Small farmers dominate the desert island

"Tuba, how many Qingyun cavalry do you think there are in the jungle?" Chen Yu asked his number one brain truster. Originally, with Tuba's IQ, it was inappropriate to be a brain truster.

But now there is no other way. Comparing Tuba's IQ with that of the indigenous people, his elementary school culture instantly makes him a postdoctoral fellow.

"I think the number should not be small, at least more than 1000 people, and there must be Qingyun Guards guarding it, otherwise, their thousand Qingyun cavalry would not dare to go deep into the depths of the Chiyang Desert." Tu Ba Said for sure.

On the contrary, his guess was close to ten, which was not much different from Chen Yu's guess.

"All the strong labor forces here add up to more than 300 people, while the old and the weak are more than [-], and now we are fighting them on our own territory. If we lose, not only the Three or four hundred Aboriginal people are going to die, and their homes will be destroyed."

"Although we now have muskets, crossbows, and many other weapons that have spanned a great era, we still suffer a great loss when we compare them." Chen Yu said with a sigh.

"My lord Chen, I don't understand. Let's stay here. I'm sorry they won't be able to attack. If they dare to attack by force, the whole army will be wiped out." Tuba still has confidence in muskets.

"You don't know. If they keep besieging us and don't attack, the tribe will have some food, but how long can they last?" Chen Yu asked, and Tuba suddenly fell silent.

"What do you mean?" Tuba asked.

"What I mean is that I don't know anything." Chen Yu sighed.

Tuba: ...

The atmosphere is a bit depressing, everyone is silent, only the children are still playing and chasing around in the tribe, living a carefree life.

Chen Yu looked around. He must not let the tribe be slaughtered. After all, he has lived here for several months and still has some feelings for it.

"By the way, Mr. Chen, isn't our desert tank just short of the last few steps? Why don't we build a desert tank so that even if we can't run away all the people, we can still let some people escape. Moreover, with desert tanks The power of the tank, it is estimated that even a master like Qingyunwei will not be able to destroy it, we can use the tank as a cover and slowly advance towards the jungle."

Surprised to wake up the dreamer, Chen Yu patted Tuba's head hard.

"That's right! Why didn't I think of it? Quickly, call my three foundry apprentices. Let's start working immediately and assemble the tank."

"Yes……"

.......

In the jungle, Lu Ke and the Qingyun Guard were discussing something with gloomy faces, while most of the cavalry surrounded them to guard them.

As a Class A war criminal, Lu Chuxue was also dragged into the middle of the two and became the object of their torture.

"Old man, let me ask you, what exactly is the weapon in Chen Yu's hand? Why is it so powerful?" Lu Ke waved the big sword and said to Lu Chuxue.

"Hmph! If you are sensible, let me go quickly, otherwise, when they make a more powerful weapon, you will be able to see it." Lu Chuxue had already relented a month ago, but now that Chen Yu had created a magic weapon, her tone changed. get hard.

"Hey, what the hell are you, see if I don't kill you today." After Luke finished speaking, she raised the long sword in her hand high.

"Hey! Don't be impulsive. This is our important hostage. If we kill him, we will have nothing to restrain Chen Yu. Do you want to get back the water bottle?" Another Qingyun guard stopped Luke. impulse.

"Then what should we do? Have we been surrounded here?" Luke said angrily.

"Hey, that's not necessarily the case. Their tribe is just that big. If you fart at the windward vent, you can smell it all. When we pile up all the excrement at the windy vent, I don't believe they can persist." How long." The middle-aged Qing Yunwei said schemingly.

"Heh, you underestimate the ability of these indigenous people. They already live in such a harsh environment, and they are afraid of smelling feces and urine as a daily routine. However, if we can get some poisonous gas, If it is released from the upper air outlet, it may be possible to wipe them all out."

Luke's words worked, the middle-aged man started to stand up and looked around the jungle.

"But, how did you get the poisonous gas?" asked the middle-aged Qing Yunwei.

"Oh, this! Actually, I don't know how to make poison, but don't we have more than 1000 men here? Ask them, there will always be one who can make poison gas." Lu Ke said.

