45, Ping An Nance
Han Oak first made people dig a trench at their feet, and after a while, the trench was dug, and he asked Lao Guogong and others to squat in the ditch, and then calmly demonstrated the tricks of throwing to Mr. Jiang and a few henchmen.
When a few people saw it clearly, he motioned for everyone to cover their ears, and then raised his hand vigorously, his arms were short and small, so he threw it not far, that is, seven or eight feet away, only a loud noise was heard, and almost did not scare several people in the ditch to sit on the ground.
When the explosion calmed down, Han Oak motioned for a few people to see the power of the explosion. The old man only saw Han Quercus open his mouth, but he only felt that his ears were rumbling, and he couldn't hear what Han Quercus said, and it took a long time to feel that he was slowly recovering. Fortunately, they have all let go of firecrackers, but they also have some experience, so they are not too afraid.
I saw that a big crater was blown out at the place where the ball landed, and a big tree with a thick hug was blown off from it, revealing the stubble of Bai Sensen, and a few leaves were still dangling on the remaining branches, so it was not desolate.
Before they could be surprised, Han Oak motioned for them to go back to the ditch and stand up, and he picked up an iron rod that looked like a fire gun and had something more than a fire gun and said, "It's too late to make these fire guns, so I have to take the ready-made generals." ”
Mr. Jiang had a toothache when he heard this, this is still called a general, this young master only picked out a hundred or so from a thousand brand-new firecrackers, and the loss of the Hai family's wealth was huge, and he changed to another family, which is the emperor's Shenji Battalion, and it is not easy to transfer a thousand firecrackers at this time.
Han Quercus took the firearm to aim carefully, and then loaded the lead bullet to ignite the fire twist, lamenting in his heart that the firearm was still in the most primitive state at this time, and even the arquebus had not been made, and he could only use the existing fire gun to carve some rifling, plus the fire twist and a simple crosshair. Moreover, the quality of the cast iron of this firearm is too poor, and it will explode from time to time, and there is no blast furnace steelmaking, so it is necessary to completely transform the firecracker.
I heard another sound, and the head of a straw man that had been tied to the trunk of the tree twenty feet away was shattered. Another shot, and the straw man's chest was also punched with a big hole.
The old man was dumbfounded, and after a while, the old man jumped up first, pounced on the fire gun in Han Quercus's hand like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep, snatched it over, and carefully looked at the fire gun in his hand inch by inch with eyes that were more gentle than looking at his first love.
No wonder he was so excited, you must know that the range of an ordinary firearm is almost useless at a distance of twenty zhang, not to mention the accuracy, within ten zhang, you have to use a large-scale indiscriminate attack to bring down the enemy. Han Quercus's fire gun can be beaten anywhere twenty zhang away, of course, it is a miracle.
After the group returned to the Guogong Mansion, the old Guogong didn't even care about drinking water, and asked people to send tea and water to Han Quercus, shout the cold and ask for warmth, and snatched the fan in the hand of the maid to personally fan Han Quercus with the wind, and served Han Quercus as a phoenix egg.
Han Oak was so numb by him that he stopped the flattery of the old man and said: "If these things can be delivered to my uncle, he can help Princess Zhenzhu restore the country with these things, but he can't dare to say it, but he is safe to protect himself." But these things must go through the hands of the British duke, and if you want the British duke to help your uncle, you must have the conditions to impress him. On the battlefield, presumably relying only on your uncle's personal face will not make a big difference, and these things are only about half of the British duke. In addition, "
He thought about it, walked to the bookcase, picked up the old Guogong's Zihao pen, soaked it in ice chips and cold incense gold foil ink, took out a jade version of Chengxintang paper, and wrote a line of big characters on it: "Ping An Nance".
The paper and ink are all good, but the writing is not good. Han Oak himself blushed a little as he looked at his words. He touched his nose, handed the pen in his hand to Master Jiang and said, "Or I said that it is better to ask Mr. to write for you." ”
The old man laughed: after all, he is still a child, and no matter how capable he is, he still has a childish place.
Mr. Jiang smiled while taking the pen to listen to Han Li's words, and wrote down the dragon and snake while writing down. I just didn't hear a few words, so I put away the smile on my lips and paid full attention. Gradually held his breath and calmed down, lest he miss a word. It wasn't until Han Li's last sentence was finished and he finished writing that the old Guogong brothers standing on his left and right followed him and breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Jiang looked at it again from the beginning, and while reading, he read: "The root cause of the Annan Rebellion is that although it belongs to the old land of the Han and Tang Dynasties, it has been uncivilized for a long time, and the people's will is unruly. If it is not my race, its heart will be different. Therefore, although our dynasty has repeatedly conscripted, it has still rebelled. If you only rely on the coercion of the army, it is only a temporary measure, and after the army, the spark is still burning the prairies. And our dynasty has spent a lot of money on this projectile land, and the time has passed, and our dynasty has overburdened it, and it is really worth the loss. Now I think that there is a way to make it: say, let it erode.
Our army should withdraw from Annam. After that, there will inevitably be a resurgence of smoke and chaos. It is better to let them fight, or to fan the flames in secret, to help the weak and fight the strong, and when the whole country has no soldiers to fight and the people have no food, then our army can calmly collect mountains and rivers.
There are few strong men in his country, and for the sake of reproduction, we should make our soldiers marry wives on the spot, so as to help their blood continue. Giving birth to a son is my descendants, who can speak and marry, so that people must learn the language of the Celestial Empire, and people of insight can also participate in the imperial examination of our dynasty. As for the exemption from forced labor, taxes, and the leniency of the people's strength, so that the people's will will be attached, and thirty years later, it will be like the land of the Ming Dynasty. ”
More than a month later, in the line of General Zhengyi in Shunyi Prefecture, Annan, a man in his thirties with a white face and a slight beard was reading a letter in his hand. When they saw him, no one would have imagined that this chubby man with a kind face and a rich man was Zhang Fu, a fierce general who could stop crying in Annan and once set up thousands of heads.
I saw that his face, which had always been quiet, was browning slightly at this time, and his face was irrepressibly excited. He looked up from the letter, and his slender eyes were like electricity, and he could see a trace of extraordinary. He looked at Mr. Jiang, who was sitting in the guest seat: "Yongjie, you sue me, who is this person?" ”
Mr. Jiang pretended to be stupid: "What is who?" ”
Zhang Fu shook the letter in his hand: "Who is the person who wrote this letter?" ”
Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows and said, "It's me!" ”
Zhang Fu smiled: "This handwriting is yours, but this content is not written by you." Well, let me think about it - this is not written by the old fox of Hai Tengjiao, if that old thing is about old treacherous and cunning, it should be the first part, but he can't write this peaceful Nance, he doesn't have that vision; It's not written by his family Hai Jiu, although Hai Jiu is also amazingly talented, and he is also a little fox, but he has always been gentle and frugal, and he can't be ruthless and shameless in this strategy. You say, when did your Hai family have such a talent? ”
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