Chapter 29: The inevitable war (Part 2)
——Even if I searched every house on the seaside with a torch, I could not find any foreigners who could be slaughtered and plundered...
After discovering that they had failed, these black robbers who were eager to try were greatly depressed and deeply confused for a while.
Since they didn't know what to do next, some of them began to check the grain, dried fish and dried vegetables piled in the house, and prepared to bring some food back. They couldn't just run away in vain. Others waved their swords angrily, cutting down the walls of these houses as if to vent their anger, and then were even more shocked - at first, they thought that the seemingly flimsy "mushroom houses" were all It was a wooden house. Unexpectedly, they slashed through it with a knife, but the bone dagger in their hands was shaken to the point of cracking and curling, as if they had chopped a stone.
Because the weapons were damaged, some people cursed and tried to set fire, but even if they burned torches on these walls, there was no reaction at all. When these curious black people held torches and came closer to take a closer look, they couldn't help but take a breath: these light and colorful "mushroom huts" were all made of some kind of extremely thin material. Made of metal plates!
Oh my God! Building a house with metal? ! What was this concept in ancient society before the industrial revolution? ! !
——Before the Industrial Revolution, due to technological limitations, metal production in the world was pitifully low, both in the East and in the West. For example, during the Northern Song Dynasty, China's annual steel production was about 50,000 tons, which was already known as the first in the world. It is said to be close to the total steel production of other civilized countries in the world. But in later generations, even building a giant oil tanker will not be enough - by the beginning of the 21st century, China's annual steel production exceeded 700 million tons, still the first in the world... Compared with the Northern Song Dynasty a thousand years ago, production has increased by 10,000 tons. Four thousand times.
Even in China during the Ming and Qing dynasties, many farmers were still too poor to afford a kitchen knife. Even the bit of iron on a hoe was a huge fortune for them. Pig iron bars in many remote places can be used as currency and are very popular...
This is still the situation after entering the Iron Age. Today, the iron smelting technology has not spread on a large scale from the Hittite Empire. Most civilized countries in the world are still in the Bronze Age in the 14th century BC. Due to the copper mines on the earth, Far rarer than iron ore, the amount of metal in human hands is even rarer. In the current "Four Ancient Civilizations" areas, even the armies of the richest civilized countries can hardly issue a bronze weapon to each soldier, and the surrounding poor and backward tribes can only use it pitifully. Stone spears and bone knives come to fight!
Now, about one-third of the black bandits who are attacking Cyrenaica are holding bronze swords and battle axes. Their leader also has a Hittite iron sword that he got by chance. In this desert It can already be called luxury equipment. Even if you start a fight with the regular armies of Egypt and Minoa, you don't have to feel guilty - many Egyptian second-rate soldiers can only fight with stone spears. That makes them quite proud.
Unexpectedly, when I got here and saw it, it was really infuriating to see how many people were there! The metal that I don't even have enough to forge weapons is actually being used to build a house here?
In short, in the eyes of these poor black people, this kind of iron mushroom house, which in later generations can only be placed in a children's park as a landscape to withstand the sun, rain, peeling paint and rust, is simply like a golden palace in the eyes of modern people. Marble villas and Egyptian pyramids must be a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times more luxurious! What's more, there are not just one or two metal houses appearing on this beachfront, but dozens or hundreds!
In addition, the several steel hoes and shovels found in these mushroom houses also amazed every black bandit - in this era, steel that is "more expensive than gold" is used to make agricultural tools. In the eyes of ordinary people, it can no longer be described as luxury, but as pure waste and fighting for wealth. You know, even the Egyptian farmers on the banks of the Nile are still plowing the land with wooden plows and harvesting with stone sickles!
In short, the above-mentioned discoveries in this settlement not only made this gang of dark-skinned bandits more greedy, but also made them involuntarily feel a little scared - they had all this wealth, but they didn't care about it. What kind of people would they be if they were thrown away at random?
However, now they can't find anyone to answer this question.
——The houses and fields shrouded in darkness are all deserted, and the docks on the seaside are also empty (the merchant ships from Crete have already left). The whistling wind whistles in the ears, making people feel as if they are in a... In the ghost town, there are ghosts wandering around...
Only above their heads, behind the empty village and on the steep cliff dotted with Mediterranean juniper trees and shrubs, was a majestic highland lighthouse that was emitting bright light, finally dispersing the darkness a little. Deep and terrifying.
Looking up at the staggeringly bright lighthouse on the mountain, the black leader frowned and hesitated for a moment, but finally pulled out the dagger at his waist, pointed at the lighthouse on the top of the mountain, and issued an order to his subordinates: "... go up and take a look. Look! There might be someone there!”
What the black leader didn't know was that it was precisely because of this order that they lost their last chance to escape intact...
