Chapter 9: The Long Tassel (5)

"Here, the marshal is discussing military affairs with Wang Xuanhui!" Zhang Zhi, the captain of the personal guard who had just "escaped" from the tent of the Chinese army, responded with a trembling voice like a long-drought seedling looking forward to Ganlin.

"No need to be polite, come in, I can hear your voice from so far away!" Guo Wei shook his head at Wang Jun and smiled, and then shouted out the door.

Although Wang Jun was not happy, he was interrupted when he was discussing with Guo Wei about the future. But there was no way to stop Chai Rong from coming to see his adoptive father, so he could only bow his hand to Guo Wei with a smile, and then announce his farewell.

"Uncle Wang is also here, just right, I have a sharp weapon here, I bother you to help me with a little school!" Chai Rong walked in with a half-person-high wooden utensil, just met Wang Jun head-on, and hurriedly bowed down, smiling and staying.

"Don't look at it, please take care of yourself. Wang is a civil official and does not interfere in military affairs. Wang Jun was in no mood to waste any more time, shook his head, and quickened his pace with a smile.

Chai Rong had already become accustomed to his arrogance, and it was not surprising. He stopped in place very politely, first watched this person's figure out of the Chinese military tent, and then walked towards Guo Wei, smiled and put the wooden utensils in his hand on the handsome case, "Congratulations to my father, the army has not arrived in Bianliang, and I have another weapon on the way." ”

"What is this......? Is it Lian, repeater?" Guo Wei's gaze was immediately attracted, staring closely at the wooden vessel offered by Chai Rong, and his voice became a little hoarse because he was excited.

I saw that this thing is made of ash wood, sandalwood is the bow, iron is the head of the Dengzi gun, copper is the horse's face and teeth, and the deer tendon is the string. It is more than four feet two inches long and nearly two feet wide. In the center is a wooden plank with four grooves carved into it. Outside the end of the groove, a few numbers were gently scalded with a soldering iron, sixty, seventy, eighty, one hundred.

Based on experience, he could judge that the sacrifice of his adopted son should be a crossbow. However, even the lightest crossbow in the army was far heavier than what was in front of them, and could only be fired once at a time. The object in front of him, however, had four grooves of different depths, and it was obvious that four crossbow arrows could be filled into place at the same time.

"This is the Wuhou crossbow, which has been lost when the five chaos were in China. Ziming made it again in Cangzhou according to the words contained in the book!" I had long expected that my father-in-law would be happy to see the hunt, Chai Rong probed the crossbow string with his hand, and responded with a bit of ostentation, "You can place four crossbow arrows at a time, and then choose a single shot or four shots in unison." The maximum distance is 200 paces, and the effective range is about 60 to 120 steps. ”

"Where is the picture? But, can you let the craftsmen rush to make it?" There seemed to be a scene in front of him where his side was firing thousands of arrows at the enemy, Guo Wei stood up and continued to ask in a dumb voice.

"Here!" Chai Rong took half a step back, took out a whale skin bag with body temperature from his arms, and handed it to Guo Wei with both hands, along with the drawings inside. According to Ziming, the cost is more than 20 times that of the vermilion lacquer bow. But fortunately, the materials can be used directly, and there is no need to spend three years raising the materials like making a horn bow!"

"Good, good, good!" Guo Wei took the drawings and leather bag with both hands, and his snow-white beard trembled up and down on his chest.

Dry in winter and liquid in spring, treat tendons in summer, and combine three materials in autumn to make a qualified horn bow, which takes up to three years before and after. Although it can be raised in large quantities and rotated continuously, the time and effort spent on it is always a huge number, which is prohibitive for local feudal towns.

Therefore, since the fall of Li Tang, the horn bow used in the army has been inferior from generation to generation. At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the official vermilion lacquer bow has become a special treasure for generals, while ordinary archers mostly use mulberry bows to deal with, not to mention the small power, and the range and accuracy are also very troublesome.

