NCCnovel Chapter 848 Competition
Chapter 848 Competition
"Your Excellency is not very old, but why do you seem to be a little slow-witted? Didn't you hear clearly what the Sixth Prince said just now, that this bed crossbow was not designed by him?"
Shen Shuyi was not polite at all and hit back directly, which made many people unable to hide their shock.
Shen Jingchuan lowered his head and glanced around, stroking his nose, thinking that Shen Shuyi was already married now, and even if she really committed a capital crime, it shouldn't affect their Shen family...
So, just go ahead and scold him, that guy has been annoyed with him for a long time!
"Since it was not designed by the Sixth Prince, how can you say that he stole the Sixth Prince's design?" Shen Shuyi continued to ask.
The courtier's face turned red, and he was speechless when asked.
Someone on the side was not happy with this and said, "I think Lord Hu wants to give all the credit to His Highness the Sixth Prince, so as to show his loyalty to His Highness."
"You! Stop talking nonsense! I just think these two things are too similar!"
Shen Shuyi ignored him and asked Xiao Tingshan: "May I ask, Sixth Prince, what is the name of the capable man under your command?"
Xiao Tingshan slowly curled up his fingers and said, "This man's name is Mo Xiu, and he is the current head of the Mo family."
Prime Minister Qin couldn't help but ask, "But is it the Mohist who is good at mechanical mathematics?"
Xiao Tingshan responded: "That's right."
Upon hearing this, Shen Shuyi turned around and bowed to Emperor Qianwu, saying, "Your Majesty, this bed crossbow was designed by Mo Xiu, and my chariot crossbow was designed by Mo Yu, the son of the previous head of the Mo family."
"Since both of them came from the Mohist school and are of the same lineage, isn't it reasonable that they have some similarities?" Shen Shuyi argued with neither humility nor arrogance.
Emperor Qianwu looked at her with a hint of admiration in his eyes and nodded slightly: "That makes sense."
Shen Shuyi said: "What's more, Mo Yu's level is far better than Mo Xiu, and he is the orthodox of the Mohist School. Compared with the bed crossbow, this chariot crossbow can not only be disassembled and reassembled, but also rely on the soldiers in the chariot to control the direction by themselves."
The more he listened, the uglier Xiao Tingshan's expression became.
Mo Yu?
He had no idea that Shen Shuyi had such a person in his hands before, and he had never heard Mo Xiu mention it!
But unfortunately, he knew nothing about Shen Shuyi's situation, but Shen Shuyi knew his situation very well!
Thinking of this, Xiao Tingshan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back, making his face look even paler.
The power in this woman's hands was far beyond his imagination.
Wrong... He was wrong from the beginning!
When he saw that Shen Shuyi could not be won over, he should have killed her immediately!
Now it's like raising a tiger to cause trouble!
Emperor Qianwu looked at Xiao Tingshan and said slowly: "Tingshan, what do you think?"
Xiao Tingshan came back to his senses and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, this crossbow was designed by Mo Xiu with great concentration and took several months to make. Mo Xiu is now the head of the Mo family. I think that Mo Yu is still young and his learning is not thorough. Although the crossbow he designed has its merits, he is too arrogant due to his youthful vigor."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yuren spoke up: "Your Highness the Sixth Prince, are you saying that I can't beat that old bastard Mo Xiu? If that's the case, then let him bring his crossbow and let's compete!"
Mo Yu's words could be said to be extremely arrogant.
The court officials were talking about this for a while, and many of them looked at Mo Yu and Xiao Tingshan, looking them back and forth.
Xiao Tingshan suppressed his anger and wanted to say something, but he saw Emperor Qianwu laughing: "Alright, young people are full of vigor! In this case, Tingshan, call Mo Xiu and compete with him!"
Zhao Baokun responded: "Your Majesty is wise. The things on the battlefield should be tested with real swords and guns!"
At once, many generals responded.
What they hate most is talking nonsense. It's the same as being on the battlefield. If you have real ability, everyone will respect you. If you don't have ability, even if everyone responds to you and compliments you on the surface, they will still look down on you in their hearts.
Shen Shuyi turned to look at Xiao Tingshan and raised the corners of his lips: "Sixth Prince, how is it?"
Xiao Tingshan looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Chuan Mo Xiu."
Not long after, everyone saw a man in his fifties or sixties being summoned to the hall. Mo Xiu looked stern and serious, with gray hair. He was wearing a simple robe and looked much more stable and reliable than Mo Yu, who looked unkempt.
After Mo Xiu met Emperor Qianwu, he turned around and saw the chariot crossbow made by Mo Yu.
He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but quickly stepped forward and checked it up and down again: "You...you really made it? This is impossible!"
Mo Xiu's eyes were filled with astonishment as he continued to look at the crossbow.
However, even so, there were some things he didn't understand. But as a descendant of mechanical engineering, he could naturally see that this chariot crossbow seemed to be able to control its forward movement and direction.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's have a fight!" Mo Yu couldn't hold back any longer, and his whole body was full of blood. He immediately said to Emperor Qianwu, "Your Majesty, please assign us 100 guards each and move to the martial arts arena."
"allow!"
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After a cup of tea, we arrived at the royal martial arts arena.
A chariot crossbow and a bed crossbow stood opposite each other, with a hundred guards on each side. In addition, Mo Xiu and Mo Yu were on both sides, teaching the soldiers how to use them.
Shen Shuyi and Xiao Tingshan each served as commander of the two sides and were responsible for issuing orders.
Zhao Baokun squeezed to the front of the crowd, his eyes full of excitement: "Cousin, kill them all!"
Shen Jingchuan stood aside, his hair turning white with worry: "How can Sister Yi give orders? How can she lead a battle?"
Zhao Baokun looked at Shen Jingchuan as if he were an idiot: "Who doesn't know how to give orders? Besides, it's just a hundred soldiers, what's the difficulty!"
As the two were talking, Mo Xiu and Mo Yu had already taught them how to operate the vehicle, and the soldiers got on the vehicle one after another.
There were eight guards on each side of the chariot, but Xiao Tingshan left four others to push the chariot.
The other guards served as ordinary soldiers and were used in combat.
Huo Yuanlang stepped forward and announced: "When two sides fight, the one who kills all the other side's soldiers will win, or the one who destroys the other side's chariot crossbow will win. The one who achieves one of the two will win!"
Shen Shuyi and Xiao Tingshan stood in the middle of the field, facing each other.
The two men looked up at each other, their gazes meeting in the air, filled with unspeakable murderous intent and a chilling chill.
The next moment, the sound of war drums rang out.
Shen Shuyi retracted his gaze and directed the chariot crossbows: "Ten people form a team, teams one and two will guard the left and right sides of the chariot crossbows, and teams three and four will meet the enemy in the front."
"The 56th squad broke through the enemy's encirclement from the right wing, and the soldiers in the crossbows coordinated their attack and cover..."
"Archers, get ready. Shoot the enemy's crossbow-pushing soldiers first, and use the rain of arrows to block the enemy's soldiers from advancing."
Shen Shuyi was quick and decisive and gave the order quickly.
The two sides competed mainly in chariots and crossbows, but it would be impossible to succeed without soldiers on the battlefield, so Emperor Qianwu allocated 100 soldiers to each of them.
At this moment, the martial arts arena was like a small-scale battle between the enemy and us.