student?
What scholar?
What am I doing as a scholar who can’t kill people with a knife?
Feng Yong looked down upon those gentle scholars.
Confucianism flourished in the Later Han Dynasty, and its intentions were good.
Because Confucianism is easy to educate people and can make society more stable.
But after aristocratic families gradually monopolized the inheritance of knowledge, the taste began to change.
More and more scholars sit down to talk, talk about ideas, meet in a flashy manner, and form cliques with each other.
When this trend became more and more intense, it eventually led to the style of chatting in the Jin Dynasty.
pragmatic?
How can those worldly and dirty things contaminate my body?
Of course, this does not mean that all children from aristocratic families are this kind of waste, but the trend of flashy talk is indeed led by their class.
Otherwise, who would be in the mood to brag if his stomach is not full?
Feng Yong said seriously, "Old general, even a Cao thief, knows that flashy talk is harmful to state affairs, not to mention that the great Han Dynasty now governs in the Ming and Qing Dynasties and practices simplicity?"
The Northern Central Plains is dominated by aristocratic families, so this trend is the most serious.
From Cao Cao to Cao Pi, everyone had ordered to abolish this trend.
Fortunately, today's Dahan was basically founded by a group of grassroots people.
Coupled with Zhuge Laoyao's personal practice, the simple and pragmatic style still dominates the mainstream.
"Whether they are soldiers from Nanxiang or students from Nanxiang Academy, they can be civil servants, agricultural officials, or craftsmen. They all contribute to the country and benefit the people."
"What I can't do alone is talk in a flashy way without understanding the affairs."
I like this kind of ethos in the enemy very much, but if anyone who comes from the Xinghanhui system is infected with this stinky habit, let me beat him to death!
Having said this, Feng Yong pointed to the engineering battalion below which was undergoing the final inspection process, "Old general, don't underestimate this rock dump truck."
"I'm just going to make a big statement here. With the advent of this kind of trebuchet, I'm afraid that what we will have to face in the future is a new type of battlefield battle."
Yuan and Meng used this kind of trebuchet to capture Fancheng and forced the surrender of Xiangyang. The fall of the two most important frontline cities in the Southern Song Dynasty officially opened the curtain of the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty.
This kind of trebuchet is called a miracle of weapons reform.
Because it is the cannon of the cold weapon era.
And what Feng Yong holds in his hands is exactly this miraculous weapon of the cold weapon era.
That is to say, except for large cities with extremely strong city walls, or cities with advantageous geographical location, which makes this kind of stone trebuchet unable to function.
Those ordinary cities built on traffic arteries can no longer become the defender's biggest reliance.
If a small city is to be defended for a few days, and a larger city is to be defended for more than ten days, one of the city walls will inevitably be destroyed.
This forced the defenders to leave the city to fight in the field.
Who has better field technology?
Zhuge's Eight Formations, Three-piece Cavalry Set.
Unless city-building technology makes another big leap, or city-defending technology has been greatly improved, or the form of warfare changes again.
Otherwise, counterweighted trebuchets will always be a nightmare for city defenders in the cold weapon era.
Like cement?
However, Feng Yong, who had tofu cement in his hand, said that if anyone dares to use this kind of cement as the main building material for building a house, it is none of my business if the house collapses and people die!
When Feng Yong said such words, not to mention Wei Yan, who had always disliked each other, even Zhao Yun felt that these words were a bit too pretentious.
"It seems that you are really self-aware and know that what you are saying is a lie."
Wei Yan couldn't help laughing, and he waved his hand, "Come on! Don't say any more such big words."
"Quickly finish reading these things of yours. I have to go back and think of ways to defeat the two cities of Yuzhong Golden City."
When Zhao Yun heard Wei Yan's words, he frowned slightly and said something fair.
"The engineering camp excelled in Longguan, Shanggui and other places last year. Even if it is not as good as what Feng Yong said, it must be unique."
Feng Yong sneered and was too lazy to answer Wei Yan's words.
He never took it for granted that he could forcefully change the minds of these veterans with just one word.
Facts speak louder than words.
Three more trebuchets soon came up underneath, making a total of five.
Seeing that the people below were already on standby, Feng Yong asked Zhao Yun: "Where does the old general want to attack?"
"How far is the arrow tower?"
Zhao Yun pointed to the arrow towers erected in front of the city wall.
Feng Yong flipped through his book and replied: "The nearest one is one hundred and fifty steps, and the farthest one is two hundred steps."
This is designed based on the actual distance when attacking the camp.
Of course, if the two armies were in a stalemate, they would dig a trench outside the camp to avoid being suddenly rushed into the camp.
The crossbowmen guarding the arrow tower are condescending and can shoot arrows easily.
If one side is unable to defend by using the terrain, the attacking side can also build an arrow tower in front of the opponent's camp to suppress the enemy's activities in the camp.
