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Chapter 262 The Wonder of Circle

By the Han River and under the willow tree, Wei Ba sat cross-legged, holding the fishing rod in his hand, and became a leisurely fisherman. Wei Feng sat beside him, muttering without a word. Xiahou carried a ring slightly, was the bell there?

There was a picnic in the distance, and Dunwu and others were guarding nearby. Although this was the control area of ​​the Shu army, no one dared to take it lightly during the war. Half a month ago, the Wei army's detailed works appeared here.

"Ziyu, it's not that I told you, you can't fight so hard." Wei Feng nagged like a broken-mouthed woman, "Anyway, this time the troops were just a restraining effect. Now Sima Yi has retreated from Shangluo to

Wuguan and Lu Xun also retreated to Xiling and did not advance again. Our mission has been completed. Why should you be so anxious? If nothing unexpected happens, the Prime Minister will be able to arrive in Yong'an in the middle of next month. Sun Quan will not be so angry if he wants to launch an attack.

It's easy..."

Wei Ba listened quietly and responded from time to time. He knew everything Wei Feng said. It can even be said that he knew earlier and more than Wei Feng. But his thoughts and Wei Feng's thoughts

Differently, when the Prime Minister arrives in Yong'an, it does not mean that the crisis of fighting on both sides of Shu Han is lifted.

Yes, Cao Rui and Sun Quan are now focusing on Xiangyang and temporarily stop attacking, but this does not mean that they will continue forever. Sun Quan is passive and lazy and wants to take advantage of the situation. Why doesn’t Cao Rui take a breath and regroup and prepare for it?

Fight again. Guanzhong is so important, how could he give up just because he couldn't conquer it for a while?

The crisis can only be said to be temporary severance. The root of the conflict is still there, and the war may resurrect at any time. Only by truly shifting the focus of the war to Xiangyang and allowing Wei and Wu to suspicion and restrain each other can we eliminate Guanzhong and Yong'an.

Only by crisis can one relieve the danger of fighting on both sides of Shu Han. More importantly, only by turning Xiangyang into a real main battlefield can it play a greater role.

Here, the main general is Wu Yi, the deputy general is Meng Da, and there are Zong Yu and Wei Feng above him, but they can really play a decisive role, or in other words, the one who can be the most comfortable among all forces is not any of them.

People are Wei Ba. With the power of Guanzhong, he can turn the wheel of history with a small army, integrate the power of different factions such as Wu Yi and Meng Da, and fight a battle that truly belongs to him.

war.

If he was just a threading needle in the battle of Guanzhong, he played the role of a prisoner of the baggage battalion at best, now he is truly joining the army.

Those who join the army are also the military. He is now the real mind of this army of 30,000 people. Wu Yi and Meng Da are at best just subordinate minds.

How could he easily miss this opportunity?

However, the difficulties he faced were so great, not only external but also internal, not only objective but also subjective.

Of course, the most important thing is how to maintain the power of the armored ship while increasing its speed. Without speed, it will not be able to play the role of a surprise soldier, and you can only fight openly. That is the future, and he does not have such a thing now.

condition.

"Brother, young man, what's the point of suffering? If you don't work hard at a young age, you'll be sad."

"I'm not sad. If you are exhausted, I will be really sad." Wei Feng hugged Wei Ba's shoulder disapprovingly: "Okay, you are already outstanding enough, look at the young people in the camp.

For a lifetime, who doesn’t take you as an example? Why do you have to work so hard? It’s better to pay attention to your health and give birth to a son early. My mother is waiting."

"Where are you?" Wei Ba glanced at him sideways: "You are the eldest son, so you should work harder."

"Of course I've worked hard." Wei Feng smacked his lips and swallowed it again. Huan'er was favored by Mrs. Zhang again, after all, she was also a servant. Being a concubine is already the greatest blessing.

The child is destined to be a concubine's son. Xiahou Hui is different. Although she was captured, she has a noble status and may become a wife at any time. If she gives birth to a child for Wei Ba, she will be the legitimate son - of course, it is only Wei Ba's.

The legitimate son is not the legitimate son of the Wei family. For Wei Feng, this concept is deeply rooted and cannot be eliminated. But facing a concubine like Wei Ba, he didn't know how to say that Wei Ba would not misunderstand it, and he was so anxious that he scratched his head. "You

Didn't you see it? Tianhuan'er's walking postures are different these days?"

Wei Ba rolled his eyes, and was speechless, and he also had a deeper understanding of the status of a concubine. He had many wives and concubines, one wife, and one group of concubines, but no matter how many concubines there were, they would not be inferior to one wife.

The mistress in later generations still has the opportunity to become a wife, but it is extremely difficult for a concubine to help her become a wife.

"Brother, are you here to relax today, or are you here to stimulate me specifically?"

"Of course I'm here to relax with you." Wei Feng laughed repeatedly, "Hahaha, I won't talk anymore, I won't talk anymore, fishing, fishing."

Wei Ba shook the fishing rod in his hand, thinking that even if there were fish, he would be scared away by you.

As the two were talking, Lingdang came over, looked down at the bucket containing the fish, and curled her lips: "Two young masters, where is the fish? We have boiled water, and we are waiting for the fish to put it into the pot."

Wei Feng couldn't hold back his face and shouted: "The water here is so fast, so how can there be any fish? Why don't you try it?"

