Daqin Engineers

The cymbal is pale, and the white dew is frost.

The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Recalling from it, the road is hindered and long.

Traveling back and forth from it, you are in the middle of the water.

……(Note 1)

Soldiers of Zhao Jun stood on the top of the city and sang the Qin folk song.

The simple and vigorous singing followed the autumn wind into the Qin Army barracks stationed outside.

Before the bonfire, all the soldiers of the Qin Army bowed their heads thoughtfully.

No wonder they are so depressed.

Before March, hundreds of thousands of troops of the Qin Army were divided into the south and the north to attack Zhao.

Wang Jian on the north road drove straight into Handan, while Yang Duanhe on the south road stopped at the Zhangfu Great Wall and was unable to advance.

The Qin army in front of him was the Hanoi soldier led by Yang Duanhe.

They have been attacking the city for several months, they have long been exhausted and morale is low.

At this time, Zhao Jun played Shi Xun and sang Qin Ge with his heart attacking strategy, which immediately evoked the homesickness of the Qin army generals.

At the corner of the barracks, Shen Bing stared at the wooden sign in his hand called "Yi" in a daze.

This thing is the ID card of this era, and the small print on it contains the identification information briefly. Shen Bing hopes to learn about his predecessor through it.

Nanzheng Fengyaoli is the home address.

The big man means an adult man, and the soldier is the name.

The craftsmanship is consistent with his own profession, and Shen Bing studied machinery.

Then there is height...I go, isn't it seven feet six inches tall than two meters?

Uh, it seems that the ancient ruler is different from the modern ruler.

Shen Bing reads a lot of online novels, especially the original version of the starting point. Of course, this pediatric problem does not trouble him.

However, handsome in only three seconds...

Fuck?What the hell is Cao Shi?!

Shen Bing hesitated, and finally couldn't help but curiously asked the Xun around him:

"Master, what is a warrior?"

Xun is the master of Shen Bing.

Qin State has always used old craftsmen to bring new craftsmen, so as to ensure the quality and standard of military equipment.

Shen Bing was no exception, so he got a cheap master as soon as he came into this world.

After looking at the soldier, he secretly said not good, but he hurt his head, I'm afraid I can't remember anything.

But this is also expected. At first, he didn't even remember that he was a master, so what could he expect to remember?

Xun shook his head helplessly.

If it were before, he would have cursed.

But anyway, he was trying to save his own injury, and it seemed a bit unkind to lose his temper like before.

So Xun suppressed the bad breath that had already reached his throat.

"A soldier is a gunner, otherwise what do you think we do?" Xun replied impatiently.

Shen Bing was so surprised that he could put an apple in his mouth.

"Cannon? We have a cannon?"

He raised his head to the side of the tent in an angry manner.

Shen Bing looked in that direction, and then he understood.

It was a trebuchet, and the ancients called it a "cannon".(Note 2)

This is good news. The trebuchet is just shooting stone bullets in the direction of the enemy far away.

Although it is also dangerous, it is much better than infantry fighting the enemy with swords, guns, swords and shields.

However, when Shen Bing walked in front of the catapult called "Cannon", the excitement just now cooled down.

Nima is actually called a gun?

Shen Bing looked in the direction of Xun with an incredible expression.

Xun seemed unwilling to waste too much time on Shen Bing. He pretended not to see Shen Bing's inquiring eyes, and drank millet porridge for himself.

The thing placed in front of Shen Bing's eyes is nothing but a one-person-high tripod with a rotating lever on it.

They call this a gun?

Actually brought it to the battlefield?

Still use it to siege the city?

...

Seeing this on the other side, he frowned.

After thinking about it, Xun Jiang threw away the wooden bowl in his hand and said to Cang beside him:

"Teach you brother, otherwise tomorrow's siege will not cause any trouble!"

"Yes, Master!" Cang Ying got up and patted his butt.

Cang followed for only a year.

Compared with a soldier who has only learned the fur after two and a half years, Cang has almost learned the master's craftsmanship in just one year.

This makes Cang very proud, so he always likes to show off in front of soldiers.

Following this order can be regarded as being in his arms.

Cang triumphantly stepped on the catwalk to the soldier who looked like a hillbilly entering the city, puffed up his chest with his hands on his back, and said "huh".

"Brother, please see, this cannon was made by me and others!"

"In wartime, you only need to install the stone bullet into the leather nest, and everyone will pull the front cannon cord together, and the gun tip will shoot the stone bullet a hundred steps away!"

"This cannon can fire 30 catties of stone bullets. Wherever the stone bullets go, they will be destroyed, wiped out, and turned into powder..."

