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Chapter 282 Catapult

In a courtyard at the end of an urban village, a huge, transparent black anchor, like a giant object emerging from the deep sea, lies across the yard.

In front of the anchor is a door.

"This is the anchor point. By the way, if we travel to the next map, will this anchor point still exist? And how long will it exist?"

Qin Ziwen circled the anchor point and found that, at least within the same map, the anchor point seemed to have no time limit, just like nodes.

Once the target is locked onto the anchor point, the anchor point will remain fixed in place, transforming into a giant anchor.

Then, a door is generated using the anchor point.

The Tongmenghui members came in through this door.

As for the other side of the anchor point, it was located within his home.

The teleportation function has now largely returned to normal.

If anyone dares to forcibly break into his home, as long as their privileges are not higher than his, the teleportation function can teach them a lesson.

Qin Ziwen circled the anchor point, even reaching out to touch it. When his palm touched the giant black anchor, it passed straight through its surface.

The anchor is an illusion; it has no physical form.

Through the huge door in the middle, he could see the scene on the other side, which was the interior of his own home. Unlike the blue elliptical passage of the nodes, the anchor point was like a hole punched in a piece of paper. Through the hole, he could see the other side directly.

Footsteps came from outside the door, "President."

"What's Yang Long's reaction?"

"He was quite nice and didn't have any particular reaction."

"Okay." Qin Ziwen nodded. "Let's deal with the blood-written words first."

Three days in a row.

The wooden stake wall surrounding the Hongding Building is already taking shape.

Meanwhile, tools such as barricades, wooden spikes, and trailers were continuously delivered through the Ordnance Bureau.

The trees on the island were constantly being cut down and hauled away in batches.

There has been no movement at the Hongding Building; the people inside seem determined to defend it.

Qin Ziwu gave a thumbs up, "A group of special ninjas."

"It's alright, as long as we get our business done." Qin Ziwen returned home via the anchor point and arrived at the Yanwu Armory.

Thanks to working overtime through the night, Li Yue and his team successfully developed a prototype of a new type of catapult.

"Chairman, this is a heavy-duty human-powered catapult designed based on modern mechanics."

Qin Ziwen looked at the large machine in front of him, which had an arm span of over eight meters and a weight of three tons.

Even with the naked eye, it gives one the aesthetic appeal of a large machine.

"How heavy a stone can it launch?"

Li Yue said proudly, "It can project stones weighing up to 100 jin (50 kg) with a range of about 200 meters. If it is broken into many small pebbles, it can also create a scattering attack."

A craftsman standing nearby said, "Chairman, if we optimize it further, the catapult's performance can be enhanced, but at this stage, it's pretty much at its limit."

"Yes, that's enough for now," Qin Ziwen nodded.

He didn't expect to be able to use this catapult to collapse the building in a short time.

It might be possible to deal with small bungalows in urban villages, but it has a greater deterrent effect on high-rise buildings.

This thing is different from the vehicle-mounted crossbow.

Crossbow bolts are so delicate that making one requires more manpower and time than digging a stone.

Stones can be collected nearby, and you don't feel bad about throwing them away, but using crossbows to shoot cold, inanimate objects always feels a bit extravagant.

Two days later, the three catapults were transported to the urban village via the anchor point.

Upon receiving the news, Yang Long rushed over.

He was stunned when he saw the three enormous catapults.

You guys can make this thing too?
"President Qin, this is..."

Yang Long asked cautiously.

"A catapult." Qin Ziwen found it strange; was this thing really that hard to recognize?

As the enormous machine was slowly pushed past him, Yang Long subconsciously reached out and gently touched it.

Feeling the cold, mechanical presence, he suddenly felt a sense of relief. Thank goodness he had surrendered early; otherwise, this thing would have been there to bomb them.

When I saw the catapult being transported to a distant place downstairs.

Those who witnessed this scene from upstairs in the Hongding Building were dumbfounded.

They're trying to treat them like Japanese people!
"Quickly, hide back!" Li Zecheng's expression changed drastically.

They quickly ran to the other side of the building.

The other side stopped firing crossbows a few days ago; they were holding back a big one!
Three catapults were lined up a hundred meters away from the Hongding Building, their sturdy wooden frames embedded in the mud.

The operator next to them pulled the iron chain backward sharply.

The wooden frame made a dull creaking sound as it rubbed against the ground.

With an order.

The leftmost catapult released its latch, and the taut wooden arm sprang forward with a bang, sending the large stone hurtling through the sky like a shooting star, drawing an arc in the air.

"Oh!"

There was a deafening bang.

The remaining curtain wall on the top floor shattered instantly, and countless shards of glass poured down like a torrential rain.

After the boulder crashed through the curtain wall, it slammed into the interior of the building, and the dull thud could be clearly heard hundreds of meters away.

Immediately afterwards, two more catapults were launched.

On the 20th floor, the outer layer of concrete on one of the exterior walls suddenly collapsed.

Large chunks of gravel, along with dust, fell off, leaving a shallow but sizable crater on the wall surface.

The third catapult launched small pebbles collected from the seaside.

Like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, the dense, fragmented sounds were incessant.

With the launch of the catapult, the once quiet Hongding Building became completely bustling.

The three catapults, like tireless behemoths, continued to fire repeatedly.

Large rocks and small stones rose into the air one after another.

Soon, the walls of the Hongding Building became pitted and uneven, and almost none of the glass was intact.

Smoke and dust billowed out through the hole, transforming the building into a Syrian-style structure.

Although the internal load-bearing wall structure is fine, the external walls and exterior walls are severely damaged, resulting in a significant decrease in both wind protection and safety.

Under the continuous blows, the people inside the building finally couldn't take it anymore.

A huge crowd poured out of the lobby on the first floor, a dense, dark mass of people.

These people were carrying various weapons, and some were even holding homemade shields.

Amidst shouts of battle, they swarmed toward the catapult.

“They burned their catapults.”

"Kill them."

The trebuchet's winch slowly came to a stop.

Almost simultaneously, a large number of people emerged from the direction of the urban village.

Like a wave.

At a glance, there were no fewer than a thousand people, spreading out to both sides like a tide to protect the two flanks.

At the very center was an elite team of three hundred men.

A hundred men, armed with spears and clad in armor, stood in two iron walls behind the wooden stake fence, their sharp spears piercing through the gaps in the stakes.

Behind the spear formation was a crossbow team of two hundred men.

Thirty single-handed crossbows were held horizontally in front, followed by four rows of short bows, with fifty longbows fully drawn and ready to fall behind.

"put!"

Du Yu gave the order.

In an instant, a curtain of arrows rose into the air, raining down like arrows.

Like dumping wheat, the Hongding Building was at the forefront, with batches of workers being dumped.

　There will be an extra chapter.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)