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Chapter 781

Chu Qing on the top of the city was a little bored.

It feels very boring to watch batch after batch of cool people dying.

If there are tens of thousands of people, no, even thousands of people, no, no, no, a thousand people, a thousand people can go up together. The problem is that there are only a hundred or so people, pushing up the ladder and climbing forward slowly.

Chu Qing was very boring, very boring.

Looking at the ladder, he was bored and had already begun to study this bulky guy.

In fact, a long time ago, Chu Qing always thought that climbing ladders, city siege ladders, and various ladders were just ladders. He finally set them up on the top of the city, but the soldiers guarding the city shouted "Fuck you, uncle!"

, and then he was kicked down by the ladder, and all the dozen or so people on the ladder fell flat on their backs.

In fact, a ladder is a ladder, a siege ladder is a siege ladder, and a climbing ladder is a climbing ladder. They are not the same model.

Let's take the climbing ladder used by Liang Rong. The bottom is a chassis, which is more than two meters long and one meter wide. There are three rows of six windlasses. There are six logs hanging out from the side of the chassis. Four people can stand side by side behind it.

Twelve people stood side by side, and sixteen people worked together to push forward.

Above the chassis, there are three floors, like stairs, with guardrails.

But today Liangrong is using a low-end version without a guard plate, and the city gate is a bit U-shaped, so there are no blind spots to hide in.

Just like this kind of climbing ladder, once it is put on the city wall, let alone kicking it, even with your brain, you can't push it open. The ancients were not that stupid. In the film and television works, they just got a broken ladder and started to attack the city. And the real history

It doesn't matter, it has something to do with the crew's funding.

So Chu Qing was very surprised. Three climbing ladders were pushed all the way, and he was exhausted.

Not to mention how hard it was to push it all the way, Chu Qing couldn't understand the wood.

The grassland is not without trees, there are some, but there are very few, and the wood of these trees simply cannot meet the conditions for making a ladder.

Changxian was also surprised by this. He raised his head and asked, "Master Chu, where did Liang Rong find the log?"

"I don't know." Chu Qing scratched his forehead: "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. The three elements for tree growth are smoking, drinking, and scalding... No, it's water, soil, and sunlight. On the grassland, light is no problem, but water is not.

The grasslands and deserts are next to each other, and the average annual precipitation in the temperate grasslands is only 200 to 400... Anyway, you don’t understand. The general meaning is that the grasslands are semi-arid areas, and logically there are no trees.”

Chu Qing turned to look at Fu San: "Third brother, are there any trees on the grassland?"

"No, but the north side of the grassland is close to the snow-capped mountains. It is said that there are many trees there. They are covered with ice and snow all year round. The Liangrong wood should be cut down from there."

Changxian interjected: "Then it will take a long time to push it all the way. I will be exhausted, and I have to assemble such a large ladder."

“It’s not tiring to assemble, nor is it tiring to push it, but it’s tiring to cut wood.”

Standing at the city gate, Chu Qing was extremely bored and called Tian Hailong over.

"Send someone to Xiguan to get it for Haagen-Dazs."

"Haagen-Dazs?"

"Adidas, no, it's Alleghenda. I got it for the Second Prince of the Prairie."

Originally, Chu Qing remembered the name Allegenda, but then a man with big ears and Tutu appeared, and he was still taking off his clothes with some big prince Nezha, which made Chu Qing confused.

"What are you bringing him for?"

"I don't know. You can bring it first and then talk about it."

Tian Hailong hesitated: "Although this person is a prisoner, his identity is extraordinary. Do you want to report it to Marshal Ma?"

"My Brother Mo captured this person. What does it have to do with Lao Ma? Just do it as you are told. Hurry up."

"Okay, I will go in person."

In fact, no one cares much about prisoners. If you can ask for information, ask for it. If you can't ask, you will die immediately.

If you don't have enough food for your own people, who would want to raise a prisoner of war?

Moreover, the border troops were not only poor, but also ruthless. If they captured prisoners of war, even nobles, they would never negotiate terms with Liang Rong or would directly kill them if they asked for ransom.

