When a group of men had to actively cut down a large amount of wood to replenish the lost heating firewood in the white world after the snow stopped, the clay stoves covered by thick snow began to be replaced by the frozen river. People cleaned and took care of it, and soon the stove started burning again. .
Relighting the furnace reduced an ax into an iron ingot at a high temperature of 1050°C. The "water plate" of the impeller of the hydraulic forging equipment was removed, and the diversion channel was also filled and closed. The river froze, and the blacksmiths of the Iron Squirrel tribe could only rely on their hands to pound the iron ingots into iron bars.
They all thought Rurik was going to make a sword, but this sword was too long!
Rurik still didn’t want to explain, he just urged his men to knock the iron bar as long and flat as possible. Among the furnaces that were finally lit, the largest furnace was among them, and it had to be the only large furnace in order to be able to hammer the iron bar into a red-hot iron bar equivalent to 150cm and continue to forge it.
Those Russian woodmen began to perform miracles. In order to get Rurik's reward, to get oats, and even to obtain a higher social status for the Rurik tribe in the future under Rurik's rule. And struggle.
The total weight of the felled trees was extreme, and the annual rings on the trunks were densely arranged, with more than a hundred rings being counted. Some big trees have no way to be transported out of the forest, but some smaller ones can be dragged by organized reindeer to the frozen docks on the river, and long boats that are pulled to the shore covered in snow. Be company.
“Wouldn’t it be great to use these big trees to cut out canoes?” Mechasta thought, and his layout was indeed small.
Rurik had already ordered his men to bring the felled trees to the dock for storage. These pine and fir trees were indeed to be used as ship materials and were indeed to be transported to the shipbuilding workshop in Fort Ross. Deep processing by shipbuilders.
Rurik was busy with his own affairs, even the night could not force the fire of his enthusiasm to extinguish.
So the bonfire was lit in the snow, and the flames in the big and small stoves were still amazing.
This time, as many as ten saw blades were roughly processed again. They had been formed during the day. Now, they are Rurik's strong mercenaries, holding assault-made chromium iron quenching chisels. , chisel teeth into the iron bars.
The chiseling work does not involve the depth and spacing of the teeth. Rurik only needs it to be as sharp as possible.
There are carpenters who are also doing auxiliary work. They process the wooden handle of the saw with a mortise and tenon structure according to Rurik's requirements.
A large furnace is not a blast furnace. It can indeed be subjected to extremely high temperatures. As long as a little more temperature is added, the bottom line for smelting pig iron will be reached. It smelts almost all ferrochromium, and the Russian blast furnaces that want to smelt it do not have this ability.
It is at least very tall. No, all the rough saw blades with teeth cut out have holes cut out at both ends. This hole is used to tie the hemp rope. Now, there is an iron hook hookIn the hole, fish it into the furnace.
The stove was not inflated by the bladder blower, and the charcoal blocks burning inside were completely smoldering, and the temperature was maintained at about 700°C. The saw blade that was beaten very thin began to carburize quickly. Because of its thinness, Rurik believed that the carburizing operation did not have to last too long
Those saw blades were beaten by only three millimeters, and they were already very thin. Therefore, during the low-temperature carburizing operation, Rurik spent half a night to basically obtain elastic low-carbon steel.
It's really flexible. I guess I'll make the steel arm of the crossbow a little thinner in the future. Although I sacrifice a lot of pounds, I still get good energy storage because of the larger saw? In this way, soldiers can string the weapon with bare hands for a long time without any effort, even if they can only fire light arrows.
Rurik almost didn't sleep all night. He ordered the workers to follow him and work hard at night in order to complete the ten logging hacksaws.
It is made of a wooden frame that is basically consistent with the length of the saw blade. It looks like a very long "work" character. It is specially made of discarded oak shipboards from Ross fishermen, which gives the frame good hardness. and elasticity.
What Rurik needs is to be tough.
Those hacksaw blades that have been carburized are first suddenly cooled down by a sudden fire, and then baked on a flame for tempering treatment. The Kovin blacksmiths didn't know the reason for Rurik's order. Since it was his order, they had no choice but to carry it out.
The hacksaw blade Rurik received was partially blued, making it more elastic and tougher. Even the blacksmith put in a lot of effort.
He should have gone back to the mansion to sleep. Before the saw was completed, even his eyelids would lose control. From time to time, he would wipe his face with the snow that was available everywhere to see the final result. Finished product.
Tie the saw blade to the frame with hemp rope, and put hemp rope on the other end of the frame.
There was a wooden stick stuck in the middle of the hemp rope, and the tired Jevro took on the task of pulling the hemp rope.
"What's the use of this?" he asked.
"Nonsense, it will only be straightened if it has a saw blade."
"Maybe we don't have to go through such trouble."
Rurik gritted his teeth. Impatiently ordered: "Just do it, there are so many words."
Jevro shrugged. At this moment, a faint aurora appeared in the sky, and the snow-covered world was covered with aurora and stars. It shines brightly.
