142: Chapter 142 Xiang Liang Who Couldn't Understand

Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng ignored the inhuman Xiang Yu and stepped aside to have a private conversation.

Xiang Yu scratched his head in confusion, not knowing where he had gone wrong.

Xiang Liang said to Fan Zeng, "Brother Fan, do you believe Fusu used this kind of weapon to kill thirty assassins?"

"Yes."

Fan Zeng nodded and replied, "According to rumors, Fusu possesses a type of firearm. As long as there is a flash of light, anyone hit by it will immediately fall to the ground, bleeding uncontrollably."

"The weapons in the hands of these cavalrymen are very likely those mysterious firearms."

"Although I don't know the principle behind this weapon or how it's made, it clearly possesses extraordinary power, which is why Fusu is promoting it on such a large scale."

Xiang Liang nodded slightly, deeply agreeing with Fan Zeng's words.

"I saw a report in the Great Qin Empire Weekly that after the formation march ends, there will be a performance at the Great Qin Royal Hunting Grounds involving ten thousand black pigs charging against three thousand heavy cavalry."

"The common people can watch from the hillsides."

"If we want to know how powerful this strange weapon really is, we'll find out when we go to see it then."

"Good."

Xiang Liang's interest was also piqued.

Since Zhao Fusu wanted to display his military might to them, they would go and see exactly what Zhao Fusu was made of.

While they were discussing, the revolver phalanx marched forward.

In their hands, they held revolvers.

"What is this now?"

Seeing yet another unfamiliar weapon, Xiang Liang's gaze was fixed intently on the revolvers they held.

Fan Zeng said, "It's likely another type of firearm."

"Brother Xiang, do you see?"

"The previous firearm was relatively large, while this one is quite small."

"It's also much easier to conceal on one's person."

Hearing this, Xiang Liang nodded.

After the revolver phalanx passed the reviewing stand, the Artillery Phalanx followed.

Behind the Artillery Phalanx, carriages were pulling wagon after wagon of massive steel barrels.

"What is this again?"

Xiang Liang turned a confused gaze toward Fan Zeng standing beside him.

"This..."

After a brief moment of contemplation, a flash of insight struck Fan Zeng. He said in a low voice, "Brother Xiang, do you remember that small fortress we saw the Qin Army building outside the city when we returned to Xianyang?"

"I remember, I remember."

Xiang Liang had previously thought it was a Qin Army armory or perhaps some sort of pleasure garden. Only later did he learn it was related to the National Day military parade and would serve as a prop for a bombardment demonstration.

Fan Zeng said, "Are these people going to use these 'buckets' to bombard that small fortress?"

"Ah!"

Xiang Liang's eyes widened, his face filled with an expression of utter disbelief.

Upon hearing that the Qin Army was going to perform a bombardment demonstration, Xiang Liang's thoughts had been similar to those of the Young Lord of Han Land.

He also assumed that the bombardment Zhao Fusu spoke of would involve catapults.

What Fan Zeng suggested sounded like a complete fantasy.

Xiang Liang looked left and right at the thick metal barrels being pulled on the carriages; he truly couldn't fathom how these things could be used as weapons.

Even if you filled them with stones to increase their weight and used them to ram people, you might crush someone to death, but they wouldn't be much use against city walls.

A ten-meter-wide city wall couldn't even be damaged by catapult stones, let alone by rolling these barrels against it.

"I don't understand, I just don't understand."

No matter how hard Xiang Liang thought, he could not figure out how rolling barrels could smash open a city wall.

"Brother Xiang, don't overthink it."

Fan Zeng said, "We just need to wait and see."

His eyes grew deep as he said, "Fusu has expended so much manpower and resources to show us this; he will certainly let us see it clearly!"

Hearing Fan Zeng's analysis, Xiang Liang deeply agreed.

Xiang Yu, on the other hand, paid no attention to the firearms. Aside from not taking them seriously, he was still thinking about the buren armor from before.

If he could also get a set of that black buren armor to wear, how valiant he would be!

Give him a suit of battle armor, and he would dare to charge ten thousand men!

Give him ten men, and he could conquer a city.

Even with a ten-meter-high city tower, he could leap right up.

After passing the Xianyang Palace, the honor guard phalanx, infantry phalanx, Iron Pagoda phalanx, revolver phalanx, and Artillery Phalanx continued their march along the main streets of Xianyang, allowing the millions of residents watching from both sides to see them.

Among these formations, the infantry phalanx was undoubtedly the most taxed.

The honor guard, revolver, and artillery phalanxes only wore lightweight leather armor.

In contrast, the infantry were wearing sixty catties of buren armor, and unlike the cavalry of the Iron Pagoda phalanx, they couldn't ride horses.

An average person wearing sixty catties of armor truly wouldn't be able to walk ten or twenty kilometers.

Fortunately, the three hundred and fifty-two men Zhao Fusu had selected were all tall and sturdy, with an average height of one hundred and ninety centimeters and exceptional physical stamina.

Despite being the most exhausted, the infantry phalanx drew countless eyes along the way, with many onlookers envying the armor they wore.

The first day of the parade was spent in the formation march. By ten o'clock the next morning, a massive crowd of commoners had arrived at the Great Qin Royal Hunting Grounds.

Guided by soldiers maintaining order, they arrived at the small hillside.

The First Emperor, He Zhi, Xiang Liang, Fan Zeng, and Xiang Yu all blended into the crowd of tens of thousands, walking up the hillside to view the battlefield below from a high vantage point.

A heavy cavalry unit of three thousand men had already completed their deployment.

Driven by tens of thousands of soldiers, ten thousand black pigs began to charge toward the three thousand heavy cavalry.

From a distance, the ten thousand black pigs formed a dark torrent surging toward the three thousand heavy cavalry.

Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng both watched the battlefield below intently.

They saw the heavy cavalry begin to move. The two flanks of the heavy cavalry spread out like a net, trapping the ten thousand black pigs within their encirclement.

The strategy of the heavy cavalry commander was clear: they intended to completely annihilate all ten thousand black pigs.

If they missed even one pig, they would have less meat to eat.

Furthermore, their fellow units would mock them.

Moreover, there were at least a hundred thousand spectators watching them from the hills.

They had to kill every single one of the ten thousand black pigs to show the world the combat power of the three thousand Iron Pagoda cataphracts.

They gripped the striker shotguns in their hands tightly.

With this powerful and destructive weapon, they believed they could drop a pig with a single shot, ensuring not a single one escaped.

Zhao Fusu watched all this from further away.

Beside him were Li Si, Feng Quji, General Wang Jian, Meng Yi, Wang Xia, Wang Li, Wang Ben, and other high-ranking officials of the Great Qin Empire.

In their hands, they were all holding binoculars!