Wang Zhou had already left the shore, but Zhao Zheng's face was still bloodless, still gasping for breath. It seemed that the angry shouts of the Chu soldiers 'kill the King of Qin, kill the King of Qin' were still ringing in their ears, and the assassin Jing Ke appeared behind him again, raising his sword and chasing wildly.

He was afraid, but beyond fear was anger. He hated the Chu country, the Chu people, and Xiong Jing more and more.

The world has been in turmoil for hundreds of years, and only Great Qin can end all wars and give peace to the head of Qian. The state of Chu was obviously weakened, but it was regained because of Xiongjing. The restoration of the Chu State made it impossible for the Qin State to sweep the six countries and the whole day, which was Xiong Jing's sin. He prevented the unity of the world, and he was the sinner of the whole world. And now, this sinner has led his army into Guanzhong, and he wants to kill himself......

On the fourth floor of Wang Zhou, Zhao Zheng, who was pale, looked at the three-headed phoenix flag fluttering in the wind on the Bailu Plateau, his eyes became more and more fierce, and his fists became tighter and tighter. He has always been kind to people, and it is rare for him to hate a person so much and want to kill someone. Zhao Ying, Chang Yu, and Jing Ke, these three people all have a deep personal enmity with him, but he and Xiong Jing are hated because of their official duties and hatred.

"Shoot King Jing." He commanded. At this time, the west bank of Bashui was full of scattered Qin soldiers, and the Chu army of ten divisions was divided into one pawn and one pawn, holding a spear to chase and kill. Unlike the 50,000 elite soldiers in the Guanzhong under Zhao Cheng's command, these are all the old and weak in the Guanzhong, and some of them even have only a wooden pestle more than a foot long. He screamed, begged for mercy, and screamed, but the courtiers who could not bear to see him did not hear him.

"The widow wants to shoot King Jing!!" Zhao Zheng bit and drank, and the courtiers came back to their senses.

"King, King Jing is ...... on the plateau, and he can't use the crossbow." The whole flag of Changqi is red, the sun, moon and stars are embroidered with black silk, but the three-headed phoenix flag is all snow-white, and it seems that it is not so impossible to highlight the colorful of the immortal phoenix. The courtiers all saw the banner, and they could vaguely see King Jing surrounded by people and riding on a dragon horse. It's a pity that King Jing is two miles away.

"Why not?" Zhao Zheng's expression was a little cold, "My lord once said that a strong crossbow can reach seven hundred steps. [note 13]

"Respectfully obey the order!" Lang Zhong ordered Zhao Qiben to stand outside, and when he heard that the king was going to shoot King Jing, he gladly accepted the order.

Whether it's a thorn crossbow or a strong crossbow, it's actually a ballista. The difference is that because the cow tendon is limited, and of course because it is sufficient, the Chu army's Jing crossbow is only a medium-sized ballista, with a range of up to four or five hundred meters; The state of Qin begged for a crossbow but could not, so Aristotle IV went to Qin and brought a ballista and two craftsmen who made the ballista.

At this time, Shaofu Yan Wuyi, Ye Tunnel and other Mojia craftsmen knew that the Jing crossbow did not rely on elastic force, but on the torque of the cow tendon, which was the reason why the Jing crossbow could not be imitated. Unlike the Bouncy Crossbow, a Torsion Crossbow such as the Thorn Crossbow can increase the amount of tendon to increase torque, and it does not require a carefully selected and highly fragile arm.

After a few months of imitation, Shaofu has already manufactured a batch of strong crossbows. In order to fight against the witchcraft of the Chu army, these strong crossbows had a longer range than the Jing crossbows. Because he was worried about the lack of range, Shaofu deliberately made several giant ballistas, the giant ballistas had not yet been assembled, and they had to hear that the Jing people pulled out the Wuguan, so they were hurriedly assembled, and two of them were moved to the Wang Zhou that Zhao Zheng was riding.

