Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

Ying Zheng waved his hand: "Don't embarrass him. Those are Hun prisoners of war brought here under escort, just choose two from them."

Zhao Gui was tall and burly.

The first emperor pointed at him casually.

"..."

Zhao Gui's face turned black instantly.

The First Emperor was finally willing to look him in the eye, but how could it be at such a juncture!

"Your Majesty, this son cannot be killed for a while."

Chen Qing explained in a low voice.

"Oh?"

Ying Zheng's face showed displeasure, and there was a bit of violence in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, this person is..."

Chen Qing clarified Zhao Gui's identity in a few words, and sighed: "Zhao Gui belongs to Daqin now, so his biological mother is also a citizen of Daqin. He looks forward to day and night, and only wishes to return to his hometown. Your Majesty, please take care of her in the miserable life of her life." For the sake of letting his son live."

Repeated battles and repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles.

It doesn't matter what the facts are, it only depends on the skill of speaking.

Ying Zheng nodded slowly, "Forget it, I didn't take good care of you, which caused the people to be tortured by the Huns."

Chen Qing interrupted: "There are a few captured war horses in the team, some of them were injured, and it is okay to use them to test the cannon."

"Ah."

"That's it."

Ying Zheng nodded indifferently.

Zhao Chong heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Chen Qing deeply.

This guy's few words almost cost him his life.

There was another round of clamor, and Zhao Gui, who was doomed to die, was rescued.

His Majesty's trust in him is so deep that it is almost impossible to shake it.

Zhao Chong couldn't help feeling a little timid in his heart, he was really afraid of this disaster!

Fusu ordered someone to bring out the three wounded horses, and according to Chen Qing's instructions, tied them to a tree a hundred meters away.

"Your Majesty, my minister is about to light a fire, you cover your ears."

"Light it up."

Ying Zheng urged impatiently.

"promise."

Without hesitation, Chen Qing put the torch on the lead rope.

Sparks splattered.

He immediately covered his ears and stepped aside.

Boom~!

There was a deafening roar, and gunpowder smoke rose.

Ying Zheng shook his feet twice, but there was no panic on his face.

He had seen the explosion of gunpowder, and knew that the cannon was probably similar to the Wulei Shenji, so he was prepared in his heart, so he stared at the horse in the distance without blinking.

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The lead sand all over the sky swept past like a violent storm.

Countless bloody flowers suddenly burst out from the three wounded horses, and they only had time to neigh for a while before falling down wailing.

A large number of leaves fell from the surrounding trees, and in an instant, countless black spots appeared on the snow.

"Go and see."

Ying Zheng was dumbfounded. He clearly remembered that the distance between the heads and tails of the three war horses was at least thirty feet apart.

But in an instant, they all fell down, unable to even struggle.

A group of people quickly surrounded the past.

What you can see is the bright red blood flowing from the horse's body.

The warm horse blood melted the snow, turning everything within a five-foot radius into a pool of blood.

I couldn't see it when I was shooting sparrows before, but when the target was changed to a huge horse, the power of the shotgun shot was immediately revealed.

They had as many bullet holes as honeycombs, and there was not a single intact part of their bodies.

Even the veterans of the Northland, who had experienced battles, could not help but be shocked by the tragedy.

"Chen Qing, I'm afraid this thing cannot be made in a day and a half."

"Why didn't you offer it earlier?"

Ying Zheng turned around and immediately asked sternly.

"Your Majesty, it took more than a day and a half to build it."

"Weichen asked Mr. Xiangli to cast the cannon, which took nearly ten days."

"It took half a month to polish the bore of the gun, but it has not been successful so far."

Chen Qing explained calmly: "Your Majesty is well versed in military affairs. You should be able to see that if the artillery fires a single projectile, the power will be even greater, and it will be easy to attack the city."

"But the cannonball must fit perfectly with the artillery in order to maximize its effectiveness."

"The barrel is six feet long, and it's made of bronze."

"With Mr. Xiangli's hand, how difficult is it to polish it?"

"That's why my humble minister..."

Ying Zheng already understood what he meant, and immediately asked, "Do you have a solution?"

