He was afraid that one blow of the hammer would completely destroy the material.
It has been repeated four times, and Zhang Tiechui has been forging for nearly an hour. During this period, Zhang Tiechui tempered it four times. When he finished hammering, Zhang Tiechui was sweating profusely.
"village head."
"Keep cutting, keep hitting."
Liu Feng was watching from the side.
"Village chief, this has happened four times."
Zhang Tiechui shuddered.
This was the most he had ever forged like this. He hammered slowly, using up all he had learned.
If the fight continues, it will be like twenty layers stacked on top of each other.
He didn't even dare to think about it.
"Just forge."
Liu Feng turned his head and pointed behind him.
"There's another piece of iron."
Zhang Tiechui smiled bitterly.
Yes, it doesn’t matter if this material is wasted, there is a spare one, but his mental and physical strength can’t keep up.
If he continues like this, even a man of iron won't be able to bear it.
But what else can he do? Liu Feng said that even if he was exhausted, he could only bite the bullet and continue fighting.
This time, Zhang Tiechui was more careful.
After all, it was ancient times and there was no hydraulic forging equipment.
The force must be controlled just right each time you forge, and the position of each hammer must be staggered a little bit.
This would be fine if I had the strength to keep up.
If you don't have enough strength, one mistake will cause problems.
Zhang Tiechui pointed at an apprentice and brought a pot of water. He gulped down a few mouthfuls, took a deep breath, and immediately adjusted his mental state.
After that, he devoted himself meticulously to a new round of forging.
After another half hour of forging, twenty layers of steel were finally forged.
But it doesn’t end here, Liu Feng has other ideas.
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