Xun Chen got into Guo Jia's carriage. Guo Jia's carriage was pulled by two yellow cows, and the speed was not as fast as the carriage, but it was smoother than the carriage. The carriage was half longer than an ordinary carriage, and there was a bookshelves in the back half, which were filled with large and small paper rolls. Xun Chen glanced at it and felt itchy. This was Guo Jia's mobile government, and there must be a lot of confidential information in it, and maybe there was a combat strategy against Xia Pi.

"Good car." Xun Chen pretended to be nothing, praised, deliberately turning a blind eye to the full chamber of documents.

"Oh, where is the best?" Guo Jia said while taking out the dried fruit from the drawer below and putting the slurry on the table.

Xun Chen was stunned, then smiled and said, "Everywhere is good, everything is good."

Guo Jia poured two cups of pulp and handed one to Xun Chen. "The general ordered me to not allow me to drink, so I could only use pulp instead of wine. If my friends were to take care of it, I would be more responsible."

"General Sun even cares about this?" Xun Chen took the cup and played with it in his hand, his eyes flashing slightly. He had seen many such bamboo cups. It was very popular in Runan. A piece of bamboo is taken off and cut into a suitable length. Then trimming the edges smoothly to make it a cup. Some people will also carve some patterns or poems on it, which look more elegant, but the reason is still cheap. Xun Chen thought it was just for ordinary people, but he didn't expect Guo Jia to use it.

"I'm in poor health, so it's not advisable to drink too much. I just can't control myself as soon as I drink it, so I quit."

"Those who conquer themselves are stronger, no wonder Fengxiao is getting stronger and stronger."

"Don't say flattery, answer my questions." Guo Jia took a sip of the juice and urged.

Seeing that Guo Jia looked serious and didn't look like he was talking, Xun Chen didn't dare to be careless anymore. He didn't rush to speak, but took a sip of the pulp first and found that the pulp was slightly cooler, not as simple as soaking it in cold water. He was a little careful, and then he noticed that Guo Jia's car was cooler than outside, and there seemed to be wind. As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw two wheels on the wall of the car, constantly turning, and the wind kept blowing.

"What's this?"

"Automatic fan." Guo Jia glanced at it. "You can keep the air in the car circulating without opening the window. The new invention of the Wood School." He paused for a moment and smiled again: "Strange skills and tricks."

Xun Chen laughed, ignored Guo Jia's joke, and shook the bamboo cup in his hand. "Why is this? Ice?"

"Yes. I'm weak and can't stand the heat." Guo Jia said, leaning over and pulling open the car trunk, which contained half a box of ice.

Xun Chen looked at Guo Jia's white and red face, looked at his double chin, and couldn't help but spat. Guo Jia's body was indeed not very good, but now he has no connection with the patient. This is clearly showing off. "Fengxiao, where are you talking about the famous doctors in Nanyang Bencaotang?"

Guo Jia couldn't help laughing loudly, and finally recovered the unruly that Xun Chen had in his impression. Xun Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Mr. Bo Qiu? Zhang Zhongjing took so much effort to cure him. How many months will he be locked up here? Is it almost ruined again?"

"Fortunately, I will take you to see him later. He is a bait. We used him to catch hundreds of rangers to supplement the losses of the Yi Cong camp. How could he easily die?"

Xun Chen nodded with a smile, pretending not to see Guo Jia's joke. At least one-third of the hundreds of rangers caught by Guo Jia were the JAC Rangers. This area was originally a place where it was easy to hide. After He Yong was captured, Cao Ang and Liu He sent people to rob the prison. Some rangers organized themselves, but they failed. Instead, many people were attracted by the new atmosphere of Runan and turned to the army.

Needless to say, Guo Jia is the mastermind behind the scenes. With Xu Qian and Dian Wei assisted, few Rangers could escape the net he set up. Xun Chen was suddenly shocked. Will those Rangers who escaped were caught by Guo Jia and deliberately put them back? Many of these people served in the army, and some were even appointed to collect information. If it was the Anchun arranged by Guo Jia, it would be a hidden danger.

Xun Chen became uneasy and was in a daze. Should he rush back and deal with it himself immediately, or write a letter to let Liu He handle it? These are all his responsibilities, and he does not want Liu He to intervene. What's more, there is a mistake, and he is unwilling to let anyone know. If he can handle it quietly, it will of course be the best result. But before he saw Sun Ce, he could not leave easily. Sun Ce was not seeing him for a long time, would he do it on purpose?

The more Xun Chen thought about it, the more he became more uneasy he felt. He was up and down, and even forgot the questions Guo Jia asked him.

Guo Jia didn't urge him, and drank the juice silently.

The ox cart slowly moved forward. There were workshops, pedestrians and vehicles near Gepi, and the road here was maintained very well. Xun Chen could hardly feel any confusion. Before he knew it, they entered a military camp, Guo Jia got out of the car, and led Xun Chen forward. Turning two turns, Xun Chen saw two tall catapults at a glance. The long poles were ten feet, one thick and the other thin, and the one thick end was larger than a hug. The poles were spliced ​​together, and there were ten ropes tied on the poles, like bamboo joints.

"This is……"

"Giant stone thrower." Guo Jia said casually: "a weapon that is both offensive and defensive."

Xun Chen's eyes rolled, and understood what Guo Jia meant to lead him to see. He couldn't help but smile: "So that's it. Can Fengxiao take me to see the stone bomb workshop? Such a large stone thrower must also use a larger stone bomb? How much does this stone bomb cost? How many thousand or tens of thousands?"

Guo Jia smiled without answering and led Xun Chen forward. They walked a long way until the giant stone thrower turned into a black spot in his sight. Xun Chen saw a wall, some craftsmen were naked, sweating profusely, and there were a lot of adobe and gravel scattered beside them. Xun Chen realized that this was the imaginary target of the stone thrower, so he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning and looked back.

“How far is this?”

"Three hundred steps." Guo Jia pointed to the wall being repaired. "For attacking the city gate, you don't need stone bullets, but iron bullets. There are three specifications: one hundred stones, one hundred fifty stones, and two hundred stones. If you hit it, you will break the ball with one shot."

Xun Chen's face twitched twice, and he said with a forced smile: "How many shots can I hit the first shot?"

Guo Jia frowned and smacked his lips. "This is the problem of the problem now. The hit rate of different projectiles is quite different. The hit rate of 200 stones can be one in five, but the shooting rate of 200 stones is only one in ten. But the shooting range of 200 stones is only three hundred steps, and it will not work even further. The shooting rate of 100 stones can reach 500 steps, but the hit rate is even lower, and only one in thirty is only one in thirty."

Xun Chen looked at the wall and then Guo Jia. "Fengxiao, are you talking about this wall or the city gate?"

Guo Jia looked back at him. "Of course it's the city gate. Didn't I say it just now? The city wall can be hit, but it can't be broken, and it's not practical. "

Xun Chen's cheek twitched, but he wanted to laugh but didn't laugh. "Fengxiao, amazing, amazing. Three hundred steps away, one out of ten iron bullets of one out of ten, and one out of five out of two hundred stone iron bullets. This accurate head is simply a hundred steps to shoot willows, the best in the world."

Guo Jia looked at Xun Chen quietly until Xun Chen stopped laughing, and then he said slowly: "A hundred steps to shoot willows are not the best in the world. It is the best in the world, so he will be the best."

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