This is the most common high ground.
"Just try them first."
Zhao Yun said.
The order was quickly passed down.
Measure the distance, aim, adjust the weight and lever length of the trebuchet...
After the Northern Expedition, the engineering battalion that was put into actual combat quickly improved the rock-trebuchet in response to various problems that had occurred on the battlefield.
The advantage of a counterweighted trebuchet is that it uses a constant counterweight instead of pulling ropes that interfere with each other, so the force applied every time is almost the same.
If the weight of the stone projectiles is controlled, the dispersion of the impact points of the projectiles can be reduced, thereby repeatedly hitting a relatively fixed target and improving attack efficiency.
All this data can be tested through continuous testing.
Therefore, the various commonly used data in the captain's manual of each rock dump truck is relatively complete.
There was no need to test the shot again. A stone quickly whizzed past a corner of the arrow tower, and then the second stone hit it squarely, smashing one of the pillars of the arrow tower.
The most important thing is not this.
The important thing is that everyone can hear the sharp whistling sound even if they are sitting on it.
When the stone hit the ground, there was another rumble.
Zhao Yun was so shocked that he was a little hesitant. Just by hearing the sound, he knew that this type of rock-throwing vehicle was extremely powerful.
A dozen rocks flew out one after another, and the arrow tower soon collapsed.
When Zhao Yun saw all this, he finally couldn't help but stand up and look far into the distance.
Generally speaking, tossing cars must be used together with dozens or hundreds to have enough power - because the accuracy is really too low.
It was obvious that the stone-throwing vehicle Feng Yong had on hand was not only powerful, but also extremely accurate.
"Try two hundred steps."
Zhao Yun said impatiently.
Two hundred steps is the distance of a strong crossbow. If such accuracy can be achieved within two hundred steps, at least when the two armies are facing each other, the enemy will not be able to stay safely in the camp.
The firepower continued to cover forward.
When the farthest arrow tower also fell, Zhao Yun gave a high-five and his face lit up with joy.
He turned around and said to Feng Yong: "That alone is enough to be called a weapon in the army!"
Although Wei Yan didn't speak, he couldn't hide the look of surprise on his face.
An ordinary catapult, with a stone weighing more than ten kilograms, can also throw it this far.
But the power is definitely not enough, and it requires a lot of manpower to pull the rope at the same time, and the accuracy is too poor, which is very troublesome.
Not like it is now, it is not only powerful, but also easier and more convenient to operate than before.
Zhao Yun pointed to the city wall in front of him again and asked, "How far is it?"
"Three hundred steps."
"Okay, keep smashing it!"
Zhao Yun ordered happily.
"Old General, if we want to smash the city wall, these trebuchets may not be powerful enough. There will be hundreds of them at least, and we need bigger vehicles."
Feng Yong explained.
"Is there any bigger one?"
Zhao Yun turned his head, his eyes bursting with strange light, and his gray beard was trembling slightly, showing his master's excitement.
He looked at the rock dump truck below with some disbelief.
The trebuchet that requires a base is already one size larger than the common trebuchet, but there is actually a larger one?
After receiving Feng Yong's affirmative answer, Zhao Yun laughed loudly and pointed at the city wall, "Quick, quick, hit it twice first!"
Then he narrowed his eyes again, "There seems to be a white circle on the city wall?"
"Ahem, exactly. That's the point they usually use to try to aim."
Feng Yong had a slightly embarrassed look on his face.
"Okay, just hit that spot."
Zhao Yun nodded, "You smash it first, I will take a look at it later. I will make my own judgment on whether this thing poses a threat to the city wall."
Three hundred steps away, if it can still be so accurate, as long as it lands in the same position for several days or even dozens of days in a row, coupled with the power of such a throwing car, it is really possible to break the city wall.
The riprap truck below began to increase the lever and counterweight to the maximum. Even the stones weighed a hundred kilograms (Hanjin).
With the sound of wind and thunder, the huge stone hit near the white circle, making a rumbling sound like muffled thunder in the sky.
Zhao Yun set up a pavilion and saw a puff of smoke rising from the city wall.
Immediately afterwards, stones were thrown at him one after another, and they all landed in the same general position.
"Excellent! Excellent!" Zhao Yun repeatedly praised, "As for the city walls, they are thin at the top and thick at the bottom. Most of the time, they can only hit the city gates if they are hit by cars."
"Now if this trebuchet can really break through the weak point of the city wall above, and then use a ladder to enter from the cave entrance, the city will be broken easily!"
On a sunny day, thunder rumbled continuously. Zhao Yun was very happy. He asked Feng Yong to order to stop ejection, and then got off the high platform.
First, he walked under the incomplete arrow tower and looked at only half of the arrow tower, and then looked at the stones scattered not far away and sunk deeply into the soil.
