In the hemp rope pocket is an upper body armor that can be called "treasure armor" in this era.

It took a lot of manual labor, and the thick copper wires pulled out bit by bit by bit are really expensive.

This is neither mail nor scale armor, but just a cloth-surface armor that can be simply called armor. Those thick copper wires are used as mail to pull into rings, but the copper is very soft and has limited actual protection ability; the thin iron sheets are placed in a woven cloth bag, and the cloth bags are connected by hemp ropes and threads. Imagine that they are two layers of clothes, and the two layers of clothes are separated into many small pieces, and iron sheets are clamped between the small pieces of fabric.

The copper wire ring and cloth iron armor are not the same, but are worn on the inner layer, mainly above the chest to facilitate shoulder movement. There is also something like a hat that is buckled on the head, a hood jacket is just woven with thick copper wire.

It was so simple that the armor was like a treasure in the eyes of these leaders. Several people reached out to touch the copper wires, and felt the iron sheets clamped inside the cloth, and were shocked.

Because the forging technology and the skilled iron refining technology are not qualified, these iron sheets cannot be made very thin, so they are very thick and heavy. There is a bunch of messy iron sheets hanging on their bodies. Indeed, the protection per unit weight is far worse than that of locks, scales, thorns, and other armors, but they are always stronger than being naked.

Chen Jian held the cloth armor and the copper wire hat in both hands and handed it to Su Yue. Su Yue hurriedly took it with both hands, and felt his arm sinking and secretly amazement.

"Xia knew that the leader Su Yue often went through battle formations, and he personally posed a bow and arrow and was extremely brave. However, he had no eyes and the people of Dongyi were good at shooting. If they fought with Dongyi in the future, they would be afraid of damage. After returning to Yucheng, they thought hard and finally thought of this thing for the leader Su Yue."

"There are iron pieces in this linen. Although the thickness is different, it may not be able to resist the attack of the stone axe, but it can always be more protective. The copper armor on it can withstand the runaway arrow. If you can't see blood when you get caught in an arrow thirty or fifty steps, please ask the leader Su Yue to accept it."

He said it was very modest, but the leaders knew that this thing could really save lives on the battlefield. Su Yue thanked him repeatedly, feeling extremely satisfied.

"Thank you for Ji Xia."

He immediately put it on his body, moved it for a while, and then took out a cast iron arrow from Ji Bai's quiver, and stabbed it a few times at the place where there were iron sheets on his shoulders and chest, which really couldn't penetrate.

The leaders praised them one after another, and Su Yue also smiled and said, "This gift is really a treasure. I have received the beautiful jade pearl, but if it is the most considerate, it is still this thing."

"Although this thing is precious, I hope that everyone in my Dahe tribes will have it. Turn this treasure into something that can be seen everywhere, such as plowshares and bronze swords. If the treasure is not a treasure, it will be my wish."

His words were quite as demeanor as the leader of the tribes. Whether it was a false or a true expression, they still won everyone's applause and praise.

After applauding, Su Yue asked, "I wonder if this armor can be made? If it can be made, everyone can buy some and replace it. Everyone can suffer less damage when fighting."

The leaders also looked at Chen Jian with anticipation. Chen Jian frowned and said, "It's not easy to make this thing. Just the one in Su Yue is expensive, so I'm afraid it's really difficult to make it again."

When everyone was disappointed when they heard this, Chen Jian said again: "But if it is simplified a little, it can be made. I have already thought of some methods that can be completed within three to five years. After three to five years, the skills of the iron smelting people in Yucheng will be mature day by day, and they can be divided and gone to their cities. If there is iron mountain, mining and smelting are carried out so that all the tribes of the Dahe tribes can have new farm tools or create long swords and spears."

In one sentence, I immediately won more praise than Su Yue after he finished speaking. This is the most practical thing. Nowadays, the iron tools in Yucheng are circulating everywhere. Not to mention the tribes of Dahe, they can get good things even when they get them from barbarians. This has become a reliable currency like the copper coins of Xia Kingdom.

The Xia Kingdom has been strictly guarding the secret of iron smelting before, and some people used words such as the common interests of the Dahe tribes to squeeze Chen Jian, hoping that he could share it with everyone. However, Chen Jian's answer was not a natural truth such as why we made it for you, but that it was difficult to smelve other cities because they were not skilled enough.

All the leaders thought that Chen Jian’s previous statement was just an excuse. Now that these words have come out, many people think that Chen Jian is indeed the kind of person who takes the illusory interests of the various tribes of Dahe as the first, and he has no doubt about recommending him as the high priest.

Su Yue watched Chen Jian continue to brag there, and guessed in his heart that this was probably the benefit that Chen Jian gave to the clans to the city of the clan in order to firmly hold the position of High Priest. Although he was not pure in his mind, the benefits he obtained were real. I wouldn't say before whether he could defeat Xia Yu to seize the technical craftsmen. Even if he broke in, it would be useless. Everyone knows that most of the craftsmen in the Yucheng Smelting Department were fugitive slaves in front of each city. They were all people who were burdened with blood hatred and blood debts, so it was too difficult to make them surrender.