After Tian Hailong got off the city wall, he rode away with a few soldiers. Chu Qing continued to look at the ladder in boredom, which seemed to have moved a few meters but didn't seem to move at all.

The archers on the wall were still firing arrows.

Chu Qing was really disappointed, so disappointed.

He thought war was the kind in which thousands of people died every minute, the kind that made one look terrified and then immediately excited, the kind that made one want to mount a horse with a sword and rush towards the enemy, the kind that was heroic and disregarded life and death.

Heroic, tragic.

But in fact, it was just dozens of iron hanhans, who pushed the ladder with a squeaking sound, and then let the border troops shoot. After the frontier soldiers finished shooting, the iron hanhans ran over and pushed forward with a squeaking sound.

Chu Qing wished he could hang the whole rope on the ladder and pull it over directly.

Suddenly, Chu Qing remembered something and looked at Xiao Yi beside him: "By the way, when Liang Rong attacked the border in the past, if they didn't defeat them, would they push back the climbing ladder?"

Xiao Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "Of course not. If we can't defeat it and withdraw our troops back to the grassland, who will push back such heavy weapons? If the troops are small, the border troops will take the initiative to pursue them."

"Oh, that's it."

Chu Qing thought about it and felt that film and television works, novels and the like were too lacking in details.

It was just a big scene of filming, with tens of thousands of people fighting each other shirtless, and it didn't say whether they would take them back via the ladder after the fight, or sell them to the city defenders at a second-hand price.

"By the way, go get a cross."

"cross?"

"One is long and the other is short. The long one is taller than a person, and the short one can fix the two big arms. It must be fixed well. Then find a few strong men, the kind with long muscles all over the body. Hurry up.

I'll find some ropes later when I can use them."

Xiao Yi didn't know why, but he went ahead and did it anyway.

Chu Qing finally understood why some wars lasted for several months, because they were not fought all the time. It might be like going to work, fighting for eight hours a day. After the war was over, it was time to set up camp, it was time to eat, and it was time to sleep.

Continue to fight until midnight.

Chu Qing looked at Fu San: "When you were in the frontier army, when you fought with Liang Rong, were you so slow?"

"How could that be possible?" Fu San glanced at Ma Rujing in the distance and deliberately raised his voice: "When I was young and joined the army, the senior... generals of the border army were all brave men. Although they were defending the city, they were

It also depends on the number of enemies. If you weigh one or two, they will often take the initiative to kill them individually. Let's talk about the small serving wolf-catching army. They drop the gate of the city gate, the cavalry rushes out, the left and right wings disperse, and they fight guerrillas on the outside to cut off the opponent.

How could it be as slow as it is now to get food and grass, or to rush to the enemy's rear?"

Chu Qing laughed and asked loudly: "Then why are you so lazy now?"

"I don't know. I heard that it has become slow since last year. It's so strange."

Ma Rujing turned his head, blowing his beard angrily and staring.

Chu Qing showed a big smile to Ma Rujing, very sunny and innocent.

In fact, it wasn't Chu Qingxian's pain in his balls that aroused his old horse.

But just now Chu Qing heard that Ma Rujing and Liu Wang said to adopt a passive defensive posture and just waste it like this. When Liang Ren leaves, it will be settled.

Chu Qing didn't understand battle formations, but he knew that the generals in Beijing said that the current border commander Ma Rujing was good at defense but not at attack.

But the border army is a sharp sword. Relying on defense will never solve the crisis at the border. If you want to completely solve this problem, relying on defense will not work. If you always guard it like this and guard it cautiously, the sword of the border army will be able to solve the crisis.

It will slowly dull and no longer be sharp.

How can a sword that is not sharp be able to completely eradicate Liang Rong's troubles for the country?

Feng Luo, the Supreme Emperor, and Huang Laosi all thought about going deep into the grassland to completely wipe out Liang Rong's roots. These three people failed to do it. Chu Qing asked himself that he couldn't do it either, but he didn't want to let those who couldn't do the same

Ma Rujing made the sharp sword of the border army more and more blunt.


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