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Chapter 372: You have to pay back if you come out to fool around
Zhang Kuang pounded his fist when he heard the sentry's words: "Leave the 600-step archery target forty steps to the left, lean the 700-step archery target for 30 steps to the right, set aside the 800-step archery target, and lean 60 steps to the left and right." Step forward and shoot three arrows in volley."
"It's an order."
"The horizontal crossbow of the six-hundred-step bed is tilted to the left by one and a half marks, and the height is raised by two marks. The inclination angle..." A soldier held a wooden board and compared it: "The inclination angle is quarter and a half."
After a while of busy work, the soldier's voice came: "Adjustment completed."
"Three arrows fired in volley."
"Fire arrows."
"Two of the three arrows on the six-hundred-step archery target hit two. One arrow was half a mark lower. Adjust it half a mark higher."
"One of the three arrows hit the target at 700 paces. The target was shattered. The two arrows were deflected one mark to the left and one mark to the right."
"Three arrows missed the target at 800 steps. The crossbow arrows were not charged enough. They missed the target at 780 steps and fell to the ground. The intended target was hit at a distance of 780 to 50 steps."
Young Master Liu looked miserable as he listened to the professional terminology coming into his ears. Although he didn't understand it very well, he could make some guesses.
Especially the last sentence is a clear introduction. The eight-niu crossbow has a maximum range of 780 steps and an effective range of 750 steps.
I sighed without tears. I felt bitter in my heart. I just didn't say anything. Is this something that ancient people could master?
It turns out that yes, this is indeed the wisdom of ancient people.
Zhang Kuang looked at the dejected Young Master Liu and shook his head helplessly.
After a while, a group of people wearing official robes but no armor came over holding a book in their hands.
Zhang Kuang straightened his expression: "Have the statistics been calculated?"
"Back to the general, the Ministry of Revenue estimates that coal ironmaking can produce 100,000 jins more refined iron per month than charcoal ironmaking, saving 200,000 taels of silver."
"Going back to the General's Ministry of War to test the Mo Dao. Two hundred and five simple swords made of refined steel have cracks. The hardness is two and a half times, the toughness is two and a half times, and the strength is two and a half times. It can be equipped in large quantities."
"Back to the General's War Department's estimate, the plate armor was cut and tested, with Class A protection. The weight difference between the plate armor and the hundred-refined chain armor is two and a half kilograms. The light plate armor is three and a half kilograms lighter than the chain armor. It can be equipped by both light infantry and light cavalry. .”
"I went back to the general's household department and estimated that it would take skilled craftsmen thirteen days to build a pair of chain armor, and three hours to water the plate armor. It is estimated that about three hundred and fifty-seven thousand taels of silver will be saved in one month, which can be used to equip a large number of equipment."
"Back to the General's War Department for testing, the wear and tear of the watering arrowhead is one third of that of the hardened arrowhead, and the consumption time is seventy to one."
"Back to the General, the Ministry of Revenue estimates that watering arrowheads can save 130,000 taels of silver per month."
"Back to the General, the Eight Ox Crossbow consumes more than 80% more silver than the bed crossbow in the army, so it can be equipped in large quantities."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha........"
Zhang Kuang laughed loudly, and the group of people laughing were baffled.
"The horse is matched, the horse is matched. This time the horse is matched, it is the most successful horse matching in my life."
Young Master Liu, who had already been numbed by this group of people, naturally understood what Zhang Kuang said about matching horses. Without matching horses, Zhang Kuang would not have produced so many equipment from his own hands.
He was the only one who suffered in the co-authorship matter. As for Young Master Liu's arrogant promise to upgrade himself to a higher rank, he didn't take it seriously at all.
It is easy to get an official position, but it is difficult to get a title. Young Master Liu is not a novice, so he naturally knows the difficulty.
Zhou Jiancheng came out with a bad look: "General, the black stone that Mr. Liu bought will be used up in about ten days at most. The most important thing right now is to purchase the black stone, otherwise nothing can be done. There is no coal. Smelting refined iron, Mo Dao, plate armor, and arrowheads are all just talk."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..........."
Laughter pierced the sky again, but this time the laughter came from Mr. Liu. There was no way, the previous depression was wiped away. The coal had been contracted by himself and Zhu Run, not only the open air in the suburban counties near the capital Coal mines, even open-pit coal mines in neighboring counties, were gradually controlled by Zhu Run. If Long Wuwei wanted coal, he could only buy it from Zhu Run.
This is one of the few pieces of good news that Young Master Liu received at Longwuwei Camp.
The previously shunned black stone showed for the first time its importance as it would for later generations.
"Boss Coal, I never thought that this young master would become a boss of Coal one day. This feeling is so satisfying."
Zhang Kuang clearly understood the key when he heard Young Master Liu's hearty laughter.
"Mingzhi, uncle wants to talk to you about something."
He walked towards Young Master Liu with a wild smile, his expression clearly meant that he had no good intentions.