This is well-known, but everyone didn't say it out loud. Anyway, Chen Jian said that there was no other escaped slave on Onozawa, so everyone pretended that all these escaped slaves were dead.

But no one noticed the three or five years that Chen Jian mentioned, and no one knew that Xia Guo was at its weakest time now, and no one dared to shake it with the remaining power of last year.

Chen Jian felt that this kind of residual power needed to be strengthened, so he verbally gave the city clan a big sweet date and asked someone to take out a second gift.

"This gift is easy to make, not too difficult. I know that all the leaders are among the top warriors in the clan. Warriors like armor, swords, spears and other weapons the most, so this gift is given to each leader one."

With the shock of the cloth armor before, everyone's curiosity was mobilized this time, but what Chen Jian took out then disappointed them.

There is no cleverness in it, that is, an ugly copper stick is still empty inside and a piece of wood behind it, so there is no use for it.

But no one asked, ugly things may not be difficult to use. Another thing is that there are too many strange good things in the Xia Yu system, but not many of them can be called gifts by Chen Jian, so it is difficult for them to guess what this is.

In fact, this is a copper musket. It is not a fuse, nor is it the kind of fire-firing that relies on flint, but the most primitive fire-door gun.

This is a piece selected from a number of melted cast products. The interior is very smooth and the casting level is also good. After several test shots, it was not exploded. So Chen Jian used this to scare the leaders.

The inside was filled with gunpowder. A special small fuse rope, like a firecracker, stretched out from the fire door. The lead round bullet was stabbed in before it was handed to Chen Jian.

He held the not-so-long copper pistol in his right hand, and held the fire rope in his left hand, and took two steps forward seemingly unintentionally.

Ji Bai immediately put a clay pot on the stone next to the big tree that he had been carrying. The clay pot was filled with a can of lime for the sake of good results.

Chen Jian has approached three or four steps away from the pottery jar. Normally, he should be able to shoot at this distance.

He smiled on his face, but he was muttering in his heart: "Don't explode, don't stop clicking, don't misstep..."

This is a common situation for such shoddy things.

When the leaders saw the fuse on Chen Jian’s left hand, they all guessed that it was related to gunpowder, so they made loud noises or were prepared for a strong explosion. In their opinion, the people of Xiacheng were very passionate about this kind of thing. After returning from Dongyi, it was said that someone stuffed gunpowder into bamboo and lit it. They also heard that the people of Xiacheng liked to burn insects at the end of the year to hear the bursting sound...

Chen Jian is actually really unwilling to touch this thing. There are a few people in Xia Cheng who have died on this in recent years, but they have to do it at this time.

He raised the copper fire door gun that had prayed several times with his right hand, aimed at the pottery jar three or five steps away, and quickly lit the fast fuse rope inserted into the fire door with his left hand.

Bang……

After a not-so-sounding sound, a white smoke came out from the muzzle, and the pottery pot three or five steps away broke down in response. A gust of wind blew, and the scene was extremely shocking.

Everyone was frightened by this scene. They had seen gunpowder for a long time, and many people had used it, but most of them were thrown out and heard it. How could they ever think that gunpowder could be used like this?

In fact, the musket is not powerful, and its range is closer than that of a bow and arrow. If the archer shoots twenty arrows, this broken thing may be ready for the loading. There is no simplest and most primitive semi-mechanical fuse and fire tray. By the way, if this is not a clay pot that is thirty or fifty steps away, it is better to close your eyes.

But Chen Jian hid all these shortcomings. What he got was the perfect situation where the gunpowder and lead bullets were compacted, the ignition line was inserted, the target was three or four steps away, and it had not rained yet.

Therefore, in the eyes of the leaders, the situation was as follows: Ji Xia raised his hand, aimed at the pottery jar, lit the short fuse, and in the blink of an eye the jar was smashed to pieces. This thing is much stronger than a bow and arrow! And judging from the sound of the jar bursting, this thing must be very powerful. Even if the leader Su Yue was wearing that armor, he would probably be shot to death.

No matter how good the arrow shot from the bow is, the trajectory can be seen with the naked eye; no matter how good the stone thrower throws with the leather rope, you can see clearly how it hits the target.

However, this thing has nothing.

This is simply a magical thing, especially in the eyes of leaders who have never thought of seeing something similar, this is simply the causal weapon of this era. I want to break the jar, so the jar is broken. There is no need to draw a bow, no use of a stone snail, and no need to get close to it and smash it with an axe. The jar is broken!

Chen Jian shook his hand, which was a little stiff, and was glad that he had not been blinded by the explosion. He smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air and casually prepared this next shot at least one or two minutes. At this time, the useless musket was thrown into Ji Bai's hand.
Chapter completed!