It is a beautiful crossbow, a blue crossbow with the unique charm of steel, a beautiful one, and a bowstring that is more than three feet long, slightly thicker than an ordinary bowstring. The crossbow arm and crossbow machine are also made of stainless steel, which is delicate and solid, with the crossbow mounted horizontally at the front of the crossbow arm and the crossbow machine mounted at the rear of the crossbow arm. At the front of the crossbow arm is a stirrup-shaped ring, which is clearly a stretching crossbow. On parts such as crossbows, crossbow arms and crossbow machines, a row of numbers can be seen indicating the date and batch of production - from which it is possible to find out which craftsman and on what day it was made.

Zhang Huan played carefully for a while, tried to pull the bowstring, and then pulled down the Wangshan with the lever: "Not bad!" Six-stone? ”

"Well," Zhao Wenhua looked at the crossbow with pity—this was his heart and soul treasure, "the bow body is four feet two inches long, the bowstring is three feet three inches long, the crossbow arrow square head iron feather is eight inches long, two hundred steps away can enter the elm four inches, and within a hundred steps can penetrate heavy armor." After using the lever, the pull force is reduced to a quarter of the original force, even if you don't use your feet, you can use it with both hands. Because the whole body is made of stainless steel, it can withstand stronger strength, so after careful design, the overall weight does not rise but falls, only 33 catties. The firing speed is extremely fast, and without aiming, the fastest can shoot 30 arrows per minute, and generally speaking, the firing rate is about 12 arrows per minute......"

Speaking of this crossbow, Zhao Wenhua immediately gushed endlessly, and talked straight for a long time.

It is worth mentioning that Zhao Wenhua said that the ground is divided. It is not the same as that of later generations, but Zhang Han stipulated it for the convenience of calculation. The Great Han Kingdom divided the day into 12 hours, and divided each hour into 8 quarters, considering the future production of clocks, Zhang Han divided the quarter of an hour into 10 minutes, and a minute is logically divided into 80 seconds, that is, an hour is 80 minutes, 6,400 seconds. So. A minute is equal to one and a half minutes in the Hereafter, and a second is one-eighth longer than a second in the Hereafter.

In other words, in one minute in the Hereafter, you can shoot eight arrows.

"Oh, isn't that about the same as a bow and arrow?"

Zhang Huan asked with a smile.

"No, it's still a little slower than a bow and arrow......"

Zhao Wenhua's words are not so much modest. It's better to show off.

Stretching out his hand to cross the crossbow, Zhao Wenhua bent over, his left hand naturally swept through his waist, took a crossbow arrow in his hand, held the crossbow arm, stretched his foot into the tread ring, stepped firmly, and his right hand reached to the handle of the lever, and he didn't see his strength, "click". With a soft sound, Wangshan was pulled back. The teeth rise and the hook is brought up. Buckle the bowstring, pull it apart, straighten up, hold the crossbow up, and place the crossbow arrow in the arrow with your left hand......

What do you mean? Look, Zhang Huan looked at it from the side, Zhao Wenhua just bent down and straightened his waist for such a short time. The crossbow is ready. Zhang couldn't help but be interested, so fast. It's not much slower than a bow and arrow.

"The speed of fire is not comparable to that of a bow and arrow, but archery uses the power of the fingers, and if you can't shoot a few arrows, you will be tired, and you can shoot thirty or fifty arrows, and still maintain a steady rate, only a handful, very few. And that's a big difference......"

Zhao Wenhua took off the crossbow arrow and showed the lever to Zhang Huan, the front of the lever was a cylindrical strong, usually placed in a groove, just enough to accommodate human hands.

"The grip of this hand is much stronger than the pull of the fingers, and in my battalion, there are all six-stone crossbows, even if you shoot a hundred and ten arrows, you can completely maintain stability......"

"Not bad! Not bad! Looks like I'm going to hurry up too......"

This batch of Zhangzhang is the latest product of the small workshop, and it has been trial-produced for 2,000, so I will try it out in the army first to see how it is actually used. Zhang got a thousand. Now that it is easy to use, Zhang naturally wants to strive to change the clothes of his subordinates first, and he can't make a contribution in vain.

Zhang Huan was thinking about what to say when he went back, and he was praising Zhao Wenhua in his mouth, and he couldn't help but pay attention at his feet. "Horn" sounded, and he almost slipped, but fortunately, Zhao Wenhua was quick with his hands and feet and helped him. Only then did Zhang notice that he had stepped on a pool of coagulated blood.

"General, be careful! When the battlefield is cleaned, it's not too late for you to come back and see it......"

"It's okay! It's not easy for you to fight this battle, how can you rest assured if I don't come up to take a look? ”

While speaking, the two of them had already come to the mound that Zhao Wenhua held on to yesterday. Zhang Huan lowered his head, many soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, and in the distance was a group of prisoners digging a pit under surveillance, and all the dead would be buried. However, everything has just begun, and the dense corpses are still scattered on the battlefield, and a faint fishy stench permeates the land. Zhang Huan didn't care at all, they were all fighting men, where was there so much to pay attention to. Yesterday the dead horses were transported back to the camp to improve the food for the soldiers, and I didn't see who couldn't eat them.

In the sea of corpses and blood, Zhang Huan noticed that the new soil was scattered and loose, starting from the middle of the mound and spreading densely until the front.

"Gongsun Chan is really unlucky......"

"Yes, I didn't expect that Gongsun Chan would give so much time......"

Zhao Wenhua was very proud in his heart.

If yesterday as soon as they set up a formation, Gongsun Chan would have commanded the army to rush up, and yesterday's casualties would have been great. Without strong-fortified barracks, or spearmen in dense formations, infantry was definitely no match for cavalry in close combat. However, on the battlefield, there is no assumption, Gongsun Chan made the wrong choice, and he can only be blamed for his bad luck.

Life is endless, and digging pits is endless. Digging a pit is a great undertaking and the best choice for infantry against cavalry. The semi-circular special military iron, similar to the Luoyang shovel, is a shovel down, and then lifted, a small pit a foot deep is completed. After lifting the soil, a slight pause will cover the pothole. The first people to board this camp were brought out by Zhang Huan from the Lu State, and after at least three years of training, they were filled with a considerable number of ethnology graduates. In a moment, Zhao Wenhua was able to fill the potholes within fifty steps. What's more, Gongsun Chan also gave them full time to prepare. In this land, the faster the horse runs, the faster it dies, without exception.

The morning sun was shining on his body, warm, Zhang Huan couldn't help but show a smile, I don't know what the expression of the lord will be when he receives the battle report. Zhang Yao thought for a moment:

"Let's go, accompany me to see the wounded soldiers......"

The disposal of the prisoners, the captured materials, the cavalry pursued to Youzhou, and then sent reinforcement troops and organized logistics supplies...... There are still a lot of things going on today, and Zhang Huan can't spend all his time here.

PS: Khan! Look at it like this, I'm going to change it to midnight update birds......

Plus, there's half a chapter, so let's read it tomorrow!

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