Zhang Ji was lying on the bed, looking at the sunlight shining in the window in a daze, he wanted to catch it with his hand, but his right sleeve was empty. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Is he awake?" A voice came from outside the door.

"I've been sober for days."

"How's it going?"

"I can eat and sleep, but I don't say a word."

"Open the door."

Zhang Ji saw that familiar smiling face walking in, he will never forget, the smiling face said to him, "There will be a good show in a while", and then he saw that the imperial city emitted dazzling light, followed by a sound like shaking mountains......

"It's a pity that there are no such good medical conditions now, otherwise your right arm would still be connected." Wang Mai looked at Zhang Ji who was lying on the bed like a walking corpse and said.

Zhang Ji tilted his head to look at him, and then turned his head to look at the sunlight shining in the window.

As long as there is a reaction, Wang Mai sat at the head of his bed with a low stool: "How about we talk for a while?" ”

"You are the Tang Army, I am General Zheng Guo, what do you have to say?" Zhang Ji finally spoke.

"Identities aside, I think we all have one thing in common, what do you say?"

"Everyone has to die, everyone has to die, if you are smart, you shouldn't take care of the burdens in the city, giving food to useless wasters like us is just a waste ......"

"Ants are still greedy for life, if you don't want to live, why do you come to me?"

"So what? I don't want to die, you don't want to die, Wang Shichong doesn't want to die even more, after all, he can't get rid of his fate. ”

"Hey......

"What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at us for being too stupid...... Wang Mai looked at him, "Do you know that it's rude to lie on the bed and talk to others?" ”

"Haha......" Zhang Ji struggled to get up with one hand on the head of the bed, "You say, where are we all stupid?" ”

"I've been thinking about how to open a city gate, and you say, what are we going to do?"

"Don't dream," Zhang Ji shook his head, "Every city gate has an urn city, even if you break through a layer of city gates, with the people with wooden sticks under your hands, there will be no place to die when you reach the urn city." ”

"That's why I said I was stupid, since I knew that the city gate was not easy to fight, but I wanted to hit the city gate these days." Wang Mai said self-deprecatingly.

"If you don't hit the city gate, are you going to fight the palace?" After Zhang Ji finished speaking, he seemed to understand something, and looked at Wang Mai incredulously, "You really want to fight the palace?" ”

Wang Mai nodded seriously: "The families of the generals defending the city are all in the imperial city, so they are forced to fight to the death." As long as we take the imperial city, kill Wang Shichong, and control the families of the generals in the imperial city, even if it is Wang Shiyun, Wang Shiwei and other Wang family members who defend the city, they will have no skills to return to heaven at that time. ”

"Hahaha......" Zhang Ji couldn't breathe with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Do you think the Imperial City is easier to fight than the city gates?"

Wang Mai thought about it carefully: "That's right, I think the imperial city is much easier to fight than the city gate." ”

"Are you really stupid or fake stupid?" Zhang Ji scolded viciously, "There are three thousand defenders in the imperial city alone, relying on Luoshui to garrison, I'm afraid your people won't even be able to get close to the city gate and they will all die outside." ”

"I heard that when Wang Shichong carried out a coup d'état before, you made a great contribution because you helped him enter the imperial city, so you were promoted to the general of Eagle Yanglang?" Wang Mai asked.

"Not bad." Zhang Ji frowned, "You want to attack with the help of my familiarity with the topography of the Imperial City?" But how do you deal with those garrisons? ”

"Follow me." Wang Mai stood up and waved at him.

Zhang Ji hesitated slightly, then followed him out of the door, all the way to the outside of the courtyard, Wang Mai waved at him in the carriage at the door.

Seeing Zhang Ji struggling to climb up with one hand, Liu Da stretched out his hand to help him, but was stopped by Wang Mai: "In the future, he will have one hand, let him slowly adapt to this kind of life." ”

Zhang Ji got into the car with difficulty, and let out a long breath, but now he was sweating because of the actions that were easy to do in the past, but the expression on his face was very satisfied: "You are right, the ants are still stealing, as long as you can solve the problem of how to enter the imperial city, I can guarantee to take you to kill Wang Shichong." ”

The carriage drove all the way north, and Zhang Ji poked his head out of the window curiously: "Why is your carriage so stable?" ”

"Give!" Wang Mai took out a coil spring from his sleeve and threw it at him.

Zhang Ji took the spring and pinched the ends of the spring with his left hand, his face full of surprise: "This ......"

"Do you know how Zhu Cang died?" Wang Mai asked.

"Zhu Cang also died at your hands?" Zhang Ji thought about it for a while and understood, "I always thought it was done by someone in the army, but I forgot that your wine shop raised a lot of dead soldiers, but you have no grievances with him, why do you want to kill him?" ”

"No grievances?" Wang Mai shook his head, "My son was captured by him, and if someone kills a beast, will he reason with it?" ”

"Zhu Cang is indeed to blame, if you don't kill him, someone else will kill him sooner or later." Zhang Ji said.