Zhao Zheng wanted to shoot King Jing, and Lang Zhong, who got the order, ordered Zhao Qi to run down to the third floor immediately. On the third floor, except for the stairs up and down and the narrow passage under the female wall, the rest of the space is all placed with the two giant crossbows. After the king's order was given, more than twenty crossbowmen began to turn the winch of the crossbow tail of the giant crossbow. Unlike the medium-sized strong crossbow that directly rotates the winch, the giant strong crossbow needs to put a six-foot iron rod on the wooden handle on both sides of the winch, and more than a dozen people pull it at the same time to pull the bow arm deep into the cow tendon strip, so that the carriage hooked with the crossbow string on the crossbow goes down one tooth by one, and the whole crossbow frame is suddenly tightened.

The arrows fired by the giant ballista can be shot up to a thousand meters away because the cow tendons in the crossbow racks on both sides are large enough and dense enough. It's just that so much beef tendon makes it extremely difficult to wind. As it turned out, the six-foot-long iron rod was nowhere near enough to wind it quickly.

When the car is suspended, the sunset has already set, and the sunset on the horizon is gone. Only where heaven and earth meet, there is a faint red light, and the reason why you can still see things is because the atmosphere scatters sunlight. Although Zhao Zheng didn't know how to shadow the morning and dusk, he knew that it was going to be dark soon. Once it gets dark, King Jing standing on the White Deer Plateau can't shoot him.

"When can I shoot, twilight." Zhao Gao observed his words and knew Zhao Zheng's anxiety.

"The king, it is not winded." Lang Zhong made Zhao Qi even more anxious, but the crossbow force was too heavy, and the crossbow pawn could not be wound for a while.

"It's going to be dusk, when can I shoot?" Zhao Gao turned over and over these two sentences.

"Minister!" Zhao Qi was forced by him to have no choice, and he couldn't wait to wind it himself.

The crossbowmen in the cabin were sweating profusely, and they were still turning the winch of the crossbow tail with their iron rods, and the carriage that had slid down the teeth was less than half the distance. Seeing this, Zhao Qi was even more anxious, and he said loudly: "The sky is falling at dusk, when can I shoot?" When can I? ”

Zhao Qi was anxious, just as anxious as he watched the crossbowman turn the winch. It has taken at least a moment to wind up to now, and it will take at least a moment to get the string full. "General, the crossbow shoots seven hundred steps, and the strings are heavy. Or will there be no law......"

As he spoke, the crossbowman's eyes were already looking at the two Bai Di craftsmen standing outside. This was one of the craftsmen that Lord Bai Di brought into Xianyang, and it was under their guidance that Shaofu made a strong crossbow.

It was estimated that it would take three quarters of an hour to wind, which was nearly half an hour. With such a firing speed, the two armies can only fire one arrow against each other, and the crossbow general is very suspicious of the two Bai Di craftsmen hiding secrets.

"Where is the half-man?" Zhao Qi asked.

"General, the villain doesn't know." Zhao Qi's question crossbow will not be able to answer. In fact, he was also distressed that he couldn't understand the words with Bai Di Craftsman, otherwise he would have asked the question of winding up a long time ago.

More than two dozen crossbowmen struggled to wind up, and Bai Di craftsmen either watched outside, or walked around the crossbow body to beat, and it was not surprising that the slowness of winding was not surprising. In fact, giant ballistas are already slow to wind, and the longer the range, the lower the energy utilization rate and the heavier the torque. Three quarters of an hour's winding time is a normal time.

Because of the language barrier, even if Bai Di craftsman was right in front of him, Zhao Qi was speechless and couldn't ask how to wind it quickly. Instead, the crossbowman thought of a solution, and he replaced the exhausted crossbowmen and brought in some armed armor from the outdoor women's wall. The palace warriors were all elite soldiers, almost eight feet tall, and they turned their winches much faster than the winches turned by crossbowmen.

