A wooden tray that was huge enough for more than a dozen people to stand on it contained countless rolling stone balls. The stone balls rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound. Looking around, there were at least two hundred stone balls in the tray.
Not to mention, just the weight of these stone balls is enough to surprise people at the endurance of this wooden disk, let alone the fact that it keeps spinning.
What kind of power can bring such a heavy wooden disk to grinding over and over again? This question lingers in everyone's mind.
Wei Ba turned a blind eye and went around a long way to bring these people to the workshop. He also deliberately asked people to play music in order to conceal the source of the power. The more mysterious it is, the more breathtaking it is.
Seeing these heavy wooden disks rotating, but not knowing what is driving them, it is mysterious enough to show their "Tao skills", which makes them amazed and as if they are gods.
Judging from the looks in the eyes of these powerful people in Guanzhong and the followers of Tianshi Dao, it was obvious that he had achieved his goal.
Wei Ba deliberately said in a calm tone: "Each plate has more than three hundred stone balls. One stone ball weighs thirty kilograms, which is about seventy-five stones. A wooden plate like this weighs in total...
..." He turned his head and asked Zhao Sudao: "By the way, Mr. Zhao, how many wooden trays do we have now?"
Zhao Su said seriously: "As of today, there are a total of 152, which can produce more than 15,000 stone bombs every day. Considering that the war is coming, the woodworkers are stepping up their production, and they can probably add 20 more every day."
wooden plate.”
Wei Ba sunk his face in displeasure: "Why is it so slow? Let them speed up and add another hundred in three days. Nearly 10,000 stone bombs were used today, and another thirty will be added tomorrow.
If the Thunderbolt car fails to keep up with the schedule, how many days can it be sustained with just those reserves?"
Zhao Su said nervously: "Please feel free to join the army. I will ask Mu Zuo to speed up the progress immediately. I will definitely be able to catch up with the dosage and guarantee that it will not affect the war."
"Well, I know everyone has worked hard, but before the war, we must not take it lightly." Wei Ba softened his expression, scolded Zhao Su for a few words, then turned to Xiahou Mao and said: "The governor is laughing, these people,
You don’t have much knowledge, you are proud and complacent with some achievements, and you don’t seek to make progress.”
Xiahou Mao was in embarrassment. The powerful men in Guanzhong behind him also had pale faces, as if they were sick. Fifteen thousand of these stone bullets were produced in a day? Oh my God, Wei Ba was going to use these stone bullets to destroy Jianzhang.
Will the floor of the palace be re-paved? Or, are these stone bullets not just prepared for Jianzhang Palace?
Wei Ba saw the nervousness of the powerful men and was happy in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He continued to walk forward, casually explaining a few words as he walked, allowing them to witness with their own eyes how stones turned into stone.
Ball. This problem is not complicated. It is similar to making glutinous rice balls. However, these glutinous rice balls are huge in size, so it takes a lot of time to rotate and rub against each other before they can be formed. If you use human power, this is simply impossible.
The task is to use inexhaustible water power to push it and process it day and night. Three days is enough for a stone to finally take shape.
The more relaxed he became, the more shocked Xiahou Mao and others were. At this moment, their doubts about how many days the stone bullet could last were out of the sky. Even if Wei Ba's words were discounted, it was expected that the Jianzhang Palace would be smashed.
As for their fortress, they believe that as long as today's scene is smashed for one day, no matter what kind of fortress, it will be smashed to pieces. Even if the city wall can be saved, the houses within the city wall will be reduced to rubble.
It was as if there was a stone bullet in their hearts, so heavy that even their steps became sluggish.
After visiting the stone bullet workshop, Wei Ba took them to visit the knife workshop and arrow workshop. In the knife workshop, Wei Ba picked up a newly completed ring knife and handed it to Xiahou Mao with both hands: "Captain, try the edge of the knife?"
Xia Houmao hesitated for a moment and took the knife. A blacksmith next to him took two iron bars and placed them on the iron bar.
And Duan. Wei Ba laughed and said, "Commander, you are not ruthless enough."
Xia Houmao's face turned red, and he forced himself to laugh twice. Wei Ba pointed at Jin Xu again: "Jin Jun, do you want to try?"
Jin Xu did not refuse, stepped forward to take the knife, and swung it hard, causing the two iron bars to break at the same time.
Wei Ba laughed: "Jin Jun still has some strength."
Jin Xu smiled, touched the blade with his fingertips, and examined the blade carefully. He was surprised to find that there was not even a scratch on the blade. "Wei Canjun, do all your subordinates use such swords?
"
"Of course." Wei Ba said calmly: "If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your weapons. The sharper the weapons in your hands are, the more chances you have to survive when fighting. In this regard, I will spare no effort.
of."
"Joining the army is really a clever and unpredictable thing." Ma An rarely interjected: "If five thousand people are equipped with such swords, even novices can break through the Jianzhang Palace and annihilate all the soldiers in it.