"Have!"

"When Lei Huosi's exclusive water wheel is built, it will be cut and polished by water power day and night, and the speed will be at least ten times or twenty times faster."

Chen Qing replied calmly.

Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and asked curiously, "Can this artillery be made bigger?"

"of course."

"It can be made ten times or a hundred times bigger than this, but..."

Chen Qing said it happily, but Fusu was terrified.

If he remembered correctly, the Xianyang cannon weighed [-] catties.

If it is ten times larger, wouldn't it weigh close to [-] catties?

If it is a hundred times, it will be 20 catties!

He never thought that there would be such a huge weapon in the world.

Wouldn't half of Xianyang City be destroyed by that shot?

Ying Zheng blushed with excitement: "But what? Don't worry about material consumption, even if the twelve golden men of Xianyang Palace are melted down, the widows will still see this cannon!"

Chen Qing looked solemn: "Your Majesty, this is not about the twelve golden men."

"To build this cannon, you need an emperor with firm belief and great talent, and you need a minister of industry who is dedicated to it wholeheartedly."

"Thousands of excellent bureaucrats and civil servants, and more than [-] highly skilled craftsmen."

"All in all, it needs a great country to back it up."

Ying Zheng's face gradually changed from excitement to calm, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Is the Great Qin Empire of the few people feasible?"

Chen Qing smiled: "It should be it."

Chapter 168 Which man can resist the temptation of giant ship cannons?

For the first time since Chen Qing entered Xianyang, Ying Zheng found him so pleasing to the eye.

This flattery is light and heavy, appropriate and soft, as subtle and silent as spring rain moistening things, but refreshing.

"Thank you Chen Qing, Artillery..."

"but……"

Both sides spoke at the same time, and Chen Qing inadvertently interrupted Shi Huang's words.

Ying Zheng frowned immediately.

It wasn't because of Chen Qing's unintentional offense, but he knew intuitively that what the other party said next would not be good.

"There are emperors with firm beliefs and great talents, and there are also ministers of industry who are dedicated to the public."

"Bureaucrats and civil servants are not hard to find."

Chen Qing said slowly: "I just don't know where the [-] skilled craftsmen come from?"

Ying Zheng said without hesitation: "Is it enough to recruit skilled craftsmen from all over the country?"

"not enough."

Chen Qing shook his head calmly and firmly: "The difference is far."

"Why not enough?"

Ying Zheng said unconvinced: "There are tens of thousands of people in Daqin, can't you recruit even [-] craftsmen?"

Chen Qing smiled: "I have the guts to ask Your Majesty first, how many guns do you plan to have?"

"Of course the more the better!"

"At least... [-] gates!"

Ying Zheng had seen the power of artillery with his own eyes, and Chen Qing admired it as the king of land warfare, so he had a strong desire for such a powerful weapon.

One hundred thousand doors is still his most conservative idea.

If you follow your heart, it is best to build a million gates.

Daqin has a vast territory and long borders.

For the Great Wall alone, a hundred thousand gates is not enough!

"This small cannon made by Weichen cost about two thousand catties of copper, which is equivalent to half a tael and one hundred thousand."

"Your Majesty wants 100 cannons, which means [-] million dollars."

"I don't know if the internal library may supply it?"

Chen Qing lowered his head, quietly waiting for Shi Huang's answer.

Ying Zheng's face was serious and he said nothing.

Fusu kept winking at Chen Qing, telling him to pay attention to what he said and not to embarrass his father.

The internal treasury of the first emperor claimed to collect all kinds of treasures from all over the world.

However, in the face of the astronomical gap in copper material, it is really impossible to get it out all at once.

The Twelve Golden Men, regarded as the treasures of the country, weigh about [-] tons in total, are three feet high, majestic and majestic, and are magnificent.

However, if they were all smelted, only more than 400 cannons could be cast, which was far from [-].

For the first time, the Great Qin Shi Huangdi, who swept across the six countries, felt that he was so poor.

So poor that I can't get angry at all.

He stared straight at Chen Qing, full of resentment and didn't know how to vent it.

"Although casting and processing of bronze cannons is easy, the cost is extremely high."