Chapter 113 Zhao Lingmeng Looks at the Quality of Weapons
Zhao Lingmeng smiled and nodded, then followed Fan Yong to the side. After Zhao Lingmeng followed Fan Yong and his group through a smaller courtyard, and then through another door, they arrived at a larger courtyard.
Zhao Lingmeng took a quick look around and saw what looked like a small martial arts training ground in the middle of the courtyard. The reason Zhao Lingmeng felt this was a small martial arts training ground was because the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion also had one, and the original owner had often gone there to watch his two brothers practice martial arts when he was a child.
Zhao Lingmeng soon spotted a variety of weapons piled neatly in the courtyard corridor: swords, spears, halberds, clubs, axes, forks, darts, hooks, and lances. There were about ten people standing nearby, and she assumed they were there to help her test the weapons.
"So many commonly used weapons?" Zhao Lingmeng was indeed quite curious about this. In her mind, weren't all weapons used on the battlefield the same? What was the point of having so many different designs?
"To Princess Funing, the weapons of the soldiers at the bottom are definitely similar, but as you move up, the weapons become more of a matter of personal preference. After all, it doesn't matter what weapon you use; what matters is that it can kill the enemy."
Fan Yong explained carefully to the princess. He knew that the princess had never been to the battlefield, so she didn't know much about these things, and he didn't mean to look down on her.
On the contrary, he found Princess Funing quite interesting. He had been present when she tested the power of the siege crossbow she designed, and it was truly a masterpiece. He thought that if the princess could personally visit the battlefield, she might be able to create an even more powerful weapon. By then, it would be time for their Jing Kingdom to be proud.
If Zhao Lingmeng knew what Fan Yong was thinking, if she had really seen the tragic scene on the battlefield, she might have gotten so excited that she would have taken out the explosives and quickly ended the battle.
But Zhao Lingmeng, after hearing what Fan Yong said, thought about it and understood the key point: the higher up the ladder, the better the weapons. She nodded, indicating that she understood.
"Then let's get started! Have someone use weapons to chop some rocks or something. I want to see how hard and sharp they are."
When Fan Yong heard the princess say this, he immediately made a gesture, and then someone went over and told those people to start.
Then I saw several people carrying several super large stones and placing them in the middle of the martial arts training ground. The ten people took turns taking one weapon from the pile, walked to the stone, and chopped it hard.
Then Zhao Lingmeng heard a crisp sound, and she saw the knife held by the first person broke into several pieces, "Isn't this too brittle?"
"Most of them are of this quality. Princess, you'll know once you take a look." Fan Yong looked at the princess's surprised and slightly disgusted expression. He was actually a little bit looking forward to it. Maybe the princess could really solve this problem.
Sure enough, the weapons that followed all broke after almost one try, with the longest lasting only three times. Furthermore, after testing so many weapons, the stone showed little significant damage. Zhao Lingmeng stepped forward to examine the broken weapons carefully, sensing that their hardness, toughness, and sharpness were all lacking.
"You guys are going to the battlefield with something like this?" Zhao Lingmeng was really shocked.
"This is already pretty good. All nations now have similar technological capabilities, so we're not at a disadvantage. If our weapons were better, our casualties would definitely be reduced by at least one or two levels. How many families would be saved by those two levels?"
Fan Yong was also very emotional about this. He was also a person who often appeared on the battlefield. Once a war broke out, their secret guards would also go to the front line to collect information.
"That's not that difficult. Ask a skilled weaponsmith to come and talk with me! Let me understand their weapon-making process and see how it compares to mine."
"I have to report this to my superiors. I can't make the decision." Although Fan Yong was shocked by the request made by Princess Funing, he would not agree directly. He really couldn't make the decision on such matters. Now the technology in this area is top secret in all countries.
"If it's difficult, just find me a venue and someone who understands the technology. He doesn't have to be a master in this field. But I require him to be obedient and do whatever I tell him to do. I don't want to argue with others all day. Commander Fan, do you understand what I mean?"
Commander Fan nodded in agreement. It seemed the princess was quite confident. He wondered if her true strength was as impressive as she appeared. "I will convey your wishes, princess, and I will be very careful in my selection of candidates. Rest assured, princess, I hope this will succeed even more than you do."
"See you then." Zhao Lingmeng heard Fan Yong's agreement, and she left with Chunqing and Chunguang, showing no sign of wanting to stay. She was in a hurry to go back and have lunch with the other two children! She also wondered if the clingy third child had cried like crazy after not seeing her all morning.
"Sir, the princess is leaving just like that?" You Yu followed their Lord Fan's gaze and saw their smart and wise Commander Fan, who was looking at the back of Princess Funing as she left, wondering what he was thinking.
"How about staying and having dinner together? Let's go and get back to work." Fan Yong patted You Yu's shoulder vigorously and walked away in a leisurely manner.
"It's not impossible." You Yu could only rub his sore shoulder and followed silently. He kept complaining in his heart, "Commander, you are so good at treating people differently!" And when Princess Funing saw Deputy Commander Fan's face, she didn't show any reaction. The daughter of the Marquis of Wu'an was really amazing.
As soon as Zhao Lingmeng came out of the secret passage, she heard the crying of Zhao Houyang, which was almost enough to blow the roof off the house. She also heard the voices of Zhao Houjing and Zhao Houming constantly trying to comfort Zhao Houyang.
"These two little guys are still reliable at critical moments!" Although Zhao Lingmeng complained like this, she also quickened her pace to walk outside.
Zhao Houming was the first to see Zhao Lingmeng. When he saw Zhao Lingmeng, he felt like he saw a savior and said, "Mom, come and hug your brother."
Nanny Wu immediately stepped forward and put the crying Zhao Houyang in Zhao Lingmeng's arms. When Zhao Houyang saw that he was in his mother's arms, he gradually stopped crying.
"You are such a small person, how could you really recognize people?" Zhao Lingmeng felt incredible again when she looked at the little guy in her arms, but she didn't think much about it.
The main reason was that although she had the original owner's memories, she had never raised a child herself. Furthermore, the two older children seemed to understand a lot at a young age. Therefore, she didn't know if Zhao Houyang's behavior was normal.
When Zhao Houyang heard his mother say this, he actually responded with a sound, but the sound he made was just that of a baby, and no one could understand him. He didn't care whether anyone could understand him or not, and used his little hands to grab the clothes on Zhao Lingmeng's chest and refused to let go.
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