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Chapter 263 The wisdom of the old man

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    The famous general Yu Juluo died, and the atmosphere in Tongguan Pass was extremely depressed.  Yu Juluo is the guard here and the backbone of the place.  Without their coach, the soldiers were at a loss.

    "Qu Shuai, now the master has also died in the battle. I think it's better for us to surrender. I heard that you still have some friendship with Mr. Tang. I think Mr. Tang must be selling you out for your face." After Yu Juluo died, Song  Laosheng came to Qu Tutong immediately.  Since confrontation fails, peace talks become the only option.

    Qu Tutong glanced sideways at this old partner, who had been his lieutenant for so many years.  I was stunned and didn't realize that Song Laosheng was such a villain.  If such people reach the position of General Huya, they should have exhausted their Sui Qi.

    "Commander Qu, now the master is dead. You have the highest prestige in Tongguan, and half of the soldiers here are your old subordinates. If you climb up and make a call, your followers will definitely gather. The credit of this dedication can be  It falls on you, Qu Shuai deserves a lot of credit for this!" Song Laosheng didn't see Qu Tutong's cold eyes and was still talking to himself.

    I finally saw how shameless people can be, when they deceived Yuwen Chengdu and Yu Juluo into going to the battlefield.  Song Laosheng spoke impassionedly and looked like a wise minister who was loyal to the public and the country.  But with this face now Qu Tutong believed that the fact that he had worked with Song Laosheng for so many years and was not fooled to death by him was definitely the result of the blessing of his ancestors.

    "Get out!" Qu Tutong felt sick for no reason, and said coldly.  Then he sat down behind Shuai An with a sullen face!

    "Qu! No!" Song Laosheng was a little reluctant, but when he saw Qu Tutong's cold eyes, he could only say goodbye and retreat.

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    Without officials, Yun Hao was lying on Xiaoyao chair.  Swaying slowly, holding a book in his hand.  The old fisherman next to him is also lying on the leisure chair. This is the latest masterpiece of the Momen disciples.  Yunhao had wanted to make such a leisurely chair before, but he never succeeded because his craftsmanship was too fashionable.

    I tentatively discussed it with Mr. Yu, and the three views drawn with charcoal were immediately criticized completely by Mr. Yu.  What should be long here and short there.

    I have never learned drawing, so it would be great if I could make a three-dimensional view.  It's too much to ask that the scale also meet the physical requirements. Yunhao just wished he didn't have a computer, otherwise he would have produced a CAD drawing to open the eyes of this frog in the well.

    Complaints are complaints, Momen¡¯s efficiency is still excellent.  In three or two days, the fisherman got the things out.  Look carefully, the patent leather is new, smooth and delicate, like a baby's face.

    "Boy, this heavenly creation is the best collection of our Mo sect, how about it? Let me open your eyes!" The old fisherman was lying on the leisure chair, rocking very proudly.  He likes this thing very much, and now as long as he can lie on it, he basically doesn't move.  Yunhao is worried that his limbs will deteriorate if this continues.

    Yunhao was a little speechless. In his memory, Tiangong Kaiwu seemed to be a Ming Dynasty work.  Could it be said that Mr. Song Yingxing also piracy?  Look at this Tang Dynasty edition of "Tiangong Kaiwu". The yellowing of the paper is obviously due to its age.

    "Since it was passed down from the Spring and Autumn Period, you are the first non-Mo disciple to read this book!" Mr. Yu saw the searching look in Yun Hao's eyes and immediately smiled.  I have long been fed up with this kid who knows everything and knows everything.  Show off your special skills today, just to see how you can show off.

    "I said, Mr. Yu, is this printed in black? Is this black thing the treasure of your Mohist clan? If you take out a bamboo slip, the kid will just pinch his nose and recognize it. Don't bully me for being young. In the Spring and Autumn Period, there were paper  Huh? Cai Lun of the Eastern Han Dynasty invented paper. This is something that even the street vendors know. Even if there is an error, the difference is still hundreds of years Can you tell me, your Mo family had paper in the Spring and Autumn Period?  "Yunhao was too lazy to look at this thing. The printing was so black.  It is purely a test of eyesight and patience. To understand this thing, Yunhao thinks that he needs to be able to practice Zen better than Shenxiu.