Seeing that the carriage was getting closer and closer to the tail of the crossbow, Zhao Qi ordered the crossbow general to open the window, "The king has an order, shoot King Jing!" ”

Carrying the strongest crossbow onto Wang Zhou was Zhao Zheng's order. The cabin could hold two giant crossbows, but there was no shooting window, so I hurriedly opened two shooting windows, and only then did I realize that the shooting window was not open enough and high enough. The worst thing is that the sky is dark, and King Jing can no longer see clearly, only the colorful phoenix flutters fiercely on the plateau.

"How should this be?" The crossbow general couldn't see who was the king of Jing clearly, and could only see the three-headed phoenix flag fluttering in the wind.

"Shoot!" Zhao Qi didn't know what to do, but if he didn't shoot again, he wouldn't be able to see anything clearly.

"Shoot!" The crossbowman gives orders to the crossbowmen at his side. Under everyone's gaze, the crossbowman pulled the carriage that hooked the crossbow string, and the protruding teeth suddenly retracted, and the crossbow string that broke the air made a short 'buzz' sound, followed by a loud sound of the crossbow arm hitting the crossbow frame.

No one saw how the crossbow arrows were shot, and Zhao Qi, who was holding Lu Lijing, didn't see where the crossbow arrows went.

"General......" The crossbow general looked confused, like Zhao Qi, he only heard the sound of crossbow arrows being fired, but he didn't know where the crossbow arrows went. With a range of 700 paces, no one knows how to aim at it.

"Shoot again!" Zhao Qi couldn't care about it so much, he just followed the king's order and shot King Jing.

"Shoot ——!" The crossbow will shout again. There was another loud 'bang', and the two crossbow arms bounced back on the crossbow, and the crossbow was shaken. Zhao Qi, who no longer looked into the distance with Lu Li's mirror, finally saw a black shadow flash, flew out of the cabin and disappeared. God, it's already dark.

"Your lord, the general of the public ...... said" Zhuang Wudi was reporting to Xiong Jing the results of the rock drilling of the Rim Chuan Road, and he shouted on the hill to kill, and he suddenly heard something 'whirring' flying in front of him. It was dusk, and he couldn't see anything.

Xiong Jing, who was not far from him, also felt that something seemed to be flying rapidly in front of him - it was summer, there were already many mosquitoes, and after the sun set, swarms of bats flew on the plateau. Perhaps, it was a bat that had no way to fly, so it flew in front of him and Zhuang Wudi.

"So, our army still needs to wait two more hours before they can march to the Orange Road?" Xiong Jing asked.

Previously, Xiong Jing had been standing on the edge of the plateau, taking advantage of the precious time before dark to look at the Qin army on the east bank of the Bashui River. He had to admit that the Qin army was strictly disciplined, and if the Chu army suffered such a blow, the divisions would definitely be in a mess. Not because of panic, but because the divisions had to rush across the water to rescue friendly troops.

The Qin army on the west bank of Bashui was swept away by the Chu army, and the Qin army on the other bank completely ignored it, and only some military officials gathered the Qin army that swam through Bashui on the bank of Bashui. Under their command, the panicked soldiers quickly lined up in a line, and then entered the camp in an orderly manner.

He couldn't help but think of Xun Kuang's description of the Qin people: 'The people are simple, their vocal music is not dirty, their clothes are not picky, they are very afraid of being obedient, and the ancient people are also. 'The obedient Qin people, the rebellious Chu people, I really don't know what the two armies will be like in a few days from a large-scale battle head-on?

"Yes, yes." Zhuang Wudi didn't know what Xiong Jing was thinking before, and he knew the importance of the Rim River Road exploding as soon as possible. There are only 100,000 Qin troops on the west bank of Bashui, and the Chu army must not stop advancing for a moment, otherwise it will be drowned in the sea of 400,000 Qin troops.