I Want to Read Novels That Go Back to Ancient Times to Build Airplanes, Cannons, Aircraft Carriers, and Nuclear Bombs.
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I don't like novels that make you invincible with a pistol all day long, and end with no wooden airplane. I just like to read stories about being completely crushed by technology. Are there any novels like this?
In the first book, I was engaged in military industry in the Southern Song Dynasty. At present, the former Soviet Union T34 tank has been built. The writing style is excellent. It has both the blazing fire of hot weapons and the sharp cuts of cold weapons. It is highly recommended. The writing style is excellent.
The excellent subject matter of the refreshing article attracts readers. The protagonist of the excellent subject matter attracts readers. The early development is slow, but the plot remains the same in the middle period. In the later period, the plot accelerates and makes a big jump, and the protagonist rocket upgrades the outline. Some skimming points do not affect the entire work, and the author has a good plot twist in mind. Worth a look*****
The first book travels back to the fifteenth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty. The protagonist accidentally obtains alien black technology, secretly develops it, and establishes his own Qin Empire in troubled times. , Leading mankind into interstellar civilization. The pace is fast and the development of science and technology is the main focus. The exiled prince is slow and unsystematic, and the struggle for throne and power is fierce. The protagonist develops the fiefdom and brings modern civilization and technology into the world bit by bit.
At present, aircraft, artillery and aircraft carriers have been built, but nuclear bombs have not yet been released. They will have to wait a little longer.
First of all, everyone needs to know a common sense. It is completely impossible to use ancient iron-making technology to make today's guns. Because the density of iron and the production requirements are very high, it is basically impossible. However, it is impossible to read the novel without thinking, so why are you still hesitating? Just click in and take a look.
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This book is also called "National Time Travel: I Have an Arsenal" [Non-invincible text] + [Single heroine or no heroine] + [The villain is ridiculously strong] (Don't read if you don't like it)
Highlighted spoilers - Chapter 9 The hero Wu Song did not fight the tiger. After bidding farewell to Zhu Gui and walking for more than an hour, he came to a fork in the road, which is almost the location of the modern Yellow River. To Yanggu County, there are two roads here, one goes east, detours around Jingyanggang and then turns west to Yanggu County; the other goes west, passes through the cross slope, and then goes east to Yanggu County. Some people may ask: Aren't you trying to make up geography for the sake of the plot? Why not head straight north to Yanggu County. It really doesn't work. The Yellow River in ancient times was not scientifically regulated, and its course was erratic. At this time, in the south of Yanggu County, due to the flooding of the Yellow River, a place with dense forests and continuous swamps was formed, presenting an apocalyptic scene where thousands of people were wiped out. Therefore, a detour is necessary. Due to his natural fear of cross slopes, Wang Yifan decided to take the Jingyanggang route. Even facing a ferocious giant insect is much better than facing a human-flesh steamed bun. There is still forty miles to go around Jingyanggang, so if we speed up, it will only take one and a half hours. It is already half past one in the afternoon, which is a good time in ancient times. Half an hour later, the Hujiazhuang convoy arrived at the foot of Jingyang Gang, which is naturally the only way to Yanggu County. There is also a small village and several hotels in front of the gang. Wang Yifan looked around, but for a long time he couldn't find any announcement about the insect infestation in Jingyanggang. Wu Erlang, the hero of fighting tigers, showed his majesty on Jingyanggang. The iron fist is famous for eliminating harm, and the blood-spattered mandarin ducks show their loyalty. Wang Yifan looked at the road sign at the fork in the road, humming a limerick he adapted in his mouth, but beating a drum in his heart. He always felt that the words "Jingyanggang" were like a red-hot iron, making people panic - after all, the menacing look of the eye-catching white-fronted insect in "Water Margin" had long been engraved in his DNA. "What are you talking about?" Hu Sanniang opened the car curtain, her temples swaying slightly with the bumps of the car, "This hill looks very peaceful, how can there be any big insects?" Wang Yifan followed her gaze and saw Jingyanggang lying like a blue-black python lying on the plain. The pine trees on the top of the hill were swaying in the wind, and not even a flying bird could be seen. Several wine shops in front of the gang had their doors open, and the shopkeepers were lying on the counters taking a nap. There was not even a sign saying "Three bowls are not enough for the gang", let alone any official notice. "Perhaps the government has eliminated the harm?" Jin Lian squeezed her head out from the other side, still holding an uneaten sesame cake in her hand, "Look at the bluestone slab under the tree, it seems that people often rest." Before she finished speaking, she saw a black figure rolling over on the bluestone slab, accompanied by loud snores. Everyone was startled, and the servants took out the simple knives from their waists, only to see the black figure turn over, revealing an angular face - the knotted beard was stained with wine, and the coarse cloth was torn in several slits, revealing the strong muscles underneath, and there was an iron ruler with a rusty handle attached to his waist. "This is..." Wang Yifan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. This figure and demeanor look like Wu Song in "Water Margin"! But the other party was neither wearing a tutu ring nor carrying a snowflake iron knife. He looked like a drunkard who had just been thrown out of a wine shop. "Hey! Wake up!" The head servant stepped forward and kicked the bluestone. The drunk man opened his eyes suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed the servant's ankle with his hands as fast as lightning, and knocked him to the ground with a little force. "Looking for death?" His voice was hoarse like sandpaper. When he struggled to sit up, the iron ruler around his waist clanged to the ground, revealing the three characters "Hangzhou Prefecture" engraved on the ruler. Wang Yifan's heart skipped a beat - Hangzhou Mansion? Isn't this the place where Wu Song was appointed as recorded in "Zhejiang General Chronicle"? "Hero, spare your life!" The overturned servant rolled and crawled to hide behind Hu Sanniang. The drunk man ignored him and stared straight at Wang Yifan's motorcade. He suddenly grinned, showing two rows of white teeth: "Your Excellency, are you going to Yanggu County? Are you going to hire a bodyguard?" "You know me?" Wang Yifan was stunned. "I don't know." The drunk man wiped his face, grabbed the iron ruler and put it back on his waist, "But looking at the carriages and horses, he must be a wealthy businessman. I am Wu Song..." He paused, as if thinking of something troubling, "I, Wu Erlang, can trade my martial arts skills for a few tricks. It's not a loss." Wu Song! It's really him! Wang Yifan's mind instantly turned into a mess. Is this the legendary hero who fought the tiger in Jingyanggang? How did he end up working as a bodyguard to earn travel expenses? "Aren't you from Yanggu County?" Hu Sanniang remembered the poem that Lang Jun had just recited and couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever... Hunted a tiger?" "Tiger?" Wu Song spat alcohol-smelling saliva on the ground as if he heard some joke, "I killed Cai Hu in Hangzhou, but I never saw a real tiger." He suddenly lowered his voice, "To tell you the truth, I just came to Shandong after following the bandits from Lin'an. I have already spent all my money." Wang Yifan suddenly realized this. It turns out that the Wu Song in front of him is the righteous man who assassinated corrupt officials in historical records, not the traveler in the novel who splattered blood in Yuanyang Tower. He couldn't help but look at the other person up and down - the cold light on the iron ruler, the patina embedded in the calluses on the tiger's mouth, all told a real life that was different from the literary image. "How much does it cost to hire you?" Wang Yifan suppressed a smile. The imaginary tiger-fighting hero turned into a down-and-out bodyguard. The contrast was too outrageous. "For fifty cents, just go to Yanggu County and take care of the meal." Wu Song was serious, staring straight at the cooking cake in Jin Lian's hand. "Deal!" Wang Yifan laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up. "But you have to answer me a question first - do you know Wu Dalang?" Wu Song frowned, looking confused: "I have never heard of this name. I first came to Shandong, and I am not familiar with the people around me." Wang Yifan patted Wu Song on the shoulder: "Let's get in the car and talk in detail. I'll treat you to a 'sesame layer cake'." When the convoy started again, Wu Song sat on the shaft of the last donkey cart with half a bag of cooking cakes in his arms, gnawing on the cakes and telling his story. From the appreciation of the powerful Hangzhou magistrate, to Cai Jun's exile after taking power, to the reason why he tracked the bandits to Shandong, everyone was sighing. "That group of thieves stole the official silver of Hangzhou Prefecture," Wu Song wiped his mouth and turned the iron ruler quickly in his palm. "If these stolen goods flow into the market, they will harm many people. I will search all over Shandong to find them." Wang Yifan looked at the stubbornness in his eyes and suddenly felt that this was the real hero - there was no legend of hunting tigers, but he had the sincerity to protect the people. He quietly took out his tablet computer and wrote in "Time Travel Notes": "Literature comes from life, but it always likes to add drama to heroes." As the sun set, the motorcade stopped to rest in a willow forest near a stream. Hu Sanniang ordered her servants to set up a bonfire, while Jin Lian took out the remaining cooking cakes and sauced meat, and soon prepared a simple dinner. Wu Song was holding a pottery bowl and drinking wine. He suddenly put down the bowl, clasped his fists at Wang Yifan and said, "Brother Wang treats me well. Although Wu is down and out, he is grateful. If Brother Wang doesn't dislike it, I am willing to stay around for a while. Firstly, I can make some money to continue looking for bandits, and secondly, I can protect you all." Just when Wang Yifan had this intention, he immediately said with a smile: "I also want to make a sworn vow! It's my blessing to be a righteous man like Brother Wu to make a sworn vow with you." Hu Sanniang and Jin Lian looked at each other and smiled, and took the wine bag they carried with them. Under the dancing firelight, Wang Yifan and Wu Song knelt down opposite each other, swore an oath over wine, and became brothers of different surnames. "From now on, we will share blessings and share hardships! Emperors, emperors, and empresses will learn from this." The two said at the same time, drinking the wine from the bowl, and their laughter echoed in the willow forest. The night is getting darker, and the outline of Yanggu County is faintly visible in the distance. Wang Yifan looked at Wu Song, who was wiping the iron ruler next to him, and was full of expectations. The man in front of him who bowed down for five buckets of rice is more respectable than the murderous Toutuo in the novel. He may be the most reliable guardian of his industrial blueprint. And the group of bandits lurking in the dark will eventually become the touchstone to test this brotherhood.
I highly recommend this book. The male protagonist travels back in time to Song Huizong, relies on black technology to build guns, cannons, and hot air balloons, strengthens the country, the army, and the people, and unifies the Central Plains through firearms. The writing is beautiful and smooth, and the storyline is ups and downs. It is a super interesting new fictional history book [Send my heart][Send my heart]
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Traveling through the Tang Dynasty, a male majoring in engineering makes advanced equipment, airplanes, cannons, salt, etc., Modern, large quantities and full control