    "Boy, you are so ignorant! Who said there was no paper during the Spring and Autumn Period? Our Momen really made paper during the Spring and Autumn Period, but that's it. Nowadays, paper is made from grass and wood pulp, but what you have in your hands is leather."  Lao glanced at Yun Hao, with obvious disdain in his eyes.

    "Leather?" Yunhao quickly took a closer look at the "book" in his hand.  The mosquito-repellent coils were visible with my eyes, and I saw many tiny holes on them.  This thing must be hair??has a major role.  Every hidden sect has its top priority to pass on its knowledge.

    But few sects have such huge manpower, material and financial resources to carve positive plates.  Now that we have this thing, Mohist teachings will slowly spread around the world with the publication of books.  The books printed by the Mohists are far more beautiful than those engraved, which is a sign of knowledge.

    He bowed his hands to Yunhao, and Yulao ran out without saying a word.  He needs to practice it himself. If he can succeed, it will be of great benefit to the inheritance of Mohist theory.

    Yunhao shook his head helplessly. He is a very pure person.  As long as he could ensure that the Mohist disciples had enough food and clothing, he would have no other requirements and focus solely on true knowledge.  The Eight Ox Crossbow currently manufactured by Momen has used spiral lever technology.  The matter of winding can be completed by just one person.  If it weren't for the heavy weight, maybe three people wouldn't be needed for the entire operation.

    In terms of ordnance, the Detachment of Women seems to be the most prosperous army in this era.  There are as many as fifty or sixty of these terrifying killing weapons, the Eight-Niu Crossbow, and the number is still growing as time goes by.

    I didn¡¯t know before that there was steel drawing technology in Datang.  Unexpectedly, drawing technology seemed to be no trouble in front of Momen.  Yunhao just raised his voice, and within a few days he had a wire rope in his hand.  Yunhao didn't understand how a steel wire as thick as a hair was pulled out.

    The crossbow strings of the Eight Ox Crossbow are now steel wire ropes.  The high-strength and tough crossbow string effectively ensures the range of the Baniu Crossbow.  When a javelin-like crossbow is fired, a war horse six hundred paces away will be shot through.  If this thing was placed at the top of the city, Yunhao didn't think anyone could capture the city.

    Of course, if you have a cannon, that's a different matter.

    It¡¯s not that Yunhao didn¡¯t consider getting gunpowder, but he could also get sulfur and saltpeter.  Yunhao found that purification was a problem and searched carefully in his mind.  But I can't imagine how these two things are purified.

    Unpurified gunpowder can only emit a huge burst of smoke when ignited.  Along with the choking smell of sulfur, Yunhao thought that this thing was far more lethal to mosquitoes than to people.

    Today there is an old man named Fan in my life. Just as the old fisherman left, Li Shentong walked in again with square steps.  One look at the old fisherman who left in a hurry, and you knew that this old guy was unreliable.  It was agreed that he would be responsible for talking to Yunhao this morning to relieve his boredom.

    "What did you come up with again that made that old guy so excited?"

    "Nothing else, it's just some trails. The chief manager doesn't have to take turns with Mr. Yu to keep an eye on me every day. I'm fine! Very good!" Yunhao shrugged, saying that he didn't have any problems.

    "Boy, depriving you of your military power is a last resort. Likewise, it is for your own good. After all, the eldest son Xiaozheng is dead, and the fourth girl has been crying all day long. In any case, the third girl and I have to be responsible for this matter.  This attitude. The third girl has already prepared a book for my elder brother, asking him to send Erlang to take over the Women's Army. Hey! I don't know what happened to Erlang and the elder brother in Tongguan."

    "The terrain of Tongguan is steep. If the lord attacks the city violently, it will be a disaster for the soldiers. But I think it seems difficult to happen."

    "The plan is out!" Li Shentong's eyes widened, with an expression on his face like a frightened child.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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