Everyone looked up to admire the magnificent landscape, especially the Covin people of the Iron Squirrel tribe. They did not regard the aurora as a "parade of the Valkyrie", but as the incarnation of the winter god.
Coincidentally, the location of Ailon Olawa Castle is Kemi, Finland in another time and space, which is a treasure place for appreciating the aurora.
The appearance of the aurora makes up for the lack of visibility, and in the coming days, a half-month-long polar night will begin.
With the help of the aurora, Yevro quickly rotated the wooden stick, moving further and further backHe felt more and more strenuous.
"Is this okay?" He smiled bitterly and flicked the stick that could rebound quickly.
"I think it's OK. Look, the saw blade has been stretched straight."
"That's true." Yevro touched the saw blade that pricked his hand, and he gently pulled his fingers. Not only did he think that if he rubbed hard, his calloused hands would bleed. He couldn't help but be happy: "Hey! This thing will definitely wear down the big tree quickly."
Yevluo relied entirely on his own associations, and a scene of a big tree collapsing appeared in his mind.
He saw that there were still small pieces of wood on the ground, and started working with the first torque-stretched saw blade.
A large group of people gathered around. They all wanted to see if Rurik's so-called saw could really cut off a branch that was only two fingers thick.
Actually, this was boring. Rurik had a sullen face. After thinking for a moment, he understood the reason for everyone's curiosity - it was very simple. In their concept, this was a brand new method of processing wood. Tools and methods.
Amidst everyone’s exclamations, Jevro made some movements, and the branch broke off, and the section was quite smooth. People with sharp eyesight can also see some sawdust scattered on the snow.
"This thing is really useful. In my opinion, a big tree can still break it, haha, maybe it is faster than an axe."
"Of course it is faster than an axe. Quick." Rurik's slightly haggard smile said: "Can't you think of something more?"
"Huh?" Yevro raised his hand. The saw inside, "Sir, do you expect it to cut off the enemy's neck? Oh, if it is to execute the enemy, I am willing to use it instead of an axe."
"No. It's the one that makes you bored. "Wooden stick tied with hemp rope."
"What happened to it?" As he spoke, Jevro fiddled with the wooden stick that was already tightly tightened by the twist of the hemp rope. stick on pole.
"It can be used as a weapon."
Yevluo was stunned, and he was silent for a while: "I'm sorry, I...I can't understand."
< p>A very violent yawn made Rurik not want to say anything more. I saw that everyone else had completed their work, and all ten saw blades achieved ultimate success. Theoretically, they all need to pass quality inspection before being put into use. Rurik did not have time to be so dogmatic. He directly summoned a group of people under the snowy night: "The tired ones among you can go to sleep. I need a tireless one." , you can use the saw I invented to cut down the big tree. When I wake up, I will see a disappearing forest."Rurik was happy to return to his residence. It's this exhausted body that really needs a rest.
He heard the snoring of his father in the other room, and the twisting and twisting of Saipolava in her sleep.
Before falling asleep, Rurik's sensitive body felt the slight vibration of the earth.
He smiled slightly: "As expected, youI can't wait to cut the wood with the saw. It seems that I have to reward you again. ”
Those Coven people are indeed using saws to cut down trees on a large scale, and there is no need to teach how to use it. Jevro has not gone to bed yet. In order to perform desperately by his master’s side, he should work hard this night. .
It is said that as long as you do good things, the reasonable Lord Rurik will reward you with many things.
The Kovin people were eager to get more oat rewards, so they followed Jevro to risk their lives. . What is the result? Everything depends on Rurik's plan.
There are as many as thirty Kovin people with axes, hemp ropes, and even the latest saw blades, holding the rope. The torches made of rosin cloth entered the nearby forest covered with small trees.
The eyes of the Arctic Owl stared at the torches of the Kovin people completely instinctively, and the Kovin people also used this "phototaxis". "To catch owls.
They had no intention of hunting at night this night. They just wanted to make a forest disappear to give Rurik a surprise, and to efficiently reserve a batch of firewood for the tribe.
The forest that will be eliminated is just east of Ironburg, and it is adjacent to the road to the mine. They naturally chose this place with the intention of expanding the road, and they don't care about the snow that reaches their knees, and it is naturally composed. Ten logging groups began to hunt down pine trees that were as thick as adult men's thighs.
They wanted to be rewarded. After they really started logging, they were also eager to prove to the Russians that the Kovin people were short. There are many, and there are many tough guys.
Who would have thought that a pine tree was cut through quickly. What shocked the loggers was that the two of them clearly did not use much strength.
The good news is that if they want to saw down a pine tree as thick as a thigh, the two of them can do it within a minute with a little effort.
Compared with the previous axe-cutting, How much has the efficiency increased? Jevro couldn't calculate it clearly, but not only did the fallen pine trees show a lot of things,
Those short Covin people had the ability to destroy the forest for the first time! The continuous falling of trees has completely inspired their bestiality.
They are no longer satisfied with killing bears, wolves and wild boars together. Now, they want to use the Varyag's new logging equipment to challenge them. The authority of the God of the Earth.
