Eight bows as a guest minister

  The King of Qin followed Meng Wu to the armory.

  "Your Majesty, please look." Meng Huo said with both hands holding the iron sword. "This is an iron sword forged by Mr. Qin. Its hardness and sharpness are more severe than the bronze swords of my Great Qin. I have chopped five bronze swords in a row, and the iron sword only showed scratches."

  The King of Qin took over the iron sword, carefully measured it for a while, and then touched the body and blade of the sword with his hand.

  "Your Majesty, please take a look. This is the iron knife forged by Mr. Qin. The blade is extremely sharp and in no way inferior to an iron sword. Moreover, the forging technique is even simpler than that of an iron sword, so it can be equipped on a large scale for our army."

  The King of Qin held an iron sword in his left hand and picked up an iron knife with his right hand, taking a close look.

  "Your Majesty, look again," said Meng Huo, pointing to a warhorse with stirrups and horseshoes.

  "Mr. Qin has equipped this horse with a saddle and stirrups, and when riding on the warhorse, his legs are as if stepping on flat ground, allowing him to swing his sword freely." Meng Hu reported respectfully.

  Having heard Meng Zhuang's introduction, the King of Qin's eyes shone brightly. He saw it as a rare treasure. He walked to the horse's side and mounted it.

  "Alright!" As expected, his feet stomped on the ground. "Ride," said Qin Wang, and he galloped away on horseback. After running back and forth for a while, he stopped in front of Meng Wu and shouted: "Zhao Gao".

  "Bring me my sword."

  "Yes." A shrill-voiced man walked out to present an iron sword to the King of Qin. Shang Wen saw Zhao Gao. After a careful examination, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. "A demon in human disguise."

  Thai Katoey. If Zhao Gao dresses up a bit, he won't be much different from a katoey.

  "Good." Qin Wang shouted loudly.

  Shang Wen felt a bit bored. If the hot weapon was developed, King Qin wouldn't know whether to praise or be shocked into speechlessness. If an airplane were built, would King Qin also fly up into the sky like people do today? Shang Wen thought about it and felt that King Qin's behavior was hard to grasp, just like a child's. Unconsciously, Shang Wen shook his head.

  Meng Tian saw Shang Wen shaking his head. Unaware of the situation, he walked up and asked in a low voice, "Is there something you're not satisfied with, sir?" Upon hearing this, Meng Tian looked at him as he approached.

  Shang Wen said in a low voice, "I didn't mean that. I still have some things that haven't been shown yet. It's just that they're not available at the moment, so I shook my head." Meng Tian heard Shang Wen's explanation and couldn't help but feel delighted. If the current few weapons were already eye-opening, then what about the ones that hadn't been taken out? He really didn't dare to think about how powerful they would be. Thinking of this, he asked, "May I ask, sir, what are your plans for the next step?"

  Shang Wen furrowed his brow upon hearing this. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I need a lot of things. Without these things, I won't be able to proceed with the next step."

  "Well, I don't know what you need, sir." Meng Tian asked.

  Upon hearing this, Shang Wen thought for a moment before saying: "Let me put it this way, I want to create something that can utilize gunpowder and fire copper bullets. These bullets can travel 500 meters far and easily pierce armor."

  Meng Tian was immediately confused upon hearing this. "Five hundred meters? Bullet? What is this?"

  It wasn't until three questions later that Shang Wen finally understood. It turned out that he had only considered how he himself thought, and forgot that in ancient times there was no concept of meters or feet and inches and so on.

  Coughing, Shang Wen coughed and didn't know how to answer this question.

  At this time, the King of Qin rode his horse back, with a joyful expression on his face.

  Seeing Shang Wen's thoughtful expression, he said: "Sir, what are you thinking about?" Hearing Qin Wang's question. Can only stop thinking and say: "Your Majesty, I am thinking about how to create more new-style weapons, but unfortunately some things are not available. I don't know what to plan for the next step."

  The King of Qin thought it was a request for an official position, but the next sentence was obviously true. There were still many things in his stomach, and he had already obtained so many benefits after arriving at the camp just a few days ago. If this continued, who knows what would happen? The King of Qin felt like a thunder god from heaven when he heard Meng Wu's report, and he was amazed. He put down what he was doing and set out overnight to investigate, but unexpectedly, he was shocked by what he saw. Fortunately, such talent had been recruited into the great Qin state. If someone like this were to be sent to one of the six other states, the consequences would be unthinkable. Thinking about this, the King planned to grant him an official title and rank in order to win him over.

  "So, sir, what is it that you need? Tell me and I will try my best to satisfy your requirements," asked the King of Qin.

  "This." Shang Wen looked around.

  The King of Qin understood.

  "Please come into the main tent for a chat." The King of Qin made a welcoming gesture.

  "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  Meng Tian led the way, followed by King Qin, then Shang Yang, and Zhao Gao brought up the rear. Meng Tian accompanied him on his journey.

  On the road, Shang Wen was a blank slate because he suddenly realized that this was ancient times and it would be impossible to create guns and cannons without a relatively complete system. Even if they were made with gunpowder, steel materials would still be needed. Not to mention the inherent problems of gunpowder itself, which required improvement or development of smokeless powder.

  Upon entering the grand tent, King Qin ordered them to sit down. There were only five people in the grand tent: King Qin, Zhao Gao, Meng Wu, and his father, as well as Shang Yang.

  "I don't know what you need, sir." Qin Wang asked.

  Shang Wen said: "Your Majesty, I want to create a weapon that can fire copper bullets. This weapon can fire 500 steps and at a distance of 500 steps, it can easily penetrate armor and can be fired continuously. However, under the current situation, it is difficult to complete. Iron must be forged into steel. Just this one item consumes a huge amount. So...". Shang Wen pushed the problem to Qin Wang, looking at Qin Wang's attitude.

  500 paces, continuous shooting, piercing armor, this is not the ordinary bow and crossbow of my Great Qin. Upon hearing these words, the King of Qin asked: "What is this thing?"

  Shang Wen said only one word: "gun".

  The king of Qin is also a word: "gun".

  "Yes, Your Majesty. With this thing, Great Qin will no longer use cold weapons such as swords and halberds as the main force, but instead switch to hot weapons that rely on gunpowder. Such weapons have a greater killing power and can easily defeat any strong enemy."

  "Your Majesty, just imagine our army continuously firing and killing the enemy at a distance of 500 paces or even further. Will the enemy have any chance?"

  The King of Qin nodded in agreement.

  However, in order to create this material, it is necessary to improve technologies such as smelting iron and steel production, and establish a complete system.

  Upon hearing this, the King of Qin let out a cold breath. The King of Qin could no longer accept such a huge imagination.

  The King of Qin walked down from the stage and bowed to Shang Wen. Everyone was extremely surprised. Before Shang Wen could finish speaking, he saw the King of Qin bowing and didn't know what kind of trickery this was.

  "I, the humble one, bow to you as a noble guest. I also hope that you will create a sharp tool for me, Great Qin, and unify the world under heaven soon." The King of Qin said.

  "King Qin, please get up quickly and forge sharp weapons. I will do my best to assist you." Shang Wen said as he supported King Qin.

  "Alright, it's getting late. You should get some rest, sir. Tomorrow, follow me to Xianyang."

  "Thank you, Your Majesty," Shang Wen said as he withdrew.

  The King of Qin saw Shang Wen exit the grand tent, his eyes shining brightly.