Martial Sage

Xiao Miao broke off a piece of dirt from the wall and threw it out. He only heard this guy scream and fell to the ground.

Xiao Miao'er picked up the arrow from the ground with the basket, walked slowly to the boy's side, and took the bare pole like Li Wanqing, pumped the boy's butt, and said, "Who gave you this big? I dare to shoot people with an arrow. What if I hurt someone?"

The kid turned his head angrily and shouted at Xiao Miao, "Liar."

"What did I lie to you? Tell me clearly. If you don't know clearly, then open your ass today..."

At the entrance of the alley was still parked. There was a white carriage parked. The strong mountain-like man asked the people in the carriage worriedly: "Elder, what if the young master is injured?"

"No, you think too much, Boma. Helu is not in any danger. Although this girl has a weird background, she is a kind person. This can't be wrong."

"Heru likes this girl. If he can win the girl's heart, the growth of the Ashina family is something that can be expected."

"Elder, who knows the survival of the Huns better than us? Attila is at least a legend in our world. This woman dares to claim that she is a member of Attila's tribe, which is really arrogant." Boma Still don't trust Angie.

The young man crawled hard on the ground, trying to get rid of Xiao Miao'er's foot. No matter how hard he tries, it will not help. "The other day you still have flax-colored hair like mine. In the past few days, you have become black hair. It is exactly the same as the Tang people who drove us away from the grassland. You are me. Enemy."

The frustrated Helu spoke what he was saying without a word. Xiao Miao's eyes turned twice and he harvested his feet. He squatted down and looked at Helu's eyes and said, "Fool, I am a Huns, not a Turkic."

Xiao Miao'er patted Heru's face mercifully after speaking, and took the maid to go home.

"Anji, I will not lose to you. I will also prepare my army and see who of us lays down more territory. At that time, I will bring thousands of troops to marry you."

Xiao Miao left, Boma came over, threw the dazed Heru onto the carriage, and drove the carriage out of the city. Right on the other side of the mountain, their army is waiting.

The first little camel city has been made, and a large wooden frame is placed on the back of the camel. There is a universal joint on the back of the camel, which can control the walking direction of the camel, and Tang Hao sits on this little camel city. The sergeant drove the camels on the wasteland at will.

"It still doesn't work. The weight of the wooden frame is not shared on the back of each camel. The left and right are not balanced. The left camel can hardly feel the weight, while the right camel screamed under pressure. The worst is the middle one. The row of camels fell into the pit, and after less than five miles, it became like this, and it will be thousands of miles in the future."

Hearing Tang Hao's complaint, Mr. Gonglu said with a black face: "People's Camel City actually uses camels as a city wall. Your Camel City is a real city, a big square with 500 dots under it. "

"If you want to achieve an even force on each point, you need a camel of the same height and a flat ground. Have you created these two conditions for me?"

An academy student who was working suddenly stood up and said to Tang Hao in a daze: "It's as high as a camel. It's impossible. It's not realistic to require the ground to be absolutely flat, but can we work hard on the link point? Adjust the iron rod of the saddle, it might work out like this."

After speaking, he squatted down on his own, removed one of the camels’ back poles, and took a spring with a thick finger, stuffed it into the tube, stepped on it, and tried it. Then he said to Tang Hao, “Sir. , You see, this spring can be pressed down with only a load of strength. If the camel wants to straighten up completely, it must exert a load of strength on the spring."

"The strength of this burden is exactly the strength that each camel needs to bear. In this way, by adjusting the height of the spring, you can achieve half of the weight of these camels."

The Public Transport A checked the student’s design, nodded and said, "It is indeed possible. It seems that I am old."

"Now the academy also has a lot of new materials, such as iron wire, steel wire, and spring equipment. I only know that using the old materials and knowing a little about these new materials, the name of the master has almost become a joke."

Tang Hao laughed heartlessly. He said: "The back wave of the Yangtze River pushed the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach. You guarded the Yuhuashan Academy of Nuo Da, and you didn't use it. What do you feel sorry for yourself? You deserve to be shot to death."

The whole body was trembling, just about to talk, and felt that there was nothing to say. Sitting on the wooden lattice and sulking, I didn't know if he was angry with himself or blamed Tang Hao for not cultivating his morals.

"Your public loser has been the leader for a thousand years. If you don't want to be surpassed by others, the best way is to count on the young children in your family. They are young and have a strong ability to accept new things. Maybe you can still turn the tide. You can do some repairs. Forget the supplementary work."

Tang Hao didn't plan to let the public lose the first class. If you don't talk about these reasons now, you won't have a good chance to talk about it in the future.

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