Spring and Autumn I Am King

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"Could it be that the gods of Luguo Wenshui are at work..." Some superstitious people said in the Qi people's army formation, this rumor spreads more and more, and the army formation is more and more scattered, but they still follow the inertia. Go forward. music-text-

Soon, the sound of the ejection with death sounded again, and everyone's heart tensed. This time, it was no longer a separate test, but dozens of them were fired together. They only felt a whistle in their ears, and then there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing over their heads, and behind them came the muffled sound of a stone hitting a human body.

Many people only felt that the stone bullet almost rubbed the top of their heads and flew past, their hands shook involuntarily, and they quickly looked down at themselves.

The surrounding Qi people looked at the scene in fear and paused, and one of them vomited. Their military hearts had been greatly shaken by the bombardment of these rounds of ballistas.

This means that before they enter the range of Zhao Jun's bow and crossbow, they will be attacked by flying stones several times, and everyone has a heart hanging.

After daring to advance dozens of steps, a Qi army collapsed, and dozens of companions from the stone just followed, seeing that the Qi people in their team were about to be hit. They forgot the order, the township party, the military regulations and the unequivocal promises and rewards of the country, and they roamed around like a nest of mindless flies!

In a battle of tens of thousands of people, the outcome will be tug-of-war for a long time, but the turnaround often begins with the collapse of a corner. Just as the Qi Front was in a state of instability under the ballista attack, the drums of the Zhao army were thundering, and Zhao Wuxie waved the banner of the Chinese army. …

At the same time, seeing that the situation on the battlefield was extremely bad, Guoxia's brows were already drawn together. With the bombardment of the enemy's stone bombs, it was no longer safe to hide behind the car barriers, and his fellow villagers came to emergency. , said the archers refused to enter the car base, where they felt they would be a target for the enemy.

"It can't go on like this!"

Guoxia's eyes slowly condensed, and then slowly turned into a ferocious wolf-like ferocity. He suddenly raised his sword and shouted angrily. He fell to the ground, followed by his sword and fell, and chopped off the head of the Qi soldier.

"We have no way out, only one battle!"

He looked at his subordinates with majestic eyes and asked, "Where is Gao Wupi?"

"Wei, Wupi is here..." Gao Wupi came to take orders tremblingly, but he was also panicked by Fei Shi for a while.

"The enemy's flying stones seem to be terrifying, but so far, the casualties caused are only more than a hundred, not as many as those in the army when they are pushed and smashed, but they are a huge blow to our army's morale. Nearby, find Zhao Jun's hair stone device and destroy it!"

Just as the Zhao army had to suppress the archers in the chariots of the Qi people to advance smoothly, now Guoxia has to follow the gourd and draw the scoop and send people to destroy the enemy's sharp weapon, so that the war can continue.

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Swords are often easily broken, and ballistas can deal a huge psychological blow to the enemy at a long distance, but once the enemy gets close, the craftsmen have no ability to resist.

So Zhao Wuxi matched this sword with the hardest shield...

Below the river bank where the ballistas were placed, an army was spread out on the beach under the scorching sun. It has been almost an hour since the battle, but they did not do anything, just stayed where they were, as if waiting for something. The soldiers sit cross-legged on the ground in rows and rows to save energy. But they didn't let up at all, their shields leaned against their sides, swords and spears were clenched in their hands, and their eyes were fixed on the enemy formation in front of them.

A total of 1,000 soldiers and armored soldiers, plus 1,500 Zhao soldiers equipped with spears and crossbows. Some of the youngest were still hairless guys, but they sat upright and motionless like the others. All of them were inhuman stones, and their commander was also a stone.

The commander of these people is the tall Mu Xia, the most trusted shield of Zhao Wuxi. He is nearly thirty years old. With the growth of age and experience, he has become more and more stable like a rock. No one can shake the line of defense he guards. .

"Come on." Mucha has been standing in the car to observe Zhao Wuxi's flag and the movement of the enemy. After receiving the signal from the Chinese army, he raised his hand, and everyone under his command changed from standing to standing. It was heavily erected to the ground, the tip was inserted into the sand, the crossbow machine was wound and pointed forward, and the spear was pointed diagonally forward.

Unlike in the middle of the front line, which was bombarded by ballistas and whose military morale was extremely unstable, the left and right flanks of the Qi people were still stable. .

Dozens of chariots opened the way, because the distance was limited, so the charging speed was not fast. Followed by tactical strikes and Qiren halberd shield soldiers, Guoxia's Chinese army drum sounded significantly faster.

Gao Wupi, the commander-in-chief of this partial division, had a grim expression on his face, and he loudly ordered: "Rush away from the enemy army in front of you, the prince of the country will be rewarded!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men, and the Qi people who have no way to go broke out their wildness, shouting angrily and continuing to advance, and some people beat the shields in their hands with weapons, making neat noises.

From Gao Wupi's point of view, it was too careless for the enemy to guard his own sharp weapon. There was only one division to treat each other, but he rushed forward with five thousand Qi troops on the right wing! This was Guoxia's big gamble. The huge psychological suppression caused by the ballistas on Qiren forced him to transfer troops to solve it. The front line here is relatively weak. Once the Qi army broke in, he could turn around and attack the Zhao army from the side.

