"That's the situation."
Lin Hai said this while desperately stuffing food into his mouth in Xia Junao's carriage.
"Mr. Lin, how many troops do you think the other side can muster if they try their best?"
Xia Junao's face looked very ugly. After all, no one had expected such a situation in the abyss. In fact, although Lin Hai looked very calm and his face did not look ugly the whole time in the abyss, he actually did not expect it either.
No matter who it is, if they develop half-baked hot weapons, electricity or even telegraph in the era of cold weapons, they will feel that they have won... and then they will run into enemies equipped with Zenith technology... their faces will not look good, and they can only hold on.
Of course, what the Abyss actually uses for combat is not Zenithian technology - this was for Lin Hai's previous life, but for the world now, it doesn't really matter whether the caliber of the cannon you are equipped with is 155, 203, or 75, you can't win anyway, so it seems reasonable to say that it is Zenithian technology.
"I've asked this question and estimated that there are 10,000 people."
Lin Hai smacked his lips and said helplessly.
"There are currently about four thousand soldiers on the defense line. To conserve resources, well, think of it as saving food. As long as their soldiers don't move, they don't need to eat or drink. There are still four thousand in the warehouse. Then there are two thousand used as spare parts. If we are determined to repair these two thousand, they should be usable. That's the maximum number."
"Oh, ten thousand. You know a lot. Do you think we can produce weapons comparable to theirs in four years? Just our few countries alone could mobilize four million soldiers in four years. Then, if we attack them all, even if our weapons are inferior, we can still crush them."
Although Xia Junao said this, the others also looked at Lin Hai eagerly. This was the safest solution they could think of.
"Absolutely not."
Lin Hai picked up a fish bone and spoke slowly while picking at his teeth.
"Even if we had their technology, it would take more than four years to build a factory to produce these weapons, not to mention that we don't have any."
"Um, Mr. Lin, how does Qinghe's explosive weapon compare to the other side?"
Chen Xu, who was deeply wounded by the explosive weapon, asked with interest, "If the difference isn't that big... even if it's a bit bigger, at most a few more people will die, which is not unacceptable."
After Chen Xu finished speaking, everyone nodded. As expected of the head of a powerful faction, he had no psychological burden when talking about the dead. In the end, it was because of the number of people...
Lin Hai rolled his eyes at Chen Xu and said unhappily, "Don't worry, we'll definitely kill many people, so many that even an emperor like you would be heartbroken. But our explosive weapons seem useless right now. Not only are we too far behind them, we can't even achieve a complete explosion."
Lin Hai thought for a moment and offered an analogy: "Can you imagine a three-year-old child holding a bamboo leaf and challenging a fully-armored cavalryman? That's probably the size of the gap between us."
Lin Hai originally thought that after he said this, everyone would fall into despair. After all, such a huge gap could not be bridged by numbers. However, he also had to be honest. At this time, any misjudgment of one's own strength could have disastrous consequences.
After hearing Lin Hai's analogy, the atmosphere in the carriage relaxed. Wei Mingyuan, who had been clamoring to lose weight and had just eaten two lamb legs, even picked up a mixed eight-treasure chicken and started to gnaw on it.
"Are you giving up on yourselves?"
Lin Hai asked in surprise.
"Oh, that's not the case."
Xin Yuetu also picked up his chopsticks, ready to try the new dishes that had just been delivered from the imperial kitchen of the Daliang Empire - otherwise they would get cold.
"We were worried at first that you wouldn't be able to come back, but you did."
"Later, we worried that the enemy we were about to face would be like a god, beyond our comprehension and description. But now it seems that although the enemy is powerful, it is still within our cognition, so we are not so worried."
"Not that worried? Didn't you hear me when I just said what heavy machine guns and artillery were?"
Lin Hai even wanted to put the mixed chicken on Wei Mingyuan's face onto Xin Yuetu's face. The best weapons your people are equipped with are only armor and longbows. You told me that cannons and heavy machine guns don't worry you so much?
"Didn't you also say that the enemy only has 4,000 standing troops and only 10,000 mobilized? Furthermore, they have difficulty getting supplies, so it's hard to say how effective these weapons will be. Of course, most importantly, didn't you also use tactics to weaken their firepower? With these prerequisites, it's not impossible to fight."
"Yes, Mr. Lin, that's exactly what we think."
Before Lin Hai could speak, Xia Junao took over.
"We were worried at first. After all, the Abyss has existed for over ten thousand years. Who knows what's inside? In the worst-case scenario, ten thousand years is enough time for a spirit to cultivate. If a mountain flew out of it and crushed us to death, we'd be completely helpless. And then you told us they were just powerful weapons...
Let me put it this way, we may not have experienced any major events, but whether it was Daliang, Chen Dynasty, or other countries, they were all in vain. Our ancestors overcame all difficulties and defeated numerous enemies. These enemies seemed far stronger than us at the time, but in the end we won.
Although our generation has almost lost the glory of our ancestors, we still have that blood and spirit. As long as the enemy can be killed, we dare to attack."
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