Chapter 565: The Contest (Medium)
"Come, bring out the wine. Ren Baqian shouted to the guards behind him.
Nowadays, the results of dyeing cloth can be seen more than the trial eye, which is naturally the second item.
Hearing Ren Baqian's words, the empress's spirit was lifted, and she has been thinking about this wine since that day. Unfortunately, there was only a little wine left, and she had to control herself from thinking about it. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to let go of my hand, and I will drink it directly, and Ren Baqian will definitely lose when the time comes.
Then a guard brought out three one-pound glass wine bottles, through which you could see the swaying amber liquor.
The empress glanced at Ren Baqian, and there didn't seem to be any of these left that day.
In fact, the jar that day was only ten catties, and the empress only had more than one catty left, but fortunately, there were still some liquor in the still, and two catties were made.
"Lord Ren, can the grass people taste it?" Zhang Junzheng said as he looked at the wine bottle that Ren Baqian had brought to him. He had already given up this time, and now he only wanted to know what kind of taste Ren Baqian's wine was, and how much stronger it could be than the Zhang family's wine.
Ren Baqian asked people to pour a bowl of about two taels for Zhang Junzheng, and the amber wine poured out of the bottle and exuded an extremely strong aroma, even everyone behind the empress could smell it, and there was immediately a sound of swallowing saliva.
Tong Zhenye and Qin Chuan's eyes were straight.
After Zhang Junzheng took it, he first closed his eyes and sniffed deeply, and then took a small sip, the entrance was mellow and pleasant, and a sweet aroma ignited his taste buds along the tip of his tongue, and then he felt that his throat and stomach were on fire, and the flame faded for a long time, and the slightest cool air soothed the place where his throat had just been burned, and it was immediately refreshing.
"Zhang, bow down. We lost this second game!" Zhang Junzheng closed his eyes and thought about it for a long time before he opened his eyes and said, this wine alone is no longer necessary.
Although he was surprised by losing two games in a row, he was most concerned about the third game.
He was confident that he would definitely win the third game.
The torsion springs used in Izumo Province's repeating ballista were all made by the Zhang family, and he believed that even if someone got the Zhang family's springs, they would not be able to make them.
You must know that there are several unknown materials added to the steel used to make springs, and even if others know what these materials are, it is not possible to study the ratio in a short time, not to mention that there is also a method of quenching.
"What a place to live, take out the things. ”
With Zhang Junzheng's words, Zhang He Qi took out a tray from the courtyard, on which were placed two torsion springs of the same size, each the size of a fist.
In addition to this, there is a shelf made of wood and metal.
"His Majesty Emperor Dayao, Lord Ren, and all my lords, this is the most important achievement of my Zhang family, Spring. The repeating crossbow made of springs is a hundred times better than the Great Xia Divine Crossbow Battalion. And this spring is the heart of it, if the spring does not meet the requirements, the power of this repeater will be greatly reduced. Zhang Junzheng was not affected by the first two defeats in the slightest, and confidently introduced.
He believed that this thing would definitely impress the empress.
"Lord Ren, I don't know if you made this spring?" Zhang Junzheng hugged his fists and smiled.
"It's done...... it's done," Ren Baqian said. However, the size is somewhat different from Zhang Junzheng's. And the shelf that Zhang Junzheng took out was obviously a simple crossbow machine that tested the tension and elasticity of the torsion spring, but the size of his spring was not right, which was something he had missed before.
"It doesn't matter, this crossbow machine can change the size, no matter what the size of Lord Ren's spring is, my Zhang family has a way. Zhang Junzheng immediately smiled after hearing what Ren Baqian said.
"That's fine. Ren Baqian clapped his hands, and immediately a guard came out with a bag, and as soon as the mouth of the bag fell to the ground, he heard a clanging sound, and a bunch of springs appeared on the ground...... From the size of the tail finger to the size of an ordinary person's fist, to the size of the fist of the ancient people, there are everything, at least hundreds.
And there are not only single-strand torsion springs, but also double-strand torsion springs, and various torsion springs......
This pile of springs was poured to the ground like a pile of garbage, and everyone in the Zhang family was immediately dumbfounded.
"Impossible......" Zhang Junzheng stared at the pile of springs on the ground and opened his mouth and almost screamed, he suddenly had an illusion, it seems that springs, the secret of the Zhang family, have actually been rotten for a long time, and only the Zhang family was kept in the dark.
Not only him, but even the craftsmen in the east courtyard who were looking at the situation here also let out a burst of exclamation, and then several dark-skinned craftsmen in their forties and fifties quickly rushed from the courtyard to the pile of springs and quickly began to check, exclaiming as they went: "This is impossible, how can it be so much? How can it be so small, and there is such elasticity?"
"You see, this is a double-strand, it turns out that you can still do this, if you do it too finely, the tension and elasticity are not enough, but in this way double or multiple strands can be solved!"
"This combination of multiple strands can reduce the volume of the spring a bit. ”
After several craftsmen exclaimed, they quickly sat down on the ground and began to discuss.
Seeing the performance of these craftsmen, Zhang Junzheng's heart was in a trance.
Ren Baqian looked at Zhang Junzheng with a smile, in fact, in his opinion, this thing has indeed been rotten on the street for a long time, and it can be seen almost anywhere, clocks, cars, doors, locks, ...... Only the Zhang family still holds it as a treasure.
"Is it better than that?" Ren Baqian looked kind.
"Than ......" Zhang Junzheng squeezed out a word from between his teeth.
Then a craftsman first mounted the spring of the Zhang family on the crossbow machine, and then mounted a short arrow. Then the guards smashed down the wall, and there was an empty space between the two courtyards. Then the crossbow machine was put aside, and on the other side, a hundred paces away, a three-layer wooden target was placed.
This was followed by a test, with a rocker arm next to the crossbow that could twist the torsion spring.
Shoot an arrow at six and nine laps, one of which pierces one wooden target in six laps and two wooden targets in nine laps, and penetrates deep into the third layer of wooden targets.
Shaking nine times is the limit of what the Zhang family can do, and the bow and crossbow shot out penetrates the leather armor at a distance of two hundred steps on the flat ground, and the range is twice as far as the Great Xia Divine Crossbow Battalion, which can definitely be said to be a sharp weapon at present.
Even the dignitaries of the DPRK and the Central Committee looked at them in surprise when they saw this performance.
Hongwu, Xi Wanya and others had solemn expressions, and they had heard from the Northeast Protector of the Protectorate of the Northeast Prefecture that they had said that Yunguo now has a crossbow cart with a range of two hundred paces and shoots a hundred crossbow arrows at a time.
I didn't expect this ballista to be made by this Zhang family.
However, the people of this Zhang family said that the core of this ballista is this spring, and the spring ...... Everyone looked at the pile of springs piled up on the ground of Ren 8,000, and they didn't know why, they just wanted to laugh, very funny.