Aztec Eternals Chapter 23

The next month has a calm taste.

The rain is still falling, and there are few sunny days. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is mid-July, the midsummer of all things blooming.

The city of Hilotepec still did not surrender. Their food can last at least another ten months. Outside the Mexica camp, a steady stream of food arrives from the lake. The samurai stayed in the tents, trying out martial arts with each other, and teaching the new recruits how to fight.

Shulot and the carpenters have been cutting hard rosewood with great difficulty. Craft the catapult's gun mount and sharpen the long tip. Of course, the most difficult thing to make is the rotating gun shaft. At the junction of the gun shaft and the gun mount, the craftsmen have been dealing with it for a long time. Bertard and some of the warriors who followed helped fight.

Then the different parts were finally assembled, and the gun mount was reinforced by the army carpenters. Next was the first test of the gun. The rope connecting the tip of the gun to the shaft of the gun quickly fell apart. The gun dropped from a height of four meters and was deeply embedded in the soil, causing everyone to break out in a cold sweat.

Shilot had no choice but to find Avit. Avit provided the adhesive for building the pyramids for Shilot's big toy, and recruited several senior carpenters from the city-state of Mexica in the east.

The senior carpenters dedicated their wisdom to the coyote priest seriously. They studied for a few days and improved the overall connection of the catapult by using tenon joint technology. Finally, after a month of hard work, a real catapult was completed.

The afternoon sun was warm and comfortable, and it was a rare sunny day.

Avite stood on the side of the school grounds, looking at the catapult that was four or five meters high not far away. The craftsmen and the people were busy under the catapult. He smiled and said, "You pulled me over in such a hurry, why, can you play with your big toy?"

Shilot was excited: "Avit, this will be an epoch-making weapon that will forever change the way we attack city-states. I call it a human catapult type, no, it has no wheels, it should be A human catapult."

Afterwards, Shirott watched the craftsmen finish reloading and shouted, "Shoot!"

With an order, more than 20 civilian men and women forcefully pulled the more than 20 ropes connecting the short shaft of the gun tip, and then the gun point and the gun shaft rotated. When the long axis of the cannon tip was close to the highest point of rotation, about ten meters above the ground, a stone weighing more than ten kilograms flew out of the pocket at the top of the long axis, drawing a parabola and smashing it far away. Towards the end of the school field, a piece of dust was smashed on the ground.

Avette watched this scene with his mouth open, shock solidified on his face. A stone the size of a human head was thrown over a distance of more than 200 steps, and the huge kinetic energy could instantly kill any warrior, regardless of martial arts and armor.

Shilot "appreciated" Avette's expression. It was the first time he saw the shock of the gaffe in Avett's face. He was excited and had a huge sense of accomplishment. This is the first product he completed that surpassed the times, and also the first transcendence of history.

At the same time, he also has a kind of enlightenment: for the outstanding people of this era, he does not have sturdy force, nor extraordinary wisdom, and he is still learning to grasp the human heart and the current situation. All he can really rely on is his emphasis on science, technology and productivity, his prediction of future development directions, and his memory of historical trends.

"Okay." He laughed at himself: "A priest who is a part-time scientist, craftsman, and prophet."

Avette's shock lasted for a full six seconds, which was the longest time he had lost expression control.

Immediately, he walked to the trebuchet with a serious face, carefully observed the mechanical structure, and determined that the weapon could be fired repeatedly. Then I walked to the drop point and measured the launch distance.

"Fourteen catties, two hundred and twenty steps." Shulot heard Avette doing calculations and research.

Then Avit called a skilled hunter to measure the effective killing distance of the sling on the five-meter platform. "The sling on the city wall has a range of 120 paces. It does light damage to the leather armor, and the hit rate is extremely low."

At this time, Avette said excitedly to Shilot: "Test, at a distance of 120 steps, this machine can launch the heaviest stone."

The two began to test stones of different weights, and finally found that the weight of the 120-step shot was more than 40 kilograms, or about nine liters, the size of three human heads.

Then, the two tested the destructive power of the sling at this distance. The potential energy of a stone weighing more than 40 kilograms was nearly 10 meters, and the kinetic energy of the initial velocity was accelerated. This power can smash obvious marks on the earth and stone city walls, but it cannot cause structural damage to the ten-step wide city wall.

