Daqin Engineering Corps

Pang Nuan thought to himself, even if the north gate fell, it would only be a small gap made by the Qin army.

As long as the thousand guards make up for it in time and take back the city gate, it will be fine.

However, the facts slapped Pang Nuan hard:

When Pang Nuan led his troops to the north gate, he found that the Qin army had fully captured the city wall and spread into the city...

Then there was only a small gap, Qin Jun had already rushed towards them like a flood, and Pang Nuan was stunned in an instant.

Needless to say why the North Gate was breached in a short period of time, of course it was because of the Pangi Turtle.

To be precise, it is a poisonous bomb made of softshell turtle.

Not long after the war started, Shen Bing ordered the poisonous bombs to be ignited and shot into the city, and all of them were hit near the city gate.

Since he had seen Qin Jun throwing this kind of sackcloth bomb several times before, Zhao Jun didn't care.

Where would they have thought that this Mai Huo Bomb was not that Mai Yi Huo Bomb.

In addition to burning, these sackcloth bombs also released thick smoke outwards, and after a while, the vicinity of the city gate was blurred like fog.

Among them, Zhao Bing occasionally coughed.

In addition, some poisonous bombs were thrown on the city wall by the soldiers of the Qin army who were besieging the city...

This is because it is difficult to accurately throw poisonous bombs on the city wall with a trebuchet to paralyze the Zhao soldiers who turned over the city.

So Shen Bing thought of a way, tied the poisonous bomb with hemp rope and carried it with him by the siege soldiers.

When the soldiers climbed up the siege ladder and were not far from the top of the city, they lit poisonous bombs with torches and threw them at the top of the city...

It's kind of like the original hand grenade.

So it didn't take long for Zhao Jun on and off the city wall to have shortness of breath and weakness in limbs.

At the beginning, Zhao Jun only thought that the enemy was nervous and something happened to him, but when he realized something was wrong, it was already too late...

At this time, Yang Duan and Ling Qi waved and ordered the team to attack.

The five hundred soldiers who were trapped in the team were all wearing brown clothes without armor.

Most of them are only equipped with a bronze sword and a healing cloth is used to cover the mouth and nose to prevent poison.

Only a few soldiers responsible for defending the city head carried leather shields.

This light outfit enabled them to jump up the wooden ladder quickly and attack the top of the city with lightning speed.

At this time, Zhao Jun at the head of the city was completely powerless and unable to resist.

Therefore, the shields blocked Zhao Jun who came to help from both sides, the murderers killed, and those who robbed the city gates robbed the city gates...

It took only one stick of incense before and after, and the originally impregnable North Gate Urn City was breached.

As soon as the two city gates opened, Qin Jun shouted and poured into the city like a tide.

It was too late when Pang Nuan brought troops to help, he could only watch this scene helplessly.

Without waiting for the order, the personal guards immediately stepped forward to withstand the Qin army's attack and protected Pang Nuan to retreat.

Who would have thought that Pang Nuan was disheartened at this time.

He sighed and said:

"It's a pity that I, Pang Nuan, didn't die a few days earlier."

"Otherwise, you won't have to sit back and watch Zhao Guo perish at the hands of Qin Man!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly pulled out the bronze sword from his waist and wiped it on his neck...

The personal guard screamed in surprise and rushed forward to stop it, but there was no rush.

There was a stream of blood gushing from Pang Nuan's neck, and after a while, he fell to the ground as the bronze sword fell from his hand.

As soon as Pang Nuan died, Zhao Jun lost his will to resist and surrendered.

The nobles of Zhao State fought and fled into the imperial city...

The imperial city is the inner city of Handan, and it also has city walls that are not even lower than the outer city at all.

However, everyone knows that the general situation is over at this time, and hiding in the inner city is just seeking a moment of psychological comfort.

As long as the Qin army placed the trebuchets outside the city and threw the sackclothed fire bombs in, the inner city would soon become a city of fire.

This is indeed the case.

However, Wang Jian was not in a hurry to attack the inner city. He ordered to control the surrendered army first and then appease the people.

This is one of Wang Jian's strengths. He is good at fighting steadily rather than eager for quick success.

It was not until that night that everything was settled that Wang Jian transported the trebuchets one by one outside the imperial city and set them up.

A courier rode his horse to the city gate and shouted loudly:

"General Wang Jian has an order."

"If you leave the city and surrender within half an hour, you will not die."

"Otherwise, the general will set fire to the imperial city!"

……

Shen Bing looked at the Handan Imperial City under the torch from behind the trebuchet.

A burst of crying came from inside... At this time, the nobles of the Zhao Kingdom had nothing else to do but cry.