"
Wei Ba glanced at Xia Houmao, who looked embarrassed, and laughed: "Having said that, I am not attacking Jianzhang Palace for the sake of attacking. Training the soldiers and letting them experience actual combat is more important than attacking Jianzhang Palace itself.
It’s meaningful. No matter how well you practice, if you don’t go to the battlefield to experience it for yourself, you still won’t be able to build combat effectiveness. I plan to attack for a few more days to give everyone a chance to go into battle.”
Ma An licked his lips and retreated silently.
After visiting the workshop, the powerful men in Guanzhong felt heavy and gathered together in small groups to chat in low voices, as if they were mourning for their heirs. However, the few priests from Tianshi Tao were chatting and laughing around Wei Ba. They believed that with such a sharp weapon to help them,
There is no doubt about guarding Guanzhong. In front of these powerful people in Guanzhong, they have to show their excitement.
Wei Ba finally managed to deal with them and announced that they would fight again tomorrow, then they dispersed and returned to their homes.
Xia Houmao returned to his residence in a state of despair. Xia Houhui was talking to Princess Qinghe. From a high-ranking princess to a captive suddenly, Princess Qinghe had not yet adapted to her role. She did not dare to speak evil words in front of Wei Ba, and secretly
However, she scolded the ancestors of the Wei family bloody, and also scolded Xiahou Mao. In her opinion, all this was Xiahou Mao's fault. If he hadn't mistakenly believed in Wei Ba, things would have never happened.
It will reach this point today.
Seeing Xiahou Mao's frustrated face, Princess Qinghe became even more furious, pointing at Xiahou Mao and yelling. Usually when Xiahou Mao was scolded by her, she would either say something nice with a smile on her face, or make a few excuses with a pale face.
But today Xiahou Mao didn't say anything, as if he hadn't heard anything. He silently walked to the bed, sat down, and didn't speak for a long time.
Xiahou Hui noticed that Xiahou Mao's expression was not right, so he quickly dissuaded Princess Qinghe and signaled her to pay attention to Xiahou Mao's abnormality. Princess Qinghe finally came to her senses and reluctantly stopped talking.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
Xia Houmao waited for a long time before he raised his head and looked at Xia Houhui with dull eyes.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Xiahou Hui became nervous, stretched out his hand to grab Xiahou Mao's arm and shook it. Princess Qinghe also became nervous, bent down, stared into Xiahou Mao's eyes, and stammered: "Husband,
You...don't...scare me."
Perhaps because of seeing Princess Qinghe, Xiahou Mao finally had some reaction. He told Xiahou Hui and Princess Qinghe what he saw and heard today, and finally cried out: "Yuanrong, you said we...we still
Can you return to Luoyang alive?"
Xia Houhui was also shocked. She sat aside blankly, pondered for a long time, and finally said with a wry smile: "Uncle, it is not difficult to return to Luoyang. Maybe you can go back in dignity."
"With dignity?" Princess Qinghe sneered: "How can he return to Luoyang with dignity like this?"
Xiahou Mao ignored Princess Qinghe's sarcasm and looked at Xiahou Hui eagerly: "Tell me, why is this?"
Xia Houhui took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, her expression softening a little. She turned her head, looked at Xiahou Mao, and then at Princess Qinghe: "Uncle, princess, do you still remember yesterday?
When we surrendered, Wei Ba once said that if you want to leave, you can leave at any time, but he suggested that uncle wait for a few days before leaving when the time is right?"
Xiahou Mao and Princess Qinghe looked at each other and nodded in unison.
"At that time, I didn't quite understand what he meant, but now I understand somewhat."
"What did you understand?"
"The possibility that the general will attack Guanzhong from Tongguan or Pubanjin..." Xia Houhui's face turned pale and his lips lost color. "It's very small."
"How...is it possible?" Princess Qinghe's disdain had just left her mouth. Thinking of what Xiahou Mao had just said, her confidence suddenly became weak. She said calmly: "Is it because of those ordnances?"
"Well, Wei Ba showed these ordnances to uncle to show his determination to hold on to Guanzhong. With these ordnances, even if the general can finally attack Guanzhong, the casualties will be staggering."
"No matter how heavy the casualties are, we must recapture Guanzhong." Princess Qinghe said without hesitation: "If Guanzhong is lost, the land for raising horses in Longyou will be lost. Ni Shu has war horses, how can I, the great Wei Dynasty, preserve the superiority of cavalry?"
Xia Houhui smiled bitterly: "What the princess said is true. It is precisely because of this that Ni Shu took the risk of sending troops to Ziwu Valley. The purpose of guarding Guanzhong is to seize Longyou. However, the people who guard Guanzhong and seize Longyou are not
the same person."
"Why are they not the same person?" Princess Qinghe suddenly understood something: "Yuanrong, what do you mean..."
Xia Houhui nodded: "If my guess is correct, Wei Ba is so polite to uncle, I am afraid that he has realized his own situation and has reserved a way out for himself."
Princess Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then roared angrily: "Impossible, we have been deceived by him once, how can we still believe in him?"
Xia Houhui shook his head: "The princess misunderstood. Next time, he does not want to surrender, but wants to make peace."
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