wild trail

Chapter 105 Need a Car
After settling these people down, Wang Lang called the three women, Lin Yechong, and asked about the production of weapons.

The three brought Wang Lang to the shed where the wood was dried, and said, "All the weapons that have been made are here."

Wang Lang looked at the bundles of wooden spears on the ground, and randomly took out a few to check. Although the sharpened spearheads were not as sharp as metal, they were still good for killing people. It was not as easy to use as the metal spear, so he shook his head slightly and put down the wooden spear.

Picking it up and putting it aside, I lost a look at the arrows. These bone-ground arrowheads are firmly fixed on the arrow shaft. The flat bones are polished very smooth, and the slender triangles look very lethal.

With these weapons, the adult men of the tribe can be armed. Coupled with the geographical advantages, even if the opponent sends several times more people than themselves, it is no problem to defend the city.

If the other party only sent a small number of men, Wang Lang would not mind fighting in formation with them in the field. With the advantages of equipment, soldiers who have undergone simple formation training will undoubtedly have a huge advantage over primitive people who have no rules.

Putting these weapons back to their original places, after complimenting the three women, he walked to the high platform alone, where he could calm down, sat cross-legged on the dirt slope, and looked at the vast land in front of him with deep eyes , He wants to think about how to go in the future.

Lin Huo and the others knew that when Wang Lang was thinking, he tried not to disturb him, and restrained his subordinates from making loud noises.

Excluding the women and children and the old men, there are about 40 people in the tribe who can fight. Wang Lang leaned on his forehead and thought about how to distribute these people reasonably.

The increase in population has made the tribe's resources tense. Wang Lang decided to set aside most of the corn harvested this season as seeds. The problem of food shortage can only be obtained through continuous hunting. This March, food will no longer be difficult.

The copper mine in the east needs to be mined by some people. With the giant deer as the transport capacity, Wang Lang estimates that a three-day round trip should be enough for mining once.

But just using deer to carry the goods back and forth, this kind of efficiency is too low, the best choice is to use vehicles to transport, but building a vehicle is a very troublesome thing, before coming to this world, I didn’t even have a horse-drawn carriage. I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I just saw that kind of wooden carriage in TV dramas. Wang Lang felt very headache if he wanted to create a carriage with this little information.

The importance of vehicles is unquestionable. If vehicles are not built, future tribes will only be able to build along rivers. Even if they conquer the West in the future, without vehicles to transport food and grass, the army may not need to be fought by the enemy, and they will starve Died on the road, for the future development of the tribe, Wang Lang felt that vehicles must be built.

It's just that Wang Lang's impression of ancient vehicles is the kind of flower-wheeled vehicles that often appear on TV. The spoked wheels look very complicated.

Holding a branch and drawing a wheel on the ground, he shook his head helplessly. With the current level of productivity, it would take a lot of time to manufacture this kind of complicated stitching wheel, but those tribes in the west can give themselves so much time?

Smooth out the pattern drawn on the ground. Wheels with spokes are not easy to make, so Wang Lang had to settle for the next best thing. He thought, since the wheels are round, find a thick tree and saw it into a disc. Dig a hole in the middle, plug in the axle and you should be able to make a simple vehicle.

Thinking of the shape of the wheel, Wang Lang stepped down from the high platform. He planned to build a simple model of the vehicle. It is relatively simple to make a model. He found a wooden stick as thick as a forearm, and sawed two similar discs with a saw. A copper nail made a hole in the middle of the small wheels, and a wooden stick the thickness of a finger was found to connect the two wheels together.
Wang Lang took this simple model and pushed it on the ground twice. He originally thought that the wheels of ancient vehicles turned and the axle did not turn.

He scratched his hair in distress. This question was unexpected for him. He rubbed his chin and thought about it for a while, then pushed the wheel lightly, and the two wheels rolled forward a certain distance with the axle shaking.

Looking at the simple model in front of him, Wang Lang frowned, found a wooden stick and used a dagger to carve a groove about the size of the arc of the axle.

Buckle this piece of wood on the groove, pull it lightly, and the wheel slowly rolls forward. Although some rolling is not smooth, Wang Lang guesses that the groove is not smooth, and he wants to understand it. The truth, unconsciously smiled, secretly thinking that he is really a genius.

After understanding the principle, the next thing is much simpler. Wang Lang did not continue to make this model. After the problem of rotation is solved, the part of the carriage is not difficult.

After a day's rest, Wang Lang asked Lin Huo to take people to deliver food to the grassland tribes on the next day. The tribe's food could only last for three days. After the fire left, a frenzied hunting began. Dozens of adult males, led by four of them, massacred nearby animals in an organized and premeditated manner.

Animals within a radius of more than ten miles were completely wiped out. Under such efficient massacres, no matter whether it was a ferocious beast or a herd of herbivores, they all became a tortoise on everyone's shoulders. corpse.

Once upon a time, humans on the grassland would turn around and run away when they saw ferocious beasts, but now, they were stabbed to death with wooden spears like a pool of mud, and the strong smell of blood completely aroused the animal nature in people's hearts, including Including Wang Lang, he frantically killed every animal he saw. In two days, he almost wiped out all the beasts of this generation, and this area became almost dead in a short time.

In the tribe, people skinned and deboned the captured prey, made a large number of clay pots, and salted the meat.

Looking at the piles of skins piled up like hills and the strong stench in the air, people realized how crazy they were these two days, but they would not feel pity for these animals killed by themselves. In their eyes, these are symbols of their courage, and these dead animals are their motivation to live. Sympathy and compassion are a very luxurious and stupid thing in this era of scarcity.

With so much meat and corn, within a month, Wang Lang felt that he didn't have to worry about food.

(End of this chapter)