Perhaps King Zhao believed Wang Jian's words, and it didn't take long for the city gate to open slowly from the inside. Zhao Wangqian, followed by a group of soldiers, led the civil and military officials out of the city.

Shen Bing looked at the leader Zhao Wangqian who walked out of the city tremblingly, and he didn't know what it was like.

Who is to blame for committing suicide?

It is "poor people must have something to be sad".

Although King Zhao was caught in a scheming scheme, if he hadn't been wholeheartedly thinking about getting rid of Li Mu, how could he have ended up in such a field?

The soldiers of the Qin Army raised their weapons and cheered.

Those Zhao nobles were so frightened that their faces were ashen and trembling, and they couldn't even stand firmly.

So far...

Zhao, the only country among the six countries that could confront Qin directly in the military, thus came to an end.

Chapter 72 Flour

Shen Bing didn't know whether the nobles of the Zhao Kingdom believed Wang Jian's words really or falsely, anyway, Shen Bing didn't believe them.

These nobles were the ones who bullied Ying Zheng!

The reason why Ying Zheng was in such a hurry to bring down Handan was to get rid of these people quickly, so how could he let them go?

It is precisely because of this that Wang Jian imprisoned them in the military camp...

At this time, Handan was still unstable, and Wang Jian was worried that there would be accidents if these nobles were imprisoned.

You must know that these are important people in Yingzheng, and they cannot afford to lose Wang Jian.

So they were simply tied up and surrounded by soldiers, so that even if they put on wings, they would not be able to fly away.

Not only that, Wang Jian also arrested the family members of those nobles.

Who can guarantee that Ying Zheng won't slaughter their nine clans?

If his family was allowed to flee in chaos, where would he find Wang Jian when he was blamed?

From this aspect, it is not without reason that Wang Jian has his current status.

Shen Bing was not concerned about these things, at this moment he was staring at his breakfast in a daze.

The food is still small rice with meat sauce, and there are two bean sprout leaves.

According to Fatty Tun, these bean sprouts have a nice name: Huo Cai.

Before that, Shen Bing thought that life was difficult because there was no way to march outside.

But now that they are all in the city, and the country of Zhao has been destroyed, don't they order anything else?

Fatty Tun replied with a confused face:

"Besides that, there are also mustard greens and bitter greens."

"It's just not in season yet."

So Shen Bing understood that what is lacking in this era is not only industry and technology, but also not many edible vegetables.

Although it was hard to swallow, there was nothing I could do for the sake of my stomach, so I could barely swallow the millet rice with Huo Cai.

However, Shen Bing, who is used to eating rice, is not even used to small rice...

He has never eaten millet since he was so old, even if he did eat it, he would eat pasta.

Wait, pasta is much better than millet!

If you get some noodles and serve them with meat sauce, isn’t it delicious noodles with pressed sauce?

Thinking of Shen Bing, he asked the fat man beside him who was wolfing down:

"May I have flour?"

Fatty Tun answered vaguely while chewing the food in his mouth:

"flour?"

"Master, tell me what this flour is, and I will get it for the master."

Shen Bing raised his head towards the bowl:

"It's the millet I'm waiting to eat... just grind it into powder."

All the people around were stunned.

Fatty Tun looked at the grains of millet rice in the wooden bowl, and said in embarrassment:

"Master, how can this... be ground into powder?"

"Even if it is pounded, it must be pounded for several days!"

Only later did Shen Bing realize that the situation in this era was different from modern times.

In modern times, we don’t care about millet and rice, as soon as they are poured into the machine, they are hulled.

Qin Shi even used a human pounder to remove the shells, that is, to pound a heavy wood into a stone mortar filled with grains.

Over and over until the chaff is removed.

This is also the reason why soldiers' food supplies are divided into "boiled rice" and "boiled rice".

"粝米" is coarse rice, the kind that has not been cleaned from the chaff after being roughly smashed.

This is the kind of rice that Gongshi and Wujue eat. If it is not cooked into porridge, it is really hard to swallow.

"粺米" means polished rice, that is, the chaff has been removed.

Of course, this kind of rice takes longer to produce.

Second-level nobles and above eat boiled rice, but for Shen Bing... it's still just to satisfy his hunger.

It's no wonder that other people looked at Shen Bing with strange eyes.

Husking and pounding the rice is no easy task. If you want to pound the millet into flour...it is almost an impossible task.

Shen Bing rolled his eyes and had no choice but to deal with the boiled rice in the bowl again.

But after thinking about it, he waved to Cang.

Cang immediately leaned forward from a few steps away, cupped his hands and said:

"Brother, please tell me."

"As long as Cang can do it, he will go all out."

Shen Bing looked to the side. He wanted to find a branch, but he couldn't find it in the barracks.

Fatty Tun handed over a piece of sheepskin and pen at the right time, and said: