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When Wang Jian learned of King Zhao's order, it also meant that Li Mu had also received this imperial order. When the waiter read out the edict to self-destruct the Great Wall, he froze in place, unable to figure it out. , for no reason, how could Zhao Guo have dismissed his military position...

It's not that he, Li Mu, is boasting. Zhao Wang abolished him, which is no different from abolishing the entire country of Zhao.

The lieutenants had already kicked the attendants out of the tent, and the imperial edicts had been snatched away, and now all of them were red-eyed, wishing to tear up this rag.

Li Mu stood up, picked up the edict, and read it carefully from the beginning, under the dizziness, he didn't understand a single word, all he could see was the ruins of mountains and rivers.

He closed his eyes, slowly closed the edict, and named him by name: "Zhao Cong."

Zhao Cong, who was inexplicably appointed as the commander-in-chief, came out in panic. He endured the cold eyes of other soldiers and said sadly: "General, this is not my intention, and I don't know why your lord..."

"Zhao Cong," Li Mu interrupted him peacefully. As usual, Zhao Cong couldn't help but calm down, and listened to him slowly. From now on, you are General Zhao Jun."

"General!" The soldiers on the side were shocked when they heard this, and they got up angrily, "How can this be done?!"

"Don't talk too much, this is a king's order and cannot be violated, and I am not your general anymore."

The soldiers wanted to say something, but Li Mu waved his hand and calmly stopped them. The soldiers looked at Li Mu, then at the imperial edict, but they couldn't say anything in the end. The younger ones already had tears in their eyes, but they felt ashamed to cry in front of the general, so they could only silently press their faces with scarred hands.

Li Mu was ruthless and pretended not to see these people. He turned his head to look at Zhao Cong, and instructed carefully: "Qin soldiers have always fought ferociously in order to win meritorious service. If they fight head-on, Zhao Jun will definitely lose. With the Zhangshui River and the Great Wall as support, we can seek a long-term strategy: defend south and attack north, and concentrate our forces to defeat each. If one goes up and down, the Qin army will undoubtedly be defeated."

Zhao Cong lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "The general will know."

No, you haven't heard it yet...

Li Mu frowned and shouted, "Zhao Cong, look up at me!"

Zhao Cong paused, then slowly raised his head to look at Li Mu, Li Mu took a few steps, and stood in front of him: "You are impatient, but the most urgent thing is to fight Qin, this is not my lie, you must keep it in your heart, Don't be careless."

Li Mu stared straight at Zhao Cong. Zhao Cong just wanted to agree, but when he met Li Mu's gaze, he suddenly became hoarse, and could only nod indiscriminately in agreement.

This way... Forget it, it all depends on God's will...

Li Mu took a step back, bowed to Zhao Cong and all his former lieutenants: "In this way, Zhao Jun will get rid of you."

In the camp, those who squatted, stood, or covered their faces seemed to have sensed it. At the moment Li Mu bent down, they raised their eyes one after another, and saw their general, who had never bowed down, bent his back to them and looked at them. Zhao Gao, who was entrusted to him for protection, was in danger.

The Zhao flag outside the tent suddenly rustled, and the north wind whizzed in with a tragic momentum along the horseshoes, carrying yellow sand, blurring Li Mu's figure, clouding Dou Da's tears, and buried a generation of famous generals.

……

The tragedy of Zhao State will never affect Qin Jun, or it should be said that the worse Zhao State is, the happier Qin Jun is, and the more ready to move.

This atmosphere was so obvious that even Mo Dou, who hadn't heard anything outside the window, could sense it.

Mo Dou absent-mindedly picked up the blueprint in his hand, put it down, picked it up again, and put it down again. He rubbed the crumpled corner of the paper, and decided to get up and ask Ying Zheng.

"My lord, I have something to ask."

Ying Zheng calmly wrote the last stroke on the military affairs, and then tapped the corner of the case on the right with the pen. Mo Dou understood, and sat down beside Ying Zheng obediently, successfully making the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth twitch.

