SWDnovel Chapter 60: Annual Production of Ten Thousand Stones! Everyone was shocked!
Chapter 60: Annual Production of Ten Thousand Stones! Everyone was shocked!
Another minister's legs went weak.
He collapsed to the ground with a thud, his eyes filled with horror!
"A miracle! This is a true miracle!"
The military generals led by Marquis Wang Ben of Tongwu.
They were all breathing heavily, their eyes bloodshot.
He stared intently at the mountain of steel.
My body trembled violently with excitement!
They seemed to have already seen it.
The Qin cavalry, wielding this divine weapon, crushed the Xiongnu royal court!
The scene of planting the empire's black dragon flag in every corner!
And on the dragon throne!
Ying Zheng!
He suddenly stood up from his seat!
His tiger-like eyes were fixed on the light and shadow, and an unprecedented light burst forth from them!
His breathing became rapid at that moment!
His body was trembling slightly!
It wasn't out of fear, but out of ecstasy and possessiveness!
Blast furnace steelmaking!
A steel torrent!
This is the true auspicious omen that will ensure the eternal prosperity of his Qin Dynasty!
This is the supreme treasure that will enable him to achieve eternal dominance!
The video finished playing, and the light and shadow faded away.
Inside the Qilin Hall, all was still deathly silent.
Everyone was still immersed in the shock of what had just happened, unable to pull themselves out of it.
Zhang Fan slowly put away his phone and turned off the projector.
He turned around, his eyes calm.
He slowly swept his gaze over the pale-faced, dejected ministers behind him.
At last.
He parted his lips slightly and spoke slowly:
"Now?"
"My lords, do you still believe that I am... deceiving the emperor?"
That utterly calm question, yet seemingly imbued with supreme authority, slowly echoed within the deathly silent Qilin Hall.
"Now."
"My lords, do you still believe that I am... deceiving the emperor?"
boom!!!
These words struck a chord in the hearts of every minister!
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
Just moments ago, the Minister of Works and the Minister of Agriculture were clamoring for punishment.
At that moment, their legs went weak, and they collapsed to their knees on the ground!
Their faces had long since lost all color.
A deathly white expanse!
Their lips were trembling!
Looking into Zhang Fan's eyes, they were filled with fear and regret!
Deceiving the emperor?
You're so idle!
They now only regretted that they had jumped out to question this monster!
Faced with such a miracle!
What about their so-called common sense and experience?
It's a joke!
"I...I...I am guilty!"
The official in charge of grain trembled all over.
He kowtowed frantically to Zhang Fan and to Ying Zheng on the dragon throne.
Her voice was hoarse and trembling with tears!
"I was blind to your greatness! I was foolish and ignorant!"
"How dare you question the immortal master! How dare you question miracles!"
"I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"
"Your Majesty, spare me! Immortal Master, spare me!"
The Minister of Works burst into tears, wailing:
"Your subject... Your subject is willing to serve as a lackey of the Immortal Master for generations!"
"I only beg the immortal master to pass on this divine art of iron smelting to my Great Qin!"
"This is a great undertaking that benefits the country and its people, and will endure for generations to come!"
"Please spare my life, Immortal Master! Please spare my life, Your Majesty!"
Looking at the two men begging for mercy, and at the silent officials surrounding His Highness.
Zhang Fan's face remained completely expressionless.
He simply turned around slowly.
Facing Ying Zheng, who was also in shock, on the dragon throne.
He bowed calmly and spoke again.
But this time!
Every word he uttered was enough to influence the entire Qin Dynasty, and even the entirety of history.
A thunderclap that made everyone tremble!
"Your Majesty!"
"What was just revealed in the light and shadow was the 'blast furnace steelmaking' method of later generations!"
"If this method could be implemented in our Great Qin!"
"Your Majesty, I dare to make a prediction..."
Zhang Fan paused for a moment, and under everyone's breathless gaze, slowly uttered a number!
"Its annual output!"
"It can reach... a million koku!!!"
quiet!
Deathly silence!
Inside the Qilin Hall, the air seemed to be sucked out in that instant!
