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The three hundred and seventieth chapters come out and have to pay back

 Zhang Kuang pounded his fist hard when he heard the sentry's words: "The target for 600-step archery is set aside, lean forty steps to the left, the target for 700-step archery is set aside and tilted 30 steps to the right, the target for 800-step archery is set aside, lean six steps to the left and right

Ten steps, three arrows fired. Mobile https:"

"It's an order."

"The horizontal crossbow of the six-hundred-step bed is tilted to the left at one and a half marks, and the height is raised by two marks." A soldier held a wooden board and compared the tilt angle: "The tilt angle is quarter and a half."

After a while of busy work, the soldier's voice came: "Adjustment completed."

"Three arrows fired in volley."

"Fire the arrow."

"Two of the three arrows in the 600-step archery target hit two. One arrow was half a mark lower. Adjust it half a mark."

"One of the three arrows hit the target at 700 paces. The target was shattered. The two arrows were deflected one mark to the left and one mark to the right."

"Three arrows missed the target at 800 steps. The crossbow arrows were not charged enough. They missed the target at 780 steps and fell to the ground. The target was scheduled to hit at a distance of 780 to 50 steps."

Young Master Liu had a sad look on his face as he listened to the professional terminology coming into his ears. Although he didn't really understand it, he could make some guesses.

Especially the last sentence is a clear introduction. The eight-niu crossbow has a maximum range of 780 steps and an effective range of 750 steps.

I sighed without tears. I felt bitter in my heart. I just didn't say anything. Is this something that ancient people could master?

Facts have proved that, yes, this is indeed the wisdom of ancient people.

Zhang Kuang looked at the dejected Young Master Liu and shook his head helplessly.

After a while, a group of people wearing official robes but no armor came over holding a book in their hands.

Zhang Kuang straightened his expression: "Have the statistics been calculated?"

"Back to the general, the Ministry of Revenue estimates that coal ironmaking can produce 100,000 jins more refined iron per month than charcoal ironmaking, saving 200,000 taels of silver."

"Going back to the General's Ministry of War to test the Mo Dao. Two hundred and five simple swords made of refined steel have cracks. The hardness is two and a half times, the toughness is two and a half times, and the strength is two and a half times. It can be equipped in large quantities."

"Back to the General's War Department's estimate, the plate armor was cut and tested, with Class A protection. The weight difference between the plate armor and the hundred-refined chain armor is two and a half kilograms. The light plate armor is three and a half kilograms lighter than the chain armor. It can be equipped by both light infantry and light cavalry.

."

"I went back to the general's household department and estimated that it would take skilled craftsmen thirteen days to build a pair of chain armor and three hours to water the plate armor. It is estimated that about two, three hundred and fifty-seven thousand taels of silver will be saved in one month, which can be used to equip a large number of equipment."

"Back to the General's War Department for testing, the wear and tear of the watering arrow is one-third of that of the hard-forged arrow, and the time consumption is seventy to one."

"Back to the general, the Ministry of Revenue estimates that watering the arrowheads will save 130,000 taels of silver per month."

"Back to the general, the eight-oxen crossbow costs more than 80% more silver than the bed crossbow in the army, so it can be equipped in large quantities."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Zhang Kuang burst out laughing, and the group of people laughing were baffled.

"The horse is matched, the horse is matched. This time the horse is matched, it is the most successful horse matching in my life."

Young Master Liu, who had already been numbed by this group of people, naturally understood what Zhang Kuang said about matching horses. Without matching horses, Zhang Kuang would not have produced so many equipment from his own hands.

He was the only one who suffered a loss in this matter of co-authorship. As for Young Master Liu's arrogant promise to upgrade himself to a higher rank, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Young Master Liu is not a novice when it comes to matters where official positions are easy to obtain but titles are difficult to confer, so he naturally knows how difficult it is.

Zhou Jiancheng came out with a bad look: "General, the black stone that Mr. Liu bought will be used up in about ten days at most. The most important thing right now is to purchase the black stone, otherwise nothing can be done. There is no coal.

Smelting refined iron, swords, plate armor, and arrowheads are all just talk."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Laughter pierced the sky again, but this time the laughter came from Mr. Liu. There was no way, the previous depression was wiped away. The coal had been contracted by himself and Zhu Run, not only the open air in the suburban counties near the capital

Coal mines, even open-pit coal mines in neighboring counties, were gradually controlled by Zhu Run. If Long Wuwei wanted coal, he could only buy it from Zhu Run.

This is one of the few pieces of good news that Young Master Liu received at Longwuwei Camp.

The Black Stone, which people had shunned before, showed for the first time that it was as important as it would be in later generations.

"Boss Coal, I never thought that this young master would become a coal boss one day. This feeling is so exciting."

Zhang Kuang heard the hearty laughter of Young Master Liu and obviously understood the key.

"Mingzhi, uncle wants to talk to you about something."

He walked towards Young Master Liu with an arrogant smile, his expression clearly meant that he had no good intentions.

Liu Dashao naturally understood Zhang Kuang's thoughts, straightened his expression, and clasped the long sword at his waist with his left hand and straightened his body: "General, there are no fathers and sons in the army. You can't break the rules. I don't know that the general has

Let’s discuss something.”

Zhang Kuang smacked his lips with a depressed look on his face: "You little bastard, you are so cruel."

The voice was so subtle that even though Mr. Liu didn't hear it, he knew that it was definitely not a good word. However, he didn't care. He wanted coal and money. The harder you scolded me, the less burden I felt.

In one sentence, if you have money, you can talk about anything. If you don’t have money, you can go wherever you want.

As for the matter of being arrogant and violent, Young Master Liu doesn't care at all. You are the Marquis Zhu Run and you are also the Marquis. Although his family is in decline, he is still the Marquis. There is nothing you can do to him with the protection of the dragon law.

Besides, Zhu Run is no longer the down-and-out Marquis. There is an endless stream of guests in the mansion every day, either high-ranking officials or dignitaries. Naturally, Zhang Kuang does not dare to rob them openly. If he wants coal, he can only buy it.

"General, what's wrong is that Zheng Qing bit his tongue and committed suicide."

A guard hurried over with a stack of manuscript paper.

Zhang Kuang suddenly changed his expression: "Can we still be saved?"

The guard shook his head helplessly: "I'm so angry."

"Hey, where's the confession?"

Young Master Liu is very disappointed with Qi Ya's rudeness. It would be much better if they were both biological sisters, okay? How come there is such a big gap in the lives of compatriots from the same mother.

Young Master Liu closed the door depressedly, looked at the gloomy sky and took a breath, Tian Zao got angry easily.

"It seems like I can't suck it back in."

Feeling the moisture in his nostrils, Mr. Liu had to take out a handkerchief and cover his nose. After a while, the white handkerchief was almost the same as the national flag of Japan.

There's no way I'm in such good shape, but I'm so angry. It must be because I didn't get enough rest in the military camp.


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