"What's the matter with fighting? Just say it."

Mo Dou pondered for a moment, and asked directly without hesitation: "When will the war start?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Mo Dou and shook his head: "I can only say that the time is coming soon, but I don't know the exact time."

"Can it be within a few days?" Mo Dou frowned in embarrassment, Ying Zheng didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something, Mo Dou suddenly realized that he had asked too much, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, my lord, I just... "

"It doesn't matter," Ying Zheng waved his hand casually. He put one hand on the table, put his head on it and looked at Mo Dou with a smile, "I'm just thinking about what Dou is going to make again."

Mo Dou was stunned by Ying Zheng, and he didn't react for a while, so Ying Zheng nodded his head: "Go, bring over the blueprint you've been fiddling with for a few days."

"Oh……"

Mo Dou came back to his senses, got up to get the blueprint, but his heart was completely broken: Why is Ying Zheng so proficient?Who is the ancient man!

The blueprint was quickly brought up. The picture on it was very simple and vivid. Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is this...the machine stone?"

Mo Dou nodded and said, "Yes."

Machine stones, also called trebuchets, existed in the Warring States period——"Mozi Beichengmen" records: "It was carved early with a wooden wall that was two feet and four quarters long, and put charcoal fire in it. Let’s borrow a car to throw it.” (Note 1), it can be said that this is the earliest stone-throwing, but the real promotion still took place in the Han Dynasty.

However, the structure of the Warring States Period was relatively primitive, with wooden stakes driven into the ground as fixtures, which could not be moved and could only be attacked at fixed points.The trebuchet painted by Mo Dou is also called a traction trebuchet, and is usually called a manpower trebuchet: Dozens of people forcefully pull the rope on one end of the lever, and use the lever theorem to throw the stone cannon at the other end.

The biggest improvement is that the structure is relatively simple, and the gun shaft can be temporarily made on the battlefield, which is very easy to promote.

Ying Zheng said clearly, "You want to make this thing before the war starts?"

Mo Dou nodded: "I'm afraid I don't have enough time, I originally wanted Mu Mu to help me, but since he's from Zhao, it's not right after all..."

Ying Zheng smiled slightly: "It's okay, Dou will go to him directly."

Mo Dou still hesitated, he frowned: "It's not good to let Mu Mu get involved..."

In fact, the previous Telescope and Ink Fountain were already quite apologetic, and now they want to make a trebuchet made of wood. Isn't this letting people smash the city of their homeland with their own hands...

But the interests of the Qin State prevailed, and just as Mo Dou was about to agree, he heard Ying Zheng say, "I promised him that I would not kill anyone, so this is his voluntary choice, so Mo Dou can rest assured."

Don't kill someone?

Mo Dou looked at Ying Zheng in shock. Seeing how Ying Zheng was gnashing his teeth at Zhao Guo before, he thought that Ying Zheng was going to kill everyone: "What about the captives?"

"The widow contributes, and I'm sent home."

"What if there is not enough food?"

"It won't be enough."

"Ok?"

"The widow has used Dou's fattening method, and it won't be enough."

Counting the days, this season's grain should be harvested. If the fertilizer is useful, according to the budget, it can just fill the gap for the prisoners. The grain was originally planned by Yingzheng to continue to expand the army, but Mo Dou has been found. That's all that's left.

Mo Dou was silent for a moment, then said, "My lord, I haven't told anyone about the fertilizer."

Ying Zheng replied naturally: "But the widow saw it."

"I haven't tried that fertilizer either."

"But the widow used it."

"That fertilizer will help."

"The widow knows."

Mo Dou met Ying Zheng's eyes, as if he had fallen into endless love and trust, and couldn't take a step forward. He finally couldn't help it, and smelled a seal on Ying Zheng's eyes, and hugged Ying Zheng Zheng's neck sighed contentedly: This is his Ying Zheng, his...