Everyone's breath stopped at that moment!
Whether it's Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng!
It was still Prime Minister Li Si!
Or perhaps it was those civil and military officials who were already terrified!
The moment everyone heard the words "million koku" (a unit of dry measure), their brains completely exploded!
Blank!
"One...one...one million shi?!"
I don't know how much time passed.
The official in charge of grain production repeated it unconsciously in a trembling, dreamlike voice.
His pupils were already dilated!
It felt like my soul had been ripped out!
"A million shi... of steel?"
"Annual production...one million shi?!"
"Did I...did I hear that right?!"
"Holy crap! That's fucking awesome!"
Even Wang Ben, the Marquis of Tongwu, a veteran of many battles, couldn't help but swear at this moment.
He pinched himself hard.
A sharp pain shot through him; he told him this wasn't a dream!
"He's gone mad! He must be mad!"
"This world must be insane!"
"Even with the entire strength of the Qin Dynasty, the iron produced in a year is only a few hundred thousand shi (a unit of dry measure)!"
"He...he actually said...we can refine a million shi of steel a year?!"
"This...this is an absolutely terrifying number!"
"This is enough to increase the military strength of my Great Qin tenfold! A hundredfold!!!"
"God bless the Qin Dynasty! God bless the Qin Dynasty!!!"
After a brief silence!
The entire Qilin Palace was completely ignited by exclamations and roars!
All ministers, whether civil or military, and regardless of faction.
At that moment, everyone went crazy!
They no longer cared about the etiquette between ruler and subject!
Their eyes were bloodshot, they looked like madmen, and they were excitedly gesturing and talking incoherently!
Some people are laughing hysterically!
Some people are crying!
Some people even fainted on the spot due to excessive excitement!
One million shi of steel!
This number has exceeded their wildest imagination!
This is no miracle!
This is creation!
This is an unparalleled power capable of changing the entire world order!
And on the dragon throne!
Ying Zheng!
His body stiffened the moment he heard that number.
He swayed violently and nearly fell off the dragon throne!
His face flushed red with excitement!
His breathing was heavy!
His heart was pounding wildly in his chest, almost bursting open!
"One million...stones..."
His tiger-like eyes were fixed intently on Zhang Fan!
He saw it!
He saw an unprecedentedly powerful empire slowly rising in his hands!
He saw the Black Water Dragon Banner of the Great Qin Dynasty, which would no longer be confined to the Nine Provinces!
Instead, they will spread throughout the four seas and eight wastelands along with those million divine soldiers.
Wherever the sun and moon shine, wherever rivers flow, all is Qin territory!
"Hahaha...hahahahahaha!!!"
Ying Zheng could no longer contain his joy and suddenly stood up from the dragon throne, laughing loudly to the sky!
The laughter was so loud that it made the entire Qilin Hall buzz!
He laughed so hard that tears streamed down his face!
offstage.
Zhang Fan turned around again, facing the entire court!
His voice wasn't loud, but it sent a chill down everyone's spine!
"Gentlemen, after our heated debate, have you all come to a clear understanding?"
"Building the Great Wall required a million laborers, took ten years, and involved hardship and sleeping in the open; of them, less than one in ten survived!"
"All we got in return was a defensive posture of cowering inside!"
Zhang Fan's voice suddenly rose in pitch!
"My blast furnace steelmaking method only requires tens of thousands of laborers and takes a year!"
"Then my Great Qin's million-strong army will each wield a divine weapon!"
"At that time, it will no longer be the Xiongnu invading our borders, but the iron cavalry of our Great Qin that will crush their royal court!"
Zhang Fan's gaze swept over each of the pale-faced ministers.
A slight smile curved at the corners of his lips!
He held up two fingers.
"Gentlemen, it is only by exhausting the nation's strength and suffering countless deaths that we can barely withstand an attack!"
"The other one only requires tens of thousands of people!"
"Then we can slaughter the Xiongnu until they fear our Great Qin, and from then on, there will be no more war on the northern frontier!"
His voice held a playful tone.
"Now, what do you... want to choose?"