"I'm not a descendant of the public loser, it's just a coincidence, and I've seen the remnants left by the public loser."

Zhao Tuo faced Lu Jun, didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly repeated the previous statement.

"The male loser is good at ingenuity, and even Zi Mozi often praises it. It's hateful that we don't have the opportunity to see the last words of our sons, otherwise we will benefit a lot. ”

Lu Jun regretted again and again, because Zhao Tuo said that those remnants had been lost in the war and did not know where they were.

Hearing the division commander praise the male loser, Zhao Ji, who was just over twenty years old, was not convinced, and he sneered: "Why should the master regret it, although the male loser is known as having superb skills, his siege deduction has not been defeated by Zi Mozi, and in my opinion, it is nothing more than that." As for the fact that this hundred generals said that they can build a device that can launch a hundred catties of boulders and conquer Jicheng, I think they must be talking big, if there is really such a thing, why has my Mojia classics never been recorded. ”

After speaking, Zhao Ji glared at Zhao Tuo, especially the crown on Zhao Tuo's head, which represented the title of not changing.

Before Zhao Tuo could speak, the black buttocks behind him were already furious.

He shouted, "Vertical mouth discharge! ”

"Since my hundred generals said that they can make it, that is, they can make it, if you don't understand, shut your mouth."

Zhao Tuo turned around and scolded: "Black buttocks, shut up." ”

"Oh."

The black buttocks bared their teeth at Zhao Ji, and the other party took a step back in fright, and then stopped talking.

Zhao Tuo apologized to the two ink masters and said: "The soldiers are from the countryside and don't understand the rules, please forgive me." ”

"It's okay, it's all caused by my disciple's nonsense."

Lu Jun had a very good attitude, and also educated his disciples: "The son has spoken falsely. My Mo family classics are loaded, the male loser has cut bamboo and wood for magpies, into and fly into the sky, three days down, this technique can be called a ghostly workmanship. You don't know that the heavens and the earth are high, how dare you be arrogant here. ”

Zhao Tuo nodded when he heard this, Lu Ban's craftsmanship was indeed superb. can make a wooden magpie that flies in the sky for three days without setting, and I don't know how to make it.

Therefore, when Zhao Tuo was looking for a reason for his invention before, the first thing that came to mind was Lu Ban.

Compared with Mozi's founding sect, a large number of disciples have been passed down.

Lu Ban is a pure craftsman, he is obsessed with invention and creation, and makes all kinds of good things, but no one knows whether he has left a legacy behind him.

No one can say clearly, which gives Zhao Tuo a chance to see the stitches.

"What the master said is that the boy knows his mistakes."

Although Zhao Ji was not angry, he still lowered his head and did not dare to argue anymore.

Only then did Lu Jun bow his hand to Zhao Tuo and said, "The disciple is talking nonsense, but it makes Zhao Baijiang laugh." Bai Jiang said that he had seen the public loss remnants on the throwing of a hundred catties of boulders, and the equipment that could conquer the fortified city, how to build it and ask the hundred generals for guidance. ”

At this point, Lu Jun stared at Zhao Tuo with fiery eyes.

As a descendant of Qin Mo, Lu Jun doesn't care about the dignity of the old and the young, all he desires is technology.

"Mr. Lu, don't worry, wait for me to take a look at the slinging equipment in the army first, and then think about it."

Zhao Tuo arched his hand and said.

Although Lu Jun was itching, but when Zhao Tuo said this, he couldn't ask any more, so he could only stretch out his hand and say, "Please." ”

The two ink masters led the way, but did not take Zhao Tuo into the depths of the craftsman camp, but walked in the direction facing the city wall.

Because the trebuchet of this era had a fatal flaw, that is, it was very cumbersome, and had to be erected in a fixed place, and it was difficult to move, so it was only found in front of the city wall, but not in the camp.

Today, if you don't return to the main attack of Dongying, there is a calm in front of the city wall, and Zhao Tuo soon saw the catapult of this era.

The trebuchet was not a mainstream equipment in the wars of the pre-Qin era, but was only used as an auxiliary during the siege of the city, and most of them were made temporarily, without certain specifications.

It was not until the Song Dynasty, after more than a thousand years of development, that this heavy weapon began to become a standing weapon of the army.

Therefore, the number of trebuchets made by the Qin army is not much, but they are only suppressed with firepower before the siege and intimidate the soldiers defending the city.

Zhao Tuo carefully observed and found that the trebuchet of this era was a shaft set horizontally on a wooden frame, and a long wooden pole with toughness passed through the middle of the shaft as the cannon rod of the trebuchet. A spoon-like leather (kē) was set at one end of the cannon rod, and dozens of ropes were tied at the other end of the cannon shaft.

When it was time to eject, the soldiers put the stones (cannonballs) into the leather holes, and then many people each pulled a rope, only to listen to the commander's order, the soldiers who pulled the ropes pulled hard together, using the principle of levers and centrifugal force to throw the shells in the leather shells to the target.

This trebuchet is a device that uses the principle of a lever to shoot a flying stone two hundred paces away, and once it hits a soldier, even the strongest armor cannot resist it.

But again, this weapon has significant flaws.

Because it is launched by manual pulling, it often requires a lot of manpower when it is necessary to fire heavy stone projectiles.

Even in the Song Dynasty, when the trebuchet was at its peak in later generations, if you want to throw a stone weighing 25 catties, you need hundreds of people to pull it, and if the weight of the stone increases, the manpower required will also increase significantly.

Moreover, because there are many operators of trebuchets, they often need dozens or hundreds of people, and it is difficult to effectively cooperate with each other, making it difficult for the thrown artillery shells to hit the target they want to attack.

As soon as there is a problem with accuracy, it makes this thing even more chicken, so it can only be used as a support in siege warfare, and cannot be used as a main beam.

After turning around several trebuchets, Zhao Tuo had a more intuitive understanding of this siege machine and became more and more confident.

Seeing the smile of the young general in front of him, Lu Jun couldn't help but ask: "Dare to ask what kind of equipment the hundred generals want to make, which can send out a hundred catties of boulders, is it because they want to increase the number of soldiers who pull the rope to achieve stronger strength?" ”

Zhao Ji, who had been patient for a long time, couldn't hold it back, he was young and vigorous, and said according to his master's words: "If you just increase the number of people to pull and launch a hundred catties of boulders, I'm afraid it won't take five hundred people." And the rope wood may not be able to hold up, even if it can really hold up, the weight of the stone can't shoot far, at most thirty steps is the longest distance, don't even think about conquering Jicheng. ”

Zhao Ji sneered, after all, what these hundred generals said was to break through the city wall of Jicheng.

Let's not talk about whether it can be made, even if it is made, how can the city be sieged at that distance?

In his eyes, this kind of thinking is like gibberish.

Just thinking about it makes it feel impossible.

Facing doubts, Zhao Tuo smiled slightly.

"Definitely."

"Not only will I not increase the number of soldiers, but I will also reduce the number of soldiers."

"Don't say five hundred. Just give me a hundred, it's too much. ”