"Science and technology really are the primary productive forces."
Shen Le opened his eyes after reliving those memories of history and let out a long sigh.
The sight of the Great Iron Mallet being launched had been downright painful to watch. A massive hammerhead fitted with a wooden handle, heavy in front and light in back, it had started somersaulting almost as soon as it left the bowstring.
Once it started tumbling, there was no point even thinking about its trajectory. In fact, Shen Le was already amazed that it had managed to land on the auxiliary carriage without incident:
It actually hit something!
As for hitting the wrong carriage, Shen Le felt that it was neither the fault of the strongman wielding the Great Iron Mallet nor Zhang Liang's fault.
In fact, knowing the outcome from the history books, Shen Le had been carefully trying to identify which was the main carriage and which was the auxiliary one.
By the time the Great Iron Mallet was launched and hit its target, he had practically stared his eyes out, yet he still couldn't tell-
But if Zhang Liang's side had possessed sufficiently advanced technology, perhaps the outcome of the assassination attempt on the Qin emperor could have been rewritten. For example, they could have replaced the powerful crossbow with a small catapult. That way, if the first shot missed, they could immediately fire another. As for "ammunition," there was no need to worry at all. Back in the Qin Dynasty, there had been plenty of iron lumps weighing 120 Qin jin:
When the Qin Dynasty standardized weights and measures, the iron weights distributed throughout the realm had all weighed 120 Qin jin. Many had been unearthed in various places, giving Shen Le good reason to believe that Zhang Liang could