Out of Sun Xiaozhe's Chinese military tent, the smile on the face of the old man Fan Changming faded away, and the sadness and hatred of his son's tragic death crawled out again, and his gloomy face made all the villagers who followed him dare not come out.

Compared with the "treatment" provided by Dumo, in Sun Xiaozhe, Fan Changming has more obvious freedom.

"Sifu, the children in the city revealed their words, the little vertical man surnamed Qin was collecting fire oil all over the city, and I heard that Qi Bihe also took Ding Zhuang to chop a lot of firewood and grass. ”

Fan Changming nodded nonchalantly, he was pondering another thing, and then suddenly woke up again.

"What else does the little shaft do?"

The villager who passed the message pondered for a while, "The ice wall outside Dongguan City, and the water of the river with the ice cut, there is no other action. ”

"Well, I know, tell our children in Hongxiang that if there is no major accident, don't take the risk of spreading the word, maybe it will be of great use in the future. ”

Fan Changming suffered losses in the hands of Qin Jin several times, almost to the extent that all plants and trees were soldiers, and he couldn't understand what more fire oil had to do with firewood and grass and conspiracy. If this move was deliberately aimed at the sneak attack on the soap river valley, that little vertical man is simply not human, could he be an unpredictable prophet with the help of the power of ghosts and gods?

Fire oil and firewood and grass are just ordinary things for defending the city and keeping warm, is it because he thinks too much? He rubbed his sour temples, hesitating whether to discuss with Sun Xiaozhe again.

Compared with that Dumo, Sun Xiaozhe seems to be a person who can achieve great things, and I heard that he is a good son of An Lushan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the half-son of An Lushan, and he is definitely a big tree that can be relied on. For this reason, he couldn't help but be cautious, in case something went wrong, the Fan family would not be able to gain a foothold not only in the Tang Dynasty, but also in An Lushan.

The villager's words made him upset for a while, "Sifu's advice is late, he has escaped from Xin'an City in the early hours of this morning, saying that he is afraid that the rebels will attack the city overnight. ”

"Useless things...... Fan Changming scolded like a vent, but his tone softened, "Let's settle him, don't chill the hearts of the children of our clan!"

This advice made the villager's eyes red and his nose was congested for a while, and the children of the clan followed the old man to believe in his vision and think that the Tang Dynasty was exhausted. The second is his heart of attaching importance to local friendship, and I believe that the old man will never treat the children of his hometown badly.

As long as you make a contribution to Sun Xiaozhe, the revenge of Da Lang and Erlang will not only be avenged, but our Fan family will eventually soar and prosper, and the money will not count......

As long as Fan Changming seized the opportunity, he would paint a blueprint for the good prospects of these villagers, and the villagers did not take it seriously at first, but over time, they said it more often, and they were inevitably enthusiastic, and they were suspicious to believe that it was true.

Fan Changming, who was sent away from the villager, was restless, and decided to ask Sun Xiaozhe to report this important information in detail. However, he couldn't see Sun Xiaozhe again as he wished, and a personal guard had already stopped him, and coldly threw down a sentence, "How can the general be a countryman who can ask to see him at will?" Go back, the general has seen him, and someone will call you!"

After eating the closed door, Fan Changming secretly counted these dog-fighting soldiers, and greeted their ancestors for eighteen generations one by one. But it has always been the king of Hades who is difficult to see little ghosts, whether it is at home or abroad, he is used to dealing with the government, so he took out a gold coin from his sleeve and secretly stuffed it in the hands of the soldiers.

"Xiao Lao'er does have an urgent military intelligence report, and I ask the general to be accommodating, accommodating one or two ......"

Fan Changming flatteringly called Fan Bing a general, for the sake of Jin Yuanzi, Fan Bing immediately changed his smiling face, "It's not that it's unkind, it's really a strict law in the army, it's better to be like this, if you don't worry, you can find an opportunity to pass it on your behalf!"

Speaking of which, Fan Chang knew that he would not mention additional conditions, as long as he could reach Sun Xiaozhe a little, it didn't matter if he saw him or not. Next, what he needs is to wait, waiting for Sun Xiaozhe's tens of thousands of troops to break through the city, Qin Jin's little vertical son to give the head, and get revenge for killing his son.

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For three days in a row, the rebels set up a series of camps outside Xin'anguan City, and hastily withdrew their troops after a feint every day. Qin Jin, the county lieutenant, and a group of cronies and subordinates were not idle, and the inspections inside and outside the city, ice digging and repairing the damaged ice walls were the focus of daily supervision. He even found a dilapidated stone cannon in the treasury, with only a few wooden poles left, and key components such as throwing arms and round buckets were gone.

Qin Jin had only learned about this kind of offensive and defensive weapon in games and books, and as if he had discovered a new continent, he circled around the wreckage of the stone cannon twice in a row, and his mouth was snorting, thinking in his heart why he had ignored this weapon before!

Chen Qianli saw that Qin Jin was very interested in this stone cannon, so he introduced a few sentences: "I heard that this stone cannon was made by the former Sui Dynasty, after the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there was no war in the Central Plains, and the armament was gradually relaxed......

