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    He spoke a bit ramblingly, but to Chen Wanrong¡¯s ears it was like heavenly music.  Since leaving, Chen Wanrong has been thinking about machine tools and steam engines all the time. When he heard this, he was overjoyed and asked: "Master Kou, have you made them all?"

    Kou Yibing couldn't hold his tongue: "General Chen, we haven't made the steam engine yet, but we are becoming more and more confident as we work on it. I believe it will be almost there in another year and a half. We have already made several of these machine tools.  It¡¯s over.¡±

    It was really a big deal to make several sets at a time. Chen Wanrong was very happy. Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone complaining: "Master Kou, what do you say to him? At least you have to let him guess, let him  Be anxious."

    It was Ye Tianheng who came up to him with a smile and hugged Chen Wanrong with his big arms. He kept looking at Chen Wanrong and said with a smile: "My little friend, this has changed! I no longer kiss everyone I meet.  There is murderous intent in every move. Fortunately, I understand that my little friend is not that kind of a bad person, otherwise, who would dare to get close to you? "

    Kou Yibing slapped his forehead and said: "Master Ye, you are right. I was so happy just now that I didn't notice this part. General Chen, why have you changed?"

    After the baptism of war, everyone has to change. Chen Wanrong said with a smile: "It's not that I want to change, it's because I have to change after crawling among the dead several times."

    "My little friend, have you ever killed anyone?" Ye Tianheng blinked and asked expectantly.

    It would be a shame to have never killed anyone on the battlefield. Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "I have killed some."

    Liu Huaide came over quickly, took over the conversation and asked: "The Tubo dogs are hateful. The more you kill, the better! Have you killed a hundred of them?"

    Chen Wanrong joked: "Master Liu, do you think that's straw, just waiting for you to harvest it with a knife? That's a human being! Killing a hundred is easier said than done. It's probably just a few dozen."

    "Dozens? Too few! Our artillery is so powerful, only a few dozen. I'm sorry that we have to work hard day and night to make artillery!" Ye Tianheng couldn't help but shake his head.

    Chen Wanrong explained: "I used the saber that Master Ye made for me to chop off dozens of heads, not counting the artillery."

    Ye Tianheng's tone immediately changed: "That's not bad! If you use artillery to kill so few people, you would be so sorry for us! Isn't it?"

    "That's it!" A roar of laughter sounded.

    Artillery is the proud work of the Ordnance Inspector. If Chen Wanrong only killed so many people with artillery this time, he would definitely be sorry for skilled craftsmen like them.

    ¡°Everyone, go into the room and say, don¡¯t stand here.¡± Cao Zhixiong reminded, everyone agreed, and surrounded Chen Wanrong into the room.

    As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Deming hurriedly brought tea to Chen Wanrong and said with a smile: "Master Chen, tell us about your killing of enemies!"

    "Yes, hurry up, we're waiting to hear it!" Everyone agreed.

    Ye Tianheng sat down next to Chen Wanrong, his crutches moving on the ground: "Little friends, whenever you win a battle, we are very happy. Especially the Battle of Doma, which was defeated with artillery. We  I can¡¯t express the excitement in my heart, I can¡¯t express it!¡±

    Not only was I excited at the time, I was also extremely excited now. My face was red and my eyes were very bright.

    Artillery embodies the hard work of skilled weapons supervisors, especially Ye Tianheng. When he thinks about the power of artillery, he can't help but burst out with passion.

    Since I came back yesterday, everyone who met Chen Wanrong asked Chen Wanrong to talk about the war. Even the worldly master Sima Chengzhen was no exception. Ye Tianheng and the others were curious as Chen Wanrong expected.  Although it's not surprising, this feeling is completely different.  Sima Chengzhen and the others were just curious, but Ye Tianheng and the others had put their heart and soul into building the artillery. They knew it was a matter of course.

    After sorting out his thoughts, Chen Wanrong started to talk to them, especially the use of artillery, and he explained it in detail.  No one was surprised at all when Tubo's natural dangers encountered artillery fire.  What excited them the most was that Chen Wanrong used artillery to blast Chide Zuzan into disarray, even losing his helmet. Chen Wanrong and the others used it skillfully to disintegrate the fighting spirit of the Tubo army, resulting in a massacre of the Tubo army.  defeat.

    "Great! Without the artillery we made, this great victory would not have been possible!" Ye Tianheng was extremely excited.

    Without artillery, it would be impossible to break through the dangerous passes of Tibet. Although his words were self-congratulatory, they were also pertinent. Everyone echoed in agreement. Everyone was proud and could not help but puff up their chests.

    After Chen Wanrong finished speaking, he felt his mouth was dry. He drank three large cups of tea to quench his thirst: "I've finished talking about my business, and it's time for you to talk about yours."

    &Heng said with a smile: "Little friend, you have a good idea. But there is one thing. Will they come? The students in the county hall can't go to the Imperial College, but they are working as staff or joining the army. How can they come to the weapons inspection?  Woolen cloth."

    Regarding this point, Chen Wanrong had long thought about it and said with a smile: "Master Ye, just don't worry. I tell the emperor that all the students who come to the Military Weapons Supervision will give them honors and official status. If it had been done in the past  , maybe the emperor will not agree, but things are different now. The artillery we built showed its skills and the Tubo victory was achieved. If these soldiers can build weapons more powerful than artillery in the future, do you think the emperor will disagree? "

    There are many better weapons than the bronze cannon made by Chen Wanrong. Just replace the black powder with modern solid explosives, and it will be much more powerful.  However, the Tang Dynasty does not yet have such conditions and can only postpone it.

    The artillery set an example. Ruizong would definitely agree. This was done. Everyone was very happy and laughed in unison.

    "Everyone agrees? If everyone agrees, I will consider writing a letter to the emperor!" Chen Wanrong glanced at everyone, everyone nodded in approval, and the matter was settled.

    Kou Yibing thought happily: "If this is true, we don't have to carry everything we have learned into the coffin, and can pass it on to future generations. After decades, hundreds, or hundreds of years, there will be no lost skills. By then  How can we, China, survive?"

    If all the technology created by our ancestors could be passed down, would our technology lag behind that of the West in modern times?  Maybe, but one thing is for sure, it will never be so far behind!

    Once this was agreed, Chen Wanrong was relieved and went to see the artillery.  In the warehouse, artillery pieces were parked neatly.  Chen Wanrong could tell at a glance that the current artillery was much better than the thirty-five that were sent to Tubo. He patted Ye Tianheng on the shoulder and joked: "Okay, Master Ye, you are actually hiding something! This artillery is comparable to  We used it well!¡±

    "This is not hiding something, this is practice making perfect! I have done so much, and if I can't get better and better, wouldn't my years have been in vain?" Ye Tianheng was so happy that the crutch in his hand kept moving on the ground and made a clicking sound.  A beeping sound.

    Kou Yibing attacked Ye Tianheng and said: "Brother Ye, how good is your artillery? Our machine tools are called good! General Chen, do you want to go and have a look? You can't think of it!"

    Can you not go?  Chen Wanrong readily agreed, thinking to himself, "What will this machine tool look like when they make it?" He was very eager to see the machine tool.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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