Evening (4)

The mountain breeze, cool, blew through the curtain on Wen Tianxiang's face. After a busy night's breakfast, he finally fell asleep, his brows furrowed, as if in a dream, and he thought about future arrangements.

A few civilians who had come to complain poked their heads at the entrance of the tent and hesitated to retreat. They were all opponents of the shaving order, and they were forced to tighten by Du Hu, so they ran to Wen Tianxiang to intercede for their hair. Looking at Wen Tianxiang's bald head with a blue glow, everyone knew that the matter was a foregone conclusion and quietly walked away.

"The prime minister is too tired, my generation shouldn't embarrass him with these little things", a man dressed as a staff member took off his dirty crown and exposed his neatly combed hair to the air.

"The prime minister shaves, let's shave too, don't disturb the prime minister, let him sleep more." Since the army entered Jiangxi, the prime minister has not slept well", someone suddenly found out in conscience, sighed a few times, and reluctantly walked to the shaved head burden by the mountain stream.

By the mountain stream, the soldiers clapped the line, and one by one the officers waiting for Du Hu's arrangement cut their hair for them. The soldiers who had finished their hair touched each other's heads and let out bursts of innocent laughter. They weren't scholars, so they weren't that particular about it. The above said that he had shaved his head, so he could fight, so everyone would replace him. The bald head is good, cool, and it saves the Mongolian Tatars from having their hair grabbed on the battlefield in the future.

Wen Tianxiang didn't sleep, vaguely, he felt that he had returned to another world, and he had become the Wen Zhong who took Wen Shaobao as his idol, and in 1937, he fled from Central University in a chaotic manner. The classmates went south one after another, but he was the only one who resolutely chose to go north.

In the Eighth Route Army, there were countless hard and happy days. Wrought iron, repair firearms, homemade earthen lathes, homemade mortars. The Japanese invaded Huangya Cave on a large scale, and Wen Zhong was separated from his companions and held on to it by risk.

One by one, the Japanese soldiers in Mongolian armor fell to the ground and were shot dead by Wen Zhong, who ran out of the last bullet, and Wen Zhong faced a group of Mongolian warriors who pounced on him and tried to capture him alive, and pulled the grenade.

There is no fear, no pain, there is only contempt for the aggressor. Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat, the grenade exploded with a "bang", and Wen Zhong saw his proud soul.

"Boom", a loud bang woke Wen Tianxiang from his dream, and he rushed to the mouth of the tent with an arrow, relying on his intuition to touch the rifle placed there. After touching the void, he realized that he was Wen Tianxiang, and it was the Song Dynasty, and it was still the era of the assault rifle. The sound of artillery just now will not be an enemy attack, and the Mongols are now using throwing machines at most, not artillery.

His mood when facing the Japanese invaders was actually the same as my feeling when facing the Mongols at this time. Wen Tianxiang put on his clothes and walked out of the tent. He still has no clue why Wen Zhong's memory came to his mind, whether it is the legendary resurrection of the corpse.

But at this time, he deeply understood the unyielding behavior of Wen Zhong in the last moment of his life. It is the same indomitable spirit that supports everyone on Baizhang Ridge. No matter how history is modified, let those with ill intentions smear the black into white, and cover up the bloody facts with lies written in ink, the unyielding during the flood period can never be erased.

Groups of bald-headed soldiers huddled at the mouth of a cave not far away, and the cave emitted faint black smoke. The mountain breeze blew, the black smoke dispersed, and a smell of sulfur drilled into the nostrils along the direction of the wind.

The soldiers who watched the excitement saw that the prime minister was coming, and they all made way of a passage. At the mouth of the cave, a black-eyed man smiled, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

It was Xiao Zi, and it took a lot of effort for Wen Tianxiang to recognize the identity of the other party. Before he could ask a question, Xiao Zi, who had been smoked into a roasted pig's face, screamed, bent down and went into the cave, and soon came out with a few blackened stones. He raised the stone in front of Wen Tianxiang like a treasure, and shouted excitedly, "Prime Minister, it's okay, it's okay, I've succeeded."

"Xiao joined the army, what has become of it, say it slowly", Du Hu, who came over in a hurry, tugged Xiao Zi's clothes and reminded loudly. The overly excited scribe Xiao realized that he was rude in front of the prime minister at this time, his voice stopped, and he tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart and explained, "I am a civilian, and I can't help with the affairs of the army." So I pondered the pictures that the prime minister drew for us yesterday, among which the page of the thunder, the preparation method and formula of gunpowder on the corners are different from those commonly used in the army. So I found some saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal and tried it, but it was so powerful that it almost killed a few of us."