"Can the craftsmen in the county court still make this thing?"

"The principle of stone cannon is simple, and it is not difficult for craftsmen to build it, but it is not easy to reach the same level as the former Sui!"

As long as it can be built, it is easy to do, Qin Jin has a bottom in his heart, and Xin'an, the main raw material for building stone artillery, is not lacking, there is a large mulberry forest in the west of the city, and it is also good to cut it to make an arm.

Chen Qianli raised another critical question, "There is no shortage of raw materials for making stone cannons in Xin'an, that is, the wood needs to be air-dried, and it is only difficult to form for a year and a half......!

In Qin Jin's opinion, these are not problems, his requirements are very simple, no matter how good the stone cannon is, as long as it can have basic functions. I believe that more than a dozen of these big guys are erected on the city head of Xin'an, and the scene of stone cannons firing must be very shocking.

As soon as he said it, Qin Jin immediately summoned the craftsmen of the county court, and at the same time recruited people from Ding Zhuang who knew carpenter's craftsmanship, and after a day and a night of tinkering, he finally tossed out a stone cannon that looked like a thing.

However, compared to the wreckage in the county treasury, the craftsmanship is obviously much rougher, and there are no wheels on the base to move. But that's not a problem, it's used to defend the city anyway, and it doesn't matter if you can move it or not. Installing this kind of big guy on the cramped Xin'an city wall really took a lot of effort and effort from the craftsmen.

Craftsmen carried the processed timber onto the city walls and then assembled and fixed them on the walls, but problems arose: once the gun carriages were installed, the load-bearing stones and throwing arms could not be used. In the end, Qin Jin got inspiration from a movie of memory, canceled the weight-bearing stone, only used the throwing arm as a bow, stretched to the inside of the city wall, and then tied the end of the throwing arm with a hemp rope with the thickness of the forearm, and then used more than a dozen people to pull down hard under the city to bend the throwing arm, and finally let go of the bent throwing arm, and the stone bullet in the round bucket was fired.

Craftsmen even went so far as to tie flammable materials of fire oil to the surface of the stone projectiles to increase their power.

Looking at the rebel company camp three miles away from the city, Qin Jin felt that the hastily built stone cannon might not be able to reach such a distance. It is recorded in the book that the stone cannon of the Song Dynasty can send 100 catties of stones, with a range of five miles, and he thinks that it is the Spring and Autumn brushwork that the ancients bragged about, and in fact, the range of one or two miles is not bad.

"Shaofujun, give the order!"

Chen Qianli was urging Qin Jin to conduct the first test firing, and Qin Jin nodded after hearing this.

"Command, fire the stone! target, rebel company camp!"

The craftsman who had been prepared for a long time suddenly took the order, and after adjusting the direction, he compressed the throwing arm of the stone cannon to the extreme, and then suddenly let go. Dozens of pounds of stone bullets rose into the air with a loud cry of smoke and flames, drawing a perfect curve in the air under the reflection of the setting sun.

The road on the city wall was full of united soldiers and Ding Zhuang who were watching the excitement, and when they saw the burning stone bullets smashed into the rebels' company camp, they immediately broke out into a heaven-shattering cheer.

Even Qin Jin secretly smacked his tongue, he couldn't imagine that the stone cannon in this era was so powerful, if it was carefully crafted, the range and reliability of the stone cannon might be even higher.

"One more shot!"

The craftsmen once again exerted their strength and pulled down the throwing arm hard, but somehow, the throwing arm actually snapped in the middle with a click, and everyone immediately booed again, and they were in a state of interest.

The mulberry wood that has not undergone strict processing procedures is really not stable, but it is not a problem, it is a big deal to build a few more throwing arms, once there is a break and damage, replace it with a new one.

Qin Jin was very satisfied with the results of this test launch, and immediately ordered a large-scale construction of this kind of stone cannon, the more the merrier.

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Sun Xiaozhe drank a lot of wine to entertain the envoys from Luoyang, and just as he was lying on the couch to rest, he heard a commotion in the camp. He adhered to An Lushan's style, governed the army very strictly, and hated this kind of undisciplined behavior, and before he could send someone to check the situation, a personal guard ran in in a panic.

"General, something is wrong......

The guard's expression was very shocked, and his speech was even more inarticulate, obviously frightened.

"Panic, speak slowly!"

Seeing that the main general was calm, the mood of the guards stabilized a lot.

"The Tang army fired flying flints and hit a battalion of soldiers, killing and wounding more than a dozen people!"

It is also a coincidence that the dozens of pounds of stone bullets happened to hit a military tent, and none of the soldiers inside were spared, either dead or wounded, in addition to causing a big fire. The fire stone flying out of thin air was so shocking that the guard was so frightened that his face was blank and his speech was slurred.

Sun Xiaozhe was also shocked when he heard this, and the wine suddenly woke up halfway, and the Tang army was able to launch a stone from the city to reach three miles away, if it hit his Chinese army's tent......

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