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Although the cliff with the lighthouse behind the port of Cyrenaica looks very steep from a distance, even if you climb it in the dark, it is not difficult at all - because the people who built it carved a straight path into the mountain. Stairs lead from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. And tonight is the full moon. The bright moonlight combined with the light of the lighthouse itself makes every step shine brightly, and there is no danger of stepping on the air and falling.
But the problem is, this group of black robbers armed with murderous weapons only had time to climb halfway up the mountain when they suddenly heard an earth-shattering loud noise from behind! Even the earth seemed to be shaking. Immediately, some people were so frightened that their legs weakened, one foot fell in the air, and they rolled down the stairs... The remaining people looked back in fear, and saw a burning mushroom cloud slowly rising from the desert in the distance. It rose up like a blooming flower of fire, instantly lighting up the night sky, and balls of flames splashed everywhere, trailing burning trails and falling from the sky like fire rain!
"...Great God, what's going on? It's so terrible!"
Faced with this fiery scene that completely exceeded common sense, many black soldiers were so frightened that they fell to their knees and prayed to the gods of their respective beliefs.
In fact, the explosion was entirely the work of their own people - when the black leader led most of his soldiers and rushed towards the "mushroom house" on the beach, the minions who stayed behind in the oil field They were also rummaging around in the concrete buildings of the refinery with torches. , trying to collect some loot... As a result, these guys somehow caused an oil well fire and turned the oil storage tank filled with oil into a huge torch. From a distance, it looked like it had been shaken hard. Like a soda drink or champagne that was opened, the whole thing spurted out!
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of liters of oil were thrown into the air tens of meters, forming a spectacular fountain of flames, and then splashed all around like incendiary bombs... Several unlucky black people were immediately burned in large quantities. The oil bag was poured all over him, and after letting out a scream, he could no longer make a sound. After struggling for a few times, it became a piece of barbecue with the smell of burnt and petroleum. The few remaining uninjured black people were frightened out of their wits by the terrifying flames. They ran away almost as a reflex, as if they saw the end of the world coming.
At this time, the main force of the black bandit group on the mountain road finally leaked its whereabouts: obviously, in such an earth-shattering explosion, even the dead would be frightened to jump - when stopped on the stone steps halfway up the mountain The black people on the mountain were still looking blankly at the pillars of fire rising into the sky in the distance, muttering to themselves and praying to the gods, when a fat man in strange clothes suddenly ran out from the lighthouse on the top of the mountain.
It seemed that the fat man was probably alarmed by the fire and explosions in the distance, so he ran out to see what was going on... Then, the guy was shocked to see the black soldiers huddled together on the steps, their faces painted with horrific paint. And all kinds of strange weapons in their hands.
Due to the sudden encounter, the two sides stared at each other for a moment as their thoughts did not change. In the end, the fat man on the top of the mountain was the first to let out a panicked howl, turned around and fled back. The black leader who reacted quickly stood up again, raised his iron sword, and took the lead in flying towards the top of the mountain, still shouting loudly, "...Follow me! Catch that coward!"< br>
However, before they could continue to run a few steps to the top of the mountain, they heard a sharp, piercing and strange sound, like the roar of a demon, which seemed to come from all directions, stinging everyone's eardrums (actually it was a ringing sound) (an air raid warning for future generations)...Tonight these many bandits Under the influence of the unimaginable strange things, most of the black robbers involuntarily slowed down and wanted to see what was going on. Only one stupid big man who believed in his bravery was still bare-chested, waving a bronze battle ax and howling. I rushed to the front alone, keeping a long distance from the others.
——Five steps, four steps, three steps, two steps... Seeing this roaring and reckless guy, it seems that he is about to rush to the end of the stairs, let the battle ax in his hand drink blood, and the black warriors following behind are clamoring. Cheers went out...
However, the warrior's final sprint came to an abrupt end at the end of this long staircase.
Accompanied by a sharp flash of sword light and a slumped headless corpse, a heroic purple-haired lady suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain:
"...Heir to the Busujima style, here comes Busujima Saeko Ginseng! Why don't you, these cowardly people, accept your fate quickly?!!"
Immediately afterwards, the fat man who turned around and ran away also appeared on the top of the mountain holding an automatic rifle equipped with many gadgets. He grinned at the black bandits gathered in the narrow mountain road and pulled the trigger. The muzzle sprayed out strings of fire and poured out a deadly hail of bullets:
"...Hehehe! You little thieves, try the power of your Mr. Hirano Toda! This new gun I just modified can finally be used!"
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At the same time, Doraemon, Wang Qiu and others, who were drinking happily in the Temple of Amon in Thebes, Egypt, and were already drunk, received a panicked call for help from Cyrenaica through the radio walkie-talkie. Communication, I immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and I even woke up from the wine: "...This is terrible! Our settlement has been attacked by unknown enemies! It is currently in a battle! Please think of a solution quickly!"