Mr. Bai was really shocked.

Just like the first time Thirty-two came to the village, he didn't believe in "Daoxuan Tianzun" at first, and thought he was the same thing as "Wu Sheng Old Mother", but now he started to believe it.

After all, no one in ancient times was a true atheist.

As long as a little miracle appears, an ancient man's faith can be shaken.

At this time, the fifth graders, Zheng Daniu and others gathered around the trebuchet and started talking about the trebuchet with its arms already raised.

The fifth grader in high school said naively: "If you throw this thing once, the big spoon will stand up. It seems that it can't be used, right?"

As an official craftsman, Li Da has seen the most machines, and he can see the key to the problem at a glance: "You have to press down the big spoon and let it get stuck in the machine bracket before it can be used a second time."

"How do you get it off?"

"Isn't this nonsense? In the fifth grade of high school, you are good at climbing trees. You climb up first and tie the magic rope to the neck of the spoon. Then a few of us will pull it down together and the machine will be stuck.

.”

"good idea!"

Gao Chuwu climbed up along the throwing arm like a monkey.

When the projecting arm was raised, it was nearly two feet high. To him, it was just a big tree. He climbed to the spoon in three strokes, five divided by two, and tied the sacred rope left over from the construction of the city gate to it.

Then it slid down.

Several villagers pulled the rope, like a tug of war, and they exerted their strength together, hey, hey, one, two, three, shouting slogans, and pulled the rope together, and they really pulled down the throwing arm. Li Da and Gao

One by one, the two blacksmiths worked together and hit it hard with their hammers. With a bang, the throwing arm got stuck on the machine frame again.

"Success!"

The villagers cheered: "We have learned how to use fairy weapons."

Mr. Bai woke up from the shock. Now he no longer cursed any cult or cult, either in his mouth or in his heart. He waved his hands to the villagers and said: "Come in more people, let's work together to push this trebuchet."

Go to the open space behind the city gate, aim outside the city, and when the bandits come, we will throw stones to kill them."

The villagers cheered: "Okay!"

A large group of people came over to push. Li Daoxuan was still worried that they could not push, but he saw that the villagers had found branches as thick as an arm and placed them in rows on the ground to become rollers. They first pushed the trebuchet onto the branches.

, you can push it away easily.

Well, although these villagers have not read books and have no knowledge, they are very experienced when "doing hard work". They do not need Li Daoxuan's intervention, and they are even more professional than Li Daoxuan.

Seeing the villagers pushing the trebuchet, Mr. Bai was thinking: Although the Xianjia trebuchet is easy to use, if there is only one...it doesn't feel very enough.

The idea just came up...

Gao Yiye said loudly: "Tianzun said that since everyone has learned how to use it, give us a few more units and give way to those people behind the city wall."

Mr. Bai was suddenly startled and quickly turned his head to look.

The villagers behind the city wall spread out in all directions.

Another trebuchet descended from the sky, and this time it directly helped them set up a position. When it landed, it stirred up a cloud of dust, and then another one, and another one, and another one...

In the blink of an eye, there were a row of twenty trebuchets in different colors behind the city wall.

There are green ones, blue ones, gray ones, and red ones...

It's colorful, just like the colors of the unorthodox city walls, gaudy and gaudy.

Mr. Bai: "!!!"

Such wonderful sights really opened his eyes.

After he saw the colorful colors of these trebuchets, he immediately understood that the inexplicable large city wall in Gaojia Village seemed to be given by the gods, so it had the same colorful colors and weird materials.

At this time, the villagers began to kneel again as a habit. The villagers in Gaojia Village knelt down and worshiped the sky: "Thank you, God!"

Mr. Bai turned around and saw that his tenants were also kneeling and shouting to the sky along with the people in Gaojiacun: "Thank you, God!"

Even the dozen or so servants' knees were shaking and they were about to kneel down.

Mr. Bai was confused, and Thirty-Two pulled his sleeve: "Mr. Bai, there are 20 more trebuchets now, and they need someone to control them. You have to rearrange them."

"Ah?" Mr. Bai woke up at this moment, stuffed the exclamation marks floating above his head back into his mind, cheered up, and loudly commanded: "Those two blacksmiths, when the battle begins later, you should not go up the city wall.

, stay behind the city wall and guard these trebuchets. If I tell you to smash them, you will use hammers to knock off the trebuchets."

Li Da and Gao Yiyi quickly responded.

Mr. Bai frowned and thought for a while, then pointed at a group of old men and women in the village: "You guys, join the blacksmith group and be responsible for refilling the big ladle of the trebuchet."

The old man and the woman were a little confused. They were old, weak, women and children. How could they have the strength to do this work?

Mr. Bai pointed to the magic rope tied to the trebuchet: "Although you don't have much strength, you should be able to pull it off by pulling the rope together, and then put a smaller stone into the spoon."

That’s it.”

The group of old men and women hurriedly tried it. Not to mention, as long as there were enough people pulling the rope, it would really work.

Li Da and Gao Yiyi took a look at their new positions, then looked up at Gao Chuwu and Zheng Daniu who were standing on the front line of the battle on the city wall. They simply took off their two pawn armors.

He greeted loudly: "On the fifth day of the lunar month, Daniel, come here. These two sets of armor are for you to wear."

The two young men were not polite and happily put on their double armor.

They were already young, strong, and tall, but now they were wearing armor, and they looked really mighty.

Mr. Bai was watching from the side, muttering in his heart that hiding iron armor secretly is a serious crime of beheading, but... then he thought about the bandits who attacked Baijiapu. What kind of crime is that? No one cares at all! Lord Governor

As he said personally, "I will take it from the next spring and make my own decisions."

Even if the governor knew about these two pieces of iron armor in Gaojiacun, he would probably just say: "The villagers forged armor to fight thieves. When the thieves and bandits decide on their own in the coming spring, the matter of forging armor will be decided."

Time ticks by...

In the evening, the sun sets in the west, the sun is dancing in the sky, its steps are messy, and it may fall below the horizon at any time.

Li Daoxuan's takeout was delivered, fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, and it also came with a 300ml small Coke. He took one bite of rice and one bite of Coke, and he was so high.

The little people in Gaojia Village suddenly started to make a noise, and the noisy sounds floated out from the box.
Chapter completed!