Martial: I Started The Technological Revolution In Ancient Times

The birth, talent, wisdom, appearance and other factors would limit a person to a single frame. No matter how hard one struggled, they would not be able to break through.    

They would exhaust their mental and physical strength, but at most, they could only maintain themselves in this frame and not sink.    

This world was even more so!    

How to break it?    

He could no longer rely on himself.    

He needed the entire village to gather all the money, time, and other resources and place them on a single person to let him break out. If he succeeded, he would bet that he would not be ungrateful and return to the village.    

The probability was extremely low.    

It could even be said to be negligible.    

Many villages had tried for hundreds of years, but they had failed.    

It was not that people did not succeed.    

In fact, many small villages had powerful figures.    

However, the figures were powerful, but the village was still the same village, the same as before.    

However, even though it was only a small probability, the village still had to try. They had to pay any price.    

Because this was their only way.    

It was uncertain, but it was the only way.    

The other villagers didn't seem to understand.    

Gua's father, Huzi, also did not understand.    

Only the village chief understood.    

Xiao Yun did not know if Gua understood.    

Perhaps Gua was just going with the flow. She felt that she could do whatever she wanted and go against her will.    

Perhaps she understood.    

So when they parted, she did not say too much and was also very straightforward.    

But whether she understood or not.    

This didn't affect the sadness in her heart.    

She... was only thirteen years old!    

She cried for a while.    

Gua looked up and shyly looked at Xiao Yun. She immediately ran to the corner and curled up with her back facing him, hugging her knees.    

It was a small beast that had been abandoned.    

It was so pitiful and cute.    

Then, she wiped her face with all her might and ran to the cabinet beside her to rummage through it. She found a dry shirt and stuffed it into her arms to warm it.    

When it was warm, she returned to Xiao Yun's side and changed her wet clothes.    

Xiao Yun rarely saw people who calmed down so quickly.    

Xiao Yun blinked and let her change her clothes.    

He then took out the short knife on his wrist and played with it on his palm.    

With a shake of his hand, the knife flew into the lightning and turned out of the carriage's curtain, streaking across the sky.    

When he came back again, there was a piece of leaf that had been frozen into an icicle hanging from the knife's body.    

It should have been difficult for him to last through autumn, so he naturally could not last through the harsh winter.    

He was directly frozen on the tree.    

Now that he had been chopped down by Xiao Yun with his saber, holding it in his hand, the hot air in the room melted the ice crystals and condensed them into water droplets.    

Xiao Yun placed the leaf in Gua's hand.    

It was cold.    

"Do you want to learn?"    

Gua was stunned. She looked at Xiao Yun and asked timidly, "Can I?"    

"Then learn it."    

...    

The convoy walked very slowly.    

The people were also getting more and more tired.    

During a tough journey, the thing they feared the most was to rest.    

Once they rested, it would be very difficult to get up again.    

Especially in this kind of snow and wind struggling forward, not only was it a test of physical strength, it was also a test of experience.    

If he didn't pay attention, he would walk happily, and his feet would lose all feeling. At first, he was complacent because he didn't feel cold, but when he lowered his head to take a look, when he warmed up, his feet were swollen like radishes. It would quickly rot away, and the poison would attack his heart. It would be difficult to save him. The only way was to cut off his leg.    

However, if one did not have a leg, how would one move forward in this world of ice and snow?    

Old Man Ma grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it hard on his hand and face. His face turned red and he exhaled a breath of white air to stretch his muscles and bones.    

"Brothers, we'll be fine after this period of time. This mountain can always be turned over."    

Humans can still walk.    

But horses can't.    

Usually, the fur looked thick, but in the ice and snow, it became the carrier of ice.    

A layer of ice would form on the nose of the horse and the ponytail. It required someone to knock hard on it to hit it.    

Gradually, blood started to form in the nose, forming a red ice. It made the rider's heart ache.    

"We can't continue like this. If the horse is gone, this carriage won't be far."    

One. The old man walked to Old Man Ma's side and said with some difficulty.    

Old Man Ma sighed and said, "I know."    

He was also anxious, but there was really nothing he could do for a moment.    

If they were on the official road, they would have already lived in the station, covered with a warm blanket and drinking warm wine. The horses also had fresh grass. One night was enough to drive out the fatigue of a few days.    

But there was nothing here.    

There were only some who suddenly could not feel the cold and even felt the warmth. Then, they would want to lie down and sleep for a while.    

Once they closed their eyes, they would never be able to open them again.    

Half of the people in the motorcade were inexperienced and didn't know how to protect themselves.    

They felt that it was fine as long as they could leave.    

In the end, they were injured by the cold.    

Xiao Yun also had a bit of insight and overestimated their abilities. When he got off the carriage, he saw that some people's ears were already necrotic. As long as he stretched out his hand and flicked them, their entire ears would fall off.    

"Stop!"    

With an order, the carriage stopped next to a mountain rock.    

Xiao Yun first went to the horse's side and used precious plaster to smear the horse's body for a while. Then he fed the horse some beans and also took out a pancake. He tore it into small pieces and fed it to them.    

Wait. When Old Man Ma came over and asked why they stopped, Xiao Yun said, "Check each other's bodies. Who doesn't feel anything? Or if you have frostbite, come over quickly. I don't want to be in the deep mountains. That companion was buried in the snow and became food for jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards. "    

Old Man Ma immediately went to do it.    

In the end, more than half of the hundred people had different degrees of frostbite.    

One of them even had his feet frozen like a bear's paw, unable to pull them out from his shoes.    

There was a thick layer of ice on his shoes. He walked quite well and didn't feel that there was a problem.    

Wait a minute. Xiao Yun cut open the shoes with a knife and revealed his feet.    

"I can't keep it anymore."    

Xiao Yun said in a deep voice.    

That man was shocked at first.    

Then he smiled sadly.    

He nodded.    

"If you can't protect me, then so be it. This is all fate. Leave me here."    

He also knew what kind of ending a person without legs would face.    

But he accepted it.    

The appointment was also a way for people in this world to reconcile with the world.    

Xiao Yun sighed and said, "There's only one, and it's not to the point of abandoning it."    

A simple sentence had planted a seed of hope in that person's heart.    

When he cut off his feet, there was no reaction or pain.    

Xiao Yun was helpless and could only go a little higher.    

In the end, he cut off half of his calf before he could see any signs of life.    

Bind, stop bleeding, apply medication, and bandage.    

Without suturing techniques, amputation was already the gates of hell.    

And the weather right now was really not good, not bad at all.    

Although it was bad, the low temperature made the wound difficult to heal.    

The low temperature could also reduce the chances of infection.    

Time passed. At the same time, it was also a matter of life and death.    

Xiao Yun had done everything he could. He even took out some Ghost Rattan Grass ointment to relieve the pain.    

Whether he could survive or not would depend on himself.    

His desire to live was one aspect, and his luck was another.    

More importantly, others were taking care of him.    

Xiao Yun did not give up his carriage like the Virgin Mary.    

However, he also removed some raw materials from the carriage and combined them with the surrounding trees to make a simple but warm plow.    

Usually, he could pull it along, but when he encountered some difficult places, he could let two people carry it.    

This kind of thing that very few people in his past life could do, was very common in this world.    

Especially these powerful fellows, they seemed to be even easier to deal with.    

This was actually giving others trouble.    

The person who carried him would inevitably feel uncomfortable in his heart.    

However, he would not have any complaints.