Well, Wang Peng admitted that fifty pieces of meat is a lot of money - neither Baekje, Goguryeo, nor Silla have mastered the technology of casting large quantities of copper coins, nor do they have enough copper materials, so copper coins are only It can be imported through trade with the Tang State, and its purchasing power is much higher than in the Tang Dynasty, but no matter how much money you have, you have to be alive before you can spend it, right?
As noon approached, Wang Peng felt exhausted even while standing aside to supervise the work. His nose and mouth were filled with dirt, and the corners of his mouth were already dry and cracked, making him speechless. However, the workers digging the soil rarely stopped for a while. Even the exhausted ones refused to go back to the village. Instead, they drank water, ate something, rested in the shade for a while, and then continued to work. Wang Peng has become numb to this kind of desperate energy. In his opinion, if they join the army and are given enough money, these guys will be able to collapse Cunshan City if they are re-elected.
The meal delivery people came, with wooden buckets filled with porridge on one end of their poles and wattle baskets filled with stacks of dry biscuits on the other end. They tapped the buckets with wooden spoons. The people in the ditch climbed up, patted their dusty bodies, received food in front of the porridge bucket in an orderly manner, and then hid in the shade in groups of two and a half and ate. Wang Peng walked to the trench and started to check it. The progress of the project was much faster than he thought. If it continued like this, the trench would be almost complete before dark. All that was left was to insert sharp wooden stakes. This would be quick. If you work on it overnight, you will be done before dawn tomorrow. Hearing the chatter and laughter of civilian husbands in his ears and looking at everything in front of him, Wang Peng couldn't help but feel relieved.
"Wang Peng, Wang Peng!"
When he heard someone calling his name, Wang Peng turned around and hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Yuan, what's the matter?"
"Let the peasants enter the village quickly! Hurry!" Yuan Fei looked nervous, his chest rising and falling rapidly under his leather armor: "Don't delay!"
"But the work is almost over. It will be finished before dark!" Wang Peng replied nervously: "It would be a pity to go back like this!"
"Stop talking. Time is running out. Enter the village immediately. I'm going to get busy!" Yuan Fei gave a few hasty instructions before turning around and leaving. Wang Peng quickly turned around, called the leaders of each team, and asked them to gather people quickly and enter the stronghold in accordance with order. Although the scene was chaotic, after about half an hour, all the peasants entered the stockade, leaving only half-dug trenches and bundles of sharp wooden stakes.
The battle started around Wei Shi. When Wang Peng was a child, he once heard his father say: Once a person exceeds ten thousand, there is no limit. It seemed that his father was telling the truth. Wherever he looked, there were crowds of dark people. The flags were like clouds, the spears were like stars, and the wind and sand were stirred up by his breath. Even if he did nothing, the huge pressure would make him can not breath.
"Master! With so many people, can the Tang Dynasty masters stop them?"
Wang Peng turned around and saw faces that were either familiar or unfamiliar, but each face was full of fear and hope.
"Yes, of course we can!" Wang Peng raised his voice, as if to convince himself: "We have been working for so many days, trenches, barriers, and watchtowers. What is the saying in the Tang Dynasty? Yes, impregnable, so solid How did the thieves get in?"
"Yep!"
"The trenches are filled with sharp wooden stakes. If you fall in, you will die. Just because of this, the thieves will not be able to get through!"
The peasants were chattering like a flock of sparrows, and courage seemed to have returned to them. Wang Peng exhaled a long breath. He could bring courage to them, but who could bring courage to himself?
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boom!
The stone fell and hit the ground between the two trenches. Then it jumped high, crossed the inner trench, rolled a few times, and stopped three steps away from the barrier.
"It seems that Fuyu Zhongsheng and the others were busy the past few days!" Wang Wenzuo looked at the falling rocks and said to Hei Te Changzhi with a smile: "It's just that the accuracy was a little off!"
"I think it's okay!" Hei Te Changzhi has long been accustomed to saying bluntly in front of Wang Wenzuo: "Not all siege machines can compare with your Scorpion!"
"No, I didn't compare the scorpion with this thing!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "It is difficult for the scorpion to fire heavy stone bullets, and the range is not as far as this thing!"
"Then you are -" Hei Te Changzhi was a little unable to keep up with Wang Wenzuo's train of thought.
"Another kind of trebuchet!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "The thieves should use a small cannon, towed by human power. The stone projectile can weigh more than a hundred kilograms at most, and the maximum distance is only two hundred steps. How powerful is it!"
"More than a hundred catties? Two hundred steps?" Hei Te Changzhi was startled: "Joining the army, my subordinates thought that this was powerful enough. Ordinary horse faces, watchtowers, and arrow shelters would definitely turn into small cannons like this when they encountered them. Rice powder!"
"The defenders in the city are not fools. They will build artillery to fight back just waiting to be beaten. They will shoot at each other. The smaller artillery on the city is higher up and has a longer range. Which one do you think will win?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"It's a good idea to join the army, but the besieging side will definitely have more troops and more stone cannons. If you use the masses to defeat the few, it will be even!"
"Then what if the defenders set up stone cannons behind the city and asked the people on the city to report the location of the enemy's stone cannons and throw stones at them, but the attackers' view of the stone cannons was blocked by the city wall and they could only be beaten? What then? "
"Then, the only way is to build a watchtower outside the city and spy on the situation in the city from a high position!"
"Why not build a machine that requires less effort, has a longer range, and can fire heavier stone projectiles?"
"Joining the army makes sense, but manpower is sometimes scarce!"
"Haha, forget it, I'll open your eyes later!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Come here, Liu Pingji, go and lift the curtain of the Thunderbolt Car!"
"yes!"
"Thunderbolt car?" Hei Te Changzhi turned around in surprise and looked in the direction where Liu Pingji was running. He knew that this man turned out to be a craftsman from Dinglin Temple. He was always known for his exquisite craftsmanship and was also on the expedition this time. He thought I just came to protect those "scorpions", but I didn't expect it to have other uses.
"Look, this is the Thunderbolt Car! You can also call it a counterweight trebuchet!" Wang Wenzuo was very satisfied with the stunned look of everyone around him. In front of him was a giant machine with a height of seven meters. There was a log made of wood on a trapezoidal wooden support. The long arm has one long arm and one short arm. The short end is a wooden bucket, which is big enough for two adults. The long end is tied with a long rope. The end of the long rope is a leather bag, which is at the bottom of the bracket. There is a wooden wheel as high as one person on each side.
Everyone marveled at this giant machine, but no one seemed to know what it was used for.
"Join the army, everything is ready!" Liu Pingji said loudly.
"Then let's get started!"