Lingling glanced at him, but did not take the fishing rod that Wei Feng handed over. She threw it on her boots, rolled up her trouser legs, strode to a martial servant, and stretched out her hand: "Let me lend the spear to me."

Wu Zuo was inexplicably unresponsive and did not react for a moment. The bell grabbed the spear and went down the river, flowing into the water deep in his thighs, holding the spear upside down, and looking at it carefully.

Wei Ba was surprised. It was still the first month of the year, and the water was very cold. This girl was actually going to the water barefoot? It was so fierce. Before he could finish his feelings, the bell suddenly took action, and the spear pierced into the water like lightning, and exposed it to the water again.

A big red fish was pricked on the tip of the spear, struggling desperately, splashing everywhere.

"Damn!" Wei Ba and Wei Feng looked at each other, feeling a little ashamed.

In a short while, the bell stabbed three or four big fish, each two or three feet long. She quickly returned to the desk, threw the spear, held the fish, broke the belly, removed the scales, and threw it away.

It started cooking in the pot, and its hands and feet were so quick that everyone onlookers were amazed.

"Hey, the Xiahou family is indeed the Xiahou family, and even a slave is hidden." Wei Feng shouted.

"Hmph, it's indeed a master who can't be exposed." Wei Ba also nodded, but the smile on his face was a little fake. Xiahou Hui looked at it secretly, and his whole body tightened, and his heart jumped up in a daze.

After Lindang packed up the fish, he sat on a lying tree by the river, with his feet lying in his hands and his head raised. Although he didn't look at Wei Ba and the others, he was obviously a little proud.

Wei Feng was a little embarrassed, and wanted to scold her, shaking her master's majesty. Because this was Xiahou Hui's maid, not his own, he had to endure it and mock herself: "Look at what you can do."

, Could it be that your two feet can still be used as oars?"

Wei Ba heard the awkwardness of Wei Feng's words and couldn't help but smile: "She is not a paddle. She is going up and down, and she is going around in circles. Even if she compares, she can only compare to a propeller."

"Propeller? What kind of oar is that?" Wei Feng asked in surprise.

"Uh..." Wei Ba said a moment, not knowing how to explain. After thinking for a long time, he had to say: "The propeller is a rotating oar, not a row up and down, but a round and back... like this."

Wei Ba said while gesturing, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He thought of a solution to the speed of the armored ship.

The initial driving method of the boat was a pole. It was the worst and the speed was the slowest. Later, it was used to use oars. The efficiency of oars was higher than that of oars, but not as good as that of oars later. oars changed from intermittent movement of oars.

It has become a continuous movement, and the efficiency has been improved. There is a saying that one oar and three oars are usually only used on small ships, and only on the back of the ship. Large warships are still driven by oars, which are on a warship.

Padders usually make up one-third to one-half of the crew, and even more.

Although oars are continuous movement, oars are not the tail of fish after all, and their efficiency is not very high. The propellers used by later ships were the real continuous circular movement, and they are also the most efficient. However, in this era, human power was used.

It was impossible to drive the propeller, so Wei Ba never found a better way to solve the speed problem of the armored ship.

Now, he suddenly realized that he had a misunderstanding, or habitual thinking. He wanted to jump to the propeller all at once, but forgot that there was a transitional driving method between the oar and the propeller.

Steam ship.

This ship is not a motor ship commonly known as later generations, but a real ship, which is driven by wooden wheels. Its method is similar to that of water mills, just loading the water mills onto the ship.

This type of wheeled warship has appeared many times in later generations, but it is used for warships. Yang Yao, a thief in Dongting Lake in the Song Dynasty, used this kind of warship to resist the encirclement and suppression of officers and soldiers, and defeated officers and soldiers many times until the famous general Yue Fei thought

Only after a cracking method was developed was the only way to conquer these water thieves.

Wheel-type driving is continuous movement, and it is a true circular movement, which is more labor-saving and more efficient than oars. What is more important is that these wheels can not only be installed at the stern, but also on both sides of the ship, without any space restrictions.

.

This is the wonderful use of circles. It is said that the earliest invention of a ship was Zu Chongzhi, who accurately measured the pi to seven decimal places. The ship he invented was called a thousand-mile ship, which means that it can travel thousands of miles a day. Even if there are exaggerated elements in it, the ship is more important than the ship.

The paddle boat is fast, but it is a fact.

"Ziyu, what's wrong with you? Do you like her feet?" Wei Feng was surprised when he saw Wei Ba looking at Lingling's legs in a daze. He thought to himself that Xiahou Hui didn't need to, how could he see a maid with such a good look?

But his legs are so envious. Could it be that he likes a woman's feet? Ziyu's hobby is really strange. Besides, what's the beauty of this woman's thigh plate?

"Oh, nothing, nothing." Wei Ba came to his senses, didn't care about what he said, and left after he was busy. He was impatient to test his discovery. If it could be achieved, the speed of the armored ship might be a problem with the speed of the armored ship.

A satisfactory solution can be obtained.

Seeing Wei Ba leaving in a hurry, Wei Feng thought he had told Wei Ba about his thoughts. Wei Ba was embarrassed, and couldn't help but sigh and shook his head, clenched his fists, and said to himself: "Ziyu, don't worry, I won't say it.

Go out.”

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