"Is anyone injured?" Wen Tianxiang had no time to inspect the results of the explosion in Xiao Zi's hand, and asked with concern. The gunpowder formula recorded in the "General Essentials of the Martial Arts" has only five or six saltpeter components, and it has not been purified, of course, it is not as good as the formula in Wen Zhong's memory. In that recipe, saltpeter needs to be dissolved, filtered, evaporated and purified and other processes, sulfur and charcoal should be mixed and crushed, and then the crushed powder is stirred together with a wooden stick, sprayed with a small amount of cold water, cold-pressed into pieces, and then carefully crushed into a particle shape, and can be used only after screening. After these tedious processing processes, although it is also black powder, the power is not the same.

Several soldiers who had helped Xiao Zi came out of the cave one after another, each with a black face. Hearing that Prime Minister Wen did not ask about the results of gunpowder manufacturing, but asked about the safety of the soldiers, he was moved. One of them, who seemed to be closest to the scene of the explosion, and whose eyebrows were almost burned out, replied loudly: "Back to the prime minister, no one was injured, and the gunpowder was not pressed with stones, so it was not blown up, and everyone was just burned lightly"!

"Coax", the crowd of onlookers erupted in a burst of relaxed laughter. Someone ignored Wen Tianxiang's presence and quipped at the man whose eyebrows were burned, "Zhang Daniu, why didn't you play with fire before you shaved your head, and if you lit your hair, wouldn't you save shaving?"

"The eyebrows were not burned just now, but Lord Xiao wanted to test whether the gunpowder burned fast, let me hold it in the palm of my hand. As a result, if you are not careful, it will burn". The bald-eyed man who was called Zhang Da Niu was a real person, and said with a bit of ostentation, "Master Xiao said, make a thunderbolt, and you can blow up his son of a bitch in the future."

The progress was so fast, and now Wen Tianxiang was surprised. Ignoring everyone's obstruction, he pinched a little gunpowder out of the clay pot that Xiao Zi regarded as a treasure, put it on the palm of his hand, and gently shook it with a fire fold.

"Boom", the flames frightened everyone back several steps. Looking at Wen Tianxiang again, he stood there smiling, leaving a faint trace of smoke in his palm, and there was no trace of gunpowder.

"This"? Onlookers were amazed.

Wen Tianxiang and Xiao Zi looked at each other and smiled.

Ignition, if the flame is high after combustion, does not burn hands, and the residue is small, this indicates that the gunpowder is basically qualified. This kind of test method is the key that Wen Tianxiang recorded on those pages, and it seems that Xiao Zi has not only read it carefully, but has also preliminarily touched the doorway.

"Okay, a few of you, in the future, you will follow Master Xiao, specializing in making gunpowder and blowing up his son of a bitch", appeased the deputy envoy Zou Xun gave Wen Tianxiang a look, and commanded the soldiers with blackened faces, although he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, he still accidentally said a dirty word in Zhang Daniu's tone.

Just now, he was discussing with Liu Zijun how to implement the training outline written by Wen Tianxiang, when the explosion not only startled him, but also shocked his beloved mount. Knowing that this voice was made by Xiao Zi and others, Zou Xun began to calculate in his heart. He had heard of the power of thunder, but such a weapon had never appeared in the civilian army. Judging from the sound of the explosion just now, even if Xiao Zi can't make a thunderbolt to blow up the Tartar, he can also get an extra-large firecracker to deal with the Mongols' war horses. The Great Song Dynasty did not produce good horses, and always suffered the loss of the opponent's cavalry assault when fighting with the Mongols in the field, and if the two armies surprised the Mongols' war horses at the right time before the battle, half of the battle was won before it began. Regardless of where Prime Minister Wen got this recipe after going crazy for a few days, the key problem now is that this secret cannot be obtained by the Mongols.

Liu Zijun, who was following behind Zou Xun, was cautious and knew what Zou was thinking at the moment. First, he wrote down the names of several people involved in the manufacture of gunpowder, promised some rewards for each, and then forcibly pulled Xiao Zi to the middle camp. Seeing this, Du Hu, the deputy envoy of the recruitment, dismissed the crowd watching the excitement under the pretext, shook his head, and followed Wen Tianxiang to the Chinese military tent.

On the gentle slope, in the tent of the Chinese army that was temporarily built, in the face of concerned eyes, Xiao Zi's eyebrows, who had not closed his eyes for two days, danced, "The method written by the prime minister, I still haven't done cold pressing, crushing and screening, but the power is compared with the original gunpowder, it is simply a world of difference......."

"You rest, drink saliva, take a breath, that earth-shattering thunder is used to defend the city, where do we still have a city to defend"? While eating lunch, Du Hu poured cold water on Xiao Zi's heart. Life in the mountains is hard, but fortunately, there are plenty of prey, and everyone will not go hungry.

"Don't use croton and arsenic, don't use it to defend the city", Wen Tianxiang saw that everyone regarded the land mine as a sky-shaking thunder, so he had to make a mistake. The conditions here are far from the Yellow Cliff Cave in the dream. In this case, we have to adapt measures to local conditions. "Don't be a scribe in the future, let's set up a baggage battalion, and Xiao Zi will supervise the production of ordnance."