Liu Dashao naturally understood Zhang Guang's thoughts, straightened his expression, and clasped the long sword at his waist with his left hand and straightened his body: "General, there are no fathers and sons in the army. You can't break the rules. I don't know that the general has Discuss anything."
Zhang Kuang smacked his lips with a depressed look on his face: "You little bastard, you are so cruel."
The voice was imperceptible. Although Mr. Liu didn't hear it, he knew that it was definitely not a good word. However, he didn't care. He wanted coal and money. The harder you scolded me, the less burden I felt.
In one sentence, if you have money, you can talk about anything. If you don’t have money, you can go wherever you want.
As for the arrogance and violence, Young Master Liu doesn't care at all. You are the Marquis Zhu Run and you are the Marquis. Although his family is in decline, he is still the Marquis. There is nothing you can do to him with the protection of the dragon's laws.
Besides, Zhu Run is no longer the down-and-out marquis now. There is an endless stream of guests in the mansion every day, either high-ranking officials or dignitaries. Naturally, Zhang Kuang dare not rob them openly. If he wants coal, he can only buy it.
"General, what's wrong is that Zheng Qing bit his tongue and committed suicide."
A guard hurried over with a stack of manuscript paper.
Zhang Kuang's expression suddenly changed: "Can we still be saved?"
The guard shook his head helplessly: "I'm exhausted."
"Hey, where's the confession?"
"It's all here."
"Everyone listens to orders and performs their duties."
"Got the order!"
"Young man Liu, come to the big tent with me."
"yes."
Half an hour later, Young Master Liu walked out of the arrogant tent with a complicated expression: "General, don't send me away."
He nodded with a complicated expression: "Be careful on the road, the horses are arranged outside the camp."
Outside the camp, Liu Mingzhi took the horses that Zhang Feng had prepared: "Brother Zhang, say goodbye."
"Master Liu, have a pleasant trip."
"I am Han Lang. The court is incompetent and the officials are stupid. My homeland has been ruined and turned into a scorched earth. All my relatives are dead. My seven-year-old child is living in a foreign country. My nourishment is greater than that of Huang Tian. I am called Han Lang but he is actually a traitor to the Han Dynasty. His achievements have failed. I can only If he dies, he will repay the blood of the Han family and the kindness of the Turks. The court is incompetent and the officials are ungrateful. We, the tens of thousands of people, will be sad and miserable!"
Zheng Qing's suicide note was placed on the desk together with his confession, and it was unbearable to see the contents above.
Arrogance can only let people bury Zheng Qing generously. Who can tell clearly who is right and who is wrong.
"Master, come back!"
Liu Song was taking Young Master Liu's third sworn brother for a walk in the house when he saw the young master coming back and greeted him!
Putting aside the emotions in his heart, Mr. Liu knelt down and opened his hands: "Brown boy, you have become fat again. If you eat another little bitch, you won't be able to find it."
Young Master Liu's third brother, Brown, broke free from Liu Song's hand and ran towards Young Master Liu, wagging his tail and pounced on Young Master Liu to make out with him.
Within a few breaths, Young Master Liu looked at Brownie with a livid face and roared: "Brownie, are you eating shit again?"
Brownie lay on the ground whining and groaning.
Young Master Liu wiped the saliva on his face with a disgusted look on his face: "Liu Song, how do you treat your uncle like a dog?"
Liu Song looked at the young master nervously: "I can't stop him."
"Take me away, take me away, brown boy, if you dare to eat shit again, you will be the ingredient for the five-spice dog meat pot this year."
Mr. Liu, who looked gloomy, walked towards the room. He had to take a shower, otherwise he would feel panicked. Although he had already wiped it clean, he still felt that there was a stench left by the brown boy on his face.
Young Master Liu opened the door and grinned before he walked in: "Madam, don't you know that guy Liu Song... is in neutral... ..."
Young Master Liu gaped at the naked beauty, what was this?
Qi Ya's face turned red and she quickly grabbed some clothes to cover her body and stared at Mr. Liu: "What are you looking at? Get out of here."
"Okay, okay!"
"Hey... this is my bedroom."
Young Master Liu turned around and walked back: "Sister, this is my room."
Qi Ya, who was dressing in a hurry, didn't expect Young Master Liu to come back again. Her face was as red as a monkey's butt and she was holding her clothes: "Get out."
"Just go out, why don't you just say please?"
Young Master Liu is quite disappointed with Qi Ya's rudeness. It would be much better if they were both biological sisters, okay? Why are there so many differences between the two siblings?
Young Master Liu closed the door depressedly, looked at the gloomy sky and sniffed, Tian Zao got angry easily.
"It seems like I can't suck it back in."
Feeling the moisture in his nostrils, Mr. Liu had to take out a handkerchief and cover his nose. After a while, the white handkerchief was almost the same as the national flag of Japan.
There's no way Qi Ya... Bah... She's too angry. She must have not had a good rest in the military camp.