He even bent down and tried to move it, then stood up straight and said with a big smile: "Okay, okay!"
Everyone behind him laughed in unison.
Seeing Zhao Yun walking towards the city wall, Feng Yong quickly advised: "Old General, this wall has been smashed, so be careful."
Zhao Yun waved his hand, "I can trust the work of the Nanxiang engineering team."
Feng Yong:......
Zhao Yun stood under the tall city wall and saw scattered stones falling under the roots of the city wall.
He raised his head again and looked at the big white circle, with one word written inside: Dismantle.
There are many signs of being smashed around the word "demolished", and there are even two shallow pits, and small cracks can be faintly seen.
Seeing everyone looking up at the word "demolished", Feng Tubou followed slowly, "Old General, it's a bit dangerous here. Let's get out of here first..."
Zhao Yun ignored him, and after a while he suddenly sighed, "I have been fighting all my life, and I thought I was familiar with war. I didn't expect that my vision is not as good as that of a junior."
Although he was sighing, his tone was one of joy.
On the other hand, Wei Yan's face turned a bit ugly - the slap in the face came too fast and the taste was not pleasant.
Zhao Yun pointed to the word "demolished" and asked, "Is this city wall ever repaired?"
Feng Yong looked up and always felt a little unsafe. Hearing this, he quickly replied: "Exactly."
"It was crushed by the rock dump truck of your engineering battalion, right?"
"right."
Zhao Yun nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and looked at Feng Yong with great admiration: "How many riprap trucks were used, and how long did it take?"
"Uh..." Feng Yong was speechless for a moment and quickly flipped through the notebook that Amei had handed to him before.
Sure enough, after turning a few pages, I saw the record inside: "A total of one hundred units were used, the longest one lasted twelve days, and the shortest one only seven days."
When he saw a note at the bottom, he quickly added, "Old General, this wall is built according to ordinary city wall standards. But those that are specially reinforced have not been tested."
The city walls of the Han Dynasty were far less mature than those of later generations, and were basically made of rammed clay.
The difference lies in the thickness of the city wall and the solidity of the rammed city wall.
What is special is that only a very few cities are partially covered with bricks.
So now most cities can only be younger brothers in front of counterweight trebuchets!
"That's enough!" Zhao Yun waved his hand proudly, "I have never heard of anyone being able to throw a cart to break the city, and now you are the first. The rumors about Longguan and Shanggui are true!"
While everyone was in a mood to admire the traces of the trebuchets, Jiang Wei secretly touched the city wall, then ran to the side to see the thickness of the city wall, confirming that it was a real city wall.
Recalling General Zhao's lament about the military talent, Zhang Ni, Ju Fu, Huo Yi and others who were guarding the Qiang School Lieutenant's Mansion all looked calm.
He finally couldn't help but look at Feng Yong with horrified eyes.
Feng Junhou trained his army well and used his troops well. In addition, he had tigers and wolves under his command, and his officers and soldiers were responsible for their lives.
If we were to attack the city with overwhelming force, who would dare to stop it, not a famous general in the world?
After repeatedly praising him, Zhao Yun took Feng Yong's hand and asked him to walk side by side with him, back to the stone dump truck.
The soldiers had no instructions for the next step, and they all lined up straight.
If it had been any other time, Zhao Yun would have had to look at these soldiers a few more times.
But at this moment, his eyes had already been attracted by the stone dump truck.
He surrounded the car, like a child who sees his favorite toy, touching here and there, then he looked up again and gestured at the height, as if he couldn't get enough of it.
"Such a sharp weapon, paired with such a soldier craftsman, is indeed worthy." Zhao Yun nodded, "What if it were replaced by an ordinary soldier craftsman?"
Feng Yong shook his head: "It can't be done. Even if the car is dismantled and other craftsmen make it according to the pattern, the power will be reduced, and there are rules for how to operate the car."
"The power of the same car in the hands of the engineering battalion is very different from that in the hands of other people."
The production and operation of a counterweighted riprap truck requires certain basic knowledge of mathematics, physics, geometry, etc.
Ordinary craftsmen can indeed make a rough counterweight riprap truck if they have a prototype of a riprap truck, but they definitely don't know why they do this.
How could Feng Yong let such a thing wander outside intact?
As for the stone-making operation, it is more complicated.
Just writing parameters, soldiers who are literate, can do arithmetic, and can understand the terminology in the manual... can only come from the engineering battalion.
"This thing is an important weapon of the country!" Zhao Yun patted the trebuchet and looked at the soldiers, "The camp led by Feng Junhou is actually a powerful army of the Han Dynasty!"
When the soldiers heard the words of General Zhengxi of the Han Dynasty, their faces almost glowed.
As for Wei Yan, his expression was much more exciting.