Gao Wupi undoubtedly had this kind of expectation, but when the five thousand people he commanded broke into within a hundred and fifty paces of the enemy army, and looked at the slanting spears and large sculls, he suddenly realized that, The enemy in front of him can never be described as "weak".

The soldiers in the front row of the opponent were all wearing heavy armor. Facing the surging Qi army, no one was shaken. His pupils shrank. The strictness of this Zhao army even surpassed that of Qufu, who had defeated him a few days ago. Is Lu Bing the legendary military **** of the Zhao clan?

There is another thing that Gao Wupi has not noticed yet. The public transport team on the river bank also noticed that the enemy is approaching. The craftsmen quickly began to adjust the base, so that the ballista's aiming direction was changed from far to near...

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More than 50 ballistas with a height of one person were placed on the riverbank last time. They were placed in different positions according to local conditions, and attacked the enemies in front of them at a slightly inclined angle. Hundreds of apprentices of the transporter were running around, carrying in their hands the stone bullets on the vehicle, or the pebbles from the local material.

The three soldiers were responsible for the rough work of moving the projectiles. Repairing and replacing parts was done by a craftsman. Each ballista was operated by a math student, who happened to form a team.

The reason why the math disciples trained by Ji Qiao are used to aim and adjust is that simple firing is not difficult to learn, and the accuracy of strikes has always been a problem that plagued them.

Ballistas are not a big threat to moving targets, but no enemy will be foolish enough to wait for them to slowly calibrate their shots. If they miss a few shots, they will move their nests. Therefore, if the ballista wants to exert its power in the field, in addition to having a certain degree of mobility, it is also a high-level aiming skill. Before the enemy can react, it must blast the most projectiles into their army formation!

This is not easy. If you want to operate the ballista well, you must first have a certain mathematical foundation. Only by letting mathematics disciples calculate the distance, azimuth, wind speed, gun weight, string force, angle, and parabola, can they barely reach the third and fourth middles of ten rounds.

In the past few months, the public transport class has also been continuously improved to make the ballista's operation easier and more reliable: the slider with a long guide rail on the ballista can slide back and forth along the wooden groove, and a set of ingenious excitation mechanism is installed at the rear of the slider. The bowstring can be easily locked and released.

In order to make the operation of the winch not too laborious, the public transport team also set up metal racks on both sides of the beam, which not only makes the bow opening work unnecessary, but also adjusts the projectile force of the weapon to obtain the required range. He has poured almost all his intelligence into the development of the ballista so that no matter how close the enemy is, he can adjust the direction and angle to fire at them!

Now is the time to experiment.

By the time the craftsmen adjusted the base and angle of the ballista, the Qi people were already very close, and the soldiers under the river bank had all stood up, ready to defend against the enemy at any time.

"One hundred and fifty paces away from the enemy." A mathematics disciple from the Dou clan in Chengxiang of Jin State carefully observed the distance of the enemy. The brothers behind him who operated ballistas adjusted the angle with the help of craftsmen, and put the specially made long Put the spear on the slider, then pull the handle, drag the slider through the rope, and make the spring set tight!

While they were operating nervously, the public transport team was watching carefully, using charcoal to quickly record the data in the booklet, which would serve as the basis for post-war improvements and drills.

In Gongshuban's view, there must be sacrifices for the ghosts and gods in the casting of swords, and the first appearance of the supernatural ballista requires someone to sacrifice. Now that the Qi people dared to choose to attack, Gongshuban thought it was ridiculous, but also felt that it was their luck. The ballistas would beat them to pieces like a storm, making these people sacrifices to Haotian and precious at the same time. Actual combat data, so that he can make even greater works in the future!

At the moment of the battle, Gongshuban, for some reason, remembered what Zhao Wuxi had said to him when he was chatting: "I had a long, long dream when I was young, the world in my dream. There are iron birds soaring in the sky, sharp weapons that can destroy a country hundreds of miles away, and things made by man can even destroy the world!" He firmly believed that what Zhao Wuxi said was that manpower is limited after all, but " The power of "technology" is infinite! The reason why man is different from all things is that man can use tools and create instruments.

"I can remember many delicate instruments in my dreams, but I can't make them, and you, Ziban, you are my hand to achieve all this."

The general never said such a thing to anyone, and Lu Ban was flattered. He was originally the son of an ordinary craftsman. It was Zhao Wuxi who discovered him in the crowd and brought him all the way to where he is now. He lived up to expectations, and every year There are many inventions, and the ballista, which is the best among these inventions, will definitely become a powerful force for Zhao to defeat the enemy!

Excited, he quickly recorded the data and nodded to the military officer next to him.

"Shoot!" With the flag waving and a shout, the spring group tightened and quickly loosened, and the huge torque pushed the spear on the slider to move. Then, as if a thunderbolt exploded on the spot, dozens of spears left the strings.

At this time, Qi Jun had already entered one hundred and twenty steps! (To be continued.)