freenovelworld Chapter 210 Weapon Upgrade
Chapter 210 Weapon Upgrade
"Little Li, hurry up and find some quartz and soda ash," Lin Ping said excitedly, eager to produce a batch of glass immediately.
Li Mingxuan scratched his head, somewhat confused. He had heard of quartz, which was an essential ingredient in glaze production, but the term "soda ash" was unfamiliar to him. He asked with a fawning smile, "Is the soda ash that Your Highness is referring to wood ash?"
Although Li Mingxuan had never heard of soda ash, he had heard of alkali, which was also an essential ingredient in the production of cloth and bamboo paper.
The alkali used by Wu Guo is of two kinds. One of them is the lime that Lin Ping used to make cement not long ago, and the other is the filtered liquid of plant ash and shell ash.
"No soda ash?" Lin Ping then realized that Wu Kingdom had not yet started large-scale mining of soda ash.
Although historical records mention the salvage of soda ash from Qinghai Lake in winter, the amount was small and insufficient to meet Lin Ping's needs. Therefore, the glass manufacturing project had to be temporarily put on hold.
"Sigh... my 8x scope, my mountains of gold and silver." Lin Ping shook his head helplessly, and could only place his hopes on the oil fields underground in Yancheng.
Without an 8x scope, one would most likely lose an archery contest, but Lin Ping was not flustered at all, and even wanted to scratch his toes. With Jiang Yunying there, how could he possibly lose the final round?
Does Lian Ping really think he's qualified to compete with Jiang Yunying?
Therefore, Lin Ping can rest assured.
"Wife, stab me with your spear!" Lin Ping suddenly said.
Hearing this, Jiang Yunying felt a pang of sorrow. She realized that she had pushed Lin Ping too hard, leading him to commit suicide.
"Husband, don't blame yourself. Even if we lose this competition, Yunying will not seek death. We can still consummate our marriage," Jiang Yunying hurriedly comforted him, naturally not wanting Lin Ping to say such foolish things.
"Wife, quickly stab me with your spear!" Lin Ping said seriously, without any hint of joking.
Jiang Yunying looked at the other party suspiciously. Based on her understanding of Lin Ping, she knew that this guy valued his life and would not be so eager to die over a little setback. He probably had some other wicked idea.
To verify the miracle, Jiang Yunying quickly grabbed a sharp spear and immediately noticed Lin Ping's piercing eyes. She couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that my husband is hiding something?"
Jiang Yunying quickly connected Lin Ping's actions with the struggle for the city lord position, and finally came to this conclusion.
It seems Lin Ping wanted to tell him that he was quite capable and could participate in the final competition and defeat his opponent.
If Jiang Yunying wins another match, she will have secured the match point in this round of the gladiator fight.
Jiang Yunying gripped the gun handle tightly with both hands, pushed off the ground with her jade feet, and thrust it towards Lin Ping's chest with lightning speed.
Faced with the sharp spearhead, Lin Ping's pupils contracted sharply, his heart skipped a beat, and his whole body trembled.
When the spearhead was still an inch away from Lin Ping's chest, Lin Ping still didn't make a move. Jiang Yunying shouted that something was wrong and hurriedly changed direction. Although the spearhead avoided a vital spot, Jiang Yunying's body tilted as a result and collided directly with Lin Ping.
This collision sparked a flame of love, a real treat, and Lin Ping couldn't help but... stick out his tongue.
"Husband!" Jiang Yunying said with a gloomy face, "Why didn't you dodge?"
Jiang Yunying finally understood that this guy didn't know any martial arts at all; he was clearly trying to take advantage of her.
"I wanted to dodge too, but my strength wouldn't allow it!" Lin Ping replied with a mournful face. "Wife, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. I only said you were to stab me, not that you were to bring any moves. Couldn't you just pretend?"
"Oh..." Jiang Yunying responded, also realizing that she had misunderstood Lin Ping.
This time, Jiang Yunying held the gun with one hand, and her speed was twice as slow as a normal person.
With such a perfect opportunity to show off, how could Lin Ping not make the most of it? He moved his feet haphazardly in place, his heavy body spinning around in a circle, giving the impression of a salted fish turning over, and he almost tripped over himself, giving away his first blood.
"A mere trick!" Lin Ping grabbed the spearhead and shouted coldly. Jiang Yunying cooperated perfectly, letting the spear slip from her hand, and even leaned back a few steps, pretending to be seriously injured.
"My wife, did you see it clearly?" Lin Ping asked proudly.
"Mmm-hmm!" Jiang Yunying nodded like a chick pecking at rice, her face full of admiration.
"What did you see, my lady?" Lin Ping wanted Jiang Yunying to reveal the answer herself.
Jiang Yunying was the undefeated war goddess of the entire army camp. After learning that she had been defeated by Lin Ping, hundreds of private soldiers came to watch, also wanting to know what... despicable means Lin Ping had used.
“I saw a pig standing up and spinning around in place,” Jiang Yunying answered truthfully, truly not understanding what Lin Ping was trying to say.
Lin Ping's face clearly showed his embarrassment, and he hurriedly revealed the answer: "This spear looks sharp, but in reality, only the very tip of the spearhead can kill. If the enemy is fast enough and strong enough, they can easily disarm the spear like I did."
Lin Ping was right. The spearhead is flat and relies mainly on the front to kill. Even though the sides are also sharpened, it is not very sharp. If the direction is adjusted incorrectly, it may only have a slapping effect on the enemy.
"My husband is dissatisfied with the spear?" Jiang Yunying asked in confusion.
Since ancient times, the spear has been the king of cold weapons, but Lin Ping actually felt that the spear was not sharp enough and lacked flexibility.
“That’s right, the spearhead shouldn’t be flat; it should be triangular or quadrangular,” Lin Ping said seriously, even drawing a pattern of the new spearhead on the ground.
As Lin Ping said, a flat spearhead can only be considered a plane, while a triangular or quadrangular spearhead forms a three-dimensional shape, so that no matter what angle the spearhead attacks from, it will have a sharp side.
This is also a product modeled after modern bayonets. Even though the materials are slightly different, it can ultimately improve the power of the spear.
Jiang Yunying immediately summoned the blacksmith from the armory and ordered him to forge a new type of spear as soon as possible, according to the design drawn by Lin Ping.
If it really is as the other party says, then it will definitely be a fundamental leap forward, and it will be difficult for the private army's strength not to improve.
"You, come here for a moment." Lin Ping casually assigned one of his private soldiers.
This person is rather thin, so he probably isn't a very skilled fighter.
"What are your orders, Your Excellency?" the man asked respectfully, naturally expressing his admiration for Lin Ping's abilities.
"Take a machete and cut this tree stump in half," Lin Ping said, having found a tree stump about the thickness of a thigh.
The private soldier was immediately in a dilemma. He gripped his curved sword tightly with both hands and used all his strength to perform a jumping slash.
The result was obvious: the scimitar failed to even cut half of the tree stump.
"This tree stump is too thick. Even a captain might not be able to cut it down in one go." Someone nearby spoke up for the private soldier, thinking that Lin Ping was deliberately making things difficult for him.
"Hehe, Boss Pang's thigh is injured, as the Prince Consort knows." Pang Xingji declined in advance, afraid that Lin Ping would ask him to demonstrate, even he wasn't entirely confident.
"Does the thigh injury have anything to do with chopping down the tree stump?" Lin Ping glanced at Pang Xingji with disdain, then drew a strangely shaped scimitar on the ground.