Dynasty, it was 1:2, or even close to 1:3. It is impossible for me to not understand these.
We wrapped the mixed gunpowder into a bag the size of a lunch box, and tied it tightly with fine hemp rope. Many people can do this work, so the progress is rapid. While doing it, I still have time to tell them about gunpowder...
…Myths, I think things that have not yet appeared cannot be called allusions
I told General Meng that when gunpowder burns, it can produce a lot of gas and heat, such as nitrogen and carbon dioxide. I omitted the explosive properties of gunpowder when it suddenly expands to thousands of times. This is the explosive property of gunpowder.
"In 1126 AD, when Li Gang was defending Kaifeng, he used thunderbolt cannons to repel the siege of the Jin soldiers. This is the first record of us Chinese using gunpowder." I made another mistake. At least there are these words in this sentence that they don't understand.
: AD, Huaxia, Kaifeng, Jin
I don’t know how to explain it. I just said that it happened more than 1,300 years later. It was a myth about brothers fighting. Later they were collectively called China.
Talking and working at the same time, the speed was not slow. It only took three days, and the job was almost done. However, the stonemason seemed to be as slow as a snail hanging on the cliff, which made people anxious.
While waiting for the masons, we all couldn't stop. Several people went to help General Ji and dig out the turtle shells. This was also a delicate job. General Ji had his hands free and just supervised. From time to time, we heard him shouting.
:
"Hey, kid, don't just use brute force. Tian Zong said, don't break your muscles and bones!"
"Hey, hey, hey, take this meat out and don't throw it on the ground. I'll leave it for you to eat if it's covered in sand!"
"I asked you to take out the meat, not to rub it. Look at you, you are covered in blood." I looked over and saw a young man in his twenties leaning out of the turtle's mouth, covered in blood.
It was red, stained with turtle blood and minced meat, and smiled at General Ji with white teeth.
Now I have nothing to do, so I arranged for some people to cut the snake and turtle meat into thin slices, wash it with water, and set up a fire to smoke the dried meat. Except for the place where the giant tree grows, it was a little hot in the dome.
, other places are always cool, so, these days, the snake meat does not smell bad.
After arranging all the tasks, I faced the cave entrance in the distance and practiced the breathing skills that General Ji taught me. It seemed ordinary, but after practicing for a few days, I first felt that my ears and eyes were sharp, and it seemed that I was penetrated through that hole.
At the entrance of the cave with light, I heard the faint sound of waves outside the cave.
From the sound of the waves, I thought a lot, that Zhou Lang with the feather fan and the silk scarf, and Qi Jiguang who beat the Japanese pirates. At some time in later generations, they must have quietly listened to the sound of the waves that washed away everything.
But at this same moment, I and this group of people, King Tian, General Ji, General Meng, General Su, Xiaoyue, and Tian Hua, how many heroes were affected by the sound of the waves, fighting to the death for the world, one day
, fighting to face the south and back to the north, could it be the king's land? I thought that the world was already in my arms, but little did I know that the world is still in the hands of the people. The people are bathed in the sound of wind, water, forest, and waves every moment of every day.
Among the chirping of sparrows, such a natural sound, how can it be compared to the sound of silk and bamboo?
How many people can realize that if we don’t take joy in things and don’t feel sad about ourselves?
I wonder what Miss Tian is doing now? I touched the left side of my face and saw that the mason on the cliff had already dug a hole in the stone. Now he can sit in the hole and work.
I really hope he will hurry up. After the blasting point is dug and the gunpowder is transported up, I can cut down the big tree and use local materials to enrich my seagoing ship.
There was uncertainty in this dome cave, and I couldn’t tell the specific time. It was probably around Unit Time. The water flow on the cliff suddenly became violent. The sound of the water covered up the sound of the stones being heard clearly by the masons. All he could see was
From time to time, scattered stones were thrown out of the hole. It turned out that the tide was high.
I just heard someone shouting: "It's time to eat!"
A strong smell of snake meat wafted over, which was more attractive than the shouts. People working near and far immediately put down their work and gathered together. This was a group of down-to-earth soldiers with no wages and even decent shoes.
None, some just ran barefoot on the stone floor. When they got the sizzling and oily snake meat in their hands, they immediately smiled and the huge dome was full of vitality.
The mason stuck his head out of the hole he made. I didn't let him come down. I just used a rope to hang up a bag of snake meat and let him finish eating and continue working.
Three days later, the hole was dug. I went up to see for myself. No one needed to lift me up. I also followed General Meng's example, holding a dagger in both hands and climbing up. Only when I reached the
A little breathless at the top
Even if I had climbed the tree, I couldn't tell how tall it was. But standing in the hole and looking down, the turtle looked like a washbasin.
This hole can accommodate three people squatting inside, with a big belly and a small mouth, and the entrance of the hole can only accommodate one person getting in sideways, which meets my requirements, so we worked hard to put gunpowder inside.
In order to prevent the return of moisture, a layer of snakeskin was laid around the hole. Of course it is not the latest one. I still have a lot of use for that one. We chose an older one, cut it, laid it out, and then the people below
Wrap the gunpowder packets we tied up with cloth, and pull up a dozen packets at a time until the hole is full. The entrance of the hole is covered tightly with half a donkey skin. I made the fuse myself and pulled it from the high hole.
The top kept hanging down, and General Meng took him aside and pressed him down.
The project has achieved initial success, and the next step is to cut down the trees.