The very flexible special hacksaw blade is not easy to break, and it is twisted straight. They cut the wood until the sky in the east turned blue, and the hacksaw did not. A handful of them were damaged, and behind them, there was a forest that had disappeared.
They were so exhausted that some even wanted to take off their fur coats to keep out the cold when they were cutting trees. p>Isn’t this looking for death?
Fortunately, this kind of coolness on the surface is actually a failure of temperature sensing. After all, no one accidentally froze to death. The sun climbed out of the horizon in an extremely lazy manner. People who were already sitting on the snow and taking a nap glanced at the tree trunks on the ground from the corner of their eyes, smiled and snored.chatter.
Rurik finally woke up. He got up and subconsciously slapped his face, groping around to get something to eat.
Saiborava had already gotten up. Like most tribal women, she felt that cooking was a woman’s duty. She also went to prepare the morning meal like the tribal women did.
It is said to be breakfast, but it is no different from lunch. Not to mention that many Arctic animals hibernate. Not only is it cold here, but the daylight hours during winter are extremely short or non-existent. Why run around during the long period of darkness? If they had not had to serve the men who continued to work despite the snow, the women of the Iron Squirrel tribe would not have been so active in the winter just to cook.
After waking up, Rurik quickly ate hot oatmeal boiled in salt water, accompanied by salmon meat, which was a hearty meal.
He was thinking about cutting wood, and also thinking about the wooden stick that was stretched by the twist.
He thought about it and suddenly smiled.
"Rurik, what's wrong with you?" Saipolava asked curiously with her big, watery eyes.
"Me? I thought of some interesting things."
"Is it about logging? I heard a lot of strange muffled noises last night. I guess it is related to logging. ."
"They are just cutting wood. Where is your father?" Rurik looked around and saw no sign of Mechasta.
"He should organize people to do things. Rurik, the day is too short, I don't think I have anything to do." She lowered her little head, kept twisting her body, and sometimes Smile.
She just planned to take advantage of this rare opportunity to get closer to Rurik. A strong man can use many concubines. For the future of herself and the tribe, Saipolava is willing to obey her father's request and fight for it now. She tried to seize the time to stick to Rurik. In Rurik's view, this was just a little girl's coquettishness.
Is it cute? Of course it's cute. It's just out of place.
"Nothing to do? Then hurry up and eat, then come with me to see the results of Gevlo. I hope your father is here."
"Oh... Saipolava's happiness suddenly disappeared, and then she curled her lips and ate all the wheat grains in two or three times.
Last night’s glimpse made Rurik put the manufacturing of weapons such as torque slingshots on the agenda in his mind.
There are too many technical problems in making gunpowder and casting bronze cannons. They cannot be made by local blacksmiths who are still in the era of tribal alliances with a theory. They cast at most one model, which was really practical and Rurik couldn't praise it.
With the first large ship that imitates the Caravel ship, subsequent ships will line up to be launched. These special cargo ships that are also used for combat must have appropriate offensive and defensive weapons. Of course it would be best to use ship artillery, but the key is that it cannot be built. However, if the ship uses a torsion slingshot, there will be no technical obstacles.
“It’s better not toBefore I can get the Torque Slingshot in a hurry, I need to see what they do at night. "
Rurik led a few mercenaries and walked out of the wall accompanied by Saipolava. Along the way, he heard some residents talking about "the woods on the side of the road. collapsed suddenly. "
What is going on? Could it be that Yevro and the others really destroyed a forest after listening to his casual words?
Ruriuri pulled Saibo Lava, the two hurriedly ran out of the wooden wall, and they found hundreds of people standing not far away, obviously watching the strange scene.
Soon, Rurik saw a shocking scene.
On the side of the road for transporting ore, a forest nearly half the size of a football field has disappeared.
No, those pine trees are still there, but they have turned into dark green debris. , and yellow and white tree stumps.
He saw some people taking a nap, some carrying saws, and gnawing smoked fish in their other hands.
He saw the owner. Here, Yevluo hurriedly dragged his extremely tired body and walked over in confusion: "Master... Master, look at this forest. We...we fulfilled your orders. "
"Ah! Just with my saw, done? ”
“Yes! "
"Where's the saw? Is it intact? ”
“No one is damaged, they are all in good condition. "
Rurik looked at the fallen trees and then at Jevlo's haggard face: "How many people are cutting wood with you? "
"There are... thirty. "
"Reward! Must be rewarded! You can take everyone from Kewen to rest, especially those from Kewen. After they wake up, each of them will have a bowl of wheat porridge. I don’t want that little ration anymore! I have to reward them for their hard work. ”
A small piece of forest disappeared, and Rurik no longer needed to go into battle to prove the reliability of the saw, because in the next short day, Mechasta took the remaining bit of Coven’s strength with him. The man went to take over the sleeping tribesmen and continue logging. The ten hacksaws started the vigorous and efficient logging movement, and this was just the beginning.
Because the stove was not completely extinguished. Those low-carbon steel axes and hammers are being refurbished, and the process of making saws is being replicated, and more saws are about to come out!