Traveler Major League

Chapter 91 The Long Night
"Si... Ling..." Wang Shanbao was trembling, but he still kept calm as much as possible. The sudden change from day to night was really beyond his comprehension. The only thing that could be connected with this weird thing Yes, it was Liu Ze's weird behavior.

This must be related to the commander. Wang Shanbao took a few deep breaths and said, "What is this place? It's so dark?"

Liu Ze didn't know where it was, but he felt a few hands holding him tightly, which made him jump. With the light of lightning, he realized that Wang Shanbao, Cheng Mo, Li Kefu and others were relatively close to him. Several people reacted subconsciously.

Then suddenly, in the silence, there was a roar and a cry like that of a dying animal.

"Ahhh!"

In this place where you can't see your fingers or even the moonlight, everyone can only gain a sense of security by the light of the only lightning in the storm, but this sudden shout hurts people's eardrums. Like meeting a pack of wolves with red eyes in the middle of the night, everyone went crazy.

The cry seemed to be contagious, waking up all the people who were surprised by the sudden change in the environment and temporarily quieted down. Immediately, several people also roared in horror, and someone in the army formation that was still lined up suddenly drew their swords at each other, like crazy He also slashed at the surroundings, screaming inhumanely while slashing, just like in the [-]th floor of hell, making everyone's scalp numb.

Amidst the splash of blood and water splashed by the knife, the wailing and screaming became even more deafening.

Only the people around Liu Ze could keep quiet. Boss Zhang huddled under the grain cart under the light of the lightning and shouted, "Ying Xiao! Ying Xiao bombed the camp!"

Liu Ze's pupils suddenly opened, and he shouted, "Blow the assembly number! Hurry up!"

The two suona old men who had been following him finally recovered from the roar, and subconsciously picked up the suona and blew the horn. The harsh suona sound suddenly covered the roar of the crowd, like a crowd A lighted firecracker exploded, drowning out all the sounds.

"Light the torches! Light the fire!" Liu Ze yelled at the firecracker team. After shouting several times, someone finally used the tinder pot that hadn't been soaked by the rainstorm and lit a handful of gunpowder. Then someone threw the oilcloth on it, poured another handful of gunpowder on it, and finally the oilcloth caught fire.

Someone nearby also threw several backpacks and straws into the fire. The next big fire finally stabilized, and more inflammables were thrown in. Even the two grain carts in the middle of the position were ignited. With everyone's hard work, the darkness was finally completely dispelled. At this time, the crazy crowd also looked at the fire and slowly calmed down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Ze ignored the wind and rain and jumped onto a grain truck so that everyone could see his figure through the fire, and shouted with the loudest voice: "Brothers, don't be afraid! I brought everyone here, let's calm down first, don't kill each other!"

Everyone looked at Liu Ze in a daze for a while, and frowned. They didn't know what the words meant, but soon someone came to their senses and shouted: "The master is a god!"

Everyone was taken aback by this shout, and several soldiers suddenly knelt down and kowtowed while shouting: "Immortal! The master is indeed an immortal! I knew it! I knew it!"

One by one, almost everyone knelt down and bowed to Liu Ze, and finally no one killed each other.

Old Kong murmured tremblingly: "You don't talk, it's strange, you don't speak, it's strange!" He couldn't help but knelt down and kowtowed twice, then stood up again. He refused to kneel again, but the trembling of his hands revealed his nervousness.

"Light the torches! Rescue the wounded!" Liu Ze looked at the kneeling crowd and continued to order. Although the stone slab is a technological creation, and he is a materialist, he doesn't want everyone to think he is a fairy, but The current situation is urgent, and Liu Ze doesn't bother to explain it. Anyway, he can't explain it clearly. Moreover, it seems that there is no harm in being recognized as a god. It is too early to say that it will encounter such religious obstacles in the future.

In the heavy rain, the small torches couldn't be ignited at all. They could only survive in the rain by relying on oilcloth and other flammable materials and pouring kerosene. Burning, with several more piles of flames rising.

Liu Ze finally breathed a sigh of relief, the strange cry just now startled him, and for a moment he really thought there was a ghost or something.

The slate shows a suitable plane for survival, but it does not mean that there is no danger.

"Everyone put on tarpaulins, stand by and don't move around!"

The oilcloth mentioned here is to coat a layer of tung oil on soft silk and other cloth, so that it is made into a simple rainproof and waterproof oilcloth.

This kind of craftsmanship first appeared in written records in the Eastern Han Dynasty. In the Northern Song Dynasty, there were even specialized oil coating workshops. In the Ming Dynasty, it was very common and popular among the common people.

This kind of oilcloth can be used to make only umbrellas, or it can be used to make raincoats, which are not much different from modern raincoats. There is even a separate rain crown, which is a rainproof hat made of the same oilcloth.

It's just that for the poor, bamboo hats and coir raincoats will be cheaper.

There are many kinds of materials for making coir raincoats, and they are usually obtained locally. As long as the skin is smooth and waterproof, plants can be used to make coir raincoats. The most commonly used ones are sedge, coir grass, palm silk palm skin, palm leaves, and oil. Sunflower leaves and so on.

Coir raincoats are generally two-piece suits, with a short cloak on top and a skirt on the bottom. In order to facilitate labor, the hands are not specially covered.

Coupled with a bamboo hat made of the same material, it is complete.

The oilcloth used by Liu Ze here has a triangular design, the bottom is 2.4 meters long, and the other two sides are 2 meters long. One piece of oilcloth per person can be used to protect against wind and rain.

The usage is to spread the tarpaulin upright, fix the top to a tree or a pillar with a rope or hook, the height is generally about the chest, and fix the bottom two sections to the ground with nails.The same method applies to walls, slopes and trenches, etc., if necessary, the bottom edge can be reversed for the top.

It can also be draped over the body as a simple raincoat.

"Medical soldiers go to treat the wounded!"

"Wait for dawn!"

After Liu Ze gave the order, he had time to look at the surrounding environment. They are still on the top of the hills before, and the trenches, parapets, materials, personnel, etc. are all the same.

The only difference is that their hills seem to be cut off, and 300 meters away are sandstones and reefs everywhere. From a distance, you can vaguely see the mountains behind and the strange rocks in front.

In the bright light brought by the lightning just now, some things can be vaguely seen. Generally speaking, they are at the seaside now, with a dark mountain forest on one side, and a cliff 400 meters away on the other side, full of reefs, and stones with no grass growing There are potholes and hollows, and there is darkness below. You can only hear loud noises. Occasionally, with the light of lightning, you can see the tide below with white waves.

(End of this chapter)