Sometimes, Xiao Yiran, who has come down in his spare time, will secretly rejoice in his heart, glad that he was not a nerd before he was reborn. If I hadn't liked historical novels such as "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" at the time, I really don't know how to deal with the cavalry of the large northern tribes now.

There are also two weapons in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which make Xiao Yiran's heart move. One is the wooden ox flowing horse, strictly speaking, the wooden ox flowing horse should not be a weapon, but a means of transportation. The second is the Zhuge repeater.

Wooden cow and flowing horse, Xiao Yiran thought about it and forgot it. Before being reborn, many people had studied it, but they didn't copy it, so I didn't have to think about it myself. In the end, Xiao Yiran fixed his eyes on the Zhuge crossbow. This is a weapon with very great lethality in the era of cold weapons. Once developed, it will undoubtedly greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the dragon soldiers.

Zhuge crossbow, Xiao Yiran tried to think of its principle in his mind.

The key lies in the making of the arrow box and bowstring. The barrel should be able to arrange about ten arrows in a row, and the bowstring should shoot these arrows at once. Xiao Yiran thought in his mind, and kept drawing on the ground. Day after day, sometimes even at night. When this guide was making out with the guards, Xiao Yiran was often distracted.

However, the distractions at night are always short-lived, and when the guards start to attack up and down, Xiao Yiran can no longer be distracted to think about Zhuge Repeater, and will only devote himself to it, enjoying the happiness and excitement that the guards bring to him.

It took almost two months for Xiao Yiran to sketch out the prototype of the Zhuge repeater. Due to the complexity of the structure of the Zhuge repeater, Xiao Yiran could not fully express it with a schematic diagram, so he could only go to Liang Mu's manufacturing department in person, explain it to Liang Mu and others little by little, and supervise their manufacturing part by part, and then assemble it after all the parts were manufactured.

Xiao Yiran also knew that it was impossible to succeed in trial production at one time. After repeated improvements, improvements, and improvements, it took three months to make the first Zhuge crossbow.

When Xiao Yiran and Liang Mu came to the training ground with the first Zhuge crossbow, handed it to Xiang Lin, loaded ten arrows, and after pulling the trigger, the ten arrows shot out together and pierced the straw man twenty paces away, the entire barracks was a sensation.

At this time, no one could have imagined the enormous power of this weapon. One Zhuge repeater is equivalent to ten soldiers shooting arrows at the same time. Although it is not as far as the usual bow and arrow, when dozens or even hundreds of people shoot together with a repeater crossbow at a dense enemy team, the lethality of a single bow and arrow is not comparable to that of a single bow and arrow.

"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Suddenly, the soldiers of the entire barracks cheered together.

This is something Xiao Yiran did not expect. It seems that when watching costume dramas before rebirth, shouting long live to the emperor should come from the heartfelt words of the ancients to those who revere them.

The cheers of the soldiers also drove the entire dragon clan, and in the deafening cheers, Xiao Yiran also felt a little fluttering. However, she was not complacent. Xiao Yiran knows that there is still a long way to go, and there will be all kinds of unknown difficulties. If you want to lead the dragon clan all the way, if you want to stand tall in this ancient era, you must make greater efforts.

After several improvements, the Zhuge repeater can finally be manufactured in large quantities. After forming a hook and sickle unit of 500 people, Xiao Yiran formed a crossbow unit of 300 people. Among the three hundred Zhuge crossbow troops, there were fifty cavalrymen. The purpose is to use these thirty cavalry to attack the opponent's position in future battles.

In the blink of an eye, it was August 15 of another year, and Xiao Xin, who was six and a half months old, had already begun to babble. And Xiao Ming is already more than six years old, and in the summer, he was sent to school by Xiao Yiran. Xiao Yue is also three years old and has been staying in kindergarten.

As the three children grew up, Xiao Yiran's thoughts about his parents and relatives before his rebirth were gradually diluted. Looking at the full moon in the sky again, Xiao Yiran was not as sad as last year. However, looking at the lively clansmen in front of him, Xiao Yiran still sang a song "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" for them.

Because of the ritual of worshiping the moon and worshiping the gods, it is held by the artificial pond in front of the palace, although there are no lotus roots planted in the pond, and naturally there are no lotus leaves. In the face of a full moon in the sky and a reflection in the water, this song is still very appropriate.

As for the meaning of the lyrics, for Xiao Yiran's clansmen, although it is far less difficult to understand than last year's song "When Will the Bright Moon Exist", it still seems a little more profound.

Cut a period of time to flow slowly

It flowed into the moonlight and rippled slightly

Play a song with a faint fragrance of small lotus

The beautiful sound of the piano fell right next to me

Fireflies light up the stars at night

Who added a garment of dreams for me?

Push open the heart window and look into the distance

Who plucked that one of yesterday's sorrows?

I am like a fish in your lotus pond

Just to wait for the white moonlight with you

After swimming through the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant

Waiting for you to be in the middle of the water

Fireflies light up the stars at night

Who added a garment of dreams for me?

Push open the heart window and look into the distance

Who plucked that one of yesterday's sorrows?

I am like a fish in your lotus pond

Just to wait for the white moonlight with you

After swimming through the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant

Waiting for you to be in the middle of the water

You were young at that time

and what you look like in the water

Still looking up

The sky is full of enchanting starlight

Who can walk into your heart

Pick a lotus

It's the fragrance of that night

Or the fragrance of your hair

Lotus pond, lotus pond

You sing slowly

Moonlight, moonlight

You listen slowly

Fish, fish

You swim slowly

Faint, faint, faint

A faint moonlight

I am like a fish in your lotus pond

Just to wait for the white moonlight with you

After swimming through the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant

Waiting for you to be in the middle of the water

I am like a fish in your lotus pond

Just to wait for the white moonlight with you

After swimming through the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant

Waiting for you to be in the middle of the water

Waiting for you to be in the middle of the water

Xiao Yiran's singing, sweet and sad, made the clansmen obsessed again. No one knows how he, the great emperor, could be so smart. Whether it is production, commanding troops, or even developing weapons and agricultural tools, etc., they can always do some unthinkable things. In the minds of all the clansmen, no one will doubt that the emperor is the reincarnation of the gods, and the emperor is the embodiment of the gods.

"Mom, Mom, I still have to listen."

"I'm going to hear it too."

At this time, only Xiao Ming and Xiao Yue could talk to Xiao Yiran like this, and even Xiao Xin in his arms waved his little hands and showed a happy look.

"Okay, I want to hear my mother sing, let's call my fathers when we return to the palace and sing together, okay?"

"Okay, okay, let every dad sing to me."

Xiao Yue's immature child's voice instantly reached the ears of the twenty-four guards, and the twenty-four people suddenly became a little embarrassed. Let them sing, not to mention their voices, they have never sung. Occasionally, humming twice, it's still a nursery rhyme from kindergarten.