Daqin Engineers

Unlike Cang, Fatty Tun is not interested in carpentry skills, but in arithmetic and physics.

The reason why Fatty Tun was incorporated into the artillery was not because he was good at carpentry, but because he was good at art.

The general artillery needed wood, stone, and how many trebuchets he could produce.

It is said that this is a skill that Fatty Tun learned from his father's Business Society since childhood.

This is exactly what Shen Bing wanted.

Because if Fatty Tun is interested in woodworking skills, Shen Bing can't teach it.

Taking advantage of his spare time, Fatty Tun took a folding stool and sat next to Shen Bing, took out a sheepskin from his arms and asked carefully:

"master."

"I understand the rest of the weird symbols you drew."

"It's just this circle... I really don't know what it means."

"Please also enlighten me from the master."

Shen Bing glanced at the sheepskin and couldn't help but "Huh".

That was the draft Shen Bing used to calculate on the ground whether the catapult could throw the sack bomb into the city.

I don't want to be copied by this fat man without missing a word.

Another thing that surprised Shen Bing was... this guy actually said that he already understood these numbers?

Although it is not difficult to understand these Arabic numerals, the drafts are arranged like ghosts, and it is not easy to use calculations to reverse them.

"Do you really understand?" Shen Bing did not answer the question.

Fatty touched his head a little awkwardly and replied:

"The disciple saw that the master was busy, so he didn't dare to ask more."

"I guessed this picture for a few nights."

"Guess and guess, thinking that this vertical should be one, and the curved one should be two."

"And this should be three..."

This surprised Shen Bing secretly:

Yes, I guessed everything from one to nine. It seems that some work has been done.

After speaking one by one, Fatty asked with uncertain eyes:

"master."

"I wonder if the disciple's guess is right or wrong?"

Shen Bing nodded in affirmation.

Fatty became excited at once, and then asked:

"But why not see ten?"

"In the beginning, I said that this circle was ten, but if it was ten, the calculation would be wrong."

"Also, what do these symbols mean?"

...

Fatty is talking about arithmetic symbols.

He had guessed "addition, subtraction and multiplication" from the changes in numbers, but he couldn't understand division.

It is no wonder that in this era, addition, subtraction, and multiplication are more common.

The unearthed Qin Dynasty cultural relic is a fairly complete table of nine-nine multiplication formulas, which is more than 600 years earlier than in the West.

It's just that the division of this era is relatively simple, such as "two halves and one", "four halves and two".

And the dividend is too big, plus there is abdication and remainder, this fat man can't guess it.

So Shen Bing explained the so-called "circle" (0) to Fatty Tun, and then talked about the four algorithms of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

I don't want this fat man to just talk about it all at once.

As he listened, he nodded in shock and said:

"That's it!"

"Actually... can that be counted?"

"It is indeed possible, the result is not bad!"

...

After some calculations, Fatty Tun said excitedly:

"This algorithm is much more convenient than the algorithm I waited for."

"Not only is the accuracy and speed much faster."

"Thank you Master for teaching!"

After speaking, he gave Shen Bing a big gift excitedly.

This may be nothing to Shen Bing, it is just basic knowledge in modern times.

But it opened a door to Fatty Tun, a new computing world.

From then on, it seemed difficult for others to make calculations, and Fatty Tun could easily solve it with just a few drafts.

These are small things.

Qin Miezhao's final battle could continue to be played like this.

After all, the battle has been decided, and the Qin army only needs to wait a few months, and it will be over when the food in Handan is finished.

But some people don't want to play like this.

In the Xianyang Palace, Qin Wang Yingzheng walked around anxiously in the palace, and the civil and military officials did not dare to say a word.

Before Li Mu died, Ying Zheng had not been so impatient.

Because at that time the destruction of Zhao was still unknown, and judging from the battlefield situation, most of it was just as before.

But now that Li Mu is dead 200,000 and the Qin army has surrounded Handan heavily, and Ying Zheng can't sit still immediately.

If there is one of the six countries that Yingzheng wants to destroy, it is definitely the Kingdom of Zhao.

This is not because of the important strategic position of the State of Zhao, nor is it because Zhao Jun and Qin Jun have a higher combat power.

What's more important is that Zhao Guo is humiliation, stain, and torture to Yingzheng.

Yingzheng can't wait to erase it from the map, just like erasing the unbearable past.

Now that Zhao Zhao is near, how can Yingzheng agree to let Wang Jian take his time?

After walking for a while, Ying Zheng suddenly stopped and asked sharply:

"Li Mu is dead, Zhao's morale is low, this is a good time to destroy Zhao! Why didn't Wang Jian attack?"

"Could it be that you are old and you have more than enough energy but not enough energy?"

Li Si replied on his knees:

"The King."

"Although Zhao Jun's morale is low, Handan is good at fighting."

"Strikes will only increase casualties if they lose their troops."

"The best policy is to besiege and not attack. I only have to wait for Handan's food to run out..."

As long as you are a discerning person, you know that "siege without attacking" is the correct approach at this time.

In particular, Zhao Guo had experienced earthquakes and droughts before, and the shortage of food in Handan City could not last long.

But Ying Zheng is even ready to build the Zhao Palace...

Ying Zheng has a hobby: "Whenever you break a prince, write about his palace."

That is, every time a country is destroyed, the palace emperor Xianyang builds the palace of that country.

And he couldn't wait for Zhao Guo the most, how could he hear these words.

Ying Zheng waved his hand to interrupt Li Si, saying:

"Fear of change."

"How can I know if Chu, Wei and other countries will send troops to help!"

This worry is justified.

Because this happened before:

Zhao Guo was killed four hundred thousand in the battle of Changping, and the Qin army was about to destroy Zhao by winning the pursuit.

However, the Mausoleum of Wei Guoxin came to save Zhao by stealing a charm to relieve Zhao's danger.

The current situation is similar to that at the time, and it is difficult to guarantee that any country that understands the truth of "the death of the lips and the teeth of the cold" will lead troops to help.

However, this is actually just an excuse for Ying Zheng.

Now and then.

Now that it is not easy to say that the national strength of the other countries is declining and self-protection is not easy, how can we save Zhao?

And Zhao Guo also survived in name with Li Mu's death, even if he wanted to save it, he couldn't save it.

But Li Si didn't say anything, because he knew that Yingzheng was determined, and it was useless to say more.

Sure enough, Ying Zheng ordered the next moment:

"Come on!"

"Eight hundred miles in a hurry!"

"When Wang Jian received the letter, he would storm Handan and he must not violate the order."

The messenger led away in response.

It's not over yet, Ying Zheng is still fidgeting in the bedroom after retiring.

Whether sitting or lying down, Handan’s past scenes will flash in my mind.

In the end, Yingzheng couldn't bear the torture, so he ordered Zhao Gao who was standing by and waiting:

"Be prepared!"

"The widow should go to Handan in person!"