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Chapter 52: Pity the hearts of parents in the world

Although he didn't know Chen Ying, Ge Tong knew his clan's elder Zhao Boying. Seeing Zhao Boying following Chen Ying and wrongly positioned on his lower shoulder, it was obvious that Chen Ying's identity was higher than Zhao Boying. In Ge Tong's eyes, his family's elder Zhao Boying was already an extraordinary figure. Zhao Boying served as the magistrate of Shanyang County when he was young. At least he could not offend him.

Ge Tong is a craftsman for generations and has good skills. Of course, he has a bad temper. If Chen Ying said that, if it were his ordinary people, Ge Tong would definitely let him go as far as he could. However, since he saw that Chen Ying's identity was good and he was slamming Chen Ying, he would definitely be just a matter of being with him.

Ge Tong bowed to Chen Ying and asked softly: "I don't know what kind of cannons are you going to build? It's not that I'm a little old man. I, Ge Tong, have been a craftsman for generations, and I can do it from a single-shot cannon to the largest thirteen-shot cannon."

Since China invented the catapult in the Western Zhou Dynasty, it has used manpower to pull the tips (cannon tips) on the crossbar in places far away from the catapult. This situation has not changed for more than two thousand years. It was not until the Mongolian invaded the Song Dynasty and brought the counterweight catapult to Xiangyang for the first time that the traditional Chinese catapult slowly withdrew from the stage of history.

Of course, traditional human stone throwing machines have extremely low power utilization. For example, the seven-shot gun requires 250 people to pull at the same time to eject the stone bullet. However, in actual operation, it is almost difficult for these 250 people to be in a consistent pace and work together.

However, although the principle of counterweight trenchers is the same as that of traditional Chinese trenchers, they adopt the principle of leverage, but they contain heavy objects at one end and stone bullets to be fired at the other end. Before launching, one end of the ammunition must be pulled down with a winch or pulley or directly with manpower. The other end of the attached heavy objects also rises at this time. After putting the stone bullet, release or cut off the rope to let one end of the heavy object fall, and the stone bullet is also thrown out as the situation.

Compared with traditional human stone throwers, this counterweight stone thrower has the obvious advantages of fewer operators, high efficiency and greater power.

Although Chen Ying did not have the intention to attack Yanmen Pass, it does not mean that he did not want to take this opportunity to cultivate the Dingyuan Army's siege combat capabilities. In the next period of time, he is likely to be transferred back to Guanzhong or Central Plains by Li Yuan to participate in the battle against Wang Shichong.

Fighting with Wang Shichong is completely different from being with the Turks. Fighting with the Turks is often in field battles. Who is fighting with the horse is fast and sharp? However, fighting with Wang Shichong requires consideration of vertical factors, and more often he participates in the city attack and defense city. Wang Shichong has more than 100 cities in the Central Plains. If he does not have strong attack ability, it is not a joke to think of gaining military achievements.

When Chen Ying heard Ge Tong say that he could make a trencher, he was overjoyed: "It's better, come here, prepare paper and pen for me, and I'll draw a drawing for you..."

Ge Tong waved his hand and said, "It's so good for the nobles to learn that the little old man has been craftsmen for generations. From the smallest single-shot stone cannon to the largest thirteen-shot stone cannon, the size of all kinds of cannons is in the little old man's head. You just need to tell the little old man that you need to build a few cannons!"

Chen Ying smiled faintly and said, "I am not building an ordinary trencher, but building a brand new trencher. This trencher can shoot larger stone bullets farther and have greater power!"

Ge Tong asked in confusion: "Is there any such catapult?"

Chen Ying said: "Of course there is!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Boying's eyes turned and a wink at a young man with beautiful eyes behind him. The man nodded understandingly. He turned around and left. After a while, the young man was panting with a knife of sesame paper and a thin wolf-tip pen. Chen Ying reached out to take the paper and pen. The young man was very tactful and knelt on the ground, using his back as a table.

Chen Ying was not pretentious. In this era, he did not write like later generations. Without tables, he could not write, let alone draw pictures.

Zhao Boying poured some into the inkstone and grind it gently.

After Chen Ying picked up his pen and filled the ink, he began to draw the drawings of the counterweight trencher on the paper according to his memory.

Just as Chen Ying gently outlined the general graphics of the counterweight trencher, Ge Tong's face showed an ecstatic expression. Old Master Ge Tong, whose hair and beard were white, looked at Chen Ying with strange eyes, admiration, shock, absurd... and a lot of things.

Chen Ying looked at Ge Tong with a hot and dangerous look. At this time, Ge Tong's eyes looked like a thousand-year-old virgin, who saw the best beauty. Suddenly, Chen Ying thought to himself a possibility, and Chen Ying secretly thought: "Is this old boy an old glass?"

After a long time, Ge Tong's breathing became rapid and an excited flush appeared on his face. Chen Ying subconsciously pressed his hand to the hilt of the knife. If this old glass dared to do anything wrong, Chen Ying would not mind killing people.

"Neither, you are such a genius!" Ge Tong's expression made people misunderstand that he had the tendency to bear the mountain. At this time, Ge Tong said excitedly: "The young man asked himself that he had been manufacturing the sealed weapons for decades, and no matter what kind of weapons in the world, he could be considered proficient. Although the catapult drawn by the noble man only changed slightly, this design... is simply unheard of..."

"As for it!" Chen Ying smiled disapprovingly. Unfortunately, he really didn't know how gunpowder was made, otherwise it would have shocked them to the ground.

However, although only changes are made on a small scale, the advantages of the counterweight trench are very obvious. Under the efforts of using the moving pulley set to save labor, even if there are 10,000 kilograms of counterweights, one person can easily pull it up. In this way, the counterweight trench can control the operator to less than ten people. The same space can save manpower and assemble more trenchers.

Ge Tong: "The little old man promised to make this catapult in one day, no, two hours."

As he said that, Ge Tong picked up the drawings and ran to the distance in three steps. As a craftsman for generations, Ge Tong could see the advantages of Chen Ying's drawings at a glance. Of course, it would take a certain amount of time to turn from the pattern on the drawings to the real thing.

In fact, weapons have been developing continuously. In terms of crossbows, there are crossbows in the Warring States Period, including Dahuang in the Han Dynasty, Yuanrong in the Three Kingdoms, and the crossbows in the foot, and Wanjun in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Each generation is more exquisite and sharper than the next; in terms of armor, the leather armor in the pre-Qin period, the zigzag armor in the Han Dynasty, the scale armor in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the Mingguang in the Tang Dynasty, each generation is more solid and heavy than the next.

Despite this, the ancient production and manufacturing process was too backward, and the production cost of each set of armor was quite high, and it was still acceptable to equip some of the army. However, the financial resources of the entire army were not something that ordinary people could afford.

Chen Ying looked at Zhao Boying and opened his mouth to speak, especially his old face covered with gullies, and his wrinkles became deeper at this time.

Smile: "What's wrong with Mr. Zhao, but it's okay to say it."

Zhao Boyan stretched out his hand and pointed, the young man who was the table for Chen Ying just now said, "General, this is the dog son Zhao Haoxin. The dog son is very knowledgeable about literature and works. If the general sees him, let him follow the general and serve his side."
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