In the Qingsha tribe, the final stage of the ice popsicle stick is being completed at this time. Some people are swinging a sledgehammer to snap all the parts together. A brand new iron-clad wooden tank is slowly taking shape.

The tank is nearly 40 meters long and more than six meters wide. There are vent holes on the top of the head that can be opened and closed, and shooting holes that can be opened and closed around it. At the front of the tank, the powerful crossbow has been removed and turned into a A large iron pipe as thick as a human waist.

The sixteen wheels are even more massive, reaching a diameter of more than two meters. The outside of the wheels is covered with a layer of iron sheet, and there are countless sharp cones on the outside of the iron sheet.

After doing this, Chen Yu ordered someone to put the charcoal under the water tank, and then ignited the charcoal below himself.

Due to time constraints, Chen Yu added some medicinal powder to the charcoal, so the charcoal that was not easy to burn burned instantly, and a hazy light smoke rose above the tank's head.

There is about half a ton of water in the water tank, but the water vapor has a limited time to use after all. Chen Yu decided to wait until the battle is over to find something that can produce more vapor than water and is more durable to replace.

After a while, the water tank began to vibrate, and then the high-pressure valve began to pop, emitting a cloud of steam white smoke more than ten meters high.

This is a sign that the steam inside has reached its peak, proving that the steam inside is enough to push sixteen huge wheels.

Chen Yu held the vent valve with one hand, and then pulled it hard.

boom……

There was a loud noise, and the old birds in the forest were startled flying.

"Quickly, all 100 of you get into the tank for me." Chen Yu gave the order.

A hundred trained natives immediately got into the tank with long muskets. Seeing their excited expressions, they seemed to enjoy the first wave of entering the tank.

However, once inside the tank, they regretted it.

Because of the steam engine installed inside the tank, it was extremely hot and stuffy. Although some of the steam leaked out of the tank, a small part was still inside the tank.

This directly caused the temperature in the tank to reach 100 to [-] degrees, and there were only a few piercing holes for ventilation. More than [-] people inside were miserable, and a few guys even wanted to jump out of the car and escape halfway.

"Whoever dares to escape will be treated as a deserter," Chen Yu shouted.

However, these indigenous people did not understand how the deserters were dealt with, and still wanted to squeeze out towards the door.

"Whoever dares to escape will be killed on the spot." Tuba gave a powerful explanation.

When the indigenous people heard that they were going to be killed, they reluctantly squeezed into the tank.

Then, Chen Yu also squeezed in. As soon as he entered the tank, a choking smell almost forced Chen Yu out, but now, as the king of the oasis, he must set an example and cannot take the lead in escaping, otherwise If so, he ran away, what do the people below think?It is estimated that he ran ten times faster than Chen Yu.

As soon as he entered the tank, Chen Yu's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the front of the tank in embarrassment.

"Master Chen, what's the matter?" Tuba looked at Chen Yu's face and asked strangely.

"I... forgot to get a steering wheel. What should I do now? You can't walk sideways in the jungle. Although this tank is big, it can't break the big tree that several people hug, so it won't last long, sure. He will be surrounded by Qingyun cavalry, and with Qingyunwei's strength, he may be able to put the tank on his back with just a fart.

"Boss, what is a steering wheel?" Tuba asked.

"Forget it, I don't want to explain to you, call my three apprentices, I have an important task for them to help." Chen Yu said as he walked out of the tank, leaving only the more than 100 people in the tank watching helplessly. Chen Yu.

"One hundred of you, come out now, so as not to be steamed."

More than 100 indigenous people ran off the tank with their buttocks smoking as if they were being amnesty, and kept fanning themselves with their hands. They were really almost steamed just now.

Chen Yu saw the expressions of these people, and he thought that a cooling device should be installed inside, such as directing all the steam to the outside of the tank, or installing an artificial fan inside, otherwise, the tank probably has not After driving for a hundred miles, all the people inside were steamed.

When Chen Yu was on the earth, although he was a military fan, he didn't know the structure of the tank. He thought that the tank was also driven by the two rear wheels, so he directly used all the steering wheels and the like on the two rear wheels. On the wheels, I tried to use two wheels to drive the fourteen wheels in front.