"I hope she can."
Upon hearing Gongshu Jiruo say this, Hou Feiqing felt a pang of sorrow. He reached out to pat Gongshu Jiruo's shoulder, as if to say, "Brotherly love has been fraught with hardship. I truly do not know how to comfort you."
Unfortunately... Gongshu Jiruo was too tall, and Hou Feiqing couldn't "climb" up to him at all, so he could only give him a perfunctory "slap" on the arm a few times.
"I understand, buddy. She can only lose to you. If she loses to someone else, you'll feel resentful, unwilling, and resentful, right?"
Gongshu Jiruo disdainfully avoided him, not letting him get too close. Seeing the strange and pitying look in his eyes, a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Hou Feiqing, now I'm afraid Julu Kingdom has also obtained the Cangxuan Token that belongs to Nanchen Kingdom. Ye Kingdom has two, and Julu Kingdom also has two. Only you are always one step behind others. I don't think you are a person who lacks foresight. It can't be because you have short legs, can it?"
Hou Feiqing's expression changed instantly. He straightened his hunched back, stretched out his thin arm, and bared his teeth angrily, saying, "Don't expose someone's shortcomings. Gongshu Jiruo, just you wait and see. I, Hou, will go and take over Xize Kingdom right now and bring it back for you to see."
No wonder others call Hou Feiqing "White Ape". Once his true form is revealed, his menacing appearance does indeed resemble the movements of an ape.
Gongshu Jiruo withdrew his sarcasm: "Taking over the Xize Kingdom will not be easy."
Hou Feiqing, however, was full of confidence: "In the past, it might have taken some effort and calculation, but this time our Beiyuan army has you. The Iron Halberd and Saber Team was personally trained and established by Master Gongshu. With such an invincible army, what difficulty is there in winning?"
"Arrogance leads to defeat; General Hou must have heard this."
"I, Old Hou, don't have those bad habits." Hou Feiqing looked at Gongshu Jiruo, whose white eyebrows and beard did not show signs of aging. Instead, his features were as sharp as a tiger in his prime, seizing every moment: "I know in my heart what kind of heads the knife in my hand can cut off. Arrogant soldiers? No, it is the golden age of my Beiyuan. With a strong country and a powerful army, I have the right to be proud."
Upon hearing this, Gongshu Jiruo's clear, cold eyes, like snow-white glass, revealed a hint of satisfaction. He then picked up the teapot from the table, took a new cup, and poured a cup of tea, its water clear and blue, less than eight-tenths full.
"Then let us celebrate General Hou's triumphant return here in advance."
He poured tea but did not serve it. He turned and left the main tent. His blue robes were as light as feathers, and his demeanor was as serene as the wisps of smoke on a lake. When he lifted the tent flap and stepped out, the slanting wind blew through his hair, like wisps of smoke accompanying the moon, creating an even more beautiful scene.
A look of surprise flashed across Hou Feiqing's face.
The thought that such a charismatic man was desperately pursuing a widow filled him with pity. But at the same time, he couldn't understand how high Zheng Quchi's standards must be to look down on his brother, one of the most outstanding men in the world.
He really went blind.
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Zheng Quchi, who was secretly criticized for being blind, was at this moment comparing the differences between his own catapult and those of others.
There's a saying, oh, she remembered, it's "A son doesn't despise his mother for being ugly, a dog doesn't despise his home for being poor," but their catapult really did have a technological barrier compared to other people's catapults.
Their catapults in Ye Kingdom were the most basic type, consisting of a gun carriage, a cannon shaft, a cannon tip, a cannonball, and a cannon rope. The process of using them was very primitive. The gunner would pull the cannon rope, then pull the cannon tip to lift the stone in the cannonball, which was then launched.
This ordinary catapult, which is not grand in scale, requires more than a dozen people to operate.
But look at other people's catapults. Although they are all called catapults and have the same name, their functions are several levels different.
Not only is it much more complex in structure, but it also doubles the power of slingshots while halving the manpower required.
Unlike their method of using pure human power to create a lever principle, they used elastic projectiles.
Its fulcrum shaft has been technically improved and can rotate flexibly, no longer fixed in one direction or requiring many people to move the base frame for adjustment.
Its ramrod was replaced by a giant stone lion's head, which was extremely heavy. It replaced the man-made projectile launcher and was operated by a rope lever. The lever was pressed down, the rope was turned to lower the ramrod, and then released, like a seesaw, with one side heavy and the other light, to launch the projectile.
Other people's catapults are simple and convenient to operate, but time-consuming and laborious. They only require one strong person to press the lever, and two strong people to take turns releasing stones to complete a set of procedures.
Zheng Quchi had already dismantled a catapult from the Southern Chen Kingdom, as well as one of his own. The scattered parts looked messy, at least from an outsider's perspective.
"It simply won't work, will it?"
Seeing that Zheng Quchi had been standing there thinking for a long time without taking any further steps, Liu Chaiji realized that he understood her embarrassing situation.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Quchi indeed looked worried and said, "Yes, time is limited. I can only modify a few chain projectiles before the next wave of enemy attacks. What about the rest?"
Liu Chaiji's eyes widened: "Huh?"
What is she talking about? What is a platoon-gun machine? What is that?
"Come here. You're strong. Stand here and help me move those wooden parts over, understand?"
Seeing her serious demeanor as she began to work, Liu Chaiji, who had initially claimed to be very busy, silently swallowed his words and said, "Oh."
Is she really capable?
Are you kidding me?
Liu Chaiji reluctantly followed.
Zheng Quchi brought over a makeshift carpentry workbench. As a professional civil engineer who also worked as a carpenter, she naturally carried various tools with her. She instructed Liu Chaiji to carry over the wood and began to modify it, repositioning, drilling, cutting, and splicing grooves...
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