There is a black line on Shen Bing's forehead.

"A hundred steps away?"

"Thirty catties?"

"Destroy the rotten ashes into smoke?"

...

Cang did not see the helplessness and disdain on Shen Bing's face, he only said that Shen Bing was surprised by the power of this gun, don't boast with complacency.

"Awesome!"

"This is only a light gun that can be operated by 30 people. There are also heavy guns controlled by a hundred people! Even more powerful are the super heavy guns controlled by 300 people..."

Hearing this, Shen Bing understood that the artillery of this era of feelings, no matter how big or small, was drawn with human power.

So far behind!

Don't they know the whole weight?

Shen Bing looked around and found a few scattered wheels and a hatchet, so he had an idea.

"Junior Brother, come and help!" Shen Bing beckoned towards Cang.

"Good!" Cang happily responded.

Cang was very satisfied with the preaching in front of Shen Bing, and he unconsciously followed Shen Bing in his hand while continuing to explain:

"These wheels are used for larger gun carts!"

"After installing the wheels, you can quickly advance to the position!"

"There are also those stone bullets, they can be placed on the gun cart and move forward together!"

...

Shen Bing also didn't say anything, silently hung up the counterweight and installed the winch for the trebuchet.

The counterweight uses a basket of stone bullets, which is tied to the front end of the lever with hemp rope.

The winch is a wheel, and it can be used barely if it is fixed on a tripod with wooden nails and twine.

Since they were all ready-made parts, Shen Bing just installed them in the right place, so it didn't take long.

Finally, take a "T"-shaped wooden strip as a trigger.

However, a new type of trebuchet with a winch was in front of him in the time of a stick of incense.

Cang didn't seem to find out what Shen Bing was doing until then. He looked at it carefully and then suddenly laughed.

"Senior brother is really stupid, how can there be such a tossing gun cart?"

Shen Bing didn't reply, only grabbed a wheel and raised his head towards Cang.

"The other side of you!"

Cang was a little puzzled, but he still grasped the other wheel and turned it clockwise as he sunk the soldiers.

Then a magical scene appeared.

The wheel and axle rolled up the rope round and round, and the high-pitched tip of the catapult was pressed down a little bit until it was parallel to the ground and stuck on the trigger.

Shen Bing took a stone bullet and put it firmly into the leather socket.

"Junior Brother stand a little away!"

Cang took a few steps back in astonishment, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" At this moment, Xiu walked up. He obviously heard the movement and came to see the situation.

"Master!" Shen Bing walked away proudly: "Tui'er improved the catapult!"

After looking at the catapult, he scolded without thinking:

"Naughty!"

"These wheels are placed under the gun carriage, how can they be mounted above?"

"There is still a rope tied to the axle?"

Shen Bing explained: "That's a winch, you can lift a heavy weight with less force!"

But of course Xun would not take Shen Bing's words to heart, so he continued:

"And those stone bullets, who told you to hang it on the tip of the gun?!"

"Hanging so high, who can get it?"

"Is it possible to make a ladder?"

Shen Bing replied: "That's a counterweight. You don't have to use stone bullets. You can use stones or sand!"

Xun still didn't listen, maybe it was impossible for him.

"We have used artillery in this way for hundreds of years.

"And just use these things for both of you?"

"Are you thinking too simple?!"

After finishing, he glared at Cang:

"You all know that brother's brain is not bright, you don't look at it!"

Cang looked aggrieved.

"I only practice hands with Dao Brothers, so how can I think of..."

Xun interrupted Cang's words and ordered:

"It will be demolished now!"

"Don't tell others to see the joke!"

"If you let the supervisor know that you will be punished!"

...

"Yes!" Cang Wu dared to object, and immediately picked up the hatchet when he answered.

Shen Bing didn't speak, and kicked the trigger with one kick.

Hearing the "crunch" of the trebuchet, the gun tip suddenly lifted up and fired the stone bullet.

"Oh ho!" Shen Bing yelled with excitement, clenching his fists with both hands and pushing his hips forward three times.

"Yeah!"

When Xun and Cangli watched from the side, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

What's the situation with Nima?

The trebuchet, which originally required thirty people to control, just got this fool with just one kick?

Moreover, the stone bullet has flown far, at least two hundred steps.

This range has doubled, doubled!

Is that human being?It's a monster!

When the two were shocked, the stone bullet had crossed an arc and landed.

With the sound of destruction, I heard someone shouting angrily in the dark:

"Who threw the firecracker?!"

After hearing the sound, he woke up like a needle.

"No, I hit the handsome account!"