Referring to Wen Tianxiang's notes, the high-efficiency gunpowder that was brewed out in the morning was on the rise at this moment. After listening to Wen Tianxiang's arrangement, he read it in his heart, stood up, and replied loudly: "The last general will obey the order, the prime minister will give me half a month, and the last general will definitely make a heaven-shaking thunder"!

"Be a thunderbolt, but it's not the kind you think, it's another", Wen Tianxiang picked up a pen from the side of the rattan table, dipped it in some water, and drew a circle on the table. "I will give you the whole baggage battalion, and you will choose a blacksmith to cast such a fist-sized hollow ball out of thin iron sheets. Remember, the size should be even, the iron sheet should be thin, and it should be quenched quickly, and the gunpowder just now should be poured in the middle, and the medicine twist should be installed. In the future, before the two armies were formed, they were lit and thrown into the Tartar crowd ...".

"Fuck it"! Zhang Tang shouted, almost deafening other people's ears. Looking at the disgusted eyes of everyone, he scratched his bald head in embarrassment, and explained, "If the two armies unexpectedly throw hundreds of small earth-shaking thunderbolts in front of the formation, how many Tartars will have to be blown up ......."

This is still with you saying that several generals smiled bitterly and ignored this reckless general. Listen attentively to Wen Tianxiang's description of the manufacturing method of the Earthquake Thunder and the rules of battlefield use. Xiao Zi and Liu Zijun listened and quickly recorded these contents. After experiencing the events of the morning, the two of them already felt that every sentence of the paper written by Prime Minister Wen during his madness contained deep meaning. They can't read it now, but they will slowly figure it out in the future. As for why Master Wen knew so many things after he fell into a coma, they didn't want to ask. Heaven wants to send down the great task and Prime Minister Wen, and bring the Great Song Dynasty back to life, and give a book from heaven maybe. Lord Wen's abnormal behavior these days may be comprehending the content of the Book of Heaven and thinking about how to teach him to everyone.

If my generation can understand what the big people do, then my generation is not an ordinary man. That afternoon, many people looked at Wen Tianxiang and thought like this. One day and night, the training outline and the birth of the thunder made Wen Tianxiang's words and deeds at this time bring a mysterious aura. And the mystery caused by this inadvertently, at such a time of crisis, strengthened everyone's trust in Prime Minister Wen, and also strengthened everyone's belief in the restoration of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Prime Minister Wen was defeated, and he got a book in the sky. The book "expelling the Tartars and restoring China" is eight characters, and from then on, every battle will be won, and the shame of a hundred years of shame in the land of China will be washed away. Han Gong, Wei Guogong, Zhongshan Gong, Kaiping Wang, all became a generation of famous generals because of reading this book of heaven", a few years later, the commentator said in the tavern, shaking his head. This comment is the favorite paragraph of the Song Dynasty teenager. Listening to him, the eyes of the drinking teenagers will light up, and the pride of "If it were me, I would be able to dominate the world if I got this book".

No one knew that Wen Tianxiang was almost regarded as a madman by his subordinates at that time. On the afternoon of the invention of the sharp weapon Earthquake Thunder in the Great Song Army, Du Hu, the young Duke of Wei, once questioned Wen Tianxiang, "The prime minister thinks that my Great Song Dynasty was defeated by the Khitan first, and then defeated by the Western Xia and Jurchen, and at this time most of the country was destroyed by the Mongols, is it really because of the unfavorable weapons?"

"Guiqing?" After listening to Du Hu's questioning, Wen Tianxiang looked at the other party's eyes and replied seriously: "The manufacturing method of these sharp weapons, just like the divine arm bow, Tartar will learn it sooner or later." But as long as there is only one man left in my Great Song who is not willing to be a slave to the Tartars, with these methods, the Great Song Dynasty will have a chance to be reborn."

Saving the fortunes of the Great Song Dynasty is not the business of Wen alone. With life-changing weapons and hope, someone will rise up and burn down the dynasty that the Golden Family has built out of corpses.

After all, no one is born willing to be a slave.

The invention of the crossbow flattened the distance between the knight and the farmer, and the use of firearms gave civilization and barbarism a chance to have a fair duel, and Wen Tianxiang suddenly had such a sentence in his mind. He was no longer surprised by his strange idea, no need to ask, this idea must have come from the mind of Wen Zhong in the dream.

"Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat", chanted a poem that was said to be written by himself in a dream, Wen Tianxiang patted Du Hu's shoulder, and his demeanor instantly recovered a little frenzy.

On Baizhang Ridge, it was dusk again.

Alcohol's note: The manufacturing and quality identification methods of gunpowder are all the methods of Qi Jiajun in the middle page of the Ming Dynasty, and the power of granular black powder can be applied to early cannonballs and firecrackers, not apocryphal.

Update Notes: Not updated on Saturdays and Sundays, and continued on Mondays.

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