Suddenly, there was a kind of repeating crossbow with a range of up to 200 paces, which could be fired in bursts, and could be made in large quantities, and Guo Wei, who was a half-born horse and knew the essentials of warfare, how could he not feel overjoyed? Although time and financial resources did not allow him to equip a large number of such objects to the army under his command in a short period of time, at least they made him feel that he was one step closer to the ideal of his youth, instead of going farther and farther away as he is now.

"In addition to the pattern of the repeater, there is also a thing in the bag, which is a hundred times more important than the pattern. The child didn't say it just now, but the father will know what it is when he sees it. Chai Rong smiled proudly and deliberately sold a pass.

"Oh?" Guo Wei was stunned again, and shook his head with a smile, "You kid, I'm afraid you won't surprise the old man enough." ”

These days, the adopted son has done everything possible to comfort himself, and he has engraved it in his heart. So even if what he sees next is not as far as Wuhou Lian's crossbow, he will try his best to make a picture of old and relieved. Without him, in the tragedy in Bianliang, Chai Rong's wife and three children were also killed by Liu Chengyou's minions. Now their father and son are both lonely and miserable, and they really depend on each other for their lives.

The leather bag was gently opened by his hand, and a stack of clearly marked patterns emerged from the inside. Each of the relevant parts is drawn in a neat manner, and the specific data and dimensions are written with a thin pen next to it, so as long as the leader of the craftsmen can read, he can surely build the repeater in perfect batches.

Beneath the pattern, there is another stack of pale cyan mulberry paper. It has been bound to look like a book, and it looks extremely exquisite. Guo Wei flipped through the pages with his hands, and when his eyes met the cover of the book, he was slightly stunned, "The training minutes?"

"Exactly!" Chai Rong nodded with a smile, "A few days ago, the child saw that his father was quite appreciative of the military appearance of the third brother's corporaries. He was asked to seize the time to write down his experience and the specific process of military training. Fortunately, he moved fast enough to finish the last section just before he started tomorrow. ”

"Okay, okay, before he set out for the battle, he presented two militaristic weapons to the old man one after another. His heart is commendable and commendable. The old man has never taken other people's things for nothing, this ......" Guo Wei felt more and more happy in his heart, and his fingers tapped on the table, weighing the praise.

In the troubled times, which martial artist who led the army did not have some unique skills? Taking these stunts from theirs was equivalent to figuring out their lifeline cover door, and in the worst case, they could also draw a scoop according to the gourd, so that they could not continue to dominate the world with this skill.

Therefore, just by virtue of the merit of sacrificing a crossbow, the position of a third-grade general cannot run. Coupled with a more precious copy of the "Minutes of Military Training", Zheng Ziming's Cangzhou defense envoy should also be raised by one or two levels. The defense is the Jiedu envoy, and Cangzhou was originally subordinate to the horizontal navy, above the horizontal navy......

Suddenly remembering Wang Jun's previous warning, Guo Wei's brows moved slightly, and his smile immediately became a little stiff, "The expedition is imminent, and it's too late to promote him." In this way, when this battle is over, the old man will definitely not treat him badly!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, between our three brothers, there is nothing to distinguish between each other!" Chai Rong was very familiar with his adoptive father Guo Wei's every move, and instinctively noticed that the other party's reaction was a little strange, smiled, and whispered relief, "Besides, when he was training the army, I told him that I fully supported him to build a new army according to his own ideas." And if you succeed, you can hand it over to your father to fully implement it. ”

"It was the beginning, now is the present, you will ...... in the future" Guo Wei instinctively wanted to remind his adopted son that the situation is completely different from the beginning. However, halfway through the words, looking at Chai Rong's pure face, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He sighed and swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach.

The grievances between yourself and **** are enough to torture yourself alone. Rong'er is still young, and the future is still very long.

"It's Uncle Wang, what nonsense did I talk to you about here just now!" Chai Rong's heart also ached slightly in an instant, smiled, and said in a low voice, "This guy with rat eyes is pitch black in his heart, and he can't tolerate a little light in other people's eyes." ”

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