In other words, if you want to smash the city wall down, a human catapult can't do it.

However, for the wooden structures on the city walls and inside the city, this power is destructive.

After getting the detailed weapon data, Avit hurried away.

After a while, the commander-in-chief Totec was pulled over by Avet. This cold, tough and tall Mexica ace samurai stared at the "big toy" loaded with forty pounds of stone bullets, and then with a huge roar, his hard face was instantly stunned and shocked. It took more than ten seconds.

"God bless." Totec looked at the landing spot of the sling, and the bullet sank into the ground a full palm. "Is this the weapon of the gods? The legendary giant of the First Era killed the sun with this weapon?"

Shirlot looked at Totec who was about to bow down beside the trebuchet with a helpless expression on his face. This kind of catapult is estimated to be as powerful as the thunderbolt chariot of the Battle of Guandu, and it is far from the large-caliber short-barreled artillery that the Spaniards besieged the Moors in this era.

"It's all at the expense of lack of culture." Shiroute thought. So decades later, Aztec warriors would also mistake the cannons and arquebuses of the Spanish colonists for divine punishment and fall into a phantom panic.

In fact, the damage of these weapons to personnel is far less than that of brutal melee combat, and the blow to morale is inversely proportional to cognition. "Fortunately, I have me now!"

In any case, this is the first large-scale siege weapon in Central America, with epoch-making power.

Totec immediately mobilized the village warriors and craftsmen, and then forcibly recruited excellent woodworkers from the nearby city-states. Under the strong supervision of the Eagle Warriors, he built a large-scale human trebuchet.

The nearby rosewood was immediately destroyed. In order to improve the efficiency of felling, Totec also recruited all the bronze axes in the Praetorian Guard. Then, the clanging sound of construction resounded through the camp.

Shulot's big toy quickly became famous throughout the army. Officers at all levels came to watch the catapult launch, leaving all kinds of shocked faces. Even King Tisok came to inspect once, and was shocked for six seconds like Avit, making Sherlot sigh, "As expected of a real brother."

Half a month later, more than fifty trebuchets lined up in a row outside the east gate of Hilotepec City, within a distance of one or two hundred paces from the city wall. With the order of Shulot, the drums sounded, a thousand strong men yanked the ropes they were carrying, the wooden tips of the trebuchets rose high, and more than 50 boulders flew out, breaking through the air under the horrified eyes of the defenders. It came, and landed again with a loud bang. The place where it fell was shaken, the house crumbled, and a cloud of dust was thrown up~www.mtlnovel.com~Sling Commander "Shirot" stood on the soil platform two hundred paces away, observing the results of the bombardment. Tisock asked for it on the grounds that he could better utilize the trebuchet effect. In fact, he just wanted to evaluate the power of his masterpiece nearby and be proud of it for a while.

"The launch angle is 60 degrees from the front. Well, it can only be guaranteed that the shot shot is within 60 degrees of the front. It's okay, it's okay." Sherlot wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. "Perhaps it would be better to round the stone, but that would be too much of a tool. Forget it, I don't count on precision strikes anyway."

Xiulott paid more attention to the casualties of the opponent: "A lot of houses were smashed, and there were about three or four hits on the city wall? The hit rate of the city wall is 5%, and the opponent is estimated to be killed in four or five. It is estimated that as the shooting increases, the opponent will Adapt quickly and casualties are negligible."

"Sure enough, the small trebuchets are just weapons to dampen morale and suppress long-range." Shirot thought, "Technology research and development must continue."

The merciless bombardment continued, the boulder fell to the ground, the sound was like thunder, the faces of the city-state warriors on the city wall were ashen, and their majestic bodies were trembling. Many militiamen knelt down and prayed to the "giant beast" that roared ahead, even many of their own samurai and militiamen.

And for the inventor and commander of the "giant beast", Shirot, the samurai and the militia have many more strange and god-like feelings. Of course this emotion will gradually fade away, but the seeds of respect have been planted and the hearts of people have increased.

The continuous bombardment continued for three days. During this period, nobles and priests of the Otomi people continued to board the city, and then left in a panic.

Three days later, the gate of Hilotepec was opened again, and a team of messengers rushed out. This time, the messengers came with boxes of gifts and tributes.

Chapter end

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