Wang Mai told him about the situation that day, and then took out his catapult: "...... That's what I used to kill those two people. ”

Zhang Ji leaned back and smiled when he heard the whole thing: "If Wang Shichong can reuse you, why is this." ”

"Then he won't be Wang Shichong," Wang Mai looked out the window, "It's here, get out of the car." ”

The north and south cities were separated by Luoshui, and there was a long embankment on the south bank of Luoshui, where the military camp of the rebels was located, and it was here where the carriage stopped.

The two jumped out of the carriage, Fugui greeted him from afar, and he looked at Zhang Ji beside Wang Mai: "Brother Mai, this person ......"

Wang Mai waved his hand: "Now that he and we are all the way, how are you practicing?" ”

"You're already quite proficient......" Fugui introduced him to the situation in the camp as he led the two into the camp.

The camp is actually a school field, there is no camp tent, and the weather is still cold, so these people live in the camp tent and are prone to illness, so they are all arranged in the nearest house.

The soldiers on the road saluted when they saw Wang Mai's arrival, and the three of them walked all the way, and soon arrived at the site of the last test firing of artillery.

"What is this?" Zhang Ji asked, looking at the one-person-high wooden frames lined up by the river.

"It's called a torsion spring ballista." Wang Mai said. In his previous life, he was a fan of strategy games, needless to say the romance of the Three Kingdoms, the ballistas in "Age of Empires" have also been specifically checked on the Internet, so I have a general understanding of its structure.

As soon as Zhang Jiyi heard the word "crossbow", he noticed that there was a crossbow string that was not long behind the wooden frame, and when he walked over to see it, the two sections of the crossbow string were tightly tied to the two hardwoods, and the other end of the hardwood was a twisted ball of linen and leather rope.

"Demonstrate." Wang Mai patted the soldier on the right side of the ballista and said.

"Good!" The little soldier who was patted on the shoulder suddenly felt a little lighter on his body, I heard that Mr. Wang had a good temper, and he treated both the soldiers and the generals equally, but I didn't expect it to be the case.

The little soldier on the other side looked at his companion enviously, and said in his heart that this kid was really lucky.

"Wind up." The commander gave the order, and the two creeps on one side, desperately shaking the handle on the wooden wheel on the back side of the ballista, and after a while, the crossbow string was full, and then the soldier on the right picked up a fake bullet on the ground and put it in the leather magazine on the crossbow string.

"Put!"

The "hum" crossbow string trembled, and when he looked up, a large splash of water splashed in the Luoshui in the distance.

Zhang Ji's face was full of horror: "The range of this crossbow machine ......"

"A dozen pounds of shells can shoot five hundred paces away," Wang Mai proudly reported the number, "and the accuracy can be controlled within ten paces." "The accuracy of the ballista can be improved after training, but there is not so much time to train the artillery right now.

"It's an artifact!" Zhang Ji circled the ballista several times, and touched the bowstring of the ballista with his hand.

"Ordinary crossbow arrows rely on the elasticity of the bow and strings to exert power, so if you want to shoot farther, you need better wood and larger specifications, but this kind of ballista relies on the torque of the fur, so it does not need to be particularly large." Wang Mai explained.

"But with so much force, why is it so easy to wind?" Zhang Ji asked, looking at the rockers on both sides of the ballista.

"I don't think we're here to talk about learning today, are we?" Wang Mai smiled.

In fact, this question is not impossible to say, but how to explain to him that the pulley is a deformation lever may take half a day, not to mention the problem of the coordination of the ratchet and the pulley.

"But I think it's so well made, I'm afraid it's not going to be able to be used in large quantities." Zhang Ji voiced the last concern.

Not only can this thing not be used in large quantities, even if all the craftsmen in the city are mobilized, only a dozen or so units have been made, and half of them have broken in the process of use, and now these units are still durable.

"Do you remember that scene in the palace?" Wang Mai asked.

"Do you want to ......" Zhang Ji's eyes widened, he would never forget the thunderous sound until he died.

Wang Mai nodded: "The ballista is used to shoot that thing into the opponent's tent." ”

The bed crossbow and the ballista are probably the supreme kings of the cold weapon era, and the advantages and disadvantages of the two weapons have their own merits, and Wang Mai can't tell who is good and who is bad. The bed crossbow has higher requirements for the material of the crossbow body, and requires more operators, and the structure of the ballista is more complicated, but flexible and labor-saving.

But at present, this situation is undoubtedly a better ballista, it needs to operate relatively simply, the shooting accuracy is high, the shooting angle can be adjusted, and the movement is also more convenient, and the four wheels installed under the gun carriage plus the rolling bearing made by Wang Mai can be pushed by two people.

The gunpowder bullet weighed only about ten catties, with a layer of copper shell on the outside, and a lot of iron pieces added to it, as long as this thing could explode in the crowd, the power should still be considerable, and Wang Mai did not seek to kill the enemy, as long as it could make the opponent lose its combat effectiveness.

"Good!" After listening to Wang Mai's explanation, Zhang Ji turned to look in the direction of the imperial city and smiled, "I'm afraid Wang Shichong